Life With An English Noble
By: Wizardtho
Chapter 8:
...CPOV...
I was extremely pleased when my sweet mate wanted to go right back to sleep after she took care of her needs, even though she had not eaten anything yet today. I would have to be sure to make her something substantial when she woke, to make up for her missed meals.
I thought awhile more about the Carlisle I thought I had known, as well as the one who apparently wasn't taking responsibility when letting humans into our world. I was confused, to say the least, and right as I decided to make that call to Peter, my phone started vibrating on the nightstand. I carefully retrieved it so that I didn't wake Isa, then saw that it was Peter who texted. I pressed the button to read:
Not the time to call, my friend. The situation isn't what you think, and the mind reader has much to answer for. Major and Ali are no longer with them. Have been here since a month after Cupcake's b-day, going out of their minds with worry for her since they were forced to leave Forks. Ali can't see her for some reason, but has been searching almost constantly. Do not call me until after Cupcake sees this text and is ready to talk to them. -P
What did that crazy vampire have up his sleeve now? Either way, I would show this text to my sleeping beauty as soon as possible, since we would need to plan out how to handle this.
I kissed Isa's shoulder and nuzzled it softly for a second, loving the feeling of actually being able to hold her after so long. I must have disturbed her, though, because she hummed, “Mmm, I love you waking me like that. Is it nine already?”
I glanced at the clock to realise it was only around 4 pm, so I whispered against her shoulder, “No, My Sweet. I'm sorry I woke you. I wasn't intending to. Feel free to snuggle back in if you wish, because it's only just 4 pm.”
She smiled against my chest, then kissed over my still heart before humming, “I'd rather you follow my naked ass into the shower, Professor. Then... after you take me against the wall, we can wash, rinse and repeat... then maybe I might be able to sweet talk you into making me serious amounts of food for my other appetite.”
The seductive tone of her voice as my little siren of a mate spoke about me taking her in the shower and repeating... Christ, it had me growling softly as I nipped at her neck. I wanted so much to sink my teeth into her flesh to mark her, that when she giggled and dashed off the bed, I stalked her every move with a growl of need.
...BPOV...
When I dashed into the bathroom from the bed, I was hoping Caleb would follow me. I wasn't disappointed when I was turning on the water, then felt him guiding me forward. There was a constant low and seriously sexy growl emanating from his chest as he wove his fingers with mine, raised them above my head, then pinned my front to the cool shower wall. I moaned as I felt his straining length press against my ass, his growl cutting off for him to say in a husky tone, “Don't make an offer like that unless you mean it, my sexy little Minx.”
I hummed as he pressed me further into the wall, nipping my neck, then moaned as he sucked on the spot. “Please, Caleb.”
He turned me and had me re-pinned to the wall with his thigh pressed against my core before I could register the movement, causing me to whimper in need as I caught sight of his sparkling obsidian eyes. “You do want me to fuck you. I can feel your sweet little pussy soaking my thigh, Isabella. It's making my need to claim and mark you even more consuming.”
I moaned while arching into him, practically begging him, “Then do it, Caleb. Please. Take me here and now... make me yours... fuck me, then mark me as your mate. I don't need gentle right now... I need to feel your desire and need for me.”
All of a sudden, Caleb's mouth crashed to mine with a growl, consuming me in a passionate kiss. He situated so that one of his hands held both of mine over my head, while the other lifted me up by my ass. He broke the kiss to catch my gaze, saying seriously, “Let me know if I become too rough.”
I panted as I nodded, then instantly cried out in pleasure as he shoved me down onto his thick length. “Fuuck! Yes, Caleb. Christ, don't stop.” He brought my hands to his hair, took a tight hold on my hips, then pulled me up and shoved me back down onto his length again, making me cry out louder as I tugged on his hair.
Caleb set a steady but deep pace, making sure to angle my hips to hit just the right spot with each thrust, my moans and cries becoming a constant plea for more or harder. My first orgasm crashed into me when his finger circled my rear entrance as he thrust into me, causing him to growl against my neck, “Fuck, Isa... so tight. That's right... cum hard for me. Do you like the feel of my finger teasing your tight little rosebud, Minx? Think of how much more pleasure I could make you feel with my tongue swirling against it while my fingers are buried deep inside your sweet pussy. Christ, I want to cum just thinking about it, Isa.”
