Spell Checked (14 page)

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Gemma had one of the servants bring Beck a formal invitation for dinner that night.  Meredith planned the meal for them with the kitchen staff and Aidan made sure Beck stuck to the plan.  This would be a romantic dinner for two and everyone would give them the space they needed to ensure Mae’s success.  Beck would not turn her down again…at least not tonight.

Gemma fixed Mae’s hair, this time leaving it down in long, soft curls.  Her dress fit better than last time, most likely from losing a couple of pounds due to stress.  She borrowed Gemma’s four inch-heels again since they were sexier than anything she had.  Instead of a Goth hooker, this time Mae looked like a very sexy woman.  Unlike the mousey girl Beck first met, he would see the confident woman that faced her in the mirror as she sprayed herself with the perfume Beck bought her in Waterford.

Mae made her way to the dining room where Beck was already waiting for her arrival.  He was dressed in a black suit with a white shirt; to Mae, he never looked as handsome as he did at this moment.

"You look beautiful," he said, drawing her hand to his lips and kissing it.

"I'm glad you like.  You’re looking quite handsome yourself," she replied as he pulled her chair out for her.

The table had been decorated with flowers, crystal candleholders, and lots of glassware.  Beck took the seat across from her and started to examine all the trinkets on the table.  “It looks like our friends thought of everything.”

Mae leaned across the table to be closer as she spoke, “I confess most of this was my idea.  We have some unfinished business to take care of and I enlisted the help of our friends."

"Well I am glad you did.  I have not been able to get my mind off you.  More than once I have wanted nothing more than to make love to you."

"And when was that?" she inquired.  “Because, as far as I see it you’ve spent a lot of our time together pushing me away.”

"Let me see…in the car right after we left Waterford, in the tub, then on the counter and when you fixed my telecom equipment; all that tech talk of yours made me want to just throw you down on the beanbag chair and fuck the hell out of you.  And today before lunch, you were on my lap and I would have ripped your clothes off if your growling stomach had not stopped me,” he laughed.

"Well I wish you would have.  Truly Beck I appreciate a good fuck as well as the next person," she cajoled.

"And tonight I plan to take care of that.  No more games Mae, I promise."

The food arrived all at once, appetizers, main course, dessert, and bottles of wine left on the table.  It was the staff’s way of saying that they would be left undisturbed for the rest of the evening.  Just as they were starting dessert, Beck walked around the table to pour Mae another glass of wine.  He inhaled the scent of her perfume, the one that started the whole cat and mouse game.  Placing the bottle down on the table, he began to kiss the back of her neck.

Suddenly, he pushed everything on the table to the side, knocking over bottles, glasses and vases.  None of it mattered as he picked Mae up and placed her on the table.  His mouth covered hers, as they kissed with urgency.  Soon he moved down to her neck, then the tops of her breast, which were already pushed up to the edge of the dress top and barely covered her nipples to begin with.  Mae could feel his hands hiking the skirt of the dress up to her waist as he moved her to the edge of the table.

He kissed the inside of her thigh leaving a trail to her already wet panties.   Moving them aside, Mae moaned in anticipation of what would come next.  His tongue rolled across her private parts as her pleasure continued to build.  She could feel his fangs pressing against the most sensitive part of her core in erotic ecstasy and she raised her hips to meet him, screaming his name.  Then he stopped dead in his tracks.

“What the fuck, Beck?  I know you just didn’t stop!” she yelled, wrapping her legs around his waist in an effort to keep him from backing away.

Putting his finger over her lips to shush her from an impending rant, he threw Mae over his shoulder and he carried her out of the dining room, up the stairs, and into his room.  He put her down at the foot of the bed.  Mae started to undo the buttons on his shirt but it was taking too long, so she just tore his shirt open to remove it.  Beck was fumbling with the laces of the dress trying to undo them.  All of a sudden, he just ripped the back apart, allowing the dress to fall to the floor.  Mae stood there in front of him, still in the four-inch heels, black lace panties, and the push-up bra from hell.  He was completely naked and her heart skipped a beat at his perfection.  Beck removed her bra as they kissed, his hand kneading her bare breast as she dropped her panties to the floor.  The heels would stay; Mae felt they commanded a certain respect now that she had decided to take charge.

She gently pushed him back as they continued to kiss with an uncontrollable fury, until he reached the edge of the bed.  Her last push was not so gentle, but she wanted him to know she was in control now as he fell back on the bed and she crawled on top of him.  He was hard under her, but she was not quite ready to get down to business.  She just rubbed herself against his stiffness, but would not allow him entry.  She leaned over and nibbled on his neck, fighting the urge to bite him then moving her tongue up to his ear where she tugged at it with her teeth.

“How are you going to stop me now?” she whispered, as he put his hands on her hips trying to control the situation.

He tried to roll her over so he could gain entry, but to his amazement she was as strong as he was.  “We’ll do this, but on my terms, not his,” she thought to herself as she calculated her next move.

