Club Immortality: Lay Me Down

by Taige Crenshaw

  Looking at him as if he was crazy, Syn tried to fathom what he was thinking. She had no idea. Maybe he didn’t understand her kind. She decided to enlighten him. “You don’t want anarchy to break out. If I drop my shield, it will. It’s not a myth that Helen of Troy made men go to war in order to win her or Joan of Arc led men into battle. And let’s not forget Nefertiti who ruled Egypt and was also revered for her beauty. These are not just stories, Micah. These are my ancestors. They were all Ryian.”

  He watched her and smiled. “Trust me. Drop your shields.”

  Watching him, Syn did something she hadn’t since she’d come into her power. Dropped her shield. As it lowered, her third consciousness opened and she felt it—the sense of supernatural beings pressed all around her and under her control. Looking around again, she saw the white tiger she’d seen earlier shake his head. The Boogie man and Faery shivered. One by one, the beings in the club started to move. The men looked at her and nodded in acknowledgement while the females met her eye and grinned in recognition. Jian stopped and looked at her silently.

  Confused, Syn turned back to Micah.

  He smiled, an ageless look on his face. “Club Immortality is a safe haven and a place anyone can come and be themselves.” He gripped her closer and rubbed against the aching wetness soaking through her clothes. “Now, with you here, it will be much more.” He leaned in and with his lips almost touching hers said, “Release the humans, take the image in my head, then take us there.”

  Moaning as his lips touched hers, Syn did as he asked. She released everyone. The music swelled around them. She read his thoughts and held him close, eating at his mouth, and took them away.

  Shimmering back into form, Syn slowly let her leg slide from Micah waist. Releasing his lips, she stepped back from him. Micah’s hands trailed off her. At the loss of his touch, she felt somehow incomplete.

  It’s as if my soul has been ripped away. Syn shook off the fanciful thought.

  Turning she took in the room with its antique furniture and other decorations in the colours of amber and rust. Completing her turn, she was arrested by the humongous bed that dominated the room. It was filled with pillows in the same rich amber and orange theme.

  A flicker in the corner of her vision drew her attention. A glance to her left showed floor-to-ceiling television screens. In them, she could see the club they’d just left with people gyrating, the attached restaurant, and various other areas throughout the club.

  “Close operations Alpha,” he said from behind her.

  The screens went blank and a mirrored wall silently slid out to cover the screens. Turning to face him, she saw he’d moved across the room. He was leaning lazily against one of the posts coming out of the floor to surround the bed. His pony-tailed locks swayed gently behind him trailing over his shoulders partially covering his chest.

  Her fingers ached to grab his hair. There was an answering light in his eyes. She clenched her fist. Before they got carried away, she needed to make a few things clear. “I only mate for life. There is no such thing as divorce for my kind. We’re possessive, opinionated and used to being in charge. I’m hell to live with.”

  A smile bloomed across his face while his eyes lit with laughter. “I only want to be with you. I’m not going anywhere. I don’t share unless it’s absolutely necessary, and I want you to be committed to whatever this may bring. I don’t like to fight but if you feel the need to I’ll accommodate you, and we can enjoy making up afterward.” His smile went sensual. “I can live with hell and will give you as close to heaven as I can—in and out of the bedroom. As for being in charge…we’ll see what happens.”

  Syn’s heart sped up as he spoke, and her pussy dampened in preparation for his taking. Her voice was hoarse as she replied, “I want your word that if you ever want out you’ll make sure to hide so I’ll never be able to find you. I don’t know what I’d be capable of if you left me and I found you.”

  His look went soft then his voice echoed in the room. “I can’t promise you such a thing, Syn. It will take you time to realise the only thing that will take me from your side is death. But you will realise. Even in death, I would come back and find you.”

  She opened her mouth to speak.

  He cut her off. “Shhh… I’ll give you this vow. If you ever leave me I’ll hunt the ends of the earth for you. When I find you, I will lay you down and take you until you can’t walk, talk or even imagine ever leaving me again.” He raised a hand extending it to her. “Come lay with me Syn.”