I whimpered loudly, “More... Jesus, that's amazing. Please, Caleb.” He gave me what I asked for, pressing and circling more deeply as he thrust into me harder, which only pushed me from one orgasm right into the next.
When I came down from my high enough to focus on something other than the immense pleasure, Caleb was re-situating me so that my legs were over his forearms, his hands were holding my ass away from the wall, and he was thrusting into me in rhythm to his sexy-as-sin voice, “Mine, Isabella. My mate... my perfect match... my love... my eternity. Tell me, Isabella... tell me that you're mine.”
I cried out loudly as another orgasm came rushing at me with shocking intensity, “Yess! Yours, Caleb! Only yours!” He growled deeply as he eyed the spot over my heart, so I arched as I pulled his head to my chest.
Just as my orgasm hit, Caleb's teeth sliced cleanly into the flesh over my heart, intensifying my orgasm a thousand fold, which caused my body to tremble wildly as the most ecstatic cries were forced from deep in my chest. He swirled his tongue in the wound as his own orgasm started, his growls and moans mixing with my cries in the most beautiful symphony ever heard. We were lost in our combined pleasure for an immeasurable time, since the slightest motion seemed to extend or intensify both of our orgasms. We were completely breathless when we finally stilled.
Caleb led us to the shower seat, then got us settled so that I was straddling him, without us losing contact. We ended up clutching each other tightly while panting into each others' necks for the next few minutes, until we both finally calmed enough to speak. He was first when he asked softly, “How do you feel, Sweetheart?”
I hummed, nuzzling into his neck, then said, “You can claim and mark me any time you feel like it, especially if it's that incredible every time. Sweet hell, Caleb, there is no word in any language to describe how you just made me feel.” He chuckled softly and nipped my neck, then bent me backward to suck lightly on his new mark.
The feeling that shot through every single cell of my body at the action made me cry out, fisting my hands tightly in his hair as fresh arousal to practically flood my core. Caleb moaned, then said, “I'm sorry, My Siren, but I couldn't resist. You should know that I won't be able to resist paying special attention to my marks, though. It's instinct.”
I moaned an agreement, then chuckled breathlessly, “Just be prepared that you will end up with constant messes in your jeans once I'm able to mark you in return.” Caleb laughed, placing a soft kiss to his mark while saying, “I'm quite looking forward to it, Sweet... messes and all.”
We ended up making love tenderly, right there on the shower seat, before we got around to washing up. When we finally did, it was slow and tender like our lovemaking; I couldn't have felt more cherished. We dried each other off in the same manner, then he followed me into my closet. He smiled widely as he asked, “Isa, would you like to go out with me tonight? I am supposed to meet a friend at a club for drinks, and would like you to meet him.”
I smiled, asking, “Casual or dressy? And should you prepare your friend that you will be bringing a human?”
He kissed my lips lightly, “Casual, and yes, I will be preparing him that my human mate will finally be joining me.”
That made my smile grow exponentially as I offered, “You should be able to find something appropriate in Phil's closet, if you want, or we can stop at your house before we go. Either is fine with me. Just don't forget that I need to check in with the pack.” He agreed quickly, then said that Phil's would be fine until we could make it to his place.
I was having trouble finding something to wear, not really knowing how casual he meant, when I felt his hands settle on my hips and his lips kissing the soft spot behind my ear. “Would you like some help, Beautiful?”
I smiled, turned in his arms, then grinned when I spied the outfit he was wearing. “That looks unbelievably sexy on you. I'm kind of glad Renee gave me the wrong sizes now.”
He chuckled and said, “Me too, as long as you keep giving me that look. I definitely like that look in your eyes, as if you want to devour me whole.” I bit my lip while nodding, because that was exactly what I wanted to do. He groaned, then pulled me to him, kissing me passionately.
When the kiss ended, he let out a breath before saying, “We'd better get you dressed before I drop to my knees right here and beg you to do just that, my sexy Tigress. Did you need help finding something?”
I shook my head, half to clear it and half in answer, then said, “Not now that I know how casual you meant. I may need your help, though.” I pulled out the mottled rust orange and charcoal corset with matching thong (which kind of reminded me of a tiger), my J Brand 'Houlihan' skinny cargo black jeans, a pair of charcoal socks, as well as my Frye 'Harlow' cross-strap boots.
