CHARLIE
Oh god. I will so much die from panic and embarrassment if I don't stop thinking about how miserable I will become when Damiel wants to seal this marriage and yes. In the bedroom.
It is as though my anxiety is spreading in the car because I could literally drop a tear and it will make a loud noise in the silence here.
No one decided to push it. thank goodness. I have no idea what to say when I am being questioned. Should I say I am scared of dick or Damiel's own to be precise. I am no innocent, when it comes down to shoving things up there but no just the real thing.
Yeah. I am doomed.
The car slowed a little before finally coming to a nice stop. Infront of a gate as high as I could ever see through.
It looks like those gates you use to close off an Estate. Oh wow, Damiel voldov. Most feared mafia alpha lives in an estate amidst people. so sweet.
We were dropped off where a car and a driver stood afar.
We were all separated into two cars. a Bentley and a Benz. My caetinis with me. Damiel and his brothers in another. perfect, now I can vent "I am so nervous. do I just drop to my knees and accept him". I asked my caetinis, remembering my trainings. I think I am starting to tremble. He must not have a reason to send me back. I will die! end of story.
My sweet caetinis nodded with fear and sadness boldly written on both their faces that if the car should pull over right now. the impression that we cried will be so obvious.
They talked sweet to soothe me. and it kind of worked. not totally but then, yeah. If hearing that one your caetinis imagined taking Damiel's two brothers dick at once does not soothe you. What else would.
After a drive that lasted for at least seven to ten minutes, we stopped.
This is not Damiel living in an estate. this is called Damiel Volkov personal estate. oh my god. I cannot handle a household this huge. so, help me lord, this marriage is rootless.
I was ushered in by a butler who I greeted nearly five Emes more than normal that he started scowling at me. I mean no harm old man. sheesh.
One reasonable brain. tells me the reason his staff are not arranged to accept me is because of the ritual I have to perform immediately, immediately I step foot into this house.
I stayed rooted to where I was outside the door with fear.
My caetinis stepped beside me, laced my hands with theirs and assisted my feet to move.
For the first Eme since I knew I was getting married. I feel tears swell in my eyes.
Gracefully. On the outside. I step into the voldov mansion and slowly went on my knees.
I stayed rooted. to the ground and calmly, with shaking voice repeated what I have been trained to do.
"I omega Charlie Bailes today becomes omega Charlie voldov, royal wolf consort to Damiel voldov my lord husband, mine to love and sacrifice myself to, in body and mind, in soul and heart, in life and death, in heaven or hell, I am yours to take, to ruin, to change, to break, to heal. I plead you to take what is rightfully yours".
Oh my god I smell arousal from an alpha but that person is definitely not Damiel. Ugh Heriel and Jamiel.
Christ, am I going to be shared with them, if yes, I have no say but I hope not.
Damiel made a soft growl at his brothers as they scurry away.
The butler looking dazed, my caetinis looking sad and Heriel making a comment about seriously wanting to get married.
My knees went numb and on cue my caetinis assisted me to my feet and there I was waiting for Damiel to carry me to whichever way his chambers are made.
Slowly. Slowly. Daniel handed his tools to his brothers. He took off his watch and ring.
I understand with my loud gulps. He finally stares at me with that same unbothered expression of his and swooped me up ever so lightly like I weighed papers.
The gasp that escaped me is so much embarrassing. We move up the stairs with me bouncing back and forth his chest enough Eme to see my caetinis horror filled gaze. "I will be fine" I mouthed. I can feel the pounding of my own heart in my chest. He saved me from death and disaster and literally the whole of my family new money is all thanks to him.
I have to do something in return at least warm his bed like a nice omega should. Damiel drops me softly on a bed oh god when did we enter a room. Even dimly lit, the room looks as though it was personally designed for me. My clothes hanging in an orderly arranged manner. Christ is that a room only for my clothes? The clothes that barely fit into three boxes. This is not the time to think about clothes. This room is huge.
