I laughed and said, “Chansey, I rented the entire house for the night. There won’t be anyone else here. We have the whole place to ourselves.” I dangled the keys in front of her and said, “I came over earlier this week and made the arrangements with the owners. We won’t see them at all while we’re here.”
She lifted her hands from her lap and covered her eyes. “I should have known. I’m sorry I doubted your judgement,” Chansey apologized.
I pulled her hands away from her face and leaned over to put my forehead against hers. “No, don’t be sorry for wanting our wedding night to be perfect.”
She reached up and touched my lips with her fingertips while she stared at my mouth. “I want to go in. Now.”
That was more like it. “Yes, Mrs. Brennan, anything you say.”
I carried our luggage and set it down on the porch as I unlocked the door and swung it wide. “It’s not our house, but it will have to do,” I said as I lifted Chansey and carried her through the door over the threshold.
She laughed as she shook her head. “You and your traditions.”
I put her on her feet and said, “You know you would have been disappointed if I hadn’t done it.”
She looked around the foyer, taking in all of its beauty as she said, “No, I think it would have been you that was disappointed, old man.”
“Yeah, maybe,” I replied as I went back to the porch to get our luggage. I returned carrying all of our bags at once and nodded toward the hall. “Our bedroom is the last door on the left down that hall.
When we entered the bedroom, an ornate, hand-carved mahogany canopy bed faced us on the far wall. It was covered with plush ivory linens and at least a dozen pillows. The overhead canopy was covered in matching fabric and long privacy curtains hung to the floor on each side.
I put her bags in the bathroom before placing mine next to dresser and I walked over to her. I watched her eyes take it all in and she smiled as she said, “It’s absolutely beautiful, Curry.”
I placed my hands on her face and stroked her soft, rosy cheeks. “No, you’re the only absolute beauty in this room.”
She went up on her tiptoes to seek my mouth and I had never tasted a sweeter kiss from her. Her hands begin to explore my chest over my shirt and when they found my shoulders, she pushed my linen jacket away. I let it to fall to the floor behind me and she reached for my shirt to tug it loose from my pants so she could run her palms under my shirt across the skin of my chest.
I was immediately enveloped by her Agápe scent. As always, it pushed me to the limits of my self control and I battled to pace myself because this time was different. I didn’t have to tell her ‘no.’
She slowly pulled away and looked up at me through her thick, dark lashes. She smiled as she lightly nibbled on her bottom lip, a sure sign she wanted to say something. By the dim lighting of the bedroom lamp, I watched crimson flood her cheeks and I whispered, “What is it?”
She inhaled deeply and exhaled it slowly as she softly said, “I have something special for you, but I need a minute in the bathroom.”
I couldn’t say a word, so I just nodded my head.
She turned around and reached into her long hair, lifting it away from her neck. “Unzip me?”
I reached for the zipper and gently placed kisses on the back of her neck as I slowly unzipped her dress. I spread the back of her dress and stroked one finger from her nape to the curve of her lower back. I immediately felt her reaction to my touch when goose bumps lifted on her flesh and my lips couldn’t resist following the trail my finger had made.
I didn’t want her away from me for long, so I decided to give her some incentive to come back quickly before I left her go. I began by kissing her neck and I teased her with my tongue as my lips moved lower down her back. I dropped to my knees and grasped her hips as I slowly kissed my way down her spine. The lower I went, the deeper she arched her back and she shivered again as I spread kisses across her waist. When I heard her heavy breath, I decided she was successfully convinced to hurry and I gave one of her hips a gentle pat as my mouth stopped just shy of her panties. “Don’t take long.”
I heard her barely squeak out, “Okay,” as I got up from my knees and then I proudly watched her weak knees carry her toward the bathroom. When she turned in the doorway, she was holding the front of her dress in place with one hand and she reached for the door with the other. “I won’t be long.”
“Oh, I know,” I boasted before she smiled and I watched her disappear behind the closing door.
I stood with my hands on my hips trying to decide if I should be undressed when she came out, but decided it would be so much more fun to do that together.
I looked around at the candles in the room and went to open the nightstand drawer. I found the box of matches Mrs. Butler had left for me with an unexpected bowl of red rose petals and note that read, “Your wife will love these.”