He groaned at what he saw in my hands when I was done, then mumbled as he followed me out to the bedroom, “Such a vixen... purely irresistible... never be able to keep my hands off of her... Jesus, is she the best kind of trouble.” I chuckled, shook my head, then started getting my thong and jeans on when I reached the bed.
Once I had gotten everything except my top and boots on, Caleb took over to get me laced into my very first corset, then dropped down in front of me to put my boots on me. He growled sexily as he took in the final picture, so I smirked, “I think if you keep giving me that reaction, I'll have to buy a lot more corsets. I didn't even buy this one until after the instructor made that comment to me.”
He nodded almost distractedly, then leaned forward to teasingly lick his very prominent mark over my heart. I moaned, then my stomach chose to growl, letting me know its needs had been put off long enough.
Caleb fixed me an amazing dinner. As I ate, he told me about a text he had received while I was sleeping from someone named Peter. The name sounded extremely familiar to me, so I asked, “Peter?”
He nodded, “Yes. Something isn't sitting well with me about them… about the way they left you. Peter would be the best one to get the information we need from, because not only is he a know-it-all, but Jasper sired him during the Southern Vampire Wars. Jasper even let Peter take his human last name after his turning, because Peter didn't remember his. That's how close they are, so if anyone would know about what happened on their side, it would be Peter.”
I nodded, understanding now, then asked, “So what did he say?”
Caleb pulled out his phone, pressed a button, then handed me his phone. After I read the text, I instantly knew why Alice couldn't see me... why she had never seen anything to do with me after they left. I had never thought about it before, but my Quileute charm bracelet was blessed by the elders. Jake said that they had put protections on it for me, but I had never thought about what. Since I never took it off, that could possibly be why Alice couldn't see me.
I handed Caleb back his phone, then said, “Not tonight... please. We'll call soon, I promise... just not tonight. Give me a day or two to get used to the idea of them wanting to see me after all this time, please.”
He came around the island, hugging me to him, “You are my first priority, Isa. If it takes you a century to feel comfortable knowing what their side of all of this is, then that's how long I'll wait to call him.” I let out a breath in relief, then was able to finish my dinner.
I chose to call the pack as soon as I was done eating, for my nightly check in. Everyone was pleased as punch to hear that I actually slept the night -as well as most of the day- away. Caleb and I were out the door soon after I hung up with them, seen as it only took me twenty minutes to run my fingers through my chunky curls, then play up my eyes and lips a bit. We chose to take his car, but I was surprised to find that his driving at vampire speed didn't make me nauseous.
I turned sideways in my seat to watch him drive, which I found out was quite sexy to witness. His movements were totally fluid, flawlessly melding from one motion to the next, and I couldn't help but become aroused. He noticed immediately, of course, choosing to slide his right hand up my inner thigh after shifting gears. I hummed at the feeling, causing him to ask in a sexy tone, “Care to tell me what has you so hot, my little Minx?”
I bit my lip, mumbling, “Watching you drive is sexy. Is that weird?”
He smirked as he shook his head, “Not at all. I found it quite arousing to watch you move around the kitchen last night, and the way you moved over me while we made love was the sexiest thing I've ever seen.”
I blushed slightly at that, then he gently squeezed my thigh as he said, “And I intend to watch those sweet hips move again while we dance tonight.”
Soon we came to a valet, but when he opened my door while offering me his hand, I shook my head and waited politely for Caleb to come around the car. He gave the valet a look as he handed him the keys, then beamed at me as he helped me out. He placed his hand on my lower back to guide me, then nuzzled into my neck while whispering just loud enough for me to hear, “I'm so damn proud of you right now, that I don't know what to do with myself, Isa.”
I smiled slightly as I whispered back, “I'm yours, Caleb. If you want to let someone else touch me casually, then you'll let me know. I'd seriously be showing some female the painful end of my fist if they touched you in front of me, so I know you must be feeling the same way.”
The bouncer let us right through with a nod when we walked toward him, totally bypassing the line, then Caleb led me to the bar. He stood behind me with his hands on my hips, asking, “What's your pleasure, Sweets?”
I hummed, thinking of about a million ways for him to pleasure me in a split second, then coughed before saying, “Patron, if they carry it. Shots, not mixed.”
