Chapter 15: The exploration 🌶🌶🌶

***Guinevere****

The plane ride to the Silent Forest pack was quiet. Damien and I both lost in our own thoughts. I was trying to recall my dream but I kept coming up blank. I gave up on recalling my dream and decided to sneak glimpses at Damien. Goddess he was hot, when he was concentrating on something. He had his tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth and his eyes furrowed. Just starring at him made me wet.

“Gwynn, if you’re going to keep looking at me like that, I’m going to take you to the bathroom and introduce you to the mile high club.”

My face blushed a crimson red. Damnit I had been caught. “Dont flatter yourself Damien,” I said rolling my eyes.

I went back to starring out my window the rest of the flight. I loved looking at the tiny towns below. Seeing everything from this view point really was magical.

Damien cleared his throat getting my attention again. “We will be landing right outside the Silent Forest Pack at nightfall. We will wait until morning time to meet with Elder Derek. In the meantime, we will check into a nearby hotel, and come up with a plan on how to break this bond.”

I scowled at him. Of course, the sooner we broke the bond, the better. Damien would be free of me, and he can go back to being his man whoring self.

Damien sighed and pushed his hair back in frustration. “Dont scowl Gwynn, it’s what we both want.”

I wanted to scream and shout that all I wanted and needed was him in my life, but instead I remained quiet. How could a Traitors Daughter, be anything to an Alpha. I wasn’t good enough for him.

“Yes, the sooner we break the bond the better.” I replied to Damien, trying to keep the hurt out of my voice. We flew the remainder of the plane ride in silence.

When we landed, there was a bagger waiting for us in a terminal. He was holding a sign that said “The Valencia’s.” Damien looked around making sure there was no signs of werewolves in the area before approaching the bagger.

“I’m Damien, and this is Guinevere. You must be George. My assistant Alex said you’d be waiting for us.” Damien extended his hand out to George.

“Pleasure to meet you Mr&Mrs Valencia. Sir Alex has requested that I drop you off at the Ramada Inn. He says you have a suite booked there.” George said while grabbing are luggage and putting it on his cart.

“Perfect, sounds like my trip plans are taken care of.” Damien smiled at George, following him as he lead us out of the Airport. George opened the backseat door to a Limo and gestured for Damien and I to get in.

Damien tugged my arm lightly and put me in ahead of him before getting in right behind me. I was excited. This would be my first trip ever in a limo.

“Oh my, look they really have champagne on ice back here, and look at the sun roof.” I smiled looking over at Damien.

He just chuckled and shook his head. I had no doubt in my mind that Damien grew up in Limos. The Valencia family is filthy rich.

“You know what the best thing about a limo is,” Damien said his blue eyes flashing brown, “all this room. It’s perfect for fucking in.” He smiled devilishly at me biting on his lower lip.

“Oh I bet it is.” I respond trying to ignore him, although my pussy was aching to be touched by him again. I pushed the button to bring the sun roof down and stuck my head out trying to get some fresh air.

“Mmm you’re being a naughty girl.” Damien growled at me, I felt his hands on my leg. “I think I’m going to have to punish you now.”

I tried my hardest to ignore Damien, but I’m sure he could smell my arousal. He undid the button to my shorts and slowly pulled them down, still ignored him. He slapped my ass, causing me to cry in pain, and then he rubbed over the area he slapped. Little sparks of pleasure ran through my body. His hand continued to travel down my ass making its way to my front. He slowly started to slit through my panties. I heard another growl coming from him, before he moaned in pleasure.

“Mmm baby you’re so wet for me. I need to taste you.”

I heard the sound of my panties ripping and then felt Damien’s tongue licking my clit. He grabbed one of my legs and put it on his shoulder giving him more access to my core. As he was licking my clitoris, he slid his fingers into me, making me gasp in pleasure. “That’s it baby, cum for me, don’t hold back I love the sound of your moans.”

I could feel myself start to tense up and new my release was going to come soon. Damien started licking me and stroking me faster. I started grinding my hips meeting him stroke for stroke, riding his face and seeking my pleasure. I was so close to cumming all over Damien, when the Limo stopped. Damien quickly pulled away from me and pulled my shorts up, before George started tapping on the back door.

“Mr. Valencia, we have arrived.”

I growled at the disturbance.

“Don’t worry baby,” Damien said, kissing my forehead. We will continue this on our room. I’m not done with you yet.”

After George unloaded us Damien quickly checked us in with the front desk and headed towards our room. We were on the top floor so we decided to take the elevator. Once the elevator door shut and we realized it was just the two off us, Damien grabbed me in his arms, I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. He kissed me roughly, shoving his tongue in my mouth. He wanted me just as badly as I wanted him. He pushed me up against the elevator wall and held me there with one hand and his body pressed up against me, his other hand started to roam under my tank top until he found what he was searching for. He rubbed the pad of his thumb against my nipples causing me to cry out in pleasure, and then began to pinch and twist them in his hands.

“Fuck Gwynn. I need to be inside you right now.”

Damien reached over to the buttons in the elevator and clicked the one that causes the elevator to stop and freeze right were it’s at. He set me down for a second and quickly pulled my shorts back off of me. He lifted me back in to his arms and used one hand to play with me and fingering me. His other hand quickly undid his buttons as he quickly pulled them down and grabbed his throbbing cock. He adjusted his member into entrance and thrusted into me.

“Oh goddess, baby, your Pusey is so tight. It was made for me.”

I felt my walls clenching against him and his thrust into me hard and fast. I came in a matter of seconds and he wasn’t far behind me spilling his seed into me. He kissed me lightly on the lips before placing me down and pulling his pants back up, and resuming the elevator. I hurried and pulled my shorts back on too, I’d barely gotten them over my waist when the bell dinged signaling we had made it to our floor. Damien grabs my hand and we walk out of the elevator. And elderly couple walks by us and I can’t help but blush, hoping they don’t realize what we did in there.

We finally get to our room and it is absolutely stunning. There’s a California king size bed, and 72’ plasma screen TV and a cute little love seat tucked in the corner. We also have a balcony that gives us a perfect view of the entire city below. But my favorite part of the entire room was the jacuzzi tub. I couldn’t wait to get in and soak in a hot bubble bath. I loved soaking in the tub after a long car/ plane ride. Damien leans down and whispers in my ear “would you like me to run you a bath while you unpack?” “That sounds heavenly.” I responded, walking over to my bag to unpack the few items I’d need in the morning. Damien walked quietly over to the bathroom and started up the bath water. As I was putting away the clothes in the wardrobe, I was struck with dizziness. I started to fall and didn’t have time to brace myself. I knew I was going to fall onto the open drawer, but instead found myself in Damien’s arms.

“Are you okay Gwynn?” Damien asked concerned.

“Yes, I think I just need to lie down. I might have a slight case of jet lag.”

Damien scooped me up in his arms and carried me to the bed, where he gently laid me down.

“Are you sure you’re okay Gwynn?”

I didn’t get a chance to answer Damien’s question though. I felt my core temperature rising and soon I was hot all over. I started to undress.

“Gwynn.. what are you….” Damien’s voice trailed off and his eyes became very dark.

“Shit,” I said under my breath realizing what was happening. Im starting my second heat.


***Dearest Readers: Guinevere is in her second heat, will she and Damien be able to distance themselves? Let me know your thoughts by commenting and rating my novel.****