We last read Chapter 47, in which the redeemed werewolf anti-heroine Carla Rosenblood a.k.a. Nightclaw brings her mate and one true love Jet to the Death Riders' Den in order to get him acquainted with both the new surroundings and her three main lieutenants; Eviscerator, Goretooth, and Gray Maw. After introducing them to Jet—and vice versa—she slinks away momentarily, leaving the other four werewolves to mingle.
Jet inquires as to Gray Maw's partial blindness, to which he replies that it was caused by hunters. When Jet alludes to him and Nightclaw having taken down a rather notorious cell of hunters led by Dwayne Vargas in the past, the lieutenant Eviscerator notes that they already know, due to having been part of the Order in the past prior to Nightclaw's official return to Romania. He goes on to say that the Riders loved Nightclaw so much that they ultimately respected her wishes, idling in the shadows and biding their time while she was away serving the Paragons and going on other adventures with those close to her. Then, when Jet questions the lieutenants as to the use of the phrase "deliver us" when it comes to them viewing Nightclaw as their one true alpha, Nightclaw herself coolly cuts in, stating that she'll be seen for the leader she is and that everyone needs to prepare themselves. Then, after rallying the Death Riders to her side, the outer walls of the cavern light up, revealing thousands of frenzied werewolf loyalists all already rooting for her.
As Jet, Eviscerator, Goretooth, Gray Maw, and the rest of the Death Riders look on, Nightclaw begins her speech by apologizing for her brash actions and ambitions back when she first met the pack. She then states that she should've been content to build up what she already had rather than taking more.....and to that end, she resolves to train the Death Riders to become just as much of a formidable force of vigilante werewolves as the Order of Blood is, ending her rally by exclaiming that they will no longer be mindless killing machines, instead bringing peace to the country of Romania together. The cheers of the Death Riders reverberate throughout the cavernous system, and the chapter ended with her jumping down from her perch to meet her mate Jet before leading him off to a private side chamber to enjoy each other's company in celebration of their victory.....away from all of the regular hustle and bustle of her lieutenants and any of her other werewolf loyalists.
This time, the vampires Lily Ladair and Theo Ladair celebrate the mission's victory in their own rather risqué way, before making thorough plans to commemorate the next phase of their marriage......
-POV: Lily Ladair-
-Ladair Castle, Vermillion Enclave, Transylvania-
It's about a couple of hours before the official crack of dawn at this point.....and for reference, I've just helped quite a few friends of mine to defend an entire encampment of werewolves and redeem one of the Paragons themselves just earlier this same night! I know......how wondrous are my husband and I?
After we cleared out from the Order encampment, my newly married love Theo Ladair and I returned back to the Vermillion Enclave. You know.....that formerly secluded kingdom of vampires nestled in the woods of Transylvania? Yeah. Anyway, my dear Theo is currently chilling at the side of his bed in his room, grasping his electric guitar and tirelessly trying to come up with the correct chords for his latest musical composition. No doubt the rest of the Ladair royal family is going to be ecstatic about it whenever it gets done, but for the time being.....
.....I have some more risqué plans in mind.
"Wait, was that chord supposed to be an A.....major or minor......?" Theo mutters restlessly from the side of his mattress. "Or.....or was it an A7 instead, and I'm already going about this all wrong? Ugh! This is bogus!"
Thankfully, I, Lily Ladair, arrive just outside of my secret husband's bedroom at exactly the right moment, to help him put his anxiousness aside for the time being.....if you know what I mean.
Yes, I did say "secret". Our marriage was under wraps, remember? No one knows except for us, The Viper, and that Reverend? Yeah. And as far as Theo and I are concerned, it's going to stay that way for as long as we can manage.
I knock on Theo's bedroom door three times rather softly.....but of course, he can still hear me.
"Theo! It's me!" I call. "I want to come in!"
Theo immediately notices the voice as mine—as he should—and cheerfully looks to the still-closed door with a smile.
"Yeah, for sure!" he replies. "Come on down, little L!"
I open the door and grant myself entry......and then I turn back around, close the door, and lock it almost immediately.
