Hey!! Sorry for the delay in adding again...it was back to work last week for me after 6 lovely weeks off (got to have some benefit of working with kids!) and it's been hard changing routine again - so sorry I missed last weeks add!! And a heads up that I shall probably miss next weeks as I'm going off to another Twilight convention...but I shall try to add soon after!
Also, a huge thank you to the few new people leaving me comments....esp those who seem to think it's all over - fear not, I still have 4 chapters to post after this one!! Thank you as always to everyone who replies and I will get back to you all personally eventually!!
Chapter Thirty Six
"Honeymoon"
I must have fallen asleep during the drive - hardly surprising considering the overly emotional day I'd had. But the next thing I knew the car had stopped and Henry was lightly stroking my face, murmuring for me to wake up.
I opened my eyes and blinked, I could barely see him in the darkness, only the shadow outline.
"We're here," he smiled at me when he saw I was awake.
I yawned and stretched my arms out in front of me. "Where's here?" I asked, my voice thick with sleep as I peered outside the windows. I could hardly see a damn thing - the darkness was permeating.
He chuckled once, and the next thing I knew he was at my side of the car, opening the door and lifting me out. "Let's get you inside," he murmured and kissed me lightly.
Inside where? Honestly - there was nothing here, just a bunch of tree's and….wait, was that a building? He was most definitely carrying me up the path towards something. Suddenly, amidst the darkness a large wooden door loomed in front of us. He unlocked it, skilfully juggling me in his arms and not jostling me once and stepped inside before he put me down on my feet.
He flicked on a light and I gasped. "Wow," I whispered, slowly moving my gaze around the room. "This is…it's wonderful." I giggled excitedly as I turned and flung my arms around him.
Henry laughed, hugged me back and kissed me gently, tenderly.
"I'll be right back," he whispered, pulling himself away from me with difficulty.
"Where you going?" I pouted. I didn't want to be left alone on my wedding night.
Henry chuckled at my expression. "I'm only going to fetch our bags my love." he kissed the tip of my nose and then darted outside again.
I took the moment to gaze around the building further. I was stood inside some elaborate wooden cabin in the middle of an open plan lounge and kitchen diner. A small hallway led off to what I assumed was a bedroom and bathroom. The whole building was small, compact, but lavishly done out - with rustic, authentic furniture. A stone fireplace filled an entire wall of the lounge, before which was a rug in front of a couch. The walls were made of light coloured logs, all carefully piled on top of one another, connected together just as they would have been a hundred years ago or more.
"Do you like it?" Henry was back within seconds, dropped the bags to the floor and kicked the front door closed behind him, before wrapping his arms around me and placing his chin on my shoulder, his cheek next to mine. "I know it's not the Caribbean or Hawaii or anywhere exotic but…"
"It's perfect," I whispered, cutting him off. "Besides, I don't mind where we spend our honeymoon, so long as I'm with you."
Henry kissed my neck. "Well, you deserve a proper honeymoon, seeing as you're not getting a proper husband."
"Hey," I turned in his arms and slapped his shoulder lightly. "I have exactly the husband I want, thank you." I poked my tongue out at him. Henry took advantage of it as he claimed my mouth in a deep, promising kiss.
Eventually I pulled back, gasping for air as Henry cleared his throat.
"Anyway, I came here last night and fixed a few things up. The kitchen is stocked with food for you, there's towels in the bathroom and sheets on the bed - the kind you like, all comfy and cosy," he teased. "And there's logs all ready to go in both hearths."
"Both?"
"There's another fireplace in the bedroom," he winked.
I grinned at him, my mind flashing back to a long held fantasy, before something occurred to me.
"Wait…I mean, is this place safe?"
"No one can get in if that's what you're worried about," he turned and waved his hands towards the thick wooden beam that slid across the door to bolt it shut along with the lock. "Besides I doubt anyone could even find the place."
"No, I mean is it safe for you," I took hold of his hands. "Are the windows and things protected, from the sun?"
