by Wolf, Terra
Out in the night, Lincoln and I were standing staring at each other. He gave me my distance, the space that I needed.
Instead of flooding me with questions, he let me take my time to think. But I wasn’t thinking, all I could really do was stare at him. How was it possible, that this man, who was so different from everything else that I knew, could have this effect on me?
Nothing had changed since that rally five months ago. Even now, when I saw Lincoln; I was filled with those same feelings of being overwhelmed with desire for him. I wanted his arms around me. I wanted him to hold me close to his chest, to weave his fingers through my hair.
I’d never felt this safe with anyone before, not even my family. Without saying a word to me, Lincoln was able to communicate that he got me. I didn’t have to say anything, he knew it already.
“Charlotte…I’m sorry if this is not what you want,” he began. I gulped, trying to push down the lump in my throat. I still couldn’t get a word out.
“I didn’t mean to throw myself at you. But I really need to know,” he continued. His gaze travelled from my face down to my belly now. He was staring at my stomach, like he couldn’t believe it either.
I brushed my belly with my hands and he looked up at my face again.
“Please, just tell me the truth. Am I the father of this child?” he asked.
I could have lied. I could have just told him I had a boyfriend…or that I’d slept with someone else around the same time of the camping trip. That would have been much simpler. I knew Lincoln would leave me alone if I told him that. Despite all his strength and his power; he wasn’t the kind of man who would force himself on me.
“Yes, it’s yours,” I said instead.
I couldn’t hide the truth from him. He deserved to know. I wanted him to know…
Lincoln clenched his jaw and ran a hand through his head. He was thinking. I could sense his brain working a mile a minute. I licked my lips nervously.
“I’m sorry, Lincoln…I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you. I didn’t know where to find you and I didn’t think you would want to know anyway. And when I did see you again, I panicked.”
He was watching me speak, and I could feel tears filling up my eyes.
“And now? Why did you tell me now?” he finally asked.
I looked down at my feet because I couldn’t bare to keep looking into his face.
“Because you deserve to know that you’re going to be a father. And because…I’m happy to see you,” I answered.
Chapter 14
Lincoln
Charlotte was standing there, with her belly full with my child. She was wearing a thin pink slip with noodle straps. Her long legs were exposed in the night air and her stomach stretched the material of the slip. Her strawberry blond curls fell over her shoulders, and in that moment…she was a Goddess to me. The mother of my child. She took my breath away.
When she told me she was happy to see me, I knew she felt the same way. That was all I was waiting to hear. All I needed to know was that she still wanted me the way she wanted me at the campground . From the moment I met her, I knew she was special. And she’d just proved it to me.
I lunged at her, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her close to me. Charlotte fell on my chest with a gasp, turning her face towards me and I pressed her cheeks together.
“I haven’t stopped thinking about you since that week. I didn’t think I would ever see you again,” I murmured, bringing my lips close to hers.
“I didn’t know where you were…I didn’t know how to look for you,” she whispered and finally, our lips grazed.
I took her mouth into mine, parting her lips with mine. She tasted just as sweet as she did before. I could feel me losing myself in her, just sinking in and disappearing. Having her in my arms like this was the best feeling in the world.
I weaved my fingers through her curls as she pressed herself to me. My hands ran down her back, rubbing the soft silky material of her slip. I cupped her butt, squeezing them tightly and then rolled up her slip. I wanted to feel the softness of her thighs in my hands.
Charlotte moaned in my mouth, before she drew her lips away. Her blue eyes were heavy and she looked dazed. Just as dazed as I felt.
I tipped her head to the side so I could kiss her neck. She held on to my shoulders, while my mouth travelled down her neck, to her soft delicate shoulders. I pushed down the straps of her dress, down to her waist and then her ankles.
Then I looked down at her naked body. No underwear. Charlotte was beautiful.
I bent down so I could kiss her belly. I stroked her stomach…my baby was inside her right now. I was going to be a father. No woman deserved to be a mother to my child as much as Charlotte did. I could feel it in my bones. I would have done anything to protect her and the baby.