"Okay! I finally got Mom, Dad, Mavis, and Garson to fall asleep," I report matter-of-factly as I turn back to face Theo and remove my open black suit top from my outfit, tossing it on the back of the chair belonging to Theo's nearby small office setup. I also unfix the silenced pistol and flute from my waist and gently set them down on the appropriate table as well. "Turns out my flute music is quite irresistible under the proper circumstances."
Don't worry.....I still have a fitted yellow short-sleeved T-shirt underneath the suit top. I've also got leopard-print leggings, white shoes, and the same deathly pale skin and twin fangs that all the other vampires have. My hair's also in a thick single braid that's swept over my left shoulder.....but I have a feeling it won't stay that way for long.
Once I look the way I want to look, I go back to fixing my eyes on Theo, placing my hands on my hips.
"Well? We're the only two members of the royal family who are still up now," I tempt. "And we just got done with yet another crushing victory......"
Theo already knows what I'm getting at, and I can see him smiling mischievously. But he's also still trying to play dumb—or "half-dumb", I guess—because he wants me to actively spell out my desires towards him.
He knows me so well.....because that is exactly what I love doing.
"Oh, little L....." Theo taunts. "Gosh, I think I know what you want the both of us to do, but, like......my brain's a major pile of goo at the moment after everything that's happened tonight, and it's moving at roughly the speed of a debilitated vampire low on blood. Perhaps if you gave me a hint, I might be able to catch on to your little drift!"
I chuckle and roll my eyes, keeping my hands on my hips.
"I want us to go at it with each other," I answer. "To crash against each other's forms. To experience the ultimate physical pleasure there can be between people like us."
Theo still pretends to not get it.....but unlike most instances of this situation, I actually enjoy it. It means that I get to make everything crystal clear to him, unquestionably and undeniably.
"Well, that could mean a lot of things, L," he teases. "You could be challenging me to a bumper car contest, a session of playing around with toy trains, getting vigorous rubs at the masseur in the city....."
"I want to have sex with you, you blockhead!" I finally exclaim with an alluring expression on my face, my hungry and lusting eyes firmly trained on my husband. "And I don't want either of us to hold anything back!"
Oh, and before anyone gets mad, it's totally fine; me insulting him is something he's actually completely chill with. As a matter of fact, I think it actually gets him going just a little bit more. I guess there really are people in the world who just have a thing for that.
Whatever. It just makes us an even better pairing than otherwise.
Theo shoots me an equally risqué and naughty smile as he unslings his electric guitar from his shoulder and momentarily gets up from the side of his mattress, moving to go put it in a position where it's leaning against the other side of the bed from where he and I just were.
"Oh, gosh......well, why didn't you just say so?" Theo taunts again to me as he returns. "You know it takes me a while to catch on to your......wishes."
It doesn't. It actually doesn't. But he pretends that it does. And I wouldn't trade that behavior for the world.
"But I guess we could," he continues. "You did quite a good job at the encampment tonight."
I beam. "Of course. As did you."
We initially just start off with a loving embrace, but it soon turns more involved and sensual as we start running our hands up and down each other's forms. His hands start out near the rear of my neck before slowly running down my back, taking his sweet time as he takes in every last curve on my body. My eyes widen momentarily as his hands seize my ass—weakly sheathed by my leopard-print leggings—but it soon transitions into a rather dirty and inviting look instead as I glance up at him.
At the same time he's doing that, I'm also admiring his form. Everything from his core, to his spine, to his chest.....to his pack. It's currently shielded underneath his black suit right now, but God.....it already feels so hard, firm, and heavenly. We're basically up against each other, so he can feel just how wet I am through my leggings......all while I can also feel how hard his length is through his pants as well.
I push myself away from him momentarily—much to his brief confusion—but clarity returns to him once he realizes that I'm looking down at his projecting length, which his suit's pants are clearly failing to conceal.
"That's all for me, I take it?" I ask Theo teasingly, glancing up at him and batting my eyelids. "It better be."
"Of course it is, my vibrant Lily pad," he tells me with an endearing smile. "Every last inch."
I bite my lower lip, and decide that it's time to take things to the next level.
I lunge forward and force Theo back-first onto his bed, though we both still remain mostly clothed......for now. Barring my already-discarded black suit top, obviously.