"Oh, yes," he kissed my hand, gratified as always that I should consider his needs above my own. "This place actually belongs to an old vampire…a friend. He's letting us borrow it."
"A…vampire friend, but I thought…" I frowned at him.
He smiled. "Just because two vampires can't live in the same town, doesn't mean I can't be friendly with another of my kind. We email," he shrugged nonchalantly.
"You email," I whispered in some bewilderment - wondering just how much I still didn't know about this man I had married,
"So, do you want to see the bedroom?" he removed his jacket and tossed it over the back of the couch before nuzzling at my neck.
"Hey," I jerked away from him as another thought worried me. "What are you going to…eat whilst we're here? I mean, you know you can…but…"
He chuckled again. "Relax, there's a small town ten miles or so from here," he pulled me back into his arms and his lips sought out my neck again. "I can nip out when I'm hungry…and I can survive on animal blood too, if needs be. There's probably a few bears and moose around here."
"You'd kill a bear?" I pouted. Why on earth did the thought of him possibly killing a bear worry me more than possibly killing a human?
He sighed impatiently and rolled his eyes. "Never mind about my diet. Now, let's go look at the bedroom!" he bent down, attempting to sweep me off my feet and into his arms.
"Wait!" I pushed against his chest, preventing him from grabbing me. I knew I was making him frustrated with all the interruptions, but truth be told, I was kind of enjoying it. "Is that all you think about?" I raised my eyebrows at him, pretending to be offended.
"Hey, we're married now. You're my wife. It is my conjugal right!" he poked his tongue out at me, letting me know he was only teasing.
"Oh, well, in that case…we'd best go and see to your rights! Can't have you being deprived, now can we? I mean, you might demand an annulment!" I gasped in imitated shock at the very idea.
"Never," Henry whispered and lowered his head to place a kiss on my lips as he swept me up into his arms.
He took a step forward, towards the hallway which I assumed led to the bedroom. Only as he did, his foot became entangled within the vast folds of material of my wedding dress and he tripped. It would seem that even a vampire could be clumsy when completely distracted.
The whole thing seemed to happen in slow motion - even though it barely lasted seconds. I screeched as Henry let go of me and felt myself flying through the air and then landed with an audible 'oof' on top of him. Somehow he had twisted himself around and landed beneath me in order to give me a softer landing.
After a bewildering second or two that it took for me to grasp my bearings and decide if I was alright, our eyes met and we dissolved into a fit of the giggles.
"Great Henry, very seductive," I laughed at him.
He frowned at me, screwing his nose up in consternation. "It's that damn dress," he complained.
"Oh, want me to take it off?" I asked him, raising an eyebrow suggestively.
His eyes lit up. "You do look beautiful in it, but…yes," he nodded eagerly
I laughed at him again before his hand fixed to the back of my neck and pulled me down to kiss me.
The kiss intensified quickly - passion and lust replacing the giggles. My fingers tangled in his curls, never wanting to let him go as our tongues mingled and lips moved effortlessly - familiar with the frequent action.
Henry's hands moved from my neck and ran across my shoulders and down my back. He moaned as my hips moved atop of him and readjusted his body before nimble fingers began unfastening every tiny pearl button on the back of my dress - pushing each carefully, agonisingly slowly through the intricate loop. As he pulled the fabric from my shoulders and ran his cool hands over revealed skin, I shivered lightly in his arms. Only then did I notice the air was a little chilly in here.
"One second," Henry pulled back to whisper.
He extricated himself from underneath me with ease and leant towards the fireplace - for the first time I realised we were lying on the soft faux bearskin rug in front of the hearth. He fiddled with something for a moment before sitting back beside me.
"There," he murmured, kissing me again. And within minutes a fire roared into life, dry logs crackling in the grate and instantly warming me through. "Better?" he asked, his lips barely leaving mine.
"Mm, hmm," I nodded and wriggled so as the dress fell down my arms more, pulling my hands out of the sleeves and revealing the new lace and satin lingerie I had bought especially for my wedding night. The bra was barely there - leaving little to the imagination.