Caleb laughed, then said to the male bartender, “Craig, we'll have our usual, but make it 3 glasses.”
Craig chuckled, “He already ordered it, and just told me to hand the lady whatever she wished. Guess it's a celebration night, huh?”
He inclined his head toward me, so Caleb chuckled in response, “Finally got up the balls to ask her to let me in… she took it from there. That's a story for another time, though.”
Craig laughed happily as he shook Caleb's hand, then handed him another bottle and a single glass. “This one's on me, my friend. Congratulations. We'll catch up on my break.” Caleb thanked him, then led me up a set of stairs to a posh VIP area that looked down over the dance floor.
When we walked into the area, approaching one of the two couches in a seating area, a handsome man stood while smiling widely. “Caleb, you sly dog. When you called to tell me your mate would be joining you, you never told me just how stunning of a creature she truly was.”
Caleb chuckled, shaking the man's hand, “Stop flirting, Dom. Dominic Thatcher, this stunning creature is indeed my mate, Isabella Swan. Isa, this is Dom, one of my very good friends.”
Dom held his hand out to me. With a smile and slight nod from Caleb, I took his hand while offering, “It's nice to meet you. I'm sorry, but as you must already know, you know much more of me than I do of you.”
He chuckled, turning my hand to kiss the back of it, then offered, “It's a pleasure, Isa, and under the circumstances, that's completely understandable.”
He turned with a gesture for us to make ourselves comfortable, then said, “I gather you've already been to see Craig?”
Once we sat, Caleb fixed us all a shot, saying, “Yes. This was our congratulations gift. He, of course, said he would join us while on break. I think he's as eager to find out more about Isa as you are, Dom.”
As we chatted, I found out Dom was actually the owner of the club, as well as Craig’s sire. We all had several shots, then Caleb hummed into my neck, “Will you come downstairs and dance with me, Little Minx?”
I turned to straddle his waist, then kissed his neck as I nodded, “Mm-hmm. I think you said something about watching my sweet hips move, did you not?”
Dom laughed outright as Caleb swirled my hips while blatantly staring at them, moaning, “I do believe I did, Temptress. Dom, would you like to join us?”
...CPOV...
I was extremely pleased when my sweet mate wanted to go right back to sleep after she took care of her needs, even though she had not eaten anything yet today. I would have to be sure to make her something substantial when she woke, to make up for her missed meals.
I thought awhile more about the Carlisle I thought I had known, as well as the one who apparently wasn't taking responsibility when letting humans into our world. I was confused, to say the least, and right as I decided to make that call to Peter, my phone started vibrating on the nightstand. I carefully retrieved it so that I didn't wake Isa, then saw that it was Peter who texted. I pressed the button to read:
Not the time to call, my friend. The situation isn't what you think, and the mind reader has much to answer for. Major and Ali are no longer with them. Have been here since a month after Cupcake's b-day, going out of their minds with worry for her since they were forced to leave Forks. Ali can't see her for some reason, but has been searching almost constantly. Do not call me until after Cupcake sees this text and is ready to talk to them. -P
What did that crazy vampire have up his sleeve now? Either way, I would show this text to my sleeping beauty as soon as possible, since we would need to plan out how to handle this.
I kissed Isa's shoulder and nuzzled it softly for a second, loving the feeling of actually being able to hold her after so long. I must have disturbed her, though, because she hummed, “Mmm, I love you waking me like that. Is it nine already?”
I glanced at the clock to realise it was only around 4 pm, so I whispered against her shoulder, “No, My Sweet. I'm sorry I woke you. I wasn't intending to. Feel free to snuggle back in if you wish, because it's only just 4 pm.”
She smiled against my chest, then kissed over my still heart before humming, “I'd rather you follow my naked ass into the shower, Professor. Then... after you take me against the wall, we can wash, rinse and repeat... then maybe I might be able to sweet talk you into making me serious amounts of food for my other appetite.”
The seductive tone of her voice as my little siren of a mate spoke about me taking her in the shower and repeating... Christ, it had me growling softly as I nipped at her neck. I wanted so much to sink my teeth into her flesh to mark her, that when she giggled and dashed off the bed, I stalked her every move with a growl of need.
...BPOV...
