Club Immortality: Lay Me Down

by Taige Crenshaw

  So many emotions from need to fear raced across her face. Syn gave a slight nod then settled against him. He pulled her closer to him. Her scent mingled with his lulled him to sleep.

  Hours later, Micah watched as Syn got dressed. As each piece of clothing covered her luscious skin, panic filled him. He had to let her go, but all he wanted was take her in his arms and back to bed. She looked at him. Blanking his face he stood from where he was sitting. He put out his hand. She watched him then stepped forward and took it. Raising their joined fingers he kissed the back of her hand. Syn shivered and leaned against him.

  “I want you.”

  Her sensuous voice made his cock throb with need.

  “I know,” Micah chuckled.

  She swatted him. She stepped back and looked down at the burnt orange halter top sundress she wore.

  “Where did you get this from?”

  He waited until she looked at him then gestured. “The club provides all you need.”

  “Really?” She raised an eyebrow.

  He took a step closer to her and once again took her hand. He cupped her face and kissed her gently then he led her out the door. He walked along the hall to the private elevator. It opened. He stepped inside and pulled Syn in with him. Silently, he waited until they got to the club level and stepped out of the elevator before speaking. They walked into the empty club. Syn pulled away from him and walked deeper into the vacant space. She explored the room then came and stopped at the centre of the dance floor. She turned and stared at him.

  “Wasn’t this different last night?” A frown was on her face.

  “Yes.” Micah smiled then explained. “When I set up Club Immortality I was going for sexy, edgy and sleek. I achieved that to some extent but now with you here the club has gained a sort of consciousness.” He waved his hand around the changed room. “The club has created a meshing of our spirits. The gold, brown and green represent both of us. There are various rooms that cater to the needs of the patrons that meet here. The club will take their deepest desires and make them reality. As we become more in sync, the club will grow with us.”

  He walked over to her then stopped right before her. He took her hand and placed it over his heart.

  “At least, it will if you decide to choose us.”

  The wariness on her face tore at his heart. He cupped her face and kissed her. Syn sighed and kissed him back. Lightly, he stroked his tongue against hers. Then he withdrew and stepped back.

  “I know you have to go.”

  She opened her mouth to speak.

  He stopped her with a fingertip on her lips. “It’s okay. I’ll be here if you return.”

  He turned and walked away. Reaching the closed doors he fought not to look back at the woman who gripped his soul. He opened the doors and went through. When he heard it close behind him, he collapsed against the wall and wrapped his arms around himself. He felt the stillness of the club and knew she was gone. He bit back the instant pain. A feeling of loss filled him. The wall came out to enfold him and he leaned into it, feeling the mourning of the club. Tears rained down his face as he prayed that she would come back to him. He wished he knew, but that he hadn’t foreseen.

  Chapter Four

  Syn had watched him leave, biting back the instinct to call him. He’d stopped before a door then went through without looking back. With a sigh, she’d turned and left the club. The doors had opened as she reached them, and she’d stepped through. She shivered remembering the phantom feel of fingers brushing her skin as she’d left and the door had closed with a thump behind her.

  Now, standing outside, she raised her face to the setting sun. The bright colours washed over her. With firm steps she walked away. Silently, she passed the other businesses in the area. Absently, she noted the Halloween decorations in the various windows. Turning the corner, she crossed the street onto the boardwalk and took in dusk as it fell over the water.

  Her thoughts raced with all she’d experienced in the last twenty-four hours. The image of Micah filled her mind—his carnal smile, the tenderness of his touch and the pain shimmering in his eyes.

  Pain he thought he’d hidden.

  She wrapped her hands around her waist as she thought of it. She didn’t want to hurt him but she needed to think. He’d let her do that. She stopped and put her hands over the railing. She looked out at the churning water.

  What are you afraid of? her inner voice asked.

  She didn’t know how to answer the question. Closing her eyes, she remembered the love in Jackson Adams eyes as he looked at her. She’d loved him, and he hurt her. The image of the hate in his eyes and scent of fear he’d later had still filled her. Syn waited for the pain she always had when she thought of him to come.