I tossed the petals across the bed and left a trail from the bathroom before I struck a match and lit the five candles around the bedroom. I was lighting the last candle when I heard the bathroom doorknob turn and I blew out the flaming match in my hand.
Chansey opened the door and gracefully stepped into the glow from the surrounding candles. She was wearing a ruffled, sheer, ivory chemise held together by a simple satin ribbon tie below her breasts, making her look both innocent and damn sexy at the same time.
A feather could have knocked me over. I had imagined this moment a million times, but none of my fantasies had prepared me for what I saw or how it would make me feel to see Chansey walking toward me wrapped like a priceless gift only I could open.
She stopped in front of me and I watched the candlelight dance on her as she slowly spun in a circle to give me the complete view. Giving in to my desire to touch her, I reached for her face with both of my hands and said, “Beautiful doesn’t begin to describe the way you look.”
I leaned down to kiss her and she arched into me, making me want to feel her against my bare skin. As if she heard my mental request, I felt her reach for the top button of my shirt.
I watched her until she finished with the last button and then she pushed my shirt away as I pulled my hands free from the sleeves. As I tossed the shirt aside, she reached for the button on my trousers and I felt her unfasten it before sliding my zipper down. She pushed my trousers down my hips and I stepped out of them when they puddled at my feet.
She reached for my shoulders and I lifted her so she could wrap her legs around my waist. I had her back against the wall in an instant and she moaned as I kissed her neck and her chest. I heard her heavy panting as I moved closer to her breasts and she clung to me, digging her fingers into my back.
When I backed away from the wall, I carried her to the bed and she pulled me on top of her as we gently fell among the rose petals. I kissed her mouth and then went lower on her neck until I reached her breasts. I felt her hand reaching for the simple bow holding her chemise together and I lifted my chest out of her way. She slowly pulled the satin ribbon and I watched as her chemise fell apart to reveal her breasts.
I worshipped her body with my hands and mouth until she trembled beneath me and I heard her plea, “Curry, I can’t wait any longer,” as she hooked her thumbs in my boxers and pushed them away.
I reached for her panties and felt ties on each hip like her chemise, so I took a chance and pulled the satin ribbons to see what would happen. Her panties fell away just as her chemise had and I couldn’t stop myself from telling her, “Damn, that was so hot.”
She reached for my neck, pulled me hard against her and stared into my eyes as she bent her knees up and out until they were resting on each of my hips. She wiggled around until she felt me press against her and I heard her heart fluttering a million beats a minute as she lay beneath me waiting.
I stroked her hair away from her face. “I love you, Chansey Brennan.”
She smiled up at me. “I love you, Curry Brennan.”
She sq
ueezed me tightly and gasped against my ear when I slowly entered her, so I stopped because I was afraid I had hurt her. She relaxed her hold on me and I began to back away, but she pulled me tight against her and wrapped her legs around my waist. “Don’t stop,” she whispered breathlessly as she brought me closer using her legs.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You’re not hurting me. I promise,” she said as she arched against me and squeezed her legs to pull me closer. I gradually gave in because I was incapable of refusing her or myself of what we both wanted.
As I made love to my wife, my mouth trailed over her neck and felt the fast pulsation of her artery against my lips. Without any warning, I suddenly felt the urge I shouldn’t. I squeezed my eyes tightly and shook my head as I tried to resist what was happening, but there was no denial; I wanted to drink her blood.
Sebastian said that I would never want to bite Chansey, yet I felt myself losing control. I had to put some distance between her throat and my teeth, so I pulled away, but she hooked her hands behind my neck and pulled me back down as she arched her back deeper and locked her ankles around me. “I feel like I can’t get you close enough.”
I was about to make another attempt of pulling away when Chansey’s Agápe scent enveloped me and multiplied my already existing desire for her, making it near impossible for me to stop what we had started.
“Chansey,” I said into the skin against her neck as I felt my incisors lengthening.
She dug her fingers into my back like she holding on for dear life. “I love you so much, Curry.”
I licked my lips and said, “I love you, Chansey, but I have to stop.”
She grasped me hard, almost painfully, and her strength was incredible and I realized she was overpowering me. “No, I need you closer.”
I felt my incisor accidentally prick her skin when she pulled me down against her and I smelled her Agápe scent stronger when her blood came to the surface. “I’m sorry, Chansey. I have to stop because I’m going to bite you if I don’t.”