Movement caught my eyes. Damiel taking his shirt off, damn that body. I want to lick him all over, from his face to his well-defined abs. I have a feeling he is trying to tease me with how slow his movement on his body is.
Just as he was about opening his belt hook, he stilled, he fucking stilled French bent his arms into the bed trapping me in between them before leaning close to my ear to whisper "take it off" oh yes, my heina how dumb could I become. I took of my heina with shaky hands. The shaking very obvious.
Damiel lustily took off my veil for me and I swear I squirmed hard. What do I do next. I should have turned down Hailey's offer to dress me. I look like a wanton camboy, no offense.
Damiel's heated gaze on me is doing the things to my insides and my entrance clench with the feel of my slick preparing my body to receive my alpha. Damiel slides his hands on my thigh where the short silk gown stops and a thigh brace is exposed for him to see.
A deep rumble comes from him as it vibrates on my skin into my body as I accept it. His left hand goes in between my thighs and I automatically close my legs. Oh god. The sheer strength his one hand possesses, to force my legs back open is overwhelming.
The right hand of his snakes up to my neck and wraps itself around me like a necklace not too much to die but enough to get my vision hazy and my cock swelling.
This man uses his hand on my neck to guide me forward to meet his face and the way he looks at me. There is something feral hidden deep inside of Damiel voldov that is still on a leach and that leach is about to snap in two. I tried closing my legs when I felt something brush past my entrance.
Oh god this is it. I am going to be railed well fucked by Damiel voldov. One of his fingers pushed in my entrance while he waits for me to adjust to him and I gasp when two became three then four.
I'm moving in his rhythm as I wantonly fuck myself on his hand. It feels so much better than when I do it.
And then his fingers are gone leaving me so empty. "ahhh" something fleshy and hot is pushing at my entrance trying to stretch me wild, so wild.
The pain registered so bad. How big can he be? Yes, he is seven feet tall and I am an omega. I self lubricate, duh.
"hngh" Christ. I am sinking my hand into his shoulder, my nails sinking into his Wesh. The more he tries to go in the more I claw at his back. The pain oh god, I can't believe I am actually crying. This is so embarrassing but Christ the pain is there very painful, I can't take him, I will die.
But I am an omega, the amounts of slick coming out of me right now will soak two pant trousers perfectly. I push him back a little with my hand on his shoulder. I bent to see what on the guns he is putting inside me and oh god if I take that I will definitely tear, even for an omega.
He tried rubbing his hand up and down my thigh for me to ease up and take him but so help me God. I will die if I take him at all not to talk about me taking him fully.
He is so sweet in bed. Damiel has been whispering soothing word to me like breath, you can take it breath, you can take me', 'relax', princess, darling relax' I have a praise link. Oh my god.
I pushed him back at bit and he waited calmly staring into my soul as if longing for it to be owned by him. I am not complaining but my entrance is. Huge and long. He has the audacity to be curved at the head. I tried relaxing once more to take him but burst into tears, serious tears from pain but I tried biting my lips to keep the whimpers in.
What kind of debtor would I be if I can't even be useful and what kind of omega cannot take his alpha. I saw his soft expression as he pulled out of me with the little that got into my entrance with hardship.
He tucked himself into his briefs before allowing me sob to my heart content. He removed the sheets replacing it with something new before apologizing like he was at fault. Jesus, he would close up on me.
"Why are you that…" I found myself asking but could not finish.
"Huge?" he asks leaning against the wall.
"All royal wolves have their gift; well, we are all normally big. I just have mine doubled because I am a twin in one, an Eger and a wolf, apparently if I add more to my strength I will triple and so forth"
My eyes kept growing wide the more he talks, so he is dampening his strength on purpose, Christ. What others will kill to gain. He is closing it off so if he triples, his thing adds more. No, no, I will just die.
He gave me a slight nod to see if I already digested his words and then murmured a quick I promise not to try that again.
He left.