Dreamlike State (The Magic of Black Forest Book 1) (24 page)

Quickly, we changed into our dresses. I couldn’t stop laughing. This was so exciting.

“Wow, Colleen, you were beautiful!”

“Thanks, Nat. Not as beautiful as you. Damn, Brad has good taste in clothes. That color is perfect for you and it is revealing just enough to make you want to look more. Darn it. I’m slapping the shit out of Jesse when I see him. I had to buy my own dress.”

We heard the front door open and close before Jesse shouted, “Are you ladies decent?”

When we entered the living room, I saw Bradley and Seager were having a private conversation. I scowled at Seager. I heard a slapping sound followed by Jesse yelling, “Ow! What did I do this time?”

“It’s not what you did. It’s what you didn’t do.” She pointed to Bradley then to me. “Brad picked out that dress for her. Look how beautiful it looks on her. I had to pick out my own dress…” Before Colleen could finish Jess took her in his arms and kissed her.

I couldn’t help but laugh aloud. Tears of laughter were running down my cheeks when I looked at Bradley. Though his eyes were troubled, his jaw was on the floor. He repeatedly caressed my body with his eyes, pausing at my cleavage. With the troubled look in his eyes, I could not tell if it was too revealing.

I placed my hand over my cleavage and asked, “Is it too revealing? Should I change or get something to cover it up?” When I looked back up from my cleavage, Bradley had been standing directly in front of me.

He pulled my hand away from my cleavage and said, “Not too much at all, just right.”

“Then what’s up with the troubled eyes?” I whispered into his ear.

“We’ll talk about it later. I don’t want it to spoil the evening. You look delicious. I’m not sure if I’ll make it until midnight. I may have to bring you home sooner.” His eyes burned with desire, longing to take me into the room and please me all night long.

“Whenever you’re ready to call it a night I’ll be ready, just say the word.” He dazzled me with his smile leaving me breathless.

“Oh my god! Look, Natty…” She shoved Bradley out of the way to show me a ring that Jesse made for her. The wooden ring, had the head of a grizzly bear. “We’re getting married.” She jumped up and down, spinning us round and round. I almost fell but Bradley caught us both.

“Careful, ladies, you don’t want to tear your dresses,” Bradley cautioned.

“Congrats, Coll!” I gave her a big hug and congratulated Jesse the same way. That was the first time I had ever thought about marriage. It felt like someone punched me in the gut because I knew Bradley would never marry me.

Colleen broke through my thoughts by grabbing my arm. “Come on, Nat, let’s go celebrate.”

“Yes, let's.” I had to remind myself not to sulk and ruin this night for Colleen and Jesse. That would have been very selfish of me.

Bradley sensed my mood shift so he quietly asked me about it. I just smiled and said nothing while I fidgeted with my dress.

“You do have good taste in clothes. Did you pick this out yourself? It’s really beautiful.”

“Yes, I ordered it online immediately after you ruined the dress you wore on Christmas Eve. Hmm, I guess technically you helped me pick it out.” He laughed.

“I love it. Thank you.” I leaned forward to see Colleen’s ring again. “Jess, it is a beautiful ring. Nice wood carving skills.” I complimented.

“I couldn’t have done it without Brad. He drew it up for me and I created it from there. Every time I got stumped or broke the ring, he drew up another picture or idea for me to use. Thanks, Brad, you’re the man.”

I leaned back and said, “Good job, my love.” I placed my head on his shoulder and asked, “Where are we headed to?”

Jesse replied, “First we’re going to Lee’s for dinner, then we’re going dancing.”

I froze the minute he said Lee’s. I could tell that Colleen suddenly felt nervous too. When Colleen and I got out of the truck, we eyed each other. I could tell she was worried but wouldn’t admit it.

We were just about to go in when Bradley stopped us. “One second, Jess. Ladies, what’s going on? Is there something we need to know?”

Colleen answered first, “No, why?” I just rolled my eyes. With Bradley, you never asked ‘why’. He’d have us spilling our guts in no time.