  Am I ready for this? She wondered looking at him. If she took him up on what he was asking, it would be giving over a part of herself she had never given. Not even with Jackson. The one part of herself she kept deep inside that no one touched. Watching his impassive face, Syn went with the call of her body. She walked, step over step, swaying her hips until she was right up against him. Reaching him, she jumped up and wrapped her legs around him. Her hands sank into his hair and she pulled him to her.

  His kiss was wild and untamed. Moaning, Syn tangled her tongue with his. It was succulent, hot and delicious.

  With a mere thought, she stripped them bare. She moaned at the feel of his heated skin against her own. His cock rested against her wet open mound.

  With an agile twist, Micah turned and laid her on the edge of the bed. Sliding backward, Syn watched as Micah moved up between her spread legs. Reaching the pillows, she stopped. A gasp ripped from her as he covered her body and sank deep into her aching slit. He pumped fast and strong, hitting all of her secret places with devastating accuracy.

  Although slick from her arousal, Syn felt pleasantly stretched as he continued to stroke. It was an overwhelming sensation. She threw her head back, her eyes slamming closed as she grabbed his sweat-drenched back. Her nails sank into him as he stroked within her. His hot breath burned her face. Micah kissed along her neck and face then finally settled into her mouth. His tongue mated with hers in time with his strokes. Digging deeper, she met him on each one.

  “Micahhhh!” Syn cried as he raised her legs up, hitching them higher around his hips.

  He sank even deeper, the tip of his cock scraping her womb. It was pleasurable pain. His plunges became frenzied as he pumped harder and faster. Tightening her pussy muscles around him, she shuddered at the way his hardness filled her.

  Suddenly, he stilled. Syn whimpered and tried to get him to move.

  “Syn!” he cried. The urgency in his velvet voice made her open her eyes to look at him. His lavender eyes dripped with intensity. He started to move. Not fast. Slow and deep. Ripples of pleasure filled her. Her body was burning.

  “Yes, oh God, Micah. Please.”

  Micah continued to fill her with his slow maddening thrusts. She screamed at the intensity of it. His dark smile only added to the fire. Raising her legs higher on his back, she rotated her hips to counter his motion.

  At her movement, Micah almost went over the edge. Gritting his teeth, he held on to his control. He could feel it. They were almost there. He groaned as she contracted tightly around his penis. Her pussy walls sucked him in as she wrapped those long legs higher around him. Settling in for a hard, slow ride Micah pushed in and out of her while her keening wails of pleasure filled the air. Her tight, hot cunt gripped around him. The liquid heat of her body beckoned him closer and closer. Syn bucked and he felt her impending orgasm tighten her body. Through a haze of fire Micah saw her. Syn was burning him up. He could only hold on.

  He grabbed her hips, he tilted her slightly, sinking deeper within her honeyed centre. He felt the tightening of his sacs and pounded into her, impaling her. Syn’s fierce cries of ecstasy filled the room. Her hips rotated as she took him, giving him more. She peaked, tumbling over the fine edge of pleasure and triggered his own release. His back bowed as a roar tore from his throat as he pumped into her, riding the orgasm that held him in its grip. Suddenly, her hand flashed out and she hit him over his heart. Fire poured through his veins, burning him up. He raised h
is arms palm outward while he rode the power roaring through him as he continued to pulse inside of her.

  Her hand was on fire. Instinct took over and as Micah bowed backward with his release she hit him in the centre of his chest. He bowed back even more as his roar drowned out all sound. Tightening her legs around him she felt him pulsate inside of her setting off another orgasm.

  White lights streaked from him, hitting the walls. Intricate symbols ignited all over the walls in the room. They climbed from the ground and up the walls in colours from orange to lavender and back to amber. The symbols continued to light up and down the wall as Micah ground his hips against her aching slit. Screaming as devastating pleasure triggered a more intense orgasm, Syn grabbed onto the headboard and tightened her legs around his hips. A glowing symbol marked his chest. It matched the one covering her entire back.

  Micah’s hot seed filled her and scorched her with its touch. He collapsed on her quaking body. Pulling him close, Syn held him as he continued to quiver. Aftershocks rippled through her.

