(Sunday - August 12th, 2001
“Oh my God!”
Liz’s mother’s outburst awakened her, and she and Max sat up in her bed just as her father joined her mother in her doorway.
“Max!” Jeff cried out. “What the hell are you doing here?”
“Mom, Dad,” Liz said, “calm down.
Nancy shook her head. “Calm down when we find you in bed with a boy.”
Liz motioned to herself. Max had only removed her shoes when he had put her to bed. “Look at us. We’re both fully dressed. We just slept.”
“Why would you think that was okay, Liz?” Jeff shook his head and turned to Max. “I know it hasn’t been long since your parents… And we let Liz stay at your house, but this is not acceptable.” He raked a hand through his hair. “We trusted you Max, we’ve welcomed you into our house and this is how you repay us. I think you and Liz should stop seeing each other for a while.”
“No!” Liz said angrily. “You can’t do that to us.”
“You still live in our house,” Jeff said getting angry. “You will live by our rules.”
“I’m eighteen, Dad!” Liz shouted. “You can’t tell me…” she trailed off as she heard Max in her mind.
Worried that the situation was getting out of control, Max spoke aloud for the first time “Mr. and Mrs. Parker, please.” He walked around the bed. “Liz and I will follow whatever rules you want to set, but don’t say we can’t see each other.”
“This isn’t up to you, Max,” Jeff said. “Since Liz started seeing you, her grades have gone down, she was out all night with you, and now we find you in bed together. We don’t think you’re good for her, Max. We’re worried about our daughter.”
Max nodded. “I’m worried about Liz too.” He turned to Liz. “I know what it’s like to lose my parents, and I don’t want you to lose yours.”
“Are you threatening us?” Nancy gasped.
Max shook his head. “Of course not. But I know if you force Liz to choose, she’ll come with me.”
“You arrogant bastard!” Jeff yelled. “Get out of my house! Don’t try to see Liz again and don’t come to the Crashdown!”
Max nodded and sat on Liz’s bed to put on his shoes. Without looking he knew Liz was slipping on her sandals.
When Liz reached for her purse, her mother spoke. “Liz you’re not going with him.”
Liz stood to her full height and looked at her parents. “Max is right. It didn’t have to be like this, but I won’t let you keep us apart.”
“But Liz,” her mother argued, “you’re not thinking this through. You’re going to live with Max? You have another year of school and what about money to live on and all of your things?”
Max touched Liz’s arm, drawing her attention. “Liz you don’t have to do this. Stay with your family and we’ll work this out.”
“No,” Liz said meeting his eyes. “We come first, no matter what.”
Max spoke in her mind. You know I love you, and more than anything I want you to live with me. I will support any decision you make, but you don’t have to make a decision right now. And I don’t want to come between you and your parents.
Liz answered him in the same way. You’re not. This was their decision. You’re my family now.
Max nodded. “Okay.” He held out his hand and Liz clasped it tightly.
Nancy started to cry. “Jeff, you can’t let them leave.”
“We can’t stop them,” Jeff said stubbornly. “Liz is an adult and she has to live with her decisions.”
Isabel went into her room and shut the door behind her. Max had just told her that Liz had left her parents and was moving in with them, and Isabel knew Khivar wouldn’t be pleased. He was still trying to convince her to stay away from Max and the others, but if she moved out it might raise questions. And Isabel knew she could help Khivar by staying close to her brother.
She pulled out the cell phone Khivar had given her and dialed his number.
“Isabel?” Khivar said. “I thought you were coming here. Why are you calling? Is something wrong?”
Isabel spoke softly so she wouldn’t be overheard. “I wanted to tell you right away, that Liz is moving in with us, with Max. Apparently Liz’s parents tried to forbid her to see Max and she left. Max invited her to stay here.”
“This is bad, Isabel,” Khivar said. “You need to leave immediately, it isn’t safe for you there. Being that close to Liz for extended periods of time could trigger a vision about you.”