“Well the second Jess mentioned we were going to Lee’s, Natalia froze and you started fidgeting. Coll, you only fidget when you’re nervous about something. Am I right, Jess?” That was his way of including Jesse, who by the way, seemed clueless about what had transpired.

“You’re absolutely right Brad. What’s going on girls?”

“Who are you calling a girl, boy?” Colleen tried to change the subject. It was a good effort but it wasn’t going to work.

“You know exactly what he meant, Coll. Don’t even try to change the subject. Tell us what’s going on or we’re going home.” Bradley barely finished the word home when Colleen started spilling her guts. It made me laugh out loud. I’ve been on the other side of Bradley’s scolding. For a change, it wasn’t me confessing everything. And that felt good. I was just surprised she didn’t hold out longer.

“What are you laughing at, Nat?” Colleen said frustrated. She told them that Jessica stopped by, how she tied up Seager, and changed into a grizzly. The entire time she explained, I stood there with a huge grin on my face.

When Colleen finished explaining what happened, Bradley turned and glared at me. In a wrathful voice he demanded, “Is that it, Natalia?”

“Yep, except that Jessica said she was going to get Colleen back.” Too excited I ignored his scowl and added, “You should have seen Colleen. She was incredible. She stood over six feet no seven…” I reached up my hand as high as I could to show how tall she stood. “…on her hind legs, maybe even taller.” Then I turned back to Colleen. “That really sucks about your clothes. How often do you shred your clothes like that?”

“That’s enough, Natalia. Jesse could you please make sure she’s not here so that we can get the ladies something to eat.” Once again, my reaction, or lack of fear, disappointed him. It seemed like he wanted me to run away screaming. Well that isn’t going to happen. I’m stronger than that.

With no vampires in sight, other than Bradley, we had our dinner at Lee’s. I ordered another cheeseburger and fries. Our waitress worked as the bartender last night when I had dinner. Making casual conversation she said that she saw me as well as Bradley with Jessica. My chest ached when she mentioned that he was with her. He grabbed my hand and put it on the table, never letting it go. The waitress just looked down at our hands then turned and walked away.

To break the uncomfortable silence, I asked where we were going next. Bradley seemed pleased by my change of subject. Before he could respond, Jesse blurted out that we were going dancing. As soon as we were finished eating, that’s exactly what we did.

We danced all night until the ball dropped. Exactly at midnight, Bradley took me in his arms and kissed me in such a way that I practically came right there in the middle of the dance floor. Amazing, how every one of his kisses left me breathless.

“Are you ready to go home my love,” he asked.

“Yes,” I giggled.

Bradley drove back to my house so that Jesse and Colleen could make out in the back seat. I laid my head on his shoulder and the next thing I knew he was carrying me into the house and putting me in my bed. I heard him and Jesse talking about getting together tomorrow afternoon. By the time Bradley took care of Seager and came to bed, I was already naked, my dress thrown on my dresser.

I heard him laugh as he got into bed. “I was hoping to undress you myself.”

“Um,” was all I said before I fell back to sleep in his arms.

I was having the sexiest dream I had ever had. Bradley was letting me explore his body I was rubbing and stroking him. He, fighting to keep in control, was longing for more. His breathing was heavy as he growled my name…

“Natalia, be careful. It’s time for you to wake up.” I didn’t want to wake from this dream.
I
was pleasuring him and
he
was enjoying it.

“Natalia… please… you’re driving me crazy.” He was breathing heavy, like in my dream, when I finally woke. I woke up to my naked body lying across his with my hand between his legs stroking his huge stiff shaft. I let go quickly and got off of him apologizing.

“Oops. I guess I wasn’t dreaming after all.”

“No, you weren’t.”

Rolling over, face to face, he kissed my lips, cheek, and throat. When he got to my ear he whispered, “Please don’t stop.”

Without hesitating, I started again. I threw myself onto him and he instinctively threw me to the other side, angrily, “No, not that.”

“I’m not, my love, just switching sides. I’m right handed, remember?” Kissing him on his throat, I began rubbing my hand between his legs. Clueless on the subject, earlier in the week, with all my free time, I read a book on how to pleasure your man. It told you how to give him the best hand job ever.

