Chapter 24: Mastering the technique

***Guinevere***

I abruptly woke up feeling like my body was on fire. I could feel the anger rolling off of me. It took me a few minutes of trying to figure out why I was angry to realize that it wasn’t my anger I was feeling but Damien’s.

‘Damien?’ I tried to reach out to him via mind link. Weird. It wasn’t going through. I look around the room trying to find any traces of what would cause Damien’s anger, only to spot a letter on my night table.

Quickly reading through the letter I pull out my phone and punch Damien’s number into it. Instead of immediately saving his number I hit call. The phone rings three times but goes over to voicemail.

“You’ve reached Damien Valencia, you know what to do at the beep.”

Damnit. I hang up the phone and send Damien a quick text.

“Hey it’s Gwynn. I woke up and was sad when I discovered you were gone. I hope everything’s okay. You seem angry.”

I walk over to the armoire and grab some clothes out, hurrying to the shower and quickly hoping in. I rush through my shower, skipping washing my hair. I jump out and throw on my leggings without drying, which ends up taking more of my time than if I were to stop and take a minute to dry myself off. As I’m throwing my black shirt on Damien walks into the room. I can tell somethings pissed him off.

I walk towards him, and wrap my arms around his waist, standing on my tippy toes to kiss him. Damien gives me a quick peck on my lips and then buries he’s head into my neck, his lips touching my mark. His lips against my mark causes gooses bumps to go down my body, I try my best to ignore the chemistry that’s building inside me.

“Damien, what’s wrong?” I ask him.

“Nothing,” he responds back nuzzling my neck, placing his open mouth on my mark gently suckling it.

“Mmm,” I moan. “Are you trying to distract me Damien?”

“Maybe,” he smiles against my neck. “I was severely disappointed you weren’t in bed when I got back.” He lowers his hands onto my ass and pulls me up against him. Grinding his erection against me.

I can feel myself giving into his allure. I make a mental note to ask him what happened this mornin, maybe a romp in the sheets will persuade him to tell me what’s on his mind.

I reach my hand down towards Damien’s erection and cup him in my hands, looking him straight in the eyes . “Well take me back to bed then.”

Damien let’s out an animalistic growl, and quickly tears off my leggings. “Damien,” I playfully slap his arm. “If you keep ripping my clothes I’m going to have nothing to wear.”

He gets this look in his eye and smiles at me coyly, “Good, I prefer you naked.” He proceeds to rip off my shirt and bra. They’re now shreds on the ground. Instead of being angry, I can feel how turned on I am by him. The evidence dripping down my legs. He unbuttons his pants and drops them to the ground before grabbing my ass and lifting me up against him. I wrap my legs around him and I can feel him at my entrance.

“Goddess Gwynn you’re already so wet and ready for me.” Damien groans when he reaches position himself into me. With one quick thrust he is inside of me and my walls are already clenching his cock. Damien let’s out a hiss. “Goddess, you’re so fucking tight. I don’t think I’ll ever get use to being in you.”

“Good, now fuck me, Damien!” I moan. He starts pounding into my pussy, his rhythm hard and restless. Just as I am about to cum he pulls out. I let out a whimper in protest.

“Oh don’t worry worry baby we’re only getting started.” Damien throws me onto the bed and pounces on top of me, sliding into me quickly and continuing his vicious thrusting. I can feel his pent up rage being released with each thrust. My body enjoys every minute of it. I cum hard and milk Damien’s cock for all its worth. Damien’s orgasm is not far behind me.

He lays down on me spent. I run my hands through his hair and down to his lower back. Repeating the motion. When our breathing has finally slow down I call his name.

“Damien?”

“Yes love?”

“What happened this morning? What caused you to be so angry? And don’t tell me nothing, I felt your anger through the mate bond.”

“Just my father.” Damien says getting off of me and sitting up on the bed, leaning forward to grab his boxers and pants off the floor.

I pull the cover up over my body, feeling slightly self conscious at the mention of his father.

“And?” I ask. “Did you show him the letter?”

Damien sighed running his hand through his hair. “He doesn’t care.”

“Oh.”

“But it doesn’t matter Gwynn, you’re my mate. You’re the rightful Luna of the Blue Moon pack.”

“But if your father doesn’t accept me, why would the rest of the pack accept me?”

“Because you’re mine, Gwynn.”

“Do you think there’s anyway to get your father to change his mind?”

“I don’t know, maybe if we could find out who the real traitors was. The person whom the letter was meant for. Then my father wouldn’t have just your parents to blame.”

“Then let’s find them. I want your father’s support but I also want my parents names cleared.”

“We will find them Gwynn, but right now my main focus is Jupiter.” Damien paused for a second, “Also Gwynn, I think it’s best if we wait on your Luna ceremony, the pack will already be going through a lot.”

I focus on drawing my emotions out like the moon goddess taught me. “Ok, I understand. What can I do tell help with the Jupiter situation?”

“Staying out of site would be best for now, the pack will know I’m mated when they see me, but they won’t know who my mate is yet, unless they come across you.”

I could feel my hurt and my anger boiling. I focused on remaining calm.

“So you want to keep me a secret? Are you ashamed of me?” I ask pulling the blanket up to my chin, wrapping it tightly around me.

“No Gwynn,” Damien turns towards me, and places his hand on my cheek. “I just want to protect you.”

“Okay well If I can’t help with Jupiter or the Luna duties, then I will look into info on the actual traitor.”

“Gwynn, that could be dangerous, promise me you won’t go looking around unless Alex or I am present.”

“Okay, I promise.” I lied, knowing the sooner we found the real traitor the sooner Damien and my relationship could be unveiled to the pack.

Damien smiled, confident that I wouldn’t go looking for the traitor. I smiled myself knowing I finally mastered the art of blocking my inner thoughts and emotions.

“I love you Gwynn, I need to go and meet with the council now. Feel free to wonder around this floor and the library, no one goes in there.”

“I love you too Damien.”

Damien quickly gives me a kiss before pulling his pants on the rest of the way and throwing his shirt back on. “I’ll let you know when I’m done.” Damien walks out the room and shuts the door behind him.

I quickly run back to the armoire and throw on some panties and a light blue sun dress. I throw my hair in a pony, grab some sandals and race out the door, walking as quickly as I could to the library. I was determined to find the traitor before Damien came back with his meeting from the council.

*** sorry for the delay in posting. Covid hit my house and my kidd and husband were sick. I will be back to my posting schedule of 3 days a week min. Let me know your thoughts down below! thanks as always for reading my novel!