Damon didn't quite know what to do with himself when he had finished his food. He had never been shy in the bedroom, but he had never exactly gotten into bed with anyone strictly to sleep. It was new territory for him, and he couldn't help but feel nervous, it wasn't as though he had ever slept with anyone he had actually cared about. The men and women had come and gone but he had never had what anyone would call an actual relationship before. His frustration almost pushed a growl from him, should he keep his clothes on? Was Clary expecting him to sleep on top of the covers? Maybe he should offer to sleep on the floor? Fuck! What was he supposed to do?Clary watched her Alpha, watched his internal struggle roll across his face with wide eyes, was he... nervous? Her heart stuttered in her chest when she saw Damon twisting his hands, his eyes darting around to look at anything but her. She had never seen anything more endearing in her life, her big strong Alpha original blood was nervou
Damon already had a huge grin splitting his face before his eyes were fully open. He took a deep breath, inhaling the scent that clung to him. Clary! The size of his grin, however, was nothing compared to the size of his erection! Fuck, it felt good to have his Omega in his arms, but it also had his body reacting before he was even aware of the fact. His mate would probably be horrified if he were awake to feel it. He tried to wriggle back slightly before a growl erupted from his mate. His breath huffed out in a surprised chuckle when Clary hooked a leg backwards over his thigh and dragged him back in. "Want me to do something about that, Alpha?" Clary asked without opening her eyes, grinning when her mate laughed, the sound was almost one of relief. The effect of the shake of her Alphas body as he laughed was certainly having an interesting effect on where his cock was placed. She couldn't have stopped a low moan escaping her if she wanted to at the vibration running up through her a
"Oh" Clary muttered, clicking her fingers and producing a bottle of lube. She didn't even wait for her mate, spreading it over her fingers and reaching around to prepare herself. Her breath hitched when she sank a finger into her ass, opening herself up for her Alpha as quickly as she could. She needed her mate's cock badly. "So, fucking hot," Damon said as he watched the expression on his mate's face flit between pleasure and pain. He grinned when Clary practically threw the bottle of lube at him, pouring some onto his palm and giving his cock a few jerks. He wanted to roll them over and bury himself in his mate, but he remembered his Omega saying she liked to be on top, so he held himself back with a restraint he didn't know he possessed. He stared up at Clary gorgeous body, grinning smugly that Clary was his Omega, his grin turning into a laugh when his mate knocked his hand away from his cock and shuffled forward. "Show me what you've got, Alpha" Clary whispered when she position
They showered quickly, realizing it was almost seven pm. They had been asleep for twelve hours! Damon watched with amusement as his mate pulled her hoodie on when he emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a towel. Fuck, he liked the look of Clary wearing his hoodie, it was a complete contrast with some of the flamboyant outfits he had seen his mate wearing but the sight of the grey hoodie with his mate's steel grey eyes was doing unmentionable things to him. He shook the thought off before they needed to take another shower! He searched the room for his clothes before Clary handed him a pair of jeans, a tight-fitting white t-shirt and a black leather jacket from her closet. He stared at the clothes in his hands, not his usual style, well the leather jacket was but the blue denim jeans and white t-shirt weren't really his thing, he preferred black. He shrugged and put them on without comment when he saw the look on his mate's face, wondering where his own clothes had disappeared to. Cla
Clary savored the feel of her mate's hand in her own when Damon led her through her portal, reluctantly dropping her hand after one quick, reassuring squeeze, Moni and David doing the same as they followed before the portal closed behind them. They had agreed that once they reached the Gard, they would act as two originals members escorting two mixed blood head on a diplomatic visit with the head. None of them was too thrilled with the idea but David and Clary refused to put their mates in any situation that would cast suspicion on them, so they let go of each other and adopted an air of professional familiarity. Clary couldn't help sniffing her mate's hoodie, inhaling the scent that clung to it, grinning when she looked at her Alpha wearing her clothes, saturating them in her scent. They had added a scarf to cover the hicky she had left on her mate's neck. "Gentlemen, this is Clary, the leader of mixed blood members in Nagaland and David, her assistant," Damon said to the two member
"Damon, what have you done?" Jasmine asked, horror stamped across her face. "You have disclosed highly classified information regarding the authority to a mixed blood, and you, you have helped her," she said, turning on Moni, it didn't take a genius to work out where the mixed blood had gotten this information from. "What have I done? What have you done, Jasmine?" Damon asked, his gaze boring into hers. "How could you? How could you spy on our people, on the entire originals? I thought you wanted peace. It's what we have all worked so hard for. Ten fucking years of my life I've given to your cause Jasmine. I have given everything for this organization and so has Moni and you throw it all away, for what? Do the sacrifices we have made mean so little to you?" he asked, more hurt than angry as he stared at one of his oldest friends. "I am afraid I will have to ask you to leave, Miss Clary Allen, Mr. David. I will have some of the guards escort you out" Jasmine said. She stared at them e