  Nothing happened.

  Tears filled her eyes. She’d released the hold he had over her. From the moment, she had left her room after such a long time she’d started to let him go.

  A sense of joy filled her. Opening her eyes, she was startled by the darkness that had fallen. With a smile she watched the moon shining across the water. Peace filled her. Laughing in joy, she twirled then stumbled back.

  The boardwalk was lined with people behind her. They stared at her as if enraptured. With a start, she realised she’d forgotten to shield. She’d never forgotten to shield her powers.

  Club Immortality is a safe haven and a place anyone can come and be themselves. Micah words vibrated in her head.

  Syn smiled. The feeling the club gave had extended outside. For the first time, she was truly comfortable with who she was. With a thought, she partially brought up her shield. The air shimmered over the people then they all looked around startled. They looked at each other. Some shrugged gave a greeting then walked away. Others walked along the boardwalk. Syn returned the greetings she received and watched them dispense.

  The press of people didn’t make her uncomfortable as it usually did. The need to shield herself from them and protect them from her thrall didn’t overcome her.

  Suddenly a sense of urgency filled her. She ran down the boardwalk. Putting on a burst of speed, she hurried down the walk then around corners. She stopped then looked up at the sign.

  Club Immortality glowed softly in the night. She walked to the door and it opened to her, allowing her to step inside. A pumping rhythm filled the club. Syn took in the mixture of different beings and humans. The room was filled with bodies flowing in sensuous dances, people talked at tables or booths. Privacy shields were up on some booths. The bar was packed with people. She looked around and glimpsed Jian dancing in the middle of the floor. Men scrambled, jockeying for position closer to her as they had last night. Jian glanced at her flashed a grin then continued to dance.

  Instinct drove her forward. Circling the outskirts of the room, she walked looking for Micah. He was leaning against the same wall where she’d first seen him, the look on his face heartbreaking. Suddenly, he tensed then glanced her way. Love shone in his lavender eyes. He straightened from the wall and held out a hand.

  Syn walked forward and put her hand in his. The music went silent for a millisecond then thrummed even louder. She felt the vibration of club go through her then it settled back into rhythm. The knowledge of the patrons went through her mind then it faded to a soft buzz of awareness.

  Micah pulled her into his body. Placing her hand over his heart, she raised her face and received his touch. Micah’s kiss was hungry and impatient. She locked her hands around him leaning against his strong chest. The sense of coming home wrapped around her.

  He withdrew and looked at her. His smile was seduction in the purest form. He leaned against the side of her face.

  “Lay me down, Syn.” His tone was darkly sensual.

  She wrapped her arms tighter around him and stepped back to the wall pulling him with her. The club embraced them, taking them away. They came out in their bedroom. Syn took his hand and led him to the bed. Gently, she undressed him. She trailed her tongue along his chest then circ
led his nipple suckling it gently into her mouth. Micah moaned. She licked across his chest to the other one giving it the same attention.

  “Lay down,” she told him.

  She watched as he moved to the bed and lay down. The look he gave her was heated and welcoming. She raised her hands behind her head and loosened the halter of her dress. The garment fell off her in a whoosh. The cool air against her skin made her shiver. With a sensuous sway of her hips, she walked over to him and straddled him. A gasp ripped from her as her aching slit touched his hard erection.

  Micah reached for her.

  “No, let me have you,” she whispered.

  His eyes darkened. He placed his hands behind his head. Her mouth watered as the muscles in his arms bugled. On a sigh, she leaned down and kissed him. His tongue clashed with hers. Syn’s body gushed with desire. Silently, she pulled away and licked along his chin. He tipped his head back and she continued down his neck. She nibbled on his Adam’s apple. Micah groaned, making it bob along her tongue. Murmuring, she continued down his neck then to chest. She licked from one side to the other then suckled his nipples greedily.

