Chapter 272

That night, long after the last of the guests had left for their rooms, Andrew and I returned to the presidential suite to find that the staff had decorated it in preparation for our stay.

All the décor, right down to the bed sheets, had been switched out for matching red and gold pieces. The lights had been dimmed, and candles were lit all throughout the suite. Rose petals had been scattered on the bed and in the hot tub, and bouquets had been tastefully placed at select locations.

I inhaled deeply of the vanilla scent being dispensed by the diffusers hidden behind the various dressers. I removed my train and placed it gingerly on the nearby loveseat. Suddenly, a pair of hands came to my back and started to unzip my dress.

I glimpsed over my shoulder and smiled at Andrew as he helped me with the cumbersome zipper. Of course, he would want me to remove this dress as soon as possible. Andrew grinned back at me, then lowered his head to plant a kiss on my shoulder blade.

“This dress is so beautiful, it would be a shame to rip it in our haste,” he whispered in my ear as he helped me pull the fabric down. “It’s just so hard to maintain my control with something even more gorgeous hidden underneath.”

I giggled and stepped out of my dress. Before I could reach down to pick it up, I felt Andrew’s hands unsnapping my bra. Watching the discarded undergarment fall to the floor, I tugged down my underwear and sent them flying after it.

I turned around to show my naked form to Andrew.

Andrew grinned wolfishly and licked his lips. He quickly undid his tuxedo and threw each part to the side, not caring for the state that they landed in. He soon stood nude before me, and my groin began to moisten.

Andrew closed the distance between us and tilted my chin towards his face. Our lips collided as we kissed passionately. He nibbled on my bottom lip until I opened my mouth, allowing his tongue entry.

I grabbed Andrew by the waist and dragged him back to the bed. As my legs made contact with the mattress, I collapsed onto it. Andrew carefully fell on top of me, covering my entire body his own.

Andrew kissed behind my ear, then down my neck. He brushed over my breasts, flicking out his tongue to tease each of my nipples as he passed. I gasped and gripped at the sheets, causing Andrew to chuckle slightly.

Andrew lowered his head to my stomach and kissed it reverently. Nuzzling the skin with his nose, he then moved his lips and tongue to my belly button. He stuck his tongue inside, tickling the thousands of nerve endings waiting there.

My fingers and toes curled. My groin moistened. I moaned and threw my head back, arching my stomach towards Andrew’s mouth.

Andrew smirked and firmly pressed down on my stomach.

“A little eager, aren’t we?” he teased.

I nodded and reached down to run my hand through Andrew’s hair.

“Please,” I panted, “don’t stop.”

Andrew slinked up and lowered his body onto mine once more.

“Why rush?” he whispered in my ear. “We have all night.”

He left a trail of kisses and licks down my neck. I groaned as he stopped on my collarbone and started to suck hard, determined to leave a mark.

A mark…

“Andrew,” I whispered, “mark me.”

Andrew growled deep in his throat. He lifted off of me enough to stare into my eyes.

“Are you sure?” he asked, stroking my hair.

I nodded.

“Yes. Mark me. I want to be yours, only yours, forever.”

“I want that, too,” he said, his voice deep and husky.

Andrew lowered his lips to mine. While our tongues fought for dominance, his member slipped into my groin, creating a bittersweet pain that had me grasping for the sheets.

Slowly at first, then faster and faster, Andrew pounded into me. He pulled his face away from mine, panting in rhythm with his gyrations. Suddenly, his fangs descended, and his mouth hovered over my collarbone.

My groin pulsated in sync with Andrew’s member. I panted harder and harder until I felt Susan taking control and my fangs descending. I gripped Andrew’s back and pulled him down, aligning his collarbone with my mouth.

As the warmth in my groin grew uncontrollable, I latched my fangs onto Andrew’s collarbone. I felt Andrew do the same to mine. The moment that the iron taste of blood hit my tongue, an explosive ripple tore from my groin throughout my body, and Andrew thrashed in my arms.

My eyes rolled back in my head. Blackness and stars filled my line of sight. I could scarcely breathe, and my movements were out of my control.

An eternity later—or perhaps only seconds?—the delicious sensation escaped me, and I collapsed beneath Andrew’s limp weight.

We lay tangled like that for several minutes, trying to catch our breath and feel our limbs again. When we finally unlatched ourselves from each other and rolled over onto our respective sides of the bed, it felt as though a part of me was missing.

“That was…amazing,” Andrew finally said.

I nodded, my mouth agape. I was still trying to catch my breath from the euphoria that we had just experienced.

Andrew wrapped his arm around my shoulders and pulled me close. I rested my head on his chest, and he stroked my hair.

“I wanted to thank you,” Andrew said.

I laughed.

“Thank me? For what? The sex?”

Andrew chuckled and shook his head.

“No, although that was incredible,” he replied. “I wanted to thank you for choosing me, for choosing to be with me forever.”

My cheeks flushed, and I tried to bury my face in pec.

“Andrew, you know that there was never anyone but you,” I murmured.

“It didn’t always seem like it.”

“I know, I’m sorry. I thought that I was doing what was best for the both of us…for the werewolf world.”

“I know. I’m just glad that neither of us care about that anymore.”

“Well, I care, but…I love you more.”

I looked up to see Andrew smiling, almost smugly.

“I love you more, too.”

I touched the tender spot on my collarbone where Andrew had just marked me.

“And now we have the proof for everyone to see, forever,” I said.

“Yes, we do.”

I looked around to take in the romance and splendor of the suite. I could scarcely believe that this was my life now…and that Andrew was my man now. It was like a dream that I never wanted to wake up from.

I yawned as the exhaustion from the day started to set in. Andrew tightened his hold on me and nuzzled his nose in my hair.

“Go to sleep, my love,” he said, suppressing a yawn himself. “We have all our lives to do whatever we want.”

I smiled and closed my eyes. I felt one of Andrew’s hands slide to my stomach, and I settled one of mine on top of it.

I fell asleep dreaming of my future, the one that we were finally building together—Andrew, our baby, and me.

THE END