Squeezing firmly, I stroked his shaft from top to bottom, occasionally giving his balls the attention they deserved. When it became too much for him to control himself, he grabbed my hand, threw his body on mine, and started fondling me. His grinding was rough on my body but I couldn’t stop him. I wanted him to come. He thrust his hips harder, painfully against my thigh. His eyes turned to a smoldering black. I knew he was on the edge now so I locked my fingers into his hair. Pulling with all my might, I forced his lips to mine and kissed him passionately. He pulled from me wildly exposing his neck to me and I bit him as hard as I could. He screamed my name as he thrust himself against my thigh one last time, hard. I felt his cum shoot onto my leg. He rolled onto his back trying to catch his breath. I draped my body over his and ignored the aching pain in my thigh.

Happy I couldn’t help but snicker as I asked, “Was that good?” At first when he looked at me, I was a little startled. It had been the first time I’d ever seen him look like a vampire. The hunger in his eyes, heated and intense, screamed he wanted to take me right then and there. Not willing to let this scare me, I laid my head on his chest, “I love you, Bradley.” My voice gave me away by trembling a little.

With his hand shaking uncontrollably, he placed his finger gingerly under my chin to lift my face to his. His facial expression unchanged, his smile even more devilish than before, he just stared at me wildly, seductively. He rolled us over and pinned me under him while he placed both of my hands above my head manacling them with one of his. Never taking his dark eyes from mine, he gently massaged my breasts making me long for his lips to suckle my nipples.

Lowering his lips to mine, he kissed me. Slowly, he caressed my stomach with his cold fingers, which left a path of burning fire. He pushed my legs apart and kept them open with his, and slid his middle finger inside me. I pulled my mouth from his, gasping for air. The feeling is more pleasurable than before.

He chuckled wickedly, “You like that, my love?” I did, but before I could answer, he kissed me again moving his fingers in and out more vigorously.

I tried to pull my hands from his but he wouldn’t let me go. “Please, Bradley, let me go.” He did as I asked but didn’t stop. With his lips on my throat, he continued to push his fingers deep into me. It hurt, but at the same time felt good. Too much for me to bear all at once, my breathing heavy, I said, “Bradley, please stop… wait.” I reached down and tried to stop him. “It’s too much, stop.” When he didn’t do as I asked, I grabbed the back of his head to make him look me in the eye, “Please, Bradley, you’re hurting me.”

The second his eyes met mine, his turned regretful. He stopped immediately looking down at his hand. It was if he didn’t know what he was doing. “Natalia, I’m so sorry.” He pulled his fingers out and began to turn away from me.

“Oh, no you don’t. You’re not finished yet.” We both need to finish this or he’ll never touch me again.

“No.” He said regrettably.

“Please, Bradley.” I whispered into his ear then ran my tongue down the left side of his throat to bite his neck. “Be gentle, please, Bradley. Don’t make me beg.”

We picked up where we left off and it didn’t take me long to fall over the edge. As my orgasm swept through me he started to pull from me, stopping his hand with mine, I thrust his finger deep inside, bringing me to my final climax. Out of breath, I rolled over and kissed him.

“Thank you, my love. That was wonderful.” Afterwards, I collapsed onto my back trying to slow my heartbeat, to keep it from beating right out of my chest. I couldn’t wait until we actually had sex. If foreplay was this good, I couldn’t even begin to imagine how good our sex would be. It’s funny, before Bradley I never really thought about sex. Yet, since the day I first saw him sitting across the bar, my body yearned… no screamed for his. I couldn’t wait to kiss and touch him.

It took me a few minutes to catch my breath. When I finally opened my eyes, I saw him staring at my body, his eyes full of remorse. I looked at myself and everything appeared as it did an hour ago. I felt great and couldn’t see any reason for him to be so upset.

That’s when I made a huge mistake, one that we may never recover from. I asked, “What’s the matter, Bradley?”

His eyes are softer black now yet he avoided mine regretfully saying, “I promise, Natalia, that will never happen again. I can’t believe I hurt you. Please forgive me.”