Time flew by, and before I knew it: I found myself in the middle of the ocean.
Waking up in Angelus� arms was something I cherished with every fibre of my being. Looking up at him as he slept, I couldn�t help smiling. Usually when I smiled, he�d smile back in his sleep, or wake up and initiate another endless round of love-making that would end with another period of sleep for both of us. The days together were spent making love, sleeping in each other�s arms, and making love again, only to repeat the process again and again.
Not a bad way to live.
Towards the seventh day at sea, I spotted land during one of my few trips to the private decks of the suite I shared with Angelus. I had no idea where we were. Geography had never been a strong point for me, along with history, so my sense of direction was pretty limited to left and right.
Entering the suite, I wandered back into the bedroom where Angelus was sleeping. I walked as quietly as possible to the bed until I stood over Angelus. I leaned down, intending to press a tender kiss to his forehead, only to find myself grabbed and flipped underneath the strong body of my lover. I smiled and responded to the passionate kiss, allowing myself to drift away with Angelus in this mindless haze of lust that constantly surrounded us.
He surprised me by releasing the kiss and smirking. �What part of �light sleeper� do you still not understand, lover?�
I smiled and answered, �why.�
�I need to keep an eye on some�Precious things,� he answered, nuzzling his head into my neck and licking over my skin.
I giggled, and then remembered why I came in. �Oh! Angelus, I can see land!�
�Good for you, darling. Now what colour are my eyes?� he laughed at his own sarcasm.
I hit him playfully, not intending any actual threat. �I mean I can actually see land in the distance. Where are we going? Can�t I know yet?�
He sighed, as if taking a long time to debate the answer in his mind. �I suppose I should tell you. After all�You should have the right to know.� He frowned and then shrugged, �oh well. Rights be damned. I want it to be a surprise.�
�Oh, no!� I wined. �Please? I want to know.�
�I know, Darling. But if I tell you, the element of surprise will be gone. And I so enjoy watching you when you�re surprised,� he kissed my chin.
�So take a picture at my next birthday,� I suggested. �Please tell me?� I gave him my best puppy-dog expression, and he laughed and shook his head. �Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please?�
He sighed and then smiled wryly up at me, �well if you�re going to torture me like that, lover�Fine. I�ll tell you.� He rolled us so that I was settled on his waist. I felt his arousal, and couldn�t help grinning. It took him two seconds to rid me of my robe, and with one thrust, he moved inside of me. We both gasped at the feeling of complete and utter content Rightness that we felt when we were joined like this.
Words were lost as Angelus pounded upwards into me, making me shriek his name with every thrust of his hips. His fingers pinched and rolled my nipples, intensifying everything I was feeling between my legs. Oh he was driving me insane with want!
Licking over my lips, he continued laying kisses down my chin, my neck, to my collarbone. Another thrust, and I felt pleasure increasing again. My fingers slid over the muscles of his back, touching and caressing every inch of skin that I could reach. There was no way I could ever get enough of him. I knew that now. I knew that when I first met him.
It was just the truth.
His lips travelled up to my neck, and he began paying specific attention to my jugular vein; licking and kissing it like it was the tastiest part of my body. It confused me that he hadn�t once tried to bite me. I was starting to wonder if perhaps I wasn�t appealing to him in that manner�But of course he had to put my doubts to rest just as they rose.
I felt his face begin to change against my skin. I wasn�t even thinking as I clutched his head closer to my neck, inviting him to take a taste of me�
Take all of me.
Before piercing through the skin, he thrust once more, sending me into orgasm. He whispered in a voice I barely recognized, �I love you.�
�Angelus!� I screamed as he began to drink from me, taking shallow slips that intensified everything else I was feeling. I hit my second orgasm as the first finished, and the third hit in the middle of the second. Angelus joined me, and the feel of his cool seed shooting into me sent me into my fourth wave of pleasure. It was so easy for him to make me explode like that.
So unfair.
It dawned on me, as I blinked my eyes open, that he had stopped drinking from me. Holding me tightly to his chest as he laid on his side, he was licking the wounds on my neck. I guessed he was shutting them, savouring the taste.
�Angelus?� I tried my voice, wondering if it still worked.
�Galway,� he answered, his voice rough and husky.
�What?� I was confused. Who�s Galway? �Angelus, what are you talking about? Who�s Galway and what do they have to do with us?�
�We�re in Galway. Ireland.�
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