Charlotte shuddered as I lowered myself to the grass, crouching down in front of her so I could lick her pussy.
I grabbed her by her thighs, sticking my tongue out so I could gently lap up her juices. She sighed and moaned, throwing her head back in pleasure. I wanted her to feel good.
I tasted her salty sweetness and licked her folds. The more I licked, the more she moaned. I held on to her legs, feeling the fleshiness of her thighs as I kept sucking and licking.
“Lincoln…please…” I heard her murmur and I knew what she wanted. She wanted me inside her, just what I wanted too. But I needed her to come in my mouth first.
The deeper my tongue slipped in her pussy, the louder she moaned. Till I could feel her juices trickling down the insides of her thighs. Then she jerked, and cried out before her whole body shuddered from the force of her orgasm. I stroked her pussy harder, my tongue slipping in and out of her, my mouth vibrating with her body.
Charlotte was panting and groaning as she came. When I stood up, she had her mouth hanging open. She looked like she was in shock. Even in the darkness, I could see how the tops of her cheeks had reddened.
She reached for me, wrapping her arms around my neck and clung to my chest. I could feel her breasts pressed up to me and I squeezed one of them, pinching her rosy pebbled nipple.
“Take me, Lincoln,” she whispered, looking up at me with her widened blue eyes.
“I don’t want to hurt you, Charlotte,” I said, looking down at her belly. I watched as she chewed down on her bottom lip. A smile was spreading on her face.
She turned around and walked a few steps. Positioning herself by the wall next to the kitchen door. She placed her hands on the brick wall, presenting her juicy butt to me. That was how she wanted me to do it…and who was I to deny her?
I couldn’t wait. My cock raged in my pants as I undid my belt and stepped up to her.
I took my cock out of my boxers and stroked it. It was rock-hard and erect in my hand. Charlotte was looking at me from over her shoulder, staring directly at my cock as I stroked it.
I’d fantasized about her for so long…of having her again. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening.
I placed my hands on the sides of her hips. She stretched herself against the wall, keeping her face forward. Even before I’d barely touched her, she’d begun to moan and whimper. In anticipation. We both knew exactly how good this was going to feel. We’d been waiting so long to feel this again.
I guided my cock towards her pussy lips. She was wet again.
Charlotte moaned and rolled her hips as I brushed the tip of my cock to her swollen folds. I couldn’t wait to be inside her. Inside her tight wet pussy.
I thrust my cock into her and she groaned. Inch by inch, my cock filled her up, till she was full of me.
I wrapped my arms around her body, pressing her back to my chest. I squeezed her left nipple, and then I started pounding.
Charlotte pushed against me, while I squeezed and thrust my cock into her. She was just as tight as I remembered her. Her body quaked and shuddered and I filled her. My cock was reaching deep inside her…I was worried I might hurt her, but she didn’t c
omplain. Instead, she continued to moan and purr with every push.
I wound my arms around her, holding her close to me as I pounded. In and out. My cock plunged deep inside her and then I slid out. I could feel every move she made, hear every breath she took. Her belly was full and tight, and the fact that she was carrying my child, made it even hotter. If that was possible.
She was mine.
Charlotte moved her butt and I guided my cock into her, plunging deep inside till I knew I’d done enough. We were both going to come.
“Oh my God, Lincoln!” she groaned aloud, and I felt her jerk again. She dug her nails into my arms as she held on to me, shaking and moaning with every thrust I made. I shook too. I was coming.
I exploded inside her, growling as I came. My come was flooding her, emptying every last seed into her, until she was full of me. We were breathing heavily, groaning and panting while our orgasms seemed to last forever.
When I was done, I pulled my cock out of her swollen pussy and she gasped. I stepped away from her, to catch my breath. Charlotte whipped around to look at me. Her beautiful smooth naked body glistened with sweat as I stared at her. I couldn’t stop staring.
I reached for her again, pulling her into my arms. Charlotte was smiling faintly, and I brushed some stray curls away from her face.
