In The Beginning, Chapter 97
Daniel POV
I left Charlie asleep in bed, early on New Year’s Day, the house was quiet, the staff wouldn’t be in for hours, and she needed the rest after our date night. I grabbed my phone and sent an email reminding me to plan something for next Friday, I wanted to make it a regular thing, while I could. I sighed as I put my phone aside and opened the stack of reports I had from the Delta and Epsilon, and the real reason I couldn’t plan another night alone with Charlie, at least not yet. I had made it through half the stack when I heard the bed creak, and her footsteps tip-toeing to the bathroom. I headed straight to the coffee machine and got to work on our drinks, as soon as I was done, I climbed the stairs, eager to look into her eyes and see her content smile. I had wanted to stay in the bed and watch her sleep, her head on my chest, her hand on my heart, but I needed to read everything we had compiled, and try and find pattern.
“Good morning.” She sang as I pushed the door open, making me smile.
“Good morning, how is my queen feeling today?” I asked, a little worried I had pushed her too hard last night.
“A little stiff and sore, but no worse than any other intense work out.” She grinned, stretching her muscles gently. I knew I should just trust what she was saying but I searched the link anyway, her shoulder was bothering her a little more than she was letting on, but nothing more. I let out a relieved breath. I knew I'd gone too far when she passed out in the swing.
“You should have used the colours, I didn’t realise until you-” She covered my lips with her fingers, and I saw how alarmed and confused she was, it left me speechless.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about, we used the swing... for a looong time, and then, well... and we went to sleep, what else happened?” She asked, and I realised my error.
“Drink this, and then tell me how you got out of the swing and onto the bed.” I smiled despite my guilt and tucked a loose curl behind her ear, she nuzzled into my hand sleepily as she clutched her cup, after deciding it was too hot to drink yet. She rubbed her eye with her left hand, and I had to stamp down the primal urges her bare finger invoked. She had started leaving her engagement ring and the pendant on a decorative dish on her bedside table after she caught me with the ring in her sleep, before she was used to it. Lately a pair of earrings were usually in the dish too, I had offered her diamonds, sapphires, white gold, and platinum, but she chose a pair of simple silver earrings instead and wore them nearly every day.
“Oh God! I passed out?” She groaned, simultaneously placing her cup safely on the bedside table, and hiding her face in the pillows, and I chuckled in relief.
“Yes, because you refused to use the colours.” I reprimanded.
“But I wanted to win.” She smiled; it was the same one she had given me when she pushed me to my limit the night before. She was coming down from her seventeenth, or eighteenth orgasm, even I lost count, and my cock was throbbing painfully with every moan. “Daniel?” She called, as I was readying myself to continue. She was strung up, trapped, I had my back against the headboard, and she was laid out before me, I didn’t even have to bend my neck to make her scream. “Please Daniel?” I smiled; I knew I would break her eventually. “I want you, inside me, please? Nothing feels as good as your cock. I need it, please daddy?” She moaned, and I froze. That wasn’t the game, half of me wanted to make her regret her decision, the other half wanted to dine on her honeypot until the sun came up as punishment for this little tactic. “I need it, please? Or... or if you think I'm ready...?” That’s when I snapped, taking her hard and rough, I left her in the swing, blindfolded, with a plug in her ass and begging me to fuck her, in any and every way I wanted. How could I resist? How could any man? She passed out almost immediately after, leaving me with the almost impossible task of getting her out of the swing and onto the bed and get the swing down without disturbing her. When I finally got her under the covers, she stirred, and smiled. “I win.” She whispered before sleep took her completely. “What are your plans for today?” She asked, distracting me from the memory, before picking her cup back up and taking a sip.
“I have some reports to finish reading, I should be done with pack work by the time you’re done with your training. We could order in, watch a movie?” I asked, and she smiled happily. “I’ll be waiting on the couch with the popcorn.” I teased, and she giggled, making me happy.
“Do you have to get straight back to it? Or do you have time to have a shower with me?” She asked sweetly.
“I will make time, but it’s early if you want to enjoy your coffee in bed a little longer?” I offered, while she looked dubious.
“You wouldn’t be keeping me here for some reason, would you?” She asked, and I couldn’t help laughing at her impossible cute expression.
“Just that last night was... more than your used to.” I admitted softly, letting my concern flow freely through the link.
“I’m fine!” She was playing at being frustrated with me, which was actually a relief; if she was teasing me, she really was fine. After we showered, I left Charlie to get dressed, while I went and made more coffees. I was finishing up when she wrapped her tiny arms around me, pressing her body against mine, I left the cups on the counter and turned around in her arms, wrapping her up in mine. “Thank you for the coffee.” She smiled, leaning up for a kiss, which I happily gave her. “I feel like French toast, how about you?” She asked.
“With a side of bacon?” I got way too excited, but I loved watching her in the kitchen, how she wouldn’t even notice me staring as she would get so absorbed in what she was doing.
“Do you want to go get those reports and pretend to read them while looking at my ass when I’m bending over?” She tried asking with a straight face and failing miserably.
“Would you be offended if I actually read them...” I forgot what I was saying as she bent over in a pair of jeans that made her juicy ass look biteable.
“Maybe you should go in your office? Where there are less distractions?” She asked, when she looked up and my eyes were firmly glued to her curves. I made my way to the office after a shove from Charlie, but without much hope of finding anything. I was tired of being on the defensive, we needed to strike them, or at least capture someone who knew something. Lander emailed Kasa and me with a transcript of Mia and Leif talking about what they heard, and the promise of more but only under the direction of their doctors. I had my Kappa make a list of therapists they could be completely honest with, and I was glad they were getting help, even if it meant another dead end. Mia confirmed what we expected, after Zeus takes over, and the humans die out, they planned on using us for food, most of us anyway. She also said before our men got to them, another vampire had been there, he was looking into genealogy and talked of building an army. Between that, and what Asclepius said to Charlie, it was obvious some would be used for breeding. I slammed the file shut after the image of Charlie, chained, beaten, and screaming for me flashed before my eyes for the hundredth time. I had my head in my hands, trying to think about anything else, picture anything else, but it was like the image was branded on my eyelids.
“Daniel?” Charlie’s sweet voice called, and my head shot up. She was on the other side of the desk, looking worried about me. “What’s wrong?”
”Nothing, just frustrated.” I tried to smile, but I knew she didn’t buy any of it.
“Breakfast is ready, do you want yours in here so you can keep working?” She asked, placing a hand on mine.
“No, I need a break.” I said standing, the truth was, despite our best efforts, we still had shockingly little. The only break we had felt more like a Trojan horse, Robert tracked down a hacker he knew had a connection to our world, and she managed to get into the digital storage system. She got the security footage from the bridal store, the problem was it was the only thing there, everything else had been wiped, and the video of Charlie was left as a message, they knew who she was, what she looked like, and they were coming for her.
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