Sorry this took so long to post. I had posted it a week after the last chapter but didn't realize it hadn't gotten posted due to spelling errors. That's what happens when I rush to get something out for you guys.
Chapter 6 - We Were Right
Damion strode swiftly into the plush suite that made his look like a dump. The carpet beneath his bare feet must be four inches thick. The man sitting on the couch before him barely looked up from the woman on her knees between his thighs as Damion entered the room.
"What's gotten you in such a tizzy that you would leave your beautiful playmates alone in your bed my friend? I saw the girls you had at your side last night at the ceremony. Quite a find."
"We were right Mael," Damion starts pacing the floor in his agitation. " It's not just an unfounded fear she has, it's not an unwillingness to accept the change."
Damion stops pacing as if he's finally noticed the girl between Mael's legs. "Damn it Mael I watched her burn last night!" Mael finally gestured for his girl to stop and with a soft whine she left the two men alone.
"Tell me what happened Damion, let's see if we can find a way to help your little pet." Mael gestures toward a nearby chair as he tucks his painfully erect cock back into his pants.
Damion quickly rehashed the previous night in vivid detail as he sat in the chair with his head in his hands. "I should have gone to her sooner, maybe I could have stopped it like in the past. But I had to be sure of my own control. "
"No, you did the right thing, " Mael thought carefully for a moment before continuing. "I think I know what is happening but I want to see to make sure. If I am right, she's not going to like what's coming but she's going to have to do something or tonight might just kill her."
They both rose and quickly returned to Damion's suite finding me exactly where he'd left me, sitting by the window staring out at the lakeshore. I didn't bother to move when they approached me. "Lina this is Mael, he's here to see if he can figure out what's happening okay?" Damion said as he knelt beside me gently taking my hand. When I turned to look at him my eyes must have already begun to darken because he recoiled slightly. It was hardly one o'clock.
Mael studied me carefully, pointing out the pale translucency of my ski and the hollowness of my "darkening wild eyes." and the faint halo of red fire around my irises. He pulled Damion aside.
"It's as we feared, she has no defense mechanism to protect her from the moon's draw. Our power must be transferred during the claiming. It's one of the reasons women who do not come to us intact are killed. Even though Lina came to us innocent because of her situation she did not reach climax when she was taken. It's why she suffered under that moon. We waited to see what would happen and when the burning slowed with the fading of the moon we thought she was going to make it. What you've told me about last night and what I see now I don't think that's going to happen. We must keep her from losing control again. Once they are lost to the moon they tend to not come back. We've been lucky so far but I'd rather not test that luck.
"How do I do that?" Damion asked worried he already knew the answer.
"Give the moon what it wants." Mael said as he started to leave in a hurry to get back to his partner.
"I can't do that! Not without hurting her." He protested.
"Then hurt her." With that Mael made his exit.
Damion stood there for a long time as if trying to decide what to do warring with himself. He walked to me and reached out for my hand.
"Lina come with me, I want to try something"
I let him guide me to his bedroom. The girls from last night lay seductively on the bed but with one glance from him they quickly got up and vacated the room. He stopped at the foot of the king bed and unbuttoned his dress shirt I'd wrapped around my form this morning. I didn't resist as he slid it off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor or when he guided me onto the bed. His gentle hands roamed my body and it didn't take long before I was writhing as he worked my skin.
He dipped his head between my thighs and with a smooth movement he parted my pussy lips with his tongue which he quickly delved into my aching hole. I nearly crawled out of my skin at the sensation as it sent wave after wave of pleasure up my spine. The combination of his tongue and the finger he mercilessly rubbed back and forth of my clit soon had me cumming as I cried out his name but he didn't stop.
He slid his tongue up to my clit and brought his hand down to my pussy gently circling the entrance with his fingers slicking them with my juices and driving me wild. He kept this circling up gently massaging, teasing, while he suckled and nibbled on my clit. He waited till I was cumming again to change things up. He took advantage of my orgasm and slid his middle finger into me slowly. The added sensation and stretch renewed my orgasm as I clawed at the bed.
He stayed there, unmoving waiting for the orgasm to subside with a finger buried deep within my clenching walls. When I finally came back down he smiled at me triumphantly as he slowly started moving his finger in and out slowly, careful not to apply too much pressure the damaged areas to avoid causing me the pain he took advantage of last night. This slow rhythm felt fantastic, stimulating but not enough to build me toward orgasm. He was just playing with my body and loved the little moan of pleasure each movement caused.