When I dashed into the bathroom from the bed, I was hoping Caleb would follow me. I wasn't disappointed when I was turning on the water, then felt him guiding me forward. There was a constant low and seriously sexy growl emanating from his chest as he wove his fingers with mine, raised them above my head, then pinned my front to the cool shower wall. I moaned as I felt his straining length press against my ass, his growl cutting off for him to say in a husky tone, “Don't make an offer like that unless you mean it, my sexy little Minx.”
I hummed as he pressed me further into the wall, nipping my neck, then moaned as he sucked on the spot. “Please, Caleb.”
He turned me and had me re-pinned to the wall with his thigh pressed against my core before I could register the movement, causing me to whimper in need as I caught sight of his sparkling obsidian eyes. “You do want me to fuck you. I can feel your sweet little pussy soaking my thigh, Isabella. It's making my need to claim and mark you even more consuming.”
I moaned while arching into him, practically begging him, “Then do it, Caleb. Please. Take me here and now... make me yours... fuck me, then mark me as your mate. I don't need gentle right now... I need to feel your desire and need for me.”
All of a sudden, Caleb's mouth crashed to mine with a growl, consuming me in a passionate kiss. He situated so that one of his hands held both of mine over my head, while the other lifted me up by my ass. He broke the kiss to catch my gaze, saying seriously, “Let me know if I become too rough.”
I panted as I nodded, then instantly cried out in pleasure as he shoved me down onto his thick length. “Fuuck! Yes, Caleb. Christ, don't stop.” He brought my hands to his hair, took a tight hold on my hips, then pulled me up and shoved me back down onto his length again, making me cry out louder as I tugged on his hair.
Caleb set a steady but deep pace, making sure to angle my hips to hit just the right spot with each thrust, my moans and cries becoming a constant plea for more or harder. My first orgasm crashed into me when his finger circled my rear entrance as he thrust into me, causing him to growl against my neck, “Fuck, Isa... so tight. That's right... cum hard for me. Do you like the feel of my finger teasing your tight little rosebud, Minx? Think of how much more pleasure I could make you feel with my tongue swirling against it while my fingers are buried deep inside your sweet pussy. Christ, I want to cum just thinking about it, Isa.”
I whimpered loudly, “More... Jesus, that's amazing. Please, Caleb.” He gave me what I asked for, pressing and circling more deeply as he thrust into me harder, which only pushed me from one orgasm right into the next.
When I came down from my high enough to focus on something other than the immense pleasure, Caleb was re-situating me so that my legs were over his forearms, his hands were holding my ass away from the wall, and he was thrusting into me in rhythm to his sexy-as-sin voice, “Mine, Isabella. My mate... my perfect match... my love... my eternity. Tell me, Isabella... tell me that you're mine.”
I cried out loudly as another orgasm came rushing at me with shocking intensity, “Yess! Yours, Caleb! Only yours!” He growled deeply as he eyed the spot over my heart, so I arched as I pulled his head to my chest.
Just as my orgasm hit, Caleb's teeth sliced cleanly into the flesh over my heart, intensifying my orgasm a thousand fold, which caused my body to tremble wildly as the most ecstatic cries were forced from deep in my chest. He swirled his tongue in the wound as his own orgasm started, his growls and moans mixing with my cries in the most beautiful symphony ever heard. We were lost in our combined pleasure for an immeasurable time, since the slightest motion seemed to extend or intensify both of our orgasms. We were completely breathless when we finally stilled.
Caleb led us to the shower seat, then got us settled so that I was straddling him, without us losing contact. We ended up clutching each other tightly while panting into each others' necks for the next few minutes, until we both finally calmed enough to speak. He was first when he asked softly, “How do you feel, Sweetheart?”
I hummed, nuzzling into his neck, then said, “You can claim and mark me any time you feel like it, especially if it's that incredible every time. Sweet hell, Caleb, there is no word in any language to describe how you just made me feel.” He chuckled softly and nipped my neck, then bent me backward to suck lightly on his new mark.
The feeling that shot through every single cell of my body at the action made me cry out, fisting my hands tightly in his hair as fresh arousal to practically flood my core. Caleb moaned, then said, “I'm sorry, My Siren, but I couldn't resist. You should know that I won't be able to resist paying special attention to my marks, though. It's instinct.”
