by Becky Wilde
“Oh, Nik. We have family of Guardian Angels watching over us. I know we will always be safe, because they are looking out for us. When do I get to meet your vampire friends?” Meg asked with curiosity.
“Well, they only come to visit about every fifty years or so,” Nik replied.
“Really? I'll be too old to enjoy meeting them by then,” Megan stated disappointedly.
“Do you remember when I told you we age differently to humans?” Nik asked.
“Yes.”
“Well, you will probably still look the same as you do today, in fifty years time,” Nik stated.
“Oh my goodness. How long is a werewolf's life span?”
“A few hundred years,” Nik replied with a grin, as he saw astonishment cross Megan's face.
“Cut the cake. Cut the cake,” pack members began to chant, as the music ended their dance.
Nik lead Megan over to the patio where a three tiered cake was set up on an elegant stand. Megan took the ribbon wrapped hilt of the knife in her hand and Nik enveloped her small hand in his own. They made the first cut into the cake as flashes from cameras flew around them. Harry took over and set about slicing the cake and putting the slices on plates, as the caterers handed them out.
The Trinity Pack members watched as Nik fed a bite of cake to Megan and then Megan fed Nik a bite from the same piece of cake. They roared and hooted out their delight.
Nik decided he had waited long enough for his wife and scooped her up into his arms. As he carried her away from the crowd, amidst ribald comments and cat calls, he looked down into her eyes as he took hurried steps through the house. When they were in his bedroom, he kicked the door closed behind him and locked it. He carried her towards the bed and slid her down the length of his body. He gazed deeply into her eyes as he held her face gently between his large, warm hands.
Nik devoured her mouth with his as he removed her dress from her sexy body. He slid his tongue into her mouth, sparred with hers until they were both panting for breath. Nik pulled back and took in the sight of his mate, his wife, standing before him in a small pair of white lace panties. He picked her up in his arms and lowered her to the bed. He kept his eyes on her as he began to remove his own clothes.
He watched her eyes travel the length of his body, hesitate when she got to his hard cock and widen when she saw his size.
“Oh Nik, you are so handsome. I love the way your muscles ripple beneath your skin when you move, and your cock. Oh my, your huge!”
“Don't be afraid Megan, I will never hurt you.
You've taken me before. We were made for each other sweetheart,” Nik replied as he crawled onto the bed and covered her body with his own.
He took her mouth with a carnal hunger, flaming the embers of their desire into a raging inferno. He removed his mouth from hers and licked his way down to her breasts. He sucked one of her aroused peaks into his mouth while he pinched the other between his thumb and index finger. When he had her arching up into him and sobbing in her throat, he slid down her body, spread her legs wide and placed his mouth on her hot wet pussy.
He licked over her clit, swirling his tongue around and over her in decreasing circles, pleasuring her sensitive bundle of nerves. He pushed a finger into her body and slid it over her G-spot until she was rocking her hips up to him in a timeless rhythm. Nik pushed in another finger, pumping them in and out her cunt as he lapped at her clit. He felt the warning ripples of her flesh and increased the pace of his thrusting fingers, harder, faster, deeper. He growled on her flesh as her muscles clamped down hard onto his embedded digits as she climaxed, gushing out her pleasure to cover his hand. He licked up all her sweet juices and then climbed up over her.
Nik thrust his cock into Megan's pussy with one powerful surge as he swallowed her cries of pleasure with his mouth. He held her hips in his hands and pounded in and out of her flesh, making sure to hit her sweet spot, time and again. He removed his mouth from hers, bent his head and sucked one of her nipples into his depths. The sound of their flesh slapping together echoed throughout the room, heightening their arousal. Nik felt the warning tingle at the base of his spine, sat up between Meg's thighs, keeping his hips rocking into hers, licked one of his fingers and began to massage her clit.
One, two thrust more, and Meg screamed out her release, her muscles rippling along his hard length, massaging and clamping down on his cock. Nik threw back his head as he grasped Meg's hips, plunged one more time into her body, and howled out his release, his body shaking and quaking with pleasure. When the last spasms dwindled, he slumped down over Meg as he tried to find the strength to move. He groaned as he rolled to his side, taking Megan with him so they were lying face to face.
“Welcome to the rest of your life, my love,” Nik stated.
Megan didn't get to reply as he took her mouth with his, a sweet slow display of the love he felt for his mate, his wife. She had the rest of her life to talk to her husband, her mate. Now was no longer the time for talking. She felt Nik's cock hardening once more within her body, and moaned with delight as he began to move.