  Absently, she glanced around the room and saw the symbols were still lit. As she watched, they glistened around them. Micah shifted, and without breaking their connection. he kissed her. It was soft and loving. He pulled back and watched her, his eyes pleased.

  “What happened?” Syn asked, surprised at the raw huskiness of her voice.

  Micah laughed. “You gave Club Immortality life.”

  He lazily moved, and a cry tore from her throat, burning as a blaze of heat ripple through her. Moaning, Syn let him again sweep her under his sensual dominance.

  Chapter Three

  Slowly Syn tried to disentangle herself from Micah arms. His arms tightened around her. She stilled, waiting.

  Micah murmured and turned away from her. Silent she slid away from him and off the bed. She glanced at him, and her heart raced as she took in his masculine beauty. His locks were spread around him and partially covered his face. She bit her lip as she took in his muscular body then let her eyes trail down to his flaccid cock.

  Her body flooded with desire. Her pussy clenched with harsh need. She turned away quickly. A strong hand on her arm stopped her. She turned and looked at him. The look of hunger on Micah’s face made her heart race. The smile he gave her made her pussy spasm as if he was plunging into her. He dragged her back into the bed. Syn gasped at the silken feel of his heated skin against her. In a sensuous movement, he rolled until she was under him.

  She parted her thighs to accommodate him. A shiver raked over her as his body settled between her spread legs. Micah pressed against her, his cock rubbing along her aching slit. He ran his hands down her arms and took her hands. Following his silent urgings, she raised her hands over her head twining her fingers with his. He lowered his head and sealed his lips over hers.

  A soft whimper leaked from her lips. With a firm push of his tongue, he swept inside licking along the sides then roof of her mouth. Syn met his tongue with hers and stroked then suckled it, pulling it inside with urgency. With a growl, she set her teeth against his tongue. A wild moan came from her while Micah groaned. His hands tightened on hers. In a carnal clash of tongues they duelled. Rocking her hips, she rubbed against his hard cock, wanting him inside of her. Micah murmured and continued to eat at her mouth.

  Slowly he withdrew then looked down at her. His lavender eyes burned with heated desire. Micah sat back on his knees. Syn tried to sit up and was brought up short. She tugged against the cold metal suddenly enclosing her wrists. With a glance she took in the gold handcuffs that chained her to the headboard. Silently, she tested them again. She knew she could break them with her power yet the feel of them made her weak with wanton lust. She looked back to where Micah waited patiently. Her gaze dropped to his shaft. It stood straight out, the head glistening with his pre-cum.

  Fire raced through her as her mouth ached to taste all his hard flesh sliding along her tongue. She moaned and shifted on the soft sheets. A decadent smiled curled Micah’s lips. He reached out and positioned her, spreading her legs wider. He dropped his gaze and looked at her open pussy. Syn felt more wetness flood her. Another moan leaked out of her lips. He didn’t move just continued to look. His stillness while he just gazed at her spread cunt made her even more horny.

  In a swift movement, Micah leaned into her. He stopped a hairsbreadth above her aching slit. His eyes rolled to meet hers then he inhaled. His eyes lowered to half-mast and a groan came from him. She quivered at the eroticism of his movement. A heated burst of air hit her clit. Syn gasped and shuddered. Her eyes slammed closed as she screamed. Cream flooded out of her.

  “Look at me.” His voice was harsh.

  Her eyes snapped open at the command in his tone. Micah stared at her then blew on her nub again. The heated sensation while he looked at her sent her over the edge into an orgasm that held her in jagged claws of passion. Micah continued his slow gust of air, spurring on her release. Her pussy pulsed in sharp need, releasing more and more of her liquid desire. Her nipples ached. Sweat drenched her body as the shudders of pleasure continued to rack her.

  Micah slowly licked along her open mound, setting off even more pleasure. A scream rippled from her leaving her throat raw. With sensual devastation Micah licked, suckled and pierced into her wetness with his tongue. He spurred her release on and on. Never letting up with his sensual virtuosity.

  Hot and silken.

  Carnal and lush.

  Firm and greedy.