I moaned an agreement, then chuckled breathlessly, “Just be prepared that you will end up with constant messes in your jeans once I'm able to mark you in return.” Caleb laughed, placing a soft kiss to his mark while saying, “I'm quite looking forward to it, Sweet... messes and all.”
We ended up making love tenderly, right there on the shower seat, before we got around to washing up. When we finally did, it was slow and tender like our lovemaking; I couldn't have felt more cherished. We dried each other off in the same manner, then he followed me into my closet. He smiled widely as he asked, “Isa, would you like to go out with me tonight? I am supposed to meet a friend at a club for drinks, and would like you to meet him.”
I smiled, asking, “Casual or dressy? And should you prepare your friend that you will be bringing a human?”
He kissed my lips lightly, “Casual, and yes, I will be preparing him that my human mate will finally be joining me.”
That made my smile grow exponentially as I offered, “You should be able to find something appropriate in Phil's closet, if you want, or we can stop at your house before we go. Either is fine with me. Just don't forget that I need to check in with the pack.” He agreed quickly, then said that Phil's would be fine until we could make it to his place.
I was having trouble finding something to wear, not really knowing how casual he meant, when I felt his hands settle on my hips and his lips kissing the soft spot behind my ear. “Would you like some help, Beautiful?”
I smiled, turned in his arms, then grinned when I spied the outfit he was wearing. “That looks unbelievably sexy on you. I'm kind of glad Renee gave me the wrong sizes now.”
He chuckled and said, “Me too, as long as you keep giving me that look. I definitely like that look in your eyes, as if you want to devour me whole.” I bit my lip while nodding, because that was exactly what I wanted to do. He groaned, then pulled me to him, kissing me passionately.
When the kiss ended, he let out a breath before saying, “We'd better get you dressed before I drop to my knees right here and beg you to do just that, my sexy Tigress. Did you need help finding something?”
I shook my head, half to clear it and half in answer, then said, “Not now that I know how casual you meant. I may need your help, though.” I pulled out the mottled rust orange and charcoal corset with matching thong (which kind of reminded me of a tiger), my J Brand 'Houlihan' skinny cargo black jeans, a pair of charcoal socks, as well as my Frye 'Harlow' cross-strap boots.
He groaned at what he saw in my hands when I was done, then mumbled as he followed me out to the bedroom, “Such a vixen... purely irresistible... never be able to keep my hands off of her... Jesus, is she the best kind of trouble.” I chuckled, shook my head, then started getting my thong and jeans on when I reached the bed.
Once I had gotten everything except my top and boots on, Caleb took over to get me laced into my very first corset, then dropped down in front of me to put my boots on me. He growled sexily as he took in the final picture, so I smirked, “I think if you keep giving me that reaction, I'll have to buy a lot more corsets. I didn't even buy this one until after the instructor made that comment to me.”
He nodded almost distractedly, then leaned forward to teasingly lick his very prominent mark over my heart. I moaned, then my stomach chose to growl, letting me know its needs had been put off long enough.
Caleb fixed me an amazing dinner. As I ate, he told me about a text he had received while I was sleeping from someone named Peter. The name sounded extremely familiar to me, so I asked, “Peter?”
He nodded, “Yes. Something isn't sitting well with me about them… about the way they left you. Peter would be the best one to get the information we need from, because not only is he a know-it-all, but Jasper sired him during the Southern Vampire Wars. Jasper even let Peter take his human last name after his turning, because Peter didn't remember his. That's how close they are, so if anyone would know about what happened on their side, it would be Peter.”
I nodded, understanding now, then asked, “So what did he say?”
Caleb pulled out his phone, pressed a button, then handed me his phone. After I read the text, I instantly knew why Alice couldn't see me... why she had never seen anything to do with me after they left. I had never thought about it before, but my Quileute charm bracelet was blessed by the elders. Jake said that they had put protections on it for me, but I had never thought about what. Since I never took it off, that could possibly be why Alice couldn't see me.
I handed Caleb back his phone, then said, “Not tonight... please. We'll call soon, I promise... just not tonight. Give me a day or two to get used to the idea of them wanting to see me after all this time, please.”
He came around the island, hugging me to him, “You are my first priority, Isa. If it takes you a century to feel comfortable knowing what their side of all of this is, then that's how long I'll wait to call him.” I let out a breath in relief, then was able to finish my dinner.
