Arielle Immortal Resolve (The Immortal Rapture Series Book 8) (38 page)

Sebastian stepped closer, slid his hand about her waist, and drew her to him. Lifting her eyes she met his gaze. He raised her veil and drew her lips to his. It should've been a gentle kiss, after all they were standing in front of a crowded congregation, but it wasn't. It turned passionate and the weeklong separation made it powerful.

The priest cleared his throat, reminding them that they were still standing at the altar. Embarrassed, they pulled apart though everything inside them screamed against ending the kiss. Soft laughter and enthusiastic clapping filled the church as they turned to face the crowed.

Hand-in-hand, Sebastian and Arielle walked back up the aisle, smiling at the warm wishes from their friends and family.

Sebastian leaned close and murmured, “You look stunning. I missed you desperately and you're in deep trouble.”

Arielle blushed at his words. “I missed you, too,” she murmured.

He pulled her closer to his side. They were still breathless from the kiss.

At the reception hall, they greeted their guests as they came into the room. They had some of the most delightful moments with everyone before departing for their honeymoon.

Once in the back seat of the limo, Sebastian gave instructions to the driver. He then leaned back on the leather seat, pressed a button and closed the partition, separating the back seat from the driver. He then turned, pulled Arielle hard against him and, parting her lips with his tongue, plundered deep and hard. Their breathing increased, and her perfume of freesia dragged at his sense. His desire was barely restrained. He heard her soft sigh and drew a deep breath. Her warm breath brushed his skin, driving him crazy.

“I can’t wait to take my wife to bed, and show her how much I love her,” he chuckled.

Her gaze fell on the firm beautiful curve of his mouth and her breath hitched. “Oh! Is she waiting for you at the airport?”

With a low growl he leaned in and crushed his mouth on hers. “You're absolutely beautiful. I promise that I will take you to the moon and back, slowly and passionately,” he breathed against her lips, shifting his hand to her thigh. “You're now mine, completely mine,” he said a wicked smile on his face.

“We're going to the moon?” She feigned shock. “Don’t tell me there's a spaceship at the airport, ready for the long journey.” She was unable to wipe the grin off of her face.

Sebastian laughed out loud and dropped a kiss on her lips. “One thing I can promise you, it'll be a very long…and pleasurable journey for both of us,” he murmured seductively.

“Oh, my!” she breathed, as she read the raw hunger in his emerald eyes. He held her in his arms all the way to the airport. His private jet was on the tarmac, the pilot standing by the steps waiting for the Limo to pull up. It wasn't long before the plane took off for their final destination. Sebastian unbuckled her seatbelt, pulled her up from her seat, and led her to the bedroom. Arielle’s heart skipped several beats and her breath caught at the sizzling look in his eyes.

“Is this where you're going to take me on that long journey?” she giggled.

Sebastian rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “No, this is going to be a short stop before the long journey,” he replied. He stood behind her and slowly unbuttoned her wedding gown. He pushed it off of her shoulders and let it pool on the floor. Arielle stepped out of the dress and into his warm embrace. He set his lips on her neck, nibbling and suckling until he reached the back of her ear. His tongue circled the soft earlobe and Arielle moved suggestively against him. A low growl left his lips. He unclipped her bra and his arms came around cupping her breasts in his hands, kneading, rubbing and squeezing. His thumbs brushed across the hard nipples and Arielle whimpered. Sebastian picked her up and set her in the middle of the bed. He removed his clothes feverishly and slipped beside her. His arms wrapped around her, cupped her breasts again and tortured them for a while, before his palms moved sluggishly over her abdomen and lower until he reached the very center of her world. He slipped one finger inside as his lips trailed hot kissed across her collarbone. Arielle squirmed with anticipation, and when a second finger slipped inside the intensity was toe-curling. She cried out his name, pleasure burning deep in her core.

“What do you want, love?” he whispered against her ear.

“I want you,” she whimpered. “I missed you, Sebastian, and I need you now.”

“Patience my love. This'll be a short journey, but not that short,” he chuckled. He pushed her on her back, lowered his head and removing his fingers he claimed her center with his mouth. The pleasure was indescribable. His guttural groan set Arielle’s body on fire. Passion burned as his tongue swirled spreading heat like wildfire across every nerve in her body. Her climax was powerful and shuddering. Her heart pounded, her body trembled and she held onto him, breathless. The sensual torture continued as he took her taut nipples between his thumbs and his forefingers and squeezed, sending liquid flames through her veins.

He lifted his head and slowly moved up, covering her perfect body, setting his hot mouth on one hard nipple. He laved at it, took it between his teeth and nibbled before drawing it entirely into his hot mouth as he worshiped the other breast with his hand. Arielle moaned. Sebastian claimed her mouth in a devouring kiss. Her nails scraped his muscled back and dug deep into the planes of his shoulders as he spread her thighs. With one powerful thrust he buried himself inside of her to the hilt. He felt a frenzied orgasm brewing as her muscles tightened around him. He stilled. He was hoping he could prolong this amazing encounter.

Arielle arched her back. “What're you doing?” she whimpered.

“Please, baby, stop moving.” The expression on his face was a mix lust and torment.

“Why?”

“Because I want to prolong the pleasure for you. If you keep moving I won't be able to stop.”

Panting, Sebastian drew a few deep breaths. He was insanely in love with her, and his desire was beyond anything he'd ever felt in his five hundred plus years on this planet. He took her mouth into a scorching kiss. His tongue slipped between her lush lips and plundered the softness of her mouth with unrestrained passion, tasting and exploring. He finally moved again and soon they caught the perfect rhythm. Arielle pushed her hips against his and soon his thrusts became stronger more powerful, pushing her higher and higher and Arielle cried out with a savage groan that sent them both over the edge and they shuddered into an explosive release. They remained in each other’s arms until they reclaimed their senses. He rolled onto his back, taking her with him, resting his head on her chest.