"What do you think I have been doing for the last ten years?" Jasmine asked frustratedly, snatching the bottle from Damon and pouring another drink. "It isn't as simple as that. This is a authority decision, I may be their leader, but I don't have the power to just change the law at a whim. The entire authority has to vote. There are so many superfluous laws that need to change but I can't do it alone. Why do you think I have been sending Damon and Moni around the world? For the fun of it? Stop growling Damon" she said, glaring at her friend when a low warning growl rumbled through him. "Then watch your tone when you talk to my mate," Damon said, staring at her before snatching the bottle back from her hand, she had had quite enough in his opinion. "Don't get bitchy with her because you can't handle your liquor," he said, taking her glass too. "I'm sorry, I've been fighting for so long and I'm getting nowhere," Jasmine said, sinking back into her chair and looking each of them in the
Damon stepped from the magic center straight into the Op's center, marveling at how much easier it was to get around with Clary help, not having to wait for the fairy Jasmine employed was a blessing. He narrowly avoided a knife to the face, ducking just in time when it came sailing through the air inches above his head. "Who threw that?" he growled, narrowing his eyes at the armed crowd, staring back at him with wide eyes before putting their weapons away. He shook his head when a young originals member stepped forward, a nervous expression on her face but the set of her shoulders showed a certain bravery he had to admire. "Miss... Brookwater is it? please refrain from throwing blades at in future, I am trying to come to a peaceful agreement with the mixed blood and having knife thrown at them when they enter into the station will not endear them to our cause" he said, walking over and retrieving the knife that had buried itself in the wall behind him. "It was a good shot and would h
Jordon turned the letter over, expecting something on the back but that was it, that was all the explanation given. "What does he mean our owl?" Jordon asked, his eyes flitting to the two owls perched on the coffee table, bored of the cake and preening their feathers with the odd shriek. "The Jenny woman said that too. Do you think they expect us to send a reply back with them?" he asked, pointing at the owls with a furrowed brow. "Why not just send a message?" he muttered."Maybe they don't have messages there?" Lethabo asked he took the remains of the letter from Jordon hand, inspecting the last page. "This an extensive list. We use a lot of these things ourselves but the wand is new and I've never heard of these books or the Authors," he said, looking up and seeing the confused looks on Sebestian and Dell faces. He read the rest of the letter outLUNA LAND SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRYPARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST-YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS"Broomsticks? As
"I don't know, but look at the addresses on the front," Damon said, staring down at the letters that were addressed to their kids. He looked up when Moni and David joined them, showing them the envelopes, they held, the same address on the front of the letters but addressed to their own children.Clary looked at the letter in her hand, the letter addressed to her son;Mr C.,The living room,Vale cottage,The plains of Mainland,Second dimension"Second dimension?" Clary asked, glancing at the other envelopes, all of them had the same address on them but Walker, Hennessey, Daniel, Amara and Josney were named as the addressees."Should we... should we open them?" Moni asked as she stared down at the envelope she held in her hand, addressed to Miss A. She looked at her mate, seeing the conflict on his face, the same look on Damon and Clary. None of them was in the habit of opening someone else's mail but they weren't exactly thrilled with the idea of letting their kids' open letters tha
Clary smiled down at Amara and Josney when they dutifully took up positions on either side of Hennessey, all three of them keeping their rowdy siblings away from him."Enough, you scoundrels" Damon shouted when he collapsed to the floor, almost squashing his son's when they finally managed to topple him over. He groaned, the breath being knocked out of him when all 5 of the kids piled on top of him, glaring around at his family, all happy to watch him succumb to the children. He groaned when they all just laughed at him."Submit!" Walker crowed as he got his dad in a headlock, high fiving his brother when Cai pinned his legs to the floor. "Submit, dad, and we will let you go," he said, laughing when Daniel and Oscar pinned his arms to the floor and Victoria sat on his back."Never!" Damon growled, bucking the children off of him with the help of his strength. He had learned to activate his wings it a long time ago before he spent any time with the children. He picked them up, one by o