  The sensual noises Micah made drove her on. She alternated between nibbling, licking and sucking down the hard panes of his chest. She gave his stomach a sharp nip and he shuddered. His cock twitched between them, tantalising her. Not able to wait any longer, she slid down, pushing his legs apart. She settled between his spread thighs and looked at his magnificence.

  His cock stood straight up, flushed with need. The veins running along it were at sharp attention. Pre-cum glistened on the tip. Leaning down, she sucked his sacs into her mouth.

  “Shitttt,” Micah roared and jerked almost unseating her.

  Syn gripped his legs, holding him down. She rolled him in her mouth, scraping her teeth along him gently. He shivered and murmured incoherently. She licked up to the base of his cock until she reached the head. She sucked him in.

  Micah bucked, wilder and wilder. She held him taking him deeper into her mouth. The taste of his essence rolled along her tongue. It was delicious and addictive. Greedily, she sucked him fast and hard. She widened her mouth and took more of him.

  Micah pushed up into her mouth, and she relaxed her throat to take as much of him as she could. She pulled off letting her teeth rake along his cock. He quivered moaning loudly. The sounds were a sensual orchestra to her ears. She swooped down engulfing him again.

  Up and down.

  Fast then slow.

  Hard then soft.

  She took him enjoying the taste of him. She felt his shaft bulge with his need to come. Increasing her suction, she held him in her hands running her fingers along his heated shaft. In moments, he gushed with his release. Syn sucked it in with greedy gulps while she continued her ministrations. After a while, he calmed and she kissed his cock gently.

  Sitting back, she looked at him spread before her. She climbed his body and kissed him. Micah’s arms banded around her and he sucked in her tongue. He licked along her mouth. Her pussy clenched with need.

  He gripped her ass and lifted her over his revived erection. She gasped as his cock filled her. His cock impaled her leaving nothing untouched and searching for more. He pulled her forward then back against him. The friction of his cock scraped against her pussy walls and g-spot. The sensation made her vision blink out. She growled and pushed down harder against him. The sound of flesh hitting flesh filled the air.

  “Take it. Deeper.” Micah’s dark whisper vibrated against her mouth.

  Syn moaned and rolled her hips, taking more of him. With a harsh grunt, she slammed her eyes closed. Her pussy clenched around his cock. His body rubbed against her clit. His hands gripped her ass hard, pulling her back and forth in urgent demand. Her breath got harsher as she sought the release she could feel building. He growled and pushed up sharply.

  Syn screamed as her release ripped through her and pleasure raced down her spine straight to her pussy. She spasmed around his cock. Micah roared as his releases flew from him. His grip on her ass tightened as he jerked her forward again and again. Her cream slicked his passage, allowing him sink into her aching slit even more. Bending her back, Syn pushed down riding his cock. She rotated urgently, wanting more.

  Another orgasm rolled over her, taking her breath way. Her heart raced. His harsh breath against her neck created shivers of sensation. He muttered against her. His hips pumped. His cock pulsed with his continued release. Syn stiffened and arched even more as heat lanced her back. She opened her eyes and looked down. As she expected, the symbol she had put on Micah chest glowed. She knew the matching symbol on her back was also glowing. Rolling her hips, she continued to ride him.

  A burst of sound accompanied each movement of her hips. White lights circled his head and coated his skin. He moaned then arched his back. His eyes rolled back in his head and he bucked. She held him down and pumped harder and harder. His heart beat wildly. Hers raced to join it then she willed it to slow down. Micah’s slowed to match hers.

  Light continued to cover him and she watched the intricate amber coloured symbols start to lay along his skin. She hissed. The same symbols went onto her. In moments, the pain subsided and she saw the lavender symbols circled her right arm from wrist to shoulder. She glanced at Micah and saw they covered his left arm in the same way.

  Micah growled and pushed his hips up. Syn moaned and pushed forward then back. Light sparked around them as they moved in a tango of pleasure. The room lit with colours and the walls ignited with power. Syn tilted her head back and through tears she saw the symbols they both wore covering the ceiling. Undulating, she looked back at Micah and saw the tears on his face. Pleasure raced through them and a release swept them over together.