“No,” Isabel said. “We both know that we have a better chance of succeeding if we have information. So far Max trusts me.”
“It’s too dangerous,” Khivar argued. “I just got you back and I don’t want to lose you again.”
“I’m staying,” Isabel said stubbornly. “We just need to hurry with the plan and then all of this will finally be over.”
Song Playing: Under Heaven’s Sky by Collective Soul
Max lay with Liz in his arms just like he had always wanted. She was his, living under his roof, sharing his bed. The only thing that would make it more perfect would be if she had his ring on her finger, but he didn’t want to rush her.
They had just made love but they were careful not to push too much power into each other. The two hour orgasm had been amazing but they were both worried about the fact that they had lost track of so much time. It would be disastrous if the Skins attacked and they were so wrapped up in each other that they didn’t even notice.
As Max’s breathing returned to normal he stroked Liz’s forehead. “That amount of power was good. We didn’t lose any time.”
Liz nodded. “We should keep gradually increasing the amount of power until we do start to lose time. Then we’ll know what is dangerous.”
Max nodded. “Any other side effects? Visions?”
“Not any visions,” Liz said, “but I could see the dreams you’ve been having and the connection with your son.” She hugged him tighter. “I’m so sorry Max. I know how much this is hurting you not to be able to do anything for him.”
“The dreams and visions are getting worse,” Max said. “I think it’s sharing power that’s doing it. Like it’s making them more clear.”
“Then we’ll stop sharing power,” Liz said, touching his face gently. “I don’t want you to have to be in pain.”
Max shook his head. “This is important, we both feel that. The power is changing us and that needs to happen. And I need to know what my son is going through.”
Max could feel Liz’s sorrow through their bond, and while she was worried about him and his son, Max also knew she was upset about what happened with her parents.
He kissed her forehead. “Liz I’m really sorry about the fight with your parents. I’ll understand if you just want to stay here tonight and then go back to them and straighten things out. Tomorrow we can go talk to your parents together and I’m sure we can make them see…”
Liz looked up into his face and placed her hand on his lips, cutting him off. “No Max. I meant what I said. You are my family. I hope that someday my parents will understand, but you are more important to me than anything else.”
Max nodded. “But while you’re at work you could try and talk to them,” he suggested.
“You think I still have a job?” Liz asked incredulously.
“I don’t know,” Max admitted. “I guess I just assumed.”
“I don’t know either,” Liz said. “I guess I’ll just show up for my shift tomorrow and see what happens.”
Max kissed the top of her head. “Well we have plenty of money, it’s not like you need to work.”
“What else would I do?” Liz asked. “Stay home and cook dinner for you?”
Max paused in mock consideration. “That doesn’t sound bad,” he teased.
Liz swatted at his chest laughing.
“But seriously,” Max said. “School is only a couple of weeks away, and until then I thought I could take some time off and we could make our room like you want it. It’s kind of small for two people but I can use my powers to open the wall into the guestroom and make it twice as big. We can get a bigger bed and new furniture so you have room to put your things.”
Liz smiled. “That’s perfect Max.” She leaned up to kiss him. “But before we do that, I think we should get married.”
Max smiled and kissed her lingeringly. “There’s nothing I want more, Liz. I want to spend the rest of our lives together.” He frowned briefly, “But are you sure you want to marry me?”
Liz started to answer but he gently cut her off. “Think about it Liz. I will always be a target. The Skins, Khivar, and who knows who else will keep coming after me, and if you marry me it will put you permanently in the middle. If you marry me you will become the Queen of an alien planet, and that will make you a target too.”
Liz shook her head. “Whether we’re married or not I am in the middle of this because I love you. I would follow you anywhere Max Evans, to Antar, to hell itself, and nothing you can do would stop me. So to answer your question, yes, of course I’ll marry you. I’ll take the good with the bad and cherish every moment we have together.”