"What did we say about portals?" Damon said, handing Oscar back to Jordon so he could give his kids the dad stare. "2 weeks. Don't even think about it!" he said when he saw all three of them starting to protest."But Dad! That's not fair, you weren't even there! Mom, tell him" Walker begged his dad, staring beseechingly into his dark grey eyes. They hadn't gotten hurt! 2 weeks was so unfair. "It wasn't that bad. Please?" he asked, tugging at his mother's jeans and fluttering his eyelashes."3 weeks, your uncle Jordon already set the punishment, you get another week for answering your dad back," Clary said, folding her arms and standing shoulder to shoulder with her husband. They had learned to present a united front years ago, their kids were sneaky, going to the other when one of them punished them or said no to something."That's not fair, he's not in charge of us" Hennessey cried, pointing at her uncle Jordon. "He doesn't get to decide the punishments!" she said, trying the eyelash
"That is my favorite sound" Damon whispered in Clary ear as she cried the last of her release out. He let his mate's head fall back to his shoulder when he sucked in deep breaths, twitching through the aftershocks of her orgasm. He smiled when Clary buried his nose in his scent glands, trailing his fingers up and down the smooth skin of Clary spine. Two days of constant fucking had taken it out of both of them. Only being able to catch an hour or two of sleep between bouts of hard, breathtaking fucking and toe-curlingly slow lovemaking sessions were starting to tell on them, not that he was complaining. "I love you, Clary," he said, a small thrill running through him at the sound of it."I love you more, Damon" Clary said, chuckling into her Alpha's neck, Damon loved nothing more than that's. She loved it just as much, she loved meeting new people so she could introduce herself as Damon wife, even after 10 years of marriage, just saying it sent a shiver down her spine. "You know tomor
10 years later..."Can you... believe we're... doing this again... fuuuuck... so soon?" Damon growled, punctuating each word with a thrust. He pressed his lips to Clary knee where it was resting over his arm, letting his teeth graze over her skin. He gripped his mate's hips harder when he heard the long-drawn-out moan Clary let out, tilting them higher off the bed before slamming back into her slick soaked ass."It was your idea, fuck, Damon!" Clary cried as her Alpha's cock grazed her prostate with the perfectly angled thrust of her hips. She gripped the bars of the headboard harder, her knuckle turning whiter by the second as her mate fucked into her. She groaned, throwing her sweaty leg over Damon shoulder when he continued to trail of kisses up her shin. "Fuck me harder, Damon, I need your knot" she whispered breathlessly."Luna, I've missed your heat, love," Damon said, leaning forward and slamming his cock into his Omega. He grinned into it when Clary dragged him down by the nec
Clary moaned when she felt some of Damon come dribble out of her ass, taking note of the spreading wet patch on the inside of her as she did her belt and button up. "What have you done to me, Damon?" she said innocently as she smoothed her coat down, silently thanking the mother of all gods for the length of it."Were you fuck! Don't think I didn't listen to every story Adom has regaled me with over the last year" Damon said with a grin. One of Adom's favorite pastimes was telling Damon all about the extracurricular activities they all used to participate in during the 1800s. He laughed when he pressed himself to the back of Clary body, a small moan escaping Clary throat as he rubbed his pelvis against her ass. He knew the wet patch in his wife would be pressed against her skin. "You will feel that every time you sit down" he whispered triumphantly, the thought of it making his stomach clench."Come on, I'm starving you pervert. Can I at least clean the rest of us up? We are about to
"I don't know what you're talking about," Clary said innocently, laughing at the way Damon adjusted his cock in his pants. The flush on his cheeks was beautiful. She only grinned wider when Damon glared at her as he pulled her down an alleyway between two houses. "I was only trying to get comfortable," she said."Comfortable my ass. You know exactly what I'm talking about, you did it on purpose" Damon growled, his mate hadn't been getting comfortable, he had been grinding down on his cock, in front of their friends! He pulled Clary around another corner and pressed her against the wall, crowding her with his body as he pressed every inch of himself against her. He hooked a hand around the back of Clary neck, pulling her down into a tooth clashing kiss that set his blood on fire. He invaded his wife's mouth with a ferocity that left Clary with no doubt as to what was about to happen, if his hard dick digging into Clary hip didn't convey it, his tongue certainly did.Clary submitted imm
"I think it's best if we just work through them table by table, then nobody can complain that we didn't visit with them" Damon whispered to Clary, pulling her towards the first table with a political smile on his face that he forced to reach his eyes, he would much rather be talking to their friends and family, the people that were there for them as opposed to their alliance.They made their way slowly through the square, greeting the acquaintances of either man, chatting for as little amount of time as was politely possible to those that they didn't like or know very well. They happily spent a little more time with those that they did know and like, like Anna and Roge, who had taken a couple of days off from travelling the world to attend the wedding. They explained that they would start a family once they were finished exploring the word, happy for it to be just them for a little while longer. Or Chris and Steven, cradling their blonde-haired, blue-eyed newborn daughter, Seraphine.