I mostly focus on thoroughly grinding and pressing my body up against his, tightly gripping my hands against the mattress's surface to steady myself. All the while, I'm giving him intense wet kisses and allowing my tongue to explore every last square inch of his mouth's insides. While I'm doing that, Theo is openly welcoming every last bit of me, while also using his own hands to explore my upper back and my shoulder blades, before going down to my waist, hips, and finally my ass again.
God, his touch feels so good. And I just know he feels the same about mine, too.
I pull my lips away from his and scoot down towards his pointed bulge, wordlessly commanding him—with my eyes—to unzip his pants and reveal just how much he pines for me. He obeys, exposing his fleshy and stiff length right before my eyes.
And then I suddenly grab it with my right hand.....and it's just as hard and firm as I imagined it'd be.
When my hand seizes Theo's length, he lets out a slight groan and tilts his head back.
"Mmm......you like that?" I tease naughtily before slowly pumping my right hand up and down on Theo's manhood to start out. "Yeah.....I know you do."
After a few pumps, though, I decide to jump to the next phase.
"You know what?" I say. "I feel something."
"Y.....yeah, Lily pad?" Theo responds, his voice brimming with pleasure. "What.....what do you feel?"
I look at him and grin. "I feel like it's getting hot in here."
His head perks up and looks at me with a surprised expression.....and then I swiftly remove my fitted yellow short-sleeved T-shirt from my body and throw it aside, exposing my shapely chest and stomach for my husband. But I'm not done; I also kick off my white shoes from my feet, slowly peel off my white socks, and practically tear off my leopard-print leggings, with my underwear being the last thing to go.
I've fully bared myself to him......and soon, he sees it fit to do the same for me.
He starts disengaging his black suit from himself little by little, going through everything from his long tie to his inner long-sleeved buttoned down shirt to his black suit top, revealing his absolutely chiseled core and heavenly body to me. He undoes the top button on his black pants and slides them fully downward, while also taking his boxers along with them and kicking his shiny shoes off of his feet. Once he's almost completely naked—save for his socks—he lets me do the honors for him, something I didn't give him the pleasure of doing to me.
We're now both completely stripped naked, with every last square inch of our natural forms vulnerable and bared towards each other. I then proceed to straddle Theo's body—which is still back-first on his bed—and gently seat myself such that the crack of my ass slides in perfectly with his hard and erect length.
I feel like I'm right where I'm destined to be in this moment. Like a queen sitting on her throne.
And Theo doesn't dare resist me, as he shouldn't.
Then, without any warning, I just begin pumping. Bouncing up and down repeatedly on Theo's hard and firm manhood, sending a steady stream of wave after wave of pleasure coursing through both of our bodies. I lean back slightly and reach backwards with both of my arms, once again digging them into the mattress's soft surface to steady myself.....
.....and the first moan escapes my lips.
"Th.....Theo....." I mutter, barely unable to say anything besides his name as my pleasure keeps rising. "I......ohhh....."
"Ugh....." Theo groans. "Keep going, Lily pad.....just.....just flex....."
And I do so.
I ride him like a cowgirl, but I switch partway through from my ass to my clit purely for the different experience.
It just keeps going. Longer, faster, until.....
......we both stop—or rather, I stop—just as I sense that both of us are on the verge of ecstasy.
Theo looks visibly agitated. "Oh, what? Come on, Lily pad, that's totally bogus! I was just about to—"
"Nuh-uh-uh," I say, waving my finger in front of his face like he's someone who's just misbehaved in front of me. "We're not done!"
I then reposition myself such that I'm in a seated position looking away from him.....and then I slide my ass right on top of his hard length again and start bouncing rigorously once more. Overcome with pleasure, Theo pushes himself up from a back-first position and instead forces me on my hands and knees, breathing and panting very heavily as he rises to a kneeling position and actively begins thrusting himself into me harder than he ever has.
I moan his name in elevating pleasure, and he moans mine as well.
His length jostles around the insides of my ass, and the insides of my ass welcome him quite openly.
With every thorough thrust, Theo brings me closer and closer to the brink, and it becomes increasingly clear that I can't take much more.
"Theo....." I cry out, my breathing staggered from pure glee and joy. "I.....I love you....."
"Oh, Lily pad....." Theo murmurs. "You have no idea how happy I am to finally be yours. For so long, I've had to hide away my true feelings for you, but now, I don't have to. So now you're going to get every—" Thrust. "—single—" Thrust. "—inch."