Henry growled lightly and dived in for another kiss, his hand cupping my breast as mine wound around his neck. His other hand cradled my head and he lowered us to the floor - his body half covering mine, his thigh hitched over my hip as the kisses and stroking continued.
For some time we simply lay together in front of the crackling fire, kissing one another, sliding hands tenderly, enticingly over bare skin. As he removed my clothes, he kissed my skin as more was revealed, gazing at me fondly, appreciatively - as though he was seeing me for the first time. As though this was our very first time together.
"I love you," I smiled at him, running my fingers through his hair and down his back, gazing into his eyes as his held mine whilst we kissed and caressed one another's bodies.
He answered me with a zealous kiss, "I love you too, my wife…" he grinned. "My wife," he repeated, "I like the sound of that." And kissed me again, adoringly, allowing his lips to trail from mine and venture down my jaw line, my throat, nuzzling me fondly.
We were both naked now, but neither was impatient to rush ahead with anything. This was perfect…the most romantic love making - so tender and loving, the way you would expect, hope, and anticipate a wedding night to be.
I loved the feel of his soothing cool, satin soft skin against my flushed body - the way he glided against me, keeping my body temperature in check from the heat of the fire. Contented sighs left slightly parted lips, hushed whispers of love emanated in the room, a harmony of mutual pleasure implied between us. This was the most erotic foreplay I had every experienced.
As our fondling eventually drifted to more intimate places, the passion flared further between us - his arousal evident in the hard shaft resting against my thigh. A strong cool hand slipped between my legs, touching me lightly, rocking back and forth. I moaned against his ear. He grinned in satisfaction as he pressed his lips to my neck and allowed the kisses to tumble downwards, eventually teasing a breast with his mouth.
"Please Henry," I gasped. I was more than ready for him - I wanted him to complete me now, complete our union.
"What?" he raised his head, giving me an impish grin.
"You know damn well what!" I growled lightly at him, grasping my hands around his neck and urging him upwards as my legs parted beneath him.
He chuckled once and kissed my lips again. "You want me to make love to you?" he teased, kissing my cheeks, my jaw, nibbling at my ear. "You want me to bury my hard shaft deep inside you?" he whispered hotly against my ear. I trembled from the goose bumps his words and breath caused.
I swallowed with difficulty and nodded, arching my body to try and reach him.
"You want me to make you scream in pleasure?" he asked again, his lips planting tiny kisses across my mouth.
"Uh huh," I nodded again.
"Then say it," he whispered huskily, "tell me what you want." he kissed me roughly, his tongue swirling inside my mouth, brushing against mine. "Tell me," he whispered again, holding my gaze.
"I want," I blushed. "I need…oh god…" I felt him press himself between my legs momentarily and then agonisingly pulled away. "Oh please Henry, make love to me…make me scream, fill me!" I cried and then moaned deeply as he did just that, entered deep in one smooth movement.
My hands slid down his powerful back and grasped his backside, urging him on, fingers pressing into the smooth flesh. He alternated the rhythm, slowing things down when it felt too close, in no hurry for this to be over too soon - wanting to savour this moment as he moved on me and in me.
I returned the thrusts, moving together in ardent abandon, holding him close to me as he cupped my face, showering me in a constant stream of brief kisses. My hips rolled beneath him, my body vibrated and agreeable moans and groans left my open mouth as I rushed towards my own peak.
As his own climax rushed towards the finale, his lips touched my throat, kissing and licking at the spot just below my ear, before his razor sharp fangs nipped at me. He didn't take enough blood to constitute as a meal, just enough to add to the feelings of pleasure already soaring through our bodies - bringing us both over the edge and completing together - reaffirming our vows in blood and sex.
Henry kissed me soundly. "I love you," he murmured and kissed me again before rolling to his side so as not to burden me with his weight, cradling my body against his.
I lay panting in his arms slightly, my heart beating erratically and slowly coming down from the orgasmic high. I shivered lightly, the sweat cooling my body down rapidly. Henry leant away from me briefly and then I was covered with a soft blanket as he held me closer and made sure I was closer to the fire, keeping me warm.
