33

Charlie

Damon and I had laid there in each other's arms, just each other's company. But I couldn't help the thought running through my head. Even after all of that, I was still horny and in need. There were so many things I wanted to try and so many things I wanted to do to him. Was it wrong that I wanted to do it all now? I longer cared about the trip and the speeches. I just wanted this urge fulfilled. And I won't stop until this heat is gone.

"What's going through your mind right now?" Damon asked as I lay on his chest, and he caressed my back. "I want to try something," I whispered as I looked up at him. "Okay." He nodded, and there was a little bit of confusion in his eyes and excitement. Damon's boner hadn't gone down even the slightest bit, and I could tell that this was affecting us. I got up from the bed, and I motioned for him to sit on the edge.

I went to the closet where our clothes were and grabbed one of Damon's ties. I walked back into the room, and his eyes went wide. I don't think it was in fear but in anticipation. "Close your eyes." Damon did as told, and I used the tie as a makeshift blindfold. Damon bit his lip in anticipation as I impaired his vision.

I took a step back from him, and I just stood there staring at him. All I could hear was Damons' breath,

I could tell his hearing, and sense of touch were heightened by the blindfold that had been placed over his eyes. "Damon, are you ready?" she asked. "Yes." He whimpered out. "Yes?"

"Yes, ma'am," I smirked even though he didn't see it. That's more like it.

I walked over to him and ran my hands down his arms and chest. I made him shudder and jolt as I hand-rolled and pinched at his nipple, making him whimper before my hand moved further down the rest of her body. I moved down to his member and leveled myself with it yet again. I left him waiting for my touch for a few moments, putting his sense on overdrive before I moved forward to blow on the head of his dick, making him jolt and gasp.

I moved my hands go to his thighs, kneading lightly at the trembling muscles there, "Calm down, Damon, just relax," I cooed before wrapping a hand around his dick, pumping him a few times before I took the head into my mouth, lighting his core on fire as he let out a breathy moan and as my tongue circled playfully before I sunk my mouth onto his length.

The way Damon was whimpering at this made me chuckle. The vibrations made him throw his head back a bit as my mouth continued to work on his dick in a slow and teasing manner, my tongue pressing up against all the right nerves. The heat alone drove him crazy as he tried to roll his hips into my mouth, silently begging me to do it faster. When I gave him what he wanted, his breath increased in pace, his heart thumping away in his chest as he let out another long moan.

And as my mouth continued to drive him closer to the edge, he was getting more and more lost in the sensation, his lack of sensory making it easier for me to put him into a void of pleasure where nothing else existed, "Please, Charlie," he begged, bucking into my mouth a bit.

He was eager, and I liked that, but I wasn't giving in as quickly as this morning. I pushed him back onto the bed and straddled him again. I think this was becoming my favorite position. I grabbed Damon's hands and up to them on my breasts, and he immediately sat up and put his nipples in his mouth. He was making me bite my lip as he sloppily sucked at it while his off-hand gripped my other breast softly. My eyes watched his face as he lapped and sucked at my breasts.

I pushed him flat on the bed while he was still blindfolded. I slowly moved my exposed core over his mouth, and I grabbed his hands and set them on my thighs. "Can you feel where I'm at?" Damon nodded eagerly as I slowly set myself on top of his mouth. His tongue flicked out, and I immediately started to ride his face. I felt a sensation I had never felt before. His hands gripped my thighs even harder, pulling me down further on him. I was smothering his face, and he loved it.

I could feel myself tighten and get closer; I wanted to stop because there was so much more I wanted to do before. But I gave into my flesh and right when I was about to give in to him altogether, there was a knock at the door.

It scared us both, I jumped off and Damon sat up quickly. And tore off his blindfold. I ran across the room and threw on a robe. Damon grabbed some clothes as quickly as he could and we both tried to look as normal as possible. Whoever was knocking hadn't stopped once. That's how we knew it was urgent. Damon opened the door and there stood Layla with a smirk on her face. "What?" Damon said with a frustrated sigh. "There's been some surprise guests."

"Are you serious right now? That's why you're interrupting?" Irritation was all over Damon's face and probably mine too. "It's the elders Damon. They are here." Damon went silent and you could see his face change to worry and confusion. "The elders? Who are they?" I asked Layla. "They are the original wolves. The only wolves and lycans that have been blessed and cursed to live forever. They serve as councilmen and women, and they give guidance. Though they only show themselves when something important needs to be said or done."

"Okay them. I wouldn't worry yet Damon, we don't know if they are here for us." I tried reassuring him but the look on Layla's face showed the opposite. "So they are here for us." My heart started beating so fast, and my brain began racing. "What do they want from us?" Damon was still silent, and I was the one asking the questions. "I don't think it's bad. If it was, they would have come up here themselves. But they are waiting for you in one of the conference rooms." Layla said with an apologetic look on her face. What could they possibly want from us? I mean, we were eventually going to go back and join the conference at some point. They have to be understanding of us completing our mating...right?