  Micah felt as if a part of his soul he hadn’t realised was missing was complete. The orgasm burst over him, leaving him weak yet strong all at once. He reached out and gripped Syn’s hips and she moved over him. She was breathtaking. The look on her face was like that of a fierce Valkyrie. She was laying claim to him. When she’d returned to him he’d been overcome with emotion. Her seduction had left him breathless. More tears burned his eyes as he looked at her.

  “Micah,” she cried.

  The clench of her pussy around his cock made his back arch with pleasure. Her hand pressed against his chest as she held her seat. Undulating her hips, she set off even more intense pleasure. Micah spread his legs wider, spreading hers. The spasms of her release mixed with his own. Her voice rose in a cacophony of pleasure.

  He looked and watched as her pussy enclosed his hard shaft. Up and down she rose, her body taking him in. Micah growled at the sight. Pumping in and out, he watched as she took his cock. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. The joining of their flesh as one. Her pussy clutched him tight milking more of his release.

  “Mine, mine, mine,” Syn growled, continuously as she impaled herself on him.

  She arched her back and rolled her hips then bore down hard, grinding against him. Micah gripped her hips and arched into her. She shuddered uncontrollably.

  “Take me Micah,” Syn screamed.

  Holding her tight, he pumped into her clutching pussy. She spasmed around his cock as another release pulsed out of him. Syn collapsed against him. His arms enclosed her and held her close. Tiny pulses of her release continued to clench his shaft. After sometime, she relaxed. She sighed nuzzling his neck.

  Syn licked the salty taste of his skin. Micah moaned softly and his grip tightened. Shifting her body, she sighed as he slipped from inside her. She inhaled, taking in their combined scents. It was heady and tantalising. Almost at once, his cock started to rise again. It brushed along her wetness. Her body quickened to have him once more. Placing a kiss along the pulse of his neck, she felt his heart race to join hers.

  “How do you feel?” she asked.

  “Really good.” Micah’s laugh rumbled.

  “Not that.” Syn swatted him and laughed with him.

  “About bec
oming immortal? I’ll have to get used to it.” A soft kiss brushed the top of her head.

  She looked up at him. His beautiful lavender eyes were ringed with amber. She didn’t need to see her own eyes to know they were now ringed with lavender. The beat of his heart was identical to hers. She felt him as part of her consciousness.

  “Did you know that I would be able to make you immortal?”

  “No.” Micah shook his head then continued. “This was even a surprise to me. I’m not sure what this will mean but we will be in it together.”

  “Together.” She placed her hand over his heart.

  She raised her head to met Micah’s kiss. It was leisurely and tender. She sighed and snuggled into him. Micah wrapped his arms around her. The sound of his heart lulled her to sleep.

  “I love you, Syn.” Micah kissed the back of her hand.

  Syn shivered at the dark promise in his tone. She wondered if she would ever get used to it.

  “I love you, Micah,” she replied.

  He smiled then touched the wall. It opened and they stepped through into the club. The music stopped then everyone turned to watch them. The thoughts of those gathered started to buzz in Syn’s head. Expectation filled their faces. She felt their needs and deepest desires. Slowly, the people’s thoughts faded to murmur. Micah made a graceful movement with his hand and the music and dancing started again. Hand in hand, they strolled around the room checking on their patrons. Learning how they could help. After all, that was the purpose of Club Immortality.

  As my mate Syn stated at the beginning of this tale before we can introduce you to our tales from Club Immortality, you needed to understand a little about us. When you open your soul, many things are possible. I found my mate, but of course there was much more that we had to overcome and we are always evolving.

  A lot of our patrons have to learn the lesson that you are only limited by your own imagination. Nothing is taboo and honesty between each other is the greatest of titillations. Now that you have had a look inside what Syn and I have, I hope you’ll join us next time as we explore a story from one of our Club Immortality patrons.