I sighed and allowed my head to fall onto his chest, snuggling into him and sliding my hand across his waist. "I love you too," I muttered sleepily.
Henry kissed the top of my head. "Sleep my love," he whispered, lacing his fingers through mine which rested on his belly and holding my hand as I drifted to sleep.
*****
I woke some time much later feeling rested, cosy and comfortable. The crisp cotton sheets rustled slightly as I rolled over and wondered what time it was. But the room was in complete darkness and I couldn't see anything until my eyes adjusted and I caught a crack of light shining from across the room.
I sat up then, trying to remember where I was and how I got here. My movements caused my leg to brush against the solid figure lying beside me. I'd been with him long enough not to scream in surprise when that happened anymore - it was Henry in his vampire sleep - dead to the world - literally. So it must still be daylight if he was sleeping.
And then it all came back to me, my beautiful wedding - I was now a married woman and I toyed with the new gold band on my finger, above the elaborate engagement ring. I was in the log cabin, on our honeymoon and then my body flushed as our wedding night came back to me, in all it's all it's erotic glory. Last night had been amazing and a wide grin spread across my face. Hang on, I could have sworn I fell asleep in front of the log fire last night, after our love making. Which meant that Henry must have taken me to bed, taken care of me, before he passed out for the day. Love for him overwhelmed me once more - and I was almost sorry that I had woken already, wishing it was night time and my new husband was awake.
I would have been quite content to lay there, beside him, cuddled to his side until he woke. I was reluctant to leave the warm cocoon of the bed, but my body had other ideas. I was in need of a moment in the bathroom and then my stomach growled - protesting it's hunger. I suppose I really hadn't eaten much the day before through nerves and excitement.
Sliding from the bed and grabbing the nearest item of clothing I could feel, I headed towards that small crack of light across the room, pulling on Henry's shirt, and discovered that he had left a light on in the lounge for me and the bedroom door open so as I wasn't completely lost when I woke. Honestly, whoever thought of vampires as monsters? Mine was an angel!
Bathroom needs taken care of, I ventured to the kitchen to find what goodies he had bought in for me and fixed myself some toast for breakfast. After eating I decided to take a shower and then unpack my clothes. I pottered about the cabin then, wondering what to do to while the time away until Henry woke. There was no TV or any kind of technical equipment inside and I was grateful that I had added a book and my journal to my packing as an afterthought. I wasn't sure where he was taking me for our honeymoon, but I guessed there would be times like this when I was alone during the day.
I settled into the corner of the couch, wrapped up in the blanket with my book for an hour or more, but I soon grew bored with that. It felt a little strange knowing it was daytime and not seeing the sun at all since every window in the cabin was protected with thick wooden shutters locked from the inside. I sighed to myself, surely if I closed the bedroom door and went out the front he would safe. And I would love to look around where this cabin was situated - I hadn't been able to see anything last night.
The thought decided, I ran back to the bedroom for a suitable pair of shoes and a thick sweater, left a quick kiss upon Henry's forehead and headed into the great outdoors.
I didn't walk too far, I didn't want to get lost and tried to keep to the path leading from the cabin, if not the cabin itself, in sight at all times. As I stumbled over discarded branches, tripped over rocks and got my foot caught in tangles of plants, I gazed at the scenery in awe. It was all so picturesque - tall green trees, long grass and ferns covering every inch of the forest beside the path. The sun filtered through the leaves and branches, causing a hazy appearance as numerous varieties of nature chattered, chirruped and rustled around me - birds, insects, mice, squirrels all scurried away at my approach as I wandered about delighted.
But after a short while I thought perhaps I had walked too far, I felt rather breathless and suddenly completely drained of energy. I guess yesterdays and last nights activities has worn me out more than I thought. Slowly I made my way back, wrapping my arms around myself against the sudden coldness. It took me longer to get back than I thought, sure that I hadn't walked that far - but I was just grateful to be back inside the cabin eventually.