Once I could snap out of my daze, I ran to the bathroom and took the quickest shower possible. Damon got in right after me and did the same. We were both running around the hotel room, looking completely crazed and deluded. We both put on our best-dressed outfits we had, and I even did my makeup. This was my first time meeting the elders, and I was hoping it would be my last.

Damon was waiting for me in the living room for me to finish. He was wearing a dark navy suit and a white button-up. He even put on his gold watch and chain. If it was for anything else, I would have jumped him; he looked so good. Maybe later. "I'm ready," I told him, pulling him out of his thoughts. He looked over at me, and his eyes trailed my body. I was wearing the nicest and most modest dress I had, though it still showed off my curves. "You look great." Damon stood and walked toward me and grabbed my hands, and pulled me to him. We stood there in each other's embrace, both of our heart rates finally coming down.

"It's going to be okay. We're okay." I said one last time as I looked into his deep blue eyes. Damon smiled at me and let out a deep breath. I could tell that calmed him down, and I was thankful for that. I, on the other hand, felt like melting into the floor. Goddess, I hope this is good news. It has to be.

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"Ah! Damon! How are you, son!" One of the elders said as we walked into the conference room. He was a tall man with an even taller beard. It was stark white and dragged on the floor. "You must be our new Queen? Charlotte, correct?" A woman came to me and pulled me into a hug. Which immediately calmed my nerves. They were so happy to see us; that must mean it was good news, right?

I was expecting more, but it was just the two of them. I thought there was a whole council of elders. Maybe this wasn't a big enough topic to get them all to come. "Please sit!" The older man said, and we did as told. I could still see the nervousness in Damons' eyes. There was no calming him because I was barely calming myself.

"Charlotte, I know you are just now meeting us; I'll go ahead and introduce myself. I'm Richard, and this is Aliria. We are two of the members of the elder's council." Richard said with a beaming smile. "Though it is unfortunate the other elders couldn't be here. They had other matters to attend to. But we also wanted to keep this as private as possible."

Oh goddess, here we go. "As you know, Aliria has certain gifts. One of them being prophecy." Richard started looking between both Damon and I. "Recently, I had a vision of you both." My heart dropped, was one of us going to die? Was everyone going to die? I guess she could see the panic in my eyes, and Aliria began to talk faster. "You both are beautiful rulers. Fair and Just. Just as we expected. But there was something that was a bit strange." Aliria said.

"It's about your firstborn daughter." My daughter? A kid? I haven't even thought about children yet is she telling me that my womb is messed up? That I can't have kids? Or are all my kids going to come out deformed? "Your daughter is cursed."

"What do you mean?" I asked her. "The moon goddess sent warning. Her sister escaped and found a way to become a Lycan and she has attached herself to your daughter."

"Wait, I'm confused?" Damon spoke, his eyes were moivng back and forth between them. "Leaves is considered the first rogue. There are stories of when the gods and goddess' way back when they were on mount Olympus. There are books if you are interested in learning more about her past and the Moon Goddess's aswell. All that to say Leaves betrayed her family, and was imprisioned by the Moon Goddess for many, many years. Somehow she escaped and sent herself down to ruin what the Moon Goddess has built. To destroy, Lycand and werewolves. She is coming to make us all rogue and betray our instinct to serve the Moon Goddess." Aliria finished and I was still just as confused.

"Right, and she has found a way to come down right? And she is becoming the Lycan of my daughter? A daughter that we don't even have yet? How is that possible?" Damon spoke up and looked at me. "Well, problem solved. If me having a daughter means the potential destruction of us all then that means..." As the thought crossed my head I immediately started to cry. I could get pregenent but teh chance of having a girl would be too great. The only choice we had was to never have children.

"We can find away around it right?" Damon asked as he could see the sadness in my eyes. "I don't think there is a way around it Charlotte."

That's when my heart broke. I wasn't even considering children at the time, but it was something that I wanted eventually. I didn't even try to stop the tears at this point. The heartbreak I felt was so painful. Not only would it be selfish to have a child that could hurt our pack. But it would be selfish to have the baby knowing that she could never live a normal life.

"I'm sorry, if something got caught in translation, it's not a matter of if you have this child. It's when." Richard spoke up and I pull myself away from Damon's chest and looked at them confused. "What do you mean when?" There's no way this could be a possiblity already. We just mated for the first time last night. There's no way it could be this quick.

"This is crazy, there's no way I'm pregnant already. Don't you have to wait weeks afterwards? To even-" I was so lost for words, there was no way they were telling me that I was already with child. "How would you even kow this already?" Damon asked them. "I can feel it, they are forming."

"Then we take care of it. I will not have this baby. She will be cursed. And I can't bring my baby. My daughter into this world if she is going to be miserable." I yelled at them. I didn't mean to but it just slipped out. I could tell they weren't upset with my outburst. Nor did I care if they would. "Charlotte, you are pregnant with twins. And we can't know the gender of the until later and by that time it would be too soon."

Twins?

Twins?

I'm pregnant...

My daughter...

She's cursed...

And there's nothing I can do about it.

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