Max smiled. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you Liz, but I thank whatever power brought us together every day. I will spend the rest of my life loving you and making you happy.”
Liz smiled. “Then take me to Vegas.”
(Monday - August 13th, 2001)
“I still can’t believe that you moved in with Max,” Maria said.
Liz sighed. “I don’t want to fight with my parents but when they said Max and I couldn’t see each other, I didn’t have another choice.”
“I’m kind of surprised that your Dad let you keep your job,” Maria said. “I mean with what you said about the fight, it seems like he would fire you.”
“I thought so too,” Liz said, “but Max convinced me to come to work. He’s hoping I can patch things up with my parents since I’m here all the time working. Plus I know Max feels better when I’m here, just across the street from him, and Michael is here to protect me.”
“I’m glad they’re here to protect us too,” Maria said with a shiver.
Liz leaned in close. “There’s something else I have to tell you, and I wanted you to be the first to know.”
When Liz paused, Maria raised her eyebrows and nodded for her to continue.
“You can’t say anything,” Liz said. “My parents would freak.”
“You’re pregnant?” Maria whispered.
Liz laughed. “No, I’m not pregnant.”
“Well,” Maria said sarcastically, “with how much you and Max have been getting it on, I wouldn’t be surprised.”
Liz shook her head. “Max takes care of that. He wouldn’t let me get pregnant unless I wanted to.” She paused for a moment considering, and then Maria broke into her thoughts.
“So,” Maria said. “What’s the big news?”
Liz smiled. “Max is taking me to Vegas on Thursday. We’re getting married.”
Isabel came in the door and Khivar could see right away that she had something to tell him. “What is it Isabel?”
Isabel shook her head. “Our plan will have to wait a few more days. Max and Liz are going to Vegas to get married.”
(Friday - August 17th, 2001)
(Las Vegas, NV)
Song Playing: Two Hearts by Jennifer Avalon
Max clasped Liz’s hand as they walked along the path through the lush vegetation. “Are you sure you want to do this? I mean we just moved in together.”
Liz leaned into him. “Of course I want to. This was my idea, remember?”
Max nodded. “I just don’t want you to have any regrets. Our friends aren’t here, Maria, your parents.”
Liz smiled. “Max I don’t have any regrets. This is just for us, no one else.” She touched his face. “Will you regret not having a big wedding?”
Max shook his head. “As long as I’m marrying you, I don’t care about any of the rest.”
Liz motioned to her dress as they stopped. “Except the clothes.”
Max smiled. “I wanted you to have a real wedding, no matter how small. And I must admit that the vision I had of us getting married, kind of stuck in my mind. You looked so beautiful, so happy, and I wanted to see that in real life.”
Liz raised up on tip-toe and kissed him, but they were interrupted by someone loudly clearing their throat.
“Usually you wait until the end of the ceremony for the kiss,” the minister said with a smile. “Are you ready to begin?”
Max looked to Liz and she nodded. He smiled and turned to the minister. “We’re ready.”
They had chosen to have the ceremony in the tropical garden behind one of the large hotels. A forest of tropical plants and palm trees provided the backdrop, and there was a sea of flowers surrounding them.
They stood before the minister clasping hands. Max wore a classic tux and Liz wore a lace and satin dress that hugged her small frame to her hips, and then gently flared out into frothy masses.
“I understand that you wrote your own vows?” the minister asked.
“Yeah,” Max said, and pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to the minister.
The minister glanced at the words and nodded. “We are gathered today to join together Max and Liz in matrimony. Do you both come of your own free will to enter into this union?”
Max and Liz both nodded and answered in unison. “We do.”