Mae grabbed his nipples and squeezed as she commanded, “I want you to beg me, Beck.  What makes you think you are worthy of my attention?” she asked, pinching his nipple harder to emphasize the sharpness of her words, while still rubbing against him.

“Good lord woman!  I am about to explode already, PLEASE….” he pleaded.

She kissed him hard, biting his bottom lip as she eased herself just high enough to allow him entry.

They continued until they were both sated and Mae finally allowed him to roll her over onto her back.  He moved her hair out of her face and gently kissed her.

“That was the best sex I have ever had!” he said, his fangs showing as he caught his breath.

“Why are your fangs out?” she asked, knowing he could not feed from her.

“I am fighting the uncontrollable urge to drink from you,” he answered, getting hard once more.

 Mae wrapped her legs around him and whispered.  “It’s your turn.”

~~~***~~~

The sun was coming up as they finally fell slept in each other’s arms, exhausted from trying to make up for all the previous lost opportunities.  A few hours later, they could hear whispers at the door as they started to stir.

“Knock on the door already, Aidan,” Gemma said softly.

“What if they’re busy, if you know what I mean?” Aidan whispered back.

“I know exactly what you mean.  Nevertheless, by the state of the dining room table this morning I would say they are probably starving,” Gemma laughed quietly.

“No kidding!  I have never seen anything like that and frankly, I didn’t think those two had it in them.”

Mae slipped on one of Beck’s shirts and crawled back in bed next to him as he yelled, “Alright you two, come in already!”

Gemma and Aidan entered with trays in their hands.

“We brought lunch,” Gemma said, walking over to Mae’s side of the bed and handed her the tray.

“I thought you two hated each other?” Mae said, surprised by their current cooperation with each other.

“We do, but we called a truce when it comes down to mutually helping our stubborn friends,” Aidan replied, bringing Beck his tray.

Meredith soon showed up and joined them.

“Alright you two, time to get it moving.  Beck, work has been calling all morning for you and Mae has lessons to learn,” Meredith commanded.

“Mere you are such a kill-joy sometimes.  Mae, I guess that means we are done playing hooky, the teacher has caught us,” Beck replied playfully.

~~~***~~~

Once again, Mae was out on the patio learning how to be a good witch.  This time Gemma would sit in on her lesson with Aidan teaching.  Meredith was helped Beck get caught up with paperwork.

“Today we will practice with plants for a few minutes as a refresher, then move onto energy walls,” Aidan announced in a pedantic voice.

He had already started a vine in the pot.  The objective was to make it grow and bend to her will.  Using what she learned yesterday, she grew the vine and willed it to wrap around Gemma, securely holding her friend in place.  Afterwards, she made it unwrap from around her and coil in the pot in the shape of a bunny.

“Nice touch there, Mae, I like the whole bunny thing.  Now let us move on to energy walls.  When you want to form a wall, you need to think in terms of dimensions.  The higher, longer and thicker the wall, the more energy it requires.  I want you to put a wall between you and me.  For now, build it brick by brick quickly.”

“How big?” she asked.

“Any size you want just remember the rules, the bigger it is, the more energy it takes.”

“Okay, I’m done.”

“Let’s see what we have here.”  He said, sensing the energy parameters of the wall.

“Not bad, Mae.  If you want it to last longer, make the energy in the same space denser.  Try it again, this time make it last longer.”

“Done,” she said quickly.  “What is the purpose of making walls?”   She could not see its practicalities.

“We use walls in many ways.  They are good for diverting danger away from us and although we can’t charm a vampire, a wall will stop them.  If you lay it flat, you can make a bridge, and it can even be used as a shield.”

“Does it have to be solid?”

“I honestly don’t know,” Aidan replied, pondering the possibility.

“I’m going to make a rubber wall and let you test it,” she said, thinking of energy in the form of rubber.

When Mae was done, Aidan checked it out by running into it, which was not the smartest thing to do.  He bounced off it like a vertical trampoline and landed on his ass.  Gemma and Mae became hysterical with laughter.

“Ouch…Way to spell check me.  I would say yes, you can make a rubber wall!  You are going to have to teach me that one,” Aidan answered rubbing his backside. “It is easy for us to sense a wall but that was not so defined.  It could really come in handy.”

“Are you okay, Aidan?” Mae laughed.  “And what do you mean by spell checked?”

Aidan got up off the ground and dusted the grass off his pants.  “Spell checked is what we call getting surprised by an undetectable spell.”

“Can you make a wall with parameters to allow certain people in while keeping others out?” Mae asked.

“Yes, but we call that a veil instead of a wall.  You want to try it?”

“Yes…What’s the trick?”

“Everyone has a different energy to them; you noticed that when you spoke telepathically.  This time you want to map that energy signature and add it to the energy wall.  Try mapping Gemma, then make the veil similar to a wall just thinner, like a curtain.  Normally, you would set a veil in a doorway to allow only those you want in.  But for now, just make it about door size.”