“I love you, my Lizzy,” he murmured.

“I love you too, Darcy,” she mumbled, overtaken by exhaustion.

He set his mouth at the pulse throbbing at the base of her throat. This was his favorite spot of her body. His heart had stopped beating five hundred years ago, and her pulse had become his. She was his lifeline.

Arielle fell asleep in his warm embrace and he stayed awake watching her sleep. He was overwhelmed with passion and love. She was his wife, the woman he loved more than anything and anyone in this world. She was his to protect.

The captain’s voice brought him back from his haze. They were nearing their destination. He shook Arielle lightly and dropped a kiss on her forehead.

“Wake up, baby,” he murmured. “We’re almost there.”

Arielle blinked her eyes open. “Where is ‘almost there’?”

“You better get up and dressed, if you don’t want the captain to find us in bed,” he chuckled.

She stretched and giggled blissfully. “I want to stay here in bed with you.”

“I know, but we need to get up, love.” He pressed a soft kiss on her lips. Arielle’s arms came around his neck and she pulled him down to her, deepening the kiss. Sebastian moaned.

“What am I going to do with you?” he breathed against her lips.

“Anything you want.” She giggled and rubbed against him suggestively.

“You're becoming insatiable!” He pulled the covers off of her and covered her naked body with his. “Are you ready for another round?”

“Do you think you can handle it?”

He groaned and took her one more time with wild hunger. He trailed kisses all over her face, her breasts, and caressed every spot of her silky skin.

“Is this what our lives are going to be like from now on?” she asked giggling.

“Yes, just a bit more intense.”

“More than this?” she asked panting breathlessly.

“Trust me, much more than this. Now get up, Lazy Lizzy.”

“But I don’t want to. I want to stay here in bed with you. It is your plane after all, right?”

“This is
our
plane,” he corrected and dropped a loud kiss on her lips. “And as much as I want to stay here in bed with you, we have to get to our honeymoon destination. And furthermore, save your strength, baby, there's more to come!” He threw his head back and laughed out loud.

“Mmmmm, I like the sound of that, Darcy.”

“Get up, my lazy Lizzy,” he repeated and jumping out of bed, lifted her in his arms and walked right into the shower.

She was insatiable, as she went for a third round leaving them utterly blissful and sated.

By the time they finished dressing the pilot announced that they'd been cleared to land. They walked into the cabin, took their seats and buckled in.

“Where are we, baby?” She asked looking out of the window.

“Turtle Island in Fiji.”

“Fiji!” Arielle’s face lit up like a Christmas tree and she clapped her hands with excitement.

Sebastian burst out in happy laughter. He loved surprising her and seeing her so ecstatic of the outcome.

Chapter 22

THE HOTEL WAS NESTLED
right in the middle of a tree-covered hillside, secluded from the rest of the world. Only a painter’s hand could've brushed on canvas this piece of paradise with such warmth and skill. An ocean of flowers and exotic trees stretched for miles. The beaches were covered with soft white sand. The sun’s rays spread across an ocean of transparent water in the deepest blue. The waterfalls were majestic, as the water leaped down the sharp slopes and broke into a mist of tiny dewdrops. The endless ocean seemed to blend with the horizon. It was hard to tell where the water ended and the sky began.

Sebastian had arranged for a private bungalow on a remote beach. This was a dream honeymoon any girl would die for. They made love for hours, in the room, on the beach, in the ocean. Arielle had never been loved the way Sebastian loved her. She wasn't sure what was so different about their encounters before they were married and now, but they'd changed. They were more powerful, more intent, and more breathtaking. She walked in a haze for days, bathed in love, sated like never before.

The place had the most amazing blue lagoons, hyper-romantic atmosphere that wrapped around you like a cloak, dark–leaved jungles and sky-blue waters kissing white sugar-sand beaches.

Horseback riding through the rolling surf provided the adventure preference for Sebastian and it'd become Arielle’s as well. They spent hours upon hours walking hand-in-hand along the water and making love on the remote private silent beaches. They picnicked, as Sebastian was now familiar with the enjoyment of having a picnic by the ocean and swimming without a stitch of clothes on his body.

They swam together, explored the whole Island uncovering gorgeous and magnificent places completely hidden from the human eye.

It was in the second week of their honeymoon, and so far each day had been a magical fairytale, right out of a storybook. They were lying on the beach basking in the warmth of the sun, sated by another powerful encounter.

Sebastian lifted himself on one elbow and looked down, giving Arielle one of his smoldering glances, a smile etched on his gorgeous lips. “Have you ever seen anything so enchanting?” he murmured.

Arielle caught his gaze and chuckle. “Mmmm…I must say never.” She never thought she could feel so utterly obsessive about one man.

“Baby, I don’t mean me, I mean the place,” he said, and waved his arm in the air in a circulate motion.

Arielle
humphed
. “All I can see is you.”

Sebastian raised his brows, a predator’s look in his eyes. Her eyes dropped to his lips and her breath held. Suddenly, she threw her arms around his neck and pulled him down to her setting her mouth on his. The sensual touch of her tongue on his lips set him on fire once again. She took his bottom lip between her teeth and sucked softly.

Sebastian groaned. The feeling was exquisite, the kiss deepened and lust poured over them once again.

“What am I going to do with you?” he breathed against her lips.

She giggled and provoked him with a suggestive wiggle. She felt his need hard and eager against her abdomen.

This was going to be a honeymoon he’d never let her forget. Sebastian’s desire was stronger than anything he'd ever felt before. More powerful, more glorious than he'd ever imagined or expected to be now that she was his wife.

They watched the sunlight shimmering across the waves, slipping slowly but surely toward the end of the horizon.