“Okay,” the minister said. “And now you each recite the vows.“
Max smiled and turned to meet Liz’s eyes, holding them with his own as he solemnly spoke the words. “I take you to be my wife, my friend, my partner in life, and my one true love. I will trust you and respect you, laugh with you and cry with you, loving you faithfully through good times and bad, regardless of the obstacles we may face together. I promise to care for you and protect you, to comfort and encourage you, and always stay with you. I will cherish our union, and love you more each day than I did the day before. I give you my hand, my heart, and my love, for all eternity.”
Tears of joy pooled in both their eyes as Max spoke, and they squeezed hands.
Liz spoke the same vows, and the minister finished the ceremony.
“You have rings?”
“Yeah,” Max said. He took a small velvet box from his pocket and opened it to revel two matching wedding bands made of platinum.
Liz took Max’s hand in hers and pushed the larger ring onto his finger.
Max met her eyes smiling, as a tear rolled down his cheek. He took Liz’s small hand in his and put the smaller ring on her finger. Then he lifted her hand to his mouth, placing a kiss just above the ring.
The minister continued. “By the power vested in me by the state of Nevada, I pronounce you husband and wife.” He winked. “Now you may kiss the bride.”
Max cupped Liz’s face in his hand gently. “I love you so much Liz.”
Tears streamed down Liz’s face. “And I love you.
Liz placed her hands on his chest and their lips met in powerful kiss, and Liz gasped as she felt something inside both of them change. She swore she heard an audible sound like a click and their bond flared between them briefly and solidified.
Max felt the change too and he pulled back to look into Liz’s eyes and they both nodded with understanding. The marriage ceremony had bound them even more closely together.
“Congratulations, Mr. Evans,” the minister said shaking Max’s hand. He turned to shake Liz’s hand. “Congratulations, Mrs. Evans.
Liz looked somewhat stunned, but Max’s smile only widened. He took her in his arms, lifting her off her feet and twirled them around, kissing her again more lingeringly. “Mrs. Evans,” he said. “I like the sound of that. It means you belong to me legally.”
Liz smiled and touched his face. “And you belong to me, Mr. Evans.”
Song Playing: Angel by The Style Council
As they approached the door of the suite, Max swung Liz up into his arms.
“Max,” Liz gasped in surprise.
Max smiled. “It’s tradition.” He pressed a kiss to her lips as he used his powers to open the door and carried Liz inside. Without breaking the kiss, he shut the door and took Liz into the bedroom.
He set her on her feet and reached for the buttons on her dress, but Liz intercepted his hands.
With a smile she shook her head. “You first.”
Max nodded and started to shrug out of his jacket, but again Liz stopped him. “Allow me.”
She smoothed her hands across his chest, up to his shoulders, pushing the jacket off as she continued down his arms. Reaching his wrist, she paused to unbutton his cuff.
Max leaned in inhaling the fresh scent of her hair. He wrapped his free arm around her waist and placed a kiss on her neck.
Liz pushed at his chest, putting distance between them. “Uh-uh, I’m in charge. No touching.”
Max smiled, “Okay.”
She reached for his arm around her and unbuttoned his other cuff before moving on to the front of his shirt.
Again he leaned in nuzzling Liz’s cheek as she continued with his buttons. “Hurry Liz,” he whispered.
Liz parted his shirt and placed her hands on his stomach, causing him to flinch. She brushed her hands up his pecs, rubbing her thumbs over his nipples, before continuing to push his shirt off. She trailed her hands across the bulging muscles in his arm. “Max, I love your body. You’re so strong, you make me feel so safe.”
Max wrapped his arm around her head, grasping the back of Liz’s neck in his hand so she couldn’t escape, and took her lips in a searing kiss.
Liz kissed him back but intercepted his hand when he reached for her buttons. “Not yet.”
She opened the fastening on his pants and let them slide down his hips. The outline of his erection was clearly visible through his boxers and Liz brushed her hand over him, squeezing slightly. Carefully she pulled the elastic of his boxers away from his hard shaft and pushed the underwear down, revealing Max in all his glory.
His erection stood tall and Liz grasped him in her hand, stroking the soft skin.