“So, Gemma should be able to pass but not you…right?” Mae asked, concentrating on Gemma’s energy and adding it to the thin curtain.

Gemma was able to walk through easily and Aidan was unable to go through.  It made Mae happy that she could finally learn to do magic and it was easier than she thought.

“Now we are going to play the wall game.  I am going to go out to the tree line and you need to stop me from getting to the patio by using walls.”

Aidan was at the tree line when Gemma yelled, “Go!”  He made a mad dash towards the patio.  Mae started throwing walls in front of him.  The first ones were small and he jumped right over them.  She started to go bigger but it took to much lead time to create, so the next ones were tall and slender, which Aidan just went around.  Just as he was about to step on to the patio, she made a large rubber wall in front of him.  Aidan bounced right off it back onto the grass and Mae threw her hands up in victory.

“Well played, Mae.  Now could you please help me up?  I think I cracked a rib,” Aidan moaned.

Gemma and Mae helped him into the living room and laid him on the couch.

“Mae, I need you to get Meredith for me; she is with Beck in his computer room,” Aidan labored to say.

Mae ran to Beck’s computer room, throwing open the door.  Beck was at his desk and Meredith was at a table, organizing papers.

Out of breath and half panicked, Mae relayed Aidan’s message to them. “Meredith, Aidan needs you!  I think I broke his rib and he is having trouble breathing.”

She dropped everything she was doing and raced down the hallway to where Aidan lay on the couch, with Beck right behind her.

She placed her hand over his ribs to access the damage.  “Aidan, your rib is broken and has punctured your lung.  Beck, I need you to bewitch him or this is going to be very painful.  Mae I need your help.”   Meredith was spouting orders like a general.

Beck bewitched his friend, resulting in Aidan lying still but out of pain.  The damage must have been extensive, judging by the worry on Meredith’s brow.

“Mae, remember how you made the tree grow?  I need you to repair Aidan’s rib the same way, think about the bone cells and mend them.  As soon as you move the bone, I need to mend his lung before it collapses.  Let me know when you are ready.”  Meredith knew she only had a little time to repair his lung.

“Okay now!”  Mae tugged on his rib using energy.  When it was finally back where it belonged, she concentrated on growing the bones to fuse together.  She noticed other cracked ribs so she repaired those as well, knitting the cells until they were one again.  She noticed all the tiny, burst capillaries around the break, leaking blood to the skin’s surface and making the area swell up.  Mae had always loved anatomy and now she felt comfortable with it.  Her magic flowed like blood to reconnect the cells, drawing the pools of blood under his skin and absorbing it back into the veins.  She could feel Meredith’s energy around her, encouraging her newly found talent.  Soon they were done and Aidan was asleep and breathing regularly.

Beck was pacing behind the couch, waiting to hear word on his friend’s condition.  “How is he?”

“He is going to be okay, I fixed the hole in his lung and Mae fixed his ribs and bleeding.  Mae, I think you have found your witch’s calling.”  Meredith looked at her with a sense of pride.

“I kind of surprised myself too.  It all felt so natural, I could see the cells like they were right in front of me,” she explained.

“Well I can honestly say you have a gift for healing and I think I would like to spend more time on that rather than nature, now that I know.”

Beck sighed, relieved that Aidan would be okay.  Then he started worrying about the bewitchment he placed on his friend. “Ladies, I think we are going to have a problem when Aidan wakes up, especially now that he has managed to piss off every woman in this house.”  Beck laughed, knowing this was going to be a long night if they did not come up with a plan.

They all just stood there looking at each other when Gemma spoke up, “I’ll do it,” she sighed.  “But you are going to have to bewitch me too and I’ll spend the night at the cottage with Aidan.  I don’t want the whole house knowing our business,” she said, looking at Beck.

“I suppose I owe you at least that much,” he laughed in agreement.

“Gemma, you don’t have to do this,” Mae interjected.

“Mae, it’s okay.  I know Aidan and I are not good at being a couple.  However, I could never complain about the sex, especially the night I was bewitched.  This time I don’t mind taking one for the team,” she explained.

Beck looked at Meredith and asked, “Do you think he is healed enough to let him loose in the cottage with Gemma for the rest of the evening, both bewitched?”

“I don’t think it will be a problem, but I will monitor him one more time at the cottage before we leave him there for the evening.  We should also see about having some dinner and snacks brought as well.  They will not want to be disturbed later,” Meredith added.

“By the way Mae, how in the world did you break Aidan’s rib playing a simple children’s game?” Beck inquired.

Mae was a bit embarrassed but she told him anyway.  “I made a rubber wall and he bounced right off it.”

Everyone in the room started to laugh.  It was a shame that it was at the expense of the poor man laid out on the couch, still under the spell.  Hopefully the night would make up for that, giving Gemma at least one last tumble before she left for home.