  He ate at her pussy with a voraciousness that kept her pleasure at a frenzied peak. Syn tried to breathe but found herself unable to get a breath. The pleasure overwhelmed all her senses. He was laying claim to her body with sensual mastery. His harsh growl vibrated against her clit then his hands grabbed her pulling her harder against his face. He thrust his tongue more urgently into her. The metal bit into her wrists as he tugged. Clenching her legs around his head, she bowed her back and ground against his tongue. Orgasms continued to pulse out of her as he ate her with greedy strokes.

  Micah’s grip tightened and Syn gasped as she suddenly felt the head of his cock pressed against her.

  “Watch,” Micah growled.

  She looked down. A moan bubbled from her lips as his cock sank into her lush wetness. Rolling her hips, she took all of him. He growled again then pumped in and out of her. He jerked her back and forth against his hard shaft. The cuffs scraped her wrist. At the harsh push of his cock wetness flooded her heated pussy. It made his passage inside slicker. His body rubbed her aching clit each time he sank home. He pumped in faster and faster.

  Syn arched her back, taking all he had to give. Her pussy tightened, sucking in his cock even more. She gripped the chains of the cuffs tightly. Using it as leverage, she pulled forward until the chains were stretched taunt. The bite of the chains only added to the sensuality of their lovemaking. She pumped in countermotion to his thrusting. Sharp talons of pleasure tore through her. She pulled forward against the cuffs even more. A whimper escaped her as the angle of his cock changed. Pleasure coated her skin with heat. Syn stretched herself further against the cuffs needing all he could give. Micah’s hard grunts of pleasure rang in her ears.

  Micah’s heart beat rapidly as he rammed into Syn. The sight of his cock being engulfed by her body set off fierce visceral need. Pumping harder, he felt her pussy clench around his shaft in greedy demand. Her orgasm washed over him drenching him with her cream.

  Putting his head back, he drove into her. Her pussy undulated against his cock. He looked up at her and watched the harsh lines of need on her face. She was breathtaking.

  She bit her lip stifling another scream. He leaned back further pulling her to him. The cuffs clanked as a scream of pleasure came for her. Increasing his movements he grunted. Her screams accompanied to each of his thrusts.

  He leaned in and kissed her. Syn sucked on his tongue hard. The sharp bite of her teeth against his tongue made him growl. The taste of blood filled his mouth. She laughed a wanton sound and licked
at his mouth. With a growl, he returned her kiss. Tightening his fingers on her hips, he increased his pumping. With an agile movement of her hips, Micah went over the edge. The tightness in his lower stomach loosened under a blast of fire. His cock pulsed with release. Syn pumped her hips urgently milking him.

  Micah pushed hard inside of her and felt her go over into another orgasm. Syn screamed and bore down hard. Her clit brushed against him. Lowering his head, Micah sucked her chocolate brown nipple into his mouth. She cried out shuddering. He sucked, changing from breast to breast while he continued to pump his hips. He ran his tongue up her breast then bit down gently. She screamed. Her pussy undulated wildly in another orgasm. Micah pumped harder. A roar ripped from him as another release caught him off guard. Engulfing him. His cock pulsated inside of her clenching pussy and her cream flowed against him, coating him in its warmth. He collapsed against her. Syn fell backward against the bed.

  On a sigh, he rolled off her then turned and gently kissed her lips. Reaching up, he unlatched the cuffs then he pulled her hands down from above her head. He took each of her hands and kissed them then put them on his chest. Pulling her into his arms, he held her. Syn relaxed against him silent.

  “Why were you leaving?”

  Syn tensed him. Patiently, he waited for her response. After sometime, she relaxed again. She looked at him as she answered.

  “I wanted to think. A lot has happened in the last twenty-four hours. I have some things to work out. “

  Micah saw the wariness in her eyes. He knew she’d expected him to get angry or try to talk her out of going. He could have reminded her of their promises to not leave each other, but he knew it wasn’t what she needed to hear. Whatever decision she made would ultimately decide their fate. He’d foreseen this moment but even so, the pain was like nothing he had expected.

  He tried to quell it as he spoke. “Will you at least let me hold you for a little while?”