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“Let’s do it right this time,” he purred. “After all, it’s still your wedding night.”
I beamed, and he stood up, offering me his hand. With seemingly impossible strength, he gripped it and pulled me up in one, swift motion, and I stood there, tottering, the blood rushing to my head, before he took my hand in his and led me up the stairs.
In the room, he unzipped my dress, and turned me, span me in the moonlight creeping through the window. Before I knew it, I was on the bed, and Alex was covering me, over the top of me. We rolled over, and I delighted at being on top of him, cradled and yet possessive in his arms, showing him that he was mine. I reached down and undid his suit pants, and he slipped out of them a little so I could rest my hand on his groin, feel his desire poking through the fabric of his underwear.
Next came his shirt, and in the silver light, I counted and kissed each of the strong muscles on his bare chest, while my hands slipped over his back.
“I’m ready,” I told him, and took his hand, letting him feel how wet I was through my panties.
He laid me down, and I opened my legs for him, resting them on the bed, astonished as I always was at how small my body felt in his arms, and yet how strong he was, how broad his shoulders were. At how physically prepared I was for him to take me.
I felt the head of Alex’s erect cock pressing against me, and I knew this time it was going to be easy, as he slipped inside of me and I arched my back, moaning loudly, feeling my nails dig into the back of his neck a little where I held him. Alex rested his elbows beside me, supporting his weight with ease, allowing me to control how much of him I received as he thrust gently, slowly.
Rolling his hips, Alex eased every part of his large manhood inside of my body, and I yelped a little, wilder now, stirred back to life by the sheer force of his body.
“You’re mine,” he said.
“And you’re mine,” I said.
I saw the look of sudden confusion in his eye, and then an understanding spread across his face, framed by the silky, soft light from outside. “I am,” he told me.
Alex began to go faster, and I began to hear myself cry out, even as my lips were pressed to his beck and shoulders, kissing him, encouraging him.
“Fuck me,” I said, in that crude, primitive way I knew would bring on his darkest urges, and he responded in kind, pinning me to the bed, his thumbs stroking my wrists even as he began to go harder. Something about that, the meeting point of the gentlest and the roughest feelings, made me clench my legs. And then I felt myself coming to climax, astonished at how quickly the feelings had come on. Like my body had been waiting to see whether Alex wanted me too, before telling me what it wanted. For without him, there was nothing to want at all, and I thought about that as I leaned back, my neck lying on the soft mattress of the bed as he fucked me, until we came together in the dark, and flooded with him, with his heat, I tightened my legs around him as Alex sated himself, with sharp, piercing cries of desire which rang through the empty house.
He rolled off of me and before I knew it, I was wrapped up in his arms, and he was kissing my cheeks, my lips.
“You’re amazing,” he said.
“So are you,” I replied, and we lay there in the silence, until I felt my eyes closing and my breathing go soft, and the strangest, craziest, most awful, most wonderful day of my life came to a wonderful end.
Or so I thought.
***
That night, I woke up, startled, as if from a dream. Then I turned and saw Alex next to me, and knew it was all real, every moment of it. And I felt like I was soaring away from the world and into the night sky outside our bedroom window.
I got up and went downstairs to the kitchen for a glass of water. As I stood at the sink, filling my glass, I looked up and down over the pale moonlight resting on the surface of the lake.
My eyes traced the tree-line for a moment, and then I was startled by a dark shape moving by the surface of the water and off, down the hill. I blinked, and peered again. Was it just some foliage rustling in the breeze? A wild animal, perhaps? But it looked big.
I watched the lake for a few minutes, but there was nothing. The surface of the water was still.
I went back to bed.
Chapter 20
Alex
Inthemorning,Iawoke in the soft sheets of the four-poster bed. I turned and watched the smooth curve of Lola’s shoulder down to her slim waist. I listened to her soft breathing, and for the first time in weeks, I realized I’d woken up calm and relaxed. Sleep had been impossible for the past few weeks, a restless rolling schedule of nightmares and anxiety. But here, in the lake-house, I felt peaceful, and for a while, I listened to Lola’s breathing while the sun rose and the room turned from blue to burnished orange.
I got up and got dressed in a rough, cable-knit sweater and a pair of ripped jeans I found in the chest of drawers. I went downstairs and got into the car.
The town of Gemini was ten minutes’ drive from the house, and though O’Rourke had told me not to see anyone or do anything, I already knew I wasn’t going to listen to his advice. It was impossible. How could I hole up in the lake-house for days, without doing something, without moving? I might be feeling lighter today, but I still wanted to take my mind offThe Blue Orchid.
I got some things at the market and the grocery store, and drove back. On my way, I called the sailing club from the hands-free headset in the car.
“Good morning,” I said, keeping my eyes on the narrow, winding road leading back up to the lakehouse. “This is Alex Lowe speaking.”