“Liiizzz!” Max groaned.
With her hands to his chest, Liz pushed him back to the bed. “Sit down,” she ordered.
Max sat, kicking off his shoes and socks, and reached for Liz again, but she evaded his hands.
Slowly she undid the many small buttons on her dress, holding Max’s eyes the whole time. Then she let the frothy dress slide down her body and pool on the floor.
Max gasped as her undergarments were revealed. She was wearing a snow-white lace bra, matching panties, and thigh-highs with lace tops. And as she stood before him in her high heels Max knew she had never looked so beautiful.
Liz smiled, hearing his thoughts. Maybe I’ll have to wear this more often, she answered him the same way.
Max swallowed hard, nodding. Yeah.
Liz turned sideways and lifted her foot, putting it on the bed, showing Max the entire length of her leg. She smiled at him. “Now be a good boy and stay there.”
She removed her shoe and put her fingers into the top of her stocking, slowly pushing it down her leg, and letting it drop to the floor. And then she switched legs, disposing of the shoe and stocking the same way. Liz could feel Max’s eyes following her every move and her already damp feminine core clenched, pulsing with need. But she pushed her desire aside and concentrated on her task.
Putting her foot back on the floor, she turned her back to Max. Liz looked at him over her shoulder as she reached around and unfastened her bra. She crossed her arms over her breasts, holding the bra in place as she turned to face him. And leaning forward slightly, she let the straps slide off her shoulders, and slowly lowered her arms dropping the bra to the floor and exposing her breasts to Max’s heated gaze.
Liz smoothed her hands up her thighs to her hips and slipped two fingers under the elastic of her panties. And shimming her hips, she pushed the scrap of while lace down her legs.
Max watched her every movement greedily and when she finally stood before him completely naked, he growled, “Come here.”
Liz had seen the look in Max’s eyes many times before. It was unmistakably raw and intense. Desire. Hunger. Sex. And she loved that it was because of her, and for her.
With a smile Liz crawled up the bed toward him. Once again Max reached for her, but with a hand to his chest, Liz pushed him back as she shook her head. On her knees, she nestled between his legs and took his erection in her hands, stroking him gently. She always marveled at the contrast of the soft, velvety skin covering his rigid shaft.
As she continued to stroke him Max groaned, and Liz smiled with satisfaction. She held his eyes as she slowly bent forward and placed a kiss on his cock.
Max gasped in reaction, his whole body clenching. Liz had gone down on him before, but the sight of her mouth on his shaft always drove him wild.
Liz nuzzled Max’s velvety erection, brushing her cheeks and lips across his soft skin, occasionally stopping to kiss him. He jerked and groaned in reaction, and finally she gave him what he wanted and took the length of him into her mouth.
Max nearly exploded when Liz’s warm, wet mouth surrounded him. He gritted his teeth in concentration, trying to let his excitement diminish, but then he felt the soft touch of her tongue. He sucked in his breath, “Liz.”
She swirled her tongue around his shaft, licking it like an ice cream. So slowly she raised her head, letting her lips almost slide off before she licked the tip of his cock, and then she reversed direction, taking him deep into her mouth. Liz loved the feel of Max in her mouth and she loved how he reacted to her gentle touch.
Reaching down with one hand, she grasped his balls and rubbed them gently as she continued with her mouth. Holding his rigid shaft with her other hand, Liz increased her pace, sliding him in and out of her mouth, and was rewarded with Max’s pants and growls.
Max was rapidly reaching the limit of his control, but he didn’t want it to be over yet. “Liiiiizzz!” he groaned. “You’ve got to stop.”
Liz paused mid-stroke, with his cock still buried deep in her mouth, and looked up to meet his eyes. She swirled her tongue around him again, drawing another groan from him.
He was panting with effort not to explode, and the sight of his shaft in Liz’s mouth was almost too much. “I want to be inside you when I come.”