Thrust.
That's it. I can't take it anymore. I don't even want Theo to pull out. No.....I want him to stay in.
"TH.....THEO!"
And I just explode.
I erupt in the orgasm of the century, with the feeling overwhelming my entire body with unparalleled bliss and release as I let out the most relieved and pleasured set of grunts and moans that I've ever had the courtesy of grunting or moaning in my entire life. Just behind me, I also hear Theo letting out the sexiest sound of a lifetime as he reaches his climax, too, his cock rhythmically pumping and pulsing cum into my body and finally filling me to the brim with his dripping wet promises.
Then, he finally pulls out of me and falls back to a back-first position on the mattress, sighing and breathing slowly and deeply.....while I slump forward somewhat ahead of him, doing the same.
"You know......I could've pulled out for you," Theo suggests between breaths. "Squirted you in the face instead, maybe."
But I look over my left shoulder at him and shake my head. "Nope. Having you fill my snatch just feels so much better."
"Does this mean you're going to get pregnant?" Theo speculates. "Oh, shoot......how are we going to keep that a secret from the rest of the family?"
I chuckle. "You let me worry about that. For now.....let's just take solace in the fact that all we have right now is each other."
I then turn my body completely around such that I'm lying on my chest and stomach looking up at him, and then I climb up so that I'm directly to Theo's righthand side, with both of us looking lovingly into each other's eyes.
Then, we both warmly kiss on the lips one more time before falling asleep.
However, we end up not being able to sleep for the entire day, and soon, we're up once again.
But this time, my husband Theo Ladair—fully clothed again, as am I—is sitting on the lefthand side of his bed's mattress, with an active black laptop with red highlights sitting on his laps. I'm currently sitting to his righthand side, looking over at his screen intently and offering him advice whenever possible.
And what are we doing?
Why, trying to plan the perfect location for our secret honeymoon, after all! Every secret wedding's gotta have a secret honeymoon after the fact, don't they?
"Hey!" Theo remarks to me. "This looks cool! What about if we arrange for a four-day trip to the Bahamas? There'd be beaches, a marina, lively nightlife, casinos....."
I shrug. "That's certainly one option. Not exactly one that tickles my fancy, though. Got anything else?"
"What about London? Westminster Abbey could be one of the centerpieces; it has a lot of Gothic architecture!"
He navigates to a website for it, just like how we were just viewing a website on the Bahamas. On this website are a few other links leading to extra descriptors on activities for tourists, but on the current page lies mostly just photos.
"I'd say that the key is to feel like we're away from home," I comment, smirking and folding my arms. "Maybe the third time's the charm?"
"I already had a third idea lined up, actually! Buckle up, 'cause your brain is bound to liquefy itself into goo and shoot out of your deathly pale pores like streams of scrambled eggs! BEHOLD!"
And then, he shows me a webpage for......Romania.
The country we usually call home anyway.
But even though I'm initially flustered, Theo points out to me that he's actually talking about the fabled Bran Castle of Romania. Yes, that Bran Castle. The alleged home and abode of Bram Stoker's Dracula himself.
"Oh, my gosh!" I squeal. "Vampires visiting the home of another vampire? Please tell me they offer tours inside!"
"I'm not sure yet," Theo answers. "But even if they don't, nothing's stopping us from just sliding in after hours and checking the place out ourselves! Besides, I know that this place is a bit close to our normal pad, but that'll only make it better for keeping things secret! To everyone else, we'll just be taking care of 'personal matters' for a few days, and then be right back!"
I blink. "......THEO, YOU'RE A GENIUS!"
He has to cover my mouth with his right hand at this, so I can avoid waking up our parents, siblings, and in-law.
Thankfully, I take the hint, and I gently lower his hand from my mouth before speaking in a much softer tone.
"Yeah!" I say, almost whispering. "I can get with this! Let's see what else we can find, then start making the itinerary!"
"Yeah, I knew you'd be on board, Lily pad!" Theo cheers. "This'll be the best secret honeymoon ever!"
"You can say that again!"
After that, Theo and I do some further info digging on the website, going over the ins and outs of everything to do at Bran Castle and the immediate areas beyond.
This'll be the honeymoon to remember.....and one that no one but us needs to know.