I chose to call the pack as soon as I was done eating, for my nightly check in. Everyone was pleased as punch to hear that I actually slept the night -as well as most of the day- away. Caleb and I were out the door soon after I hung up with them, seen as it only took me twenty minutes to run my fingers through my chunky curls, then play up my eyes and lips a bit. We chose to take his car, but I was surprised to find that his driving at vampire speed didn't make me nauseous.
I turned sideways in my seat to watch him drive, which I found out was quite sexy to witness. His movements were totally fluid, flawlessly melding from one motion to the next, and I couldn't help but become aroused. He noticed immediately, of course, choosing to slide his right hand up my inner thigh after shifting gears. I hummed at the feeling, causing him to ask in a sexy tone, “Care to tell me what has you so hot, my little Minx?”
I bit my lip, mumbling, “Watching you drive is sexy. Is that weird?”
He smirked as he shook his head, “Not at all. I found it quite arousing to watch you move around the kitchen last night, and the way you moved over me while we made love was the sexiest thing I've ever seen.”
I blushed slightly at that, then he gently squeezed my thigh as he said, “And I intend to watch those sweet hips move again while we dance tonight.”
Soon we came to a valet, but when he opened my door while offering me his hand, I shook my head and waited politely for Caleb to come around the car. He gave the valet a look as he handed him the keys, then beamed at me as he helped me out. He placed his hand on my lower back to guide me, then nuzzled into my neck while whispering just loud enough for me to hear, “I'm so damn proud of you right now, that I don't know what to do with myself, Isa.”
I smiled slightly as I whispered back, “I'm yours, Caleb. If you want to let someone else touch me casually, then you'll let me know. I'd seriously be showing some female the painful end of my fist if they touched you in front of me, so I know you must be feeling the same way.”
The bouncer let us right through with a nod when we walked toward him, totally bypassing the line, then Caleb led me to the bar. He stood behind me with his hands on my hips, asking, “What's your pleasure, Sweets?”
I hummed, thinking of about a million ways for him to pleasure me in a split second, then coughed before saying, “Patron, if they carry it. Shots, not mixed.”
Caleb laughed, then said to the male bartender, “Craig, we'll have our usual, but make it 3 glasses.”
Craig chuckled, “He already ordered it, and just told me to hand the lady whatever she wished. Guess it's a celebration night, huh?”
He inclined his head toward me, so Caleb chuckled in response, “Finally got up the balls to ask her to let me in… she took it from there. That's a story for another time, though.”
Craig laughed happily as he shook Caleb's hand, then handed him another bottle and a single glass. “This one's on me, my friend. Congratulations. We'll catch up on my break.” Caleb thanked him, then led me up a set of stairs to a posh VIP area that looked down over the dance floor.
When we walked into the area, approaching one of the two couches in a seating area, a handsome man stood while smiling widely. “Caleb, you sly dog. When you called to tell me your mate would be joining you, you never told me just how stunning of a creature she truly was.”
Caleb chuckled, shaking the man's hand, “Stop flirting, Dom. Dominic Thatcher, this stunning creature is indeed my mate, Isabella Swan. Isa, this is Dom, one of my very good friends.”
Dom held his hand out to me. With a smile and slight nod from Caleb, I took his hand while offering, “It's nice to meet you. I'm sorry, but as you must already know, you know much more of me than I do of you.”
He chuckled, turning my hand to kiss the back of it, then offered, “It's a pleasure, Isa, and under the circumstances, that's completely understandable.”
He turned with a gesture for us to make ourselves comfortable, then said, “I gather you've already been to see Craig?”
Once we sat, Caleb fixed us all a shot, saying, “Yes. This was our congratulations gift. He, of course, said he would join us while on break. I think he's as eager to find out more about Isa as you are, Dom.”
As we chatted, I found out Dom was actually the owner of the club, as well as Craig’s sire. We all had several shots, then Caleb hummed into my neck, “Will you come downstairs and dance with me, Little Minx?”
I turned to straddle his waist, then kissed his neck as I nodded, “Mm-hmm. I think you said something about watching my sweet hips move, did you not?”
Dom laughed outright as Caleb swirled my hips while blatantly staring at them, moaning, “I do believe I did, Temptress. Dom, would you like to join us?”