With a final sweep of her tongue, licking the pre-cum from his tip, Liz let Max slide out of her mouth.
Max relaxed, leaning back and taking deep breaths.
But Liz didn’t want him to relax and she straddled his legs. She kissed a line up his molded stomach, across his chiseled pecs, stopping to flick his nipples with her tongue. Continuing, she trailed her tongue up his neck and kissed his chin. She barely touched her lips to his, and drew back when he attempted to deepen the kiss.
Liz let her lower body touch his, brushing her wet lower lips over his rock-hard erection. Max gasped and Liz shivered in reaction. She had intended on teasing him some more but she was getting as desperate for their joining as he was.
She leaned down and kissed him hard, as she reached for him between her legs, leading him to her throbbing core.
Max kissed Liz, devouring her lips. He wanted to be inside her so much, and as if Liz heard his thoughts, she took the initiative and enveloped him within her velvety walls. Liz’s heat surrounded him, holding him tightly, and Max’s hips thrust up involuntarily.
He grasped her hips intending to set a fast, hard pace, to bring them both to a quick but gratifying completion. But Liz took his hands in hers, raising them above his head and wrapped them around the headboard.
She leaned in and kissed him again. “I’m in charge, remember?”
Max’s eyes were huge with urgent desire, but he nodded.
Liz smiled. “I’ve wanted to try it this way for a while,” she said, moving her hips experimentally. Max was buried deep within her, all the way to the hilt, and Liz slowly raised off him. She shuddered with reaction as the angle made Max’s cock brush against the sensitive spot inside her. And just as slowly she lowered herself down, taking all of his length into her. As she continued her slow motions, she vaguely thought that Max had never been so deep within her, and she heard an answering thought from him agreeing.
Each time Liz slowly raised off of him, Max could see his rigid shaft emerge from her core, glistening with her juices, and when she lowered herself back down, he saw himself disappear deep within her beautiful body. It was so erotic watching what was happening while experiencing the sensations, and he had to work not to explode with each of her movements.
“Liz!” he groaned, urging her to hurry.
Liz smiled, knowing she was driving them both wild. Each stroke of Max’s cock within her was brushing against the sensitive spot on her inner wall and even though she was trying to draw out her pleasure, she was building quickly to orgasm.
Max reached up to take her breasts in his hands, grazing her hard nipples with his thumbs as he pushed power into her.
Liz threw her head back, arching into his hands and crying out with pleasure. And she increased her pace, her orgasm so close.
Max grasped her hips, steadying her as their motions became frenzied. He could tell Liz was close and he took over, thrusting his hips up to meet her as she came down, impaling her with his cock. Liz moaned with each of his thrusts, her sounds of pleasure pushing him even closer to the edge. He reached down and rubbed her clit hard as he slammed into her and Liz flew apart.
The first clench of her inner walls around his shaft brought Max with her.
Liz collapsed onto him, gasping for breath, and he wrapped her in his arms. Breathing hard, Max kissed her cheek. “That was incredible.”
Liz nodded, still trying to catch her breath. “We’ll definitely have to try that again sometime.”
Max kissed her cheek again. “So Mrs. Evans, now that we’re married are you going to be this bossy all of the time?”
Liz smiled. “Would you mind?”
Taking her head in his hands, Max smiled. “Well if this is the outcome, be bossy any time you want.”
(Sunday - August 19th, 2001)
(Evans’ House – Isabel’s room)
Isabel pulled out her cell phone and dialed Khivar. “Max and Liz have just returned from Vegas,” she said softly.
“They didn’t have a very long honeymoon,” Khivar commented.
“Max didn’t think it was safe to leave us for too long,” Isabel said. “Tomorrow Max is going to work, but after that he’s taking some time off. So tomorrow will be the first time since Liz moved in with us that Max hasn’t been with her.”
“Yes,” Khivar agreed. “It could give us a perfect opportunity.”
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