I was still cold, shivering now as I tried to get my breath back from my short ramble. It almost hurt to breathe - anyone would think I had just ran the marathon! I rolled my eyes, admitting to myself that I must be seriously out of shape.
Sneaking back into the bedroom, I noticed the glowing embers from the fire in there. Henry must have lit this fire too to keep me warm during my sleep. I poked at the charred logs, hoping there was still some life in the fire as I slowly added small pieces of wood and gradually larger logs, until it crackled into life once more and warmed my cold body. There was still at least a couple of hours until Henry would wake, and that bed did look so inviting, that I slipped out of my clothes and climbed back into bed with him - drifting into a deep sleep the moment my head touched the pillow.
*****
I had the bed all to myself when I woke again - spread-eagle across the whole damn thing! I was worried for a moment, what if I'd kicked him out of bed? I scrambled to the edge and peered over, nope, no unconscious vampire lying on the floor. And then I chuckled at myself for my inane thoughts, sometimes my visions were ludicrous.
Taking a few moments to yawn and stretch, I eventually climbed from the bed and went in search of my new husband, pulling on the white t-shirt I'd discarded earlier over my nakedness. I found Henry in the lounge, sat in an old recliner, gazing reflectively out the window he'd now removed the shutters from.
"Did you sleep well my love?" he asked before I even uttered a word. I knew he had heard my approaching footsteps - in fact he'd probably heard me wake in the other room. He turned and gave me his heart stopping grin then, holding out his arms for me.
"I guess I was tired," I admitted bashfully as I skipped the rest of the way over to him and he pulled me onto his lap.
He kissed the top of my head and then my lips tenderly before laying my head down on his chest and placing his chin atop of my head. "You had a busy day yesterday. You needed sleep," he murmured, rocking me in his arms, almost as though I was a newborn babe.
I tightened my arms around him, easing one around his back and snuggled into him a little more.
"Are you hungry?" he suddenly wondered.
"Not in particular, are you?" I teased.
He smirked, but then shook his head. "I don't need to feed. But…I'm always hungry," he kissed the tip of my finger, before sucking into his mouth and I knew we weren't talking about his diet here.
"I erm…" I moaned, trying to form a coherent thought. "I woke for awhile earlier and ate then," I confessed.
"I'm sorry," he suddenly apologised.
I frowned at him, not understanding.
"I know perhaps it won't be much fun for you here," he continued. "Being alone….since I'm well, dead during the day. But…"
"Henry, it's perfect. And that's not why I went back to sleep - I was simply tired from my walk."
"Your walk?" he questioned.
I nodded and sighed happily. "I just had a wander around outside, admiring the scenery, since I'm not able to see much at night. I wanted to know where we were."
"Sorry…"
I placed my finger over his lips, stopping his apologies. "Will you stop apologising? I like being here with you…sometimes I like having a few quiet moments alone. It's just nice to spend some quiet time with you - no interruptions. You won't have to work, Vicki wont be interrupting and no one will have to rush off to all these life threatening emergencies that seem to plague us." I smiled ruefully. "And besides, if I'm busy with you all night, I shall sleep much of the day anyway."
"Hmm….busy doing what?" he wondered, shifting his head so as our eyes met, a wicked smirk adorning his gorgeous face.
I blushed at his question. He knew exactly what I was getting at - did he have to make me spell it out to him?
"Is it…something like this?" he asked, nuzzling into my neck and kissing the sensitive skin there.
I giggled as goose bumps trailed down my arms. "Yes," I murmured, squirming against him.
"And a bit of this?" he asked, kissing my lips and a hand creeping inside the t-shirt to stroke the soft skin just beneath my breast.
"Uh huh," I sighed into him.
"And maybe this…" his hand grasped my bare bottom as I jerked in surprise, his fingers drifting dangerously close to where the heat was pooling between my legs.
I swallowed and managed to nod as I shifted my body upon his lap. Damn that man, flaunting how easily he could turn me on.
"Then, I guess I shall be keeping you busy all night," he winked and kissed me deeply, his hand still lingering on my backside.