She opened her mouth to say something, but I’d already covered her lips with mine. I wanted to keep kissing her. I couldn’t stop kissing her.
Making love to her again seemed like what I was destined to do.
I kissed her deeply, furiously…like a wild animal devouring its prey.
She was out of breath again when I pulled away from her, staring up at me with those sparkling sea-blue eyes.
I watched as she gulped. Her face was flushed, she was still breathing hard.
“Lincoln…” she whispered my name.
I tucked her hair behind her ears, and she reached up and held my hand.
“What are we going to do now?” she asked.
I was silent for a few moments, because I didn’t have an answer to that question yet. All I knew was I wanted to be with her, for her to tell me the truth about the baby. I hadn’t planned this far ahead.
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When I hadn’t replied to Charlotte’s question for a few moments, she wrongly assumed that I had nothing to say.
Slowly, she started winding herself away from me.
“I think I should go back to my room now,” I heard her whisper.
But before she could fully draw herself from me, I pulled her back in my arms.
“Where do you think you’re going?” I asked and knocked my forehead against hers. Charlotte’s cheeks turned red, her eyes grew wider.
“I don’t want dad to see us like this,” she whispered and I held her close to me.
“Charlotte, I want to be with you,” I told her.
Her brows crossed as she stared at me in disbelief.
“What are you talking about?” she asked.
“you’re my mate, I can’t deny it any longer” I replied. I was smiling. I couldn’t help it. The fact that she was here with me, that I had her in my arms…was enough to put a smile on my face.
“You can’t be serious, Lincoln. It’s…it’s…” she stammered with her words and drew herself away from me.
I watched her, wild-eyed and excited. I pulled my jeans back up and did up my belt.
“What do you want, Charlotte?” I asked and she stared at me like I’d asked her an impossible question.
“You know what I want,” she replied in a quiet voice.
“No, Charlotte, I don’t know what you want. The last time we saw each other, you ran away from me. You have no idea what I had to say and do to get close to you. So, tell me, what do you want and I’ll give it to you.”
She gulped, the color was fading from her cheeks. I could see that she had begun to worry.
“I can’t have what I want, Lincoln,” she said, turning her eyes to the ground.
“Try me,” I said, watching her closely.
I wasn’t lying, I was prepared to give her anything she wanted. If she wanted me to stay away from her, then that’s what I would have given her. It would kill me, because I know she was my mate. But I would do whatever she wanted me to.
“I want you, Lincoln. I want to be with you. I knew that from the moment I saw you,” she replied.
I felt relief flooding my veins.
I pulled her to myself again and lightly kissed her cheeks. She kissed me back, but this time when she looked up at me, I could see there were tears in her eyes.
“Why are you crying, princess?” I asked, stroking her cheeks lightly with my thumbs. Charlotte sniffed and shook her head.
“Because we can’t be together. I can’t raise this baby with you.”
“Why not?”
“How is that going to be possible? What am I going to tell dad? you’re a shifter, which means our child is part shifter. The moment he finds that out, any chance of him ever loving his grandchild will go out the window.”
I squared my shoulders, looking down at her belly. Then I knelt down in front of her so I could wrap my arms around her frame.
“Charlotte, I will do anything for you and our child. I know this is happening too fast, but I’ve known I wanted you from the first moment I saw you too. I couldn’t stop thinking about you. You are my one true mate. I felt a connection with you I’ve never felt with another woman. I’m going to find a way.”
She was staring down at me, her eyes glazed with her tears still. I could see she was worrying. She didn’t want to upset her father.
“Dad…my family, will never forgive me. I haven’t told them who the father is, because they will lose their minds if they find out the truth. And as much as I hate how they treat me now, they are still my parents. I don’t want to completely lose them from my life.”
I stood up again and caught her in my arms.
“Okay, Charlotte…I need you to calm down,” I said. She was breathing hard, panicking.
“How? What will you do?” she asked. I stroked her arms, then I turned and picked up her slip and handed it to her. She took it from me and dressed herself, running a hand through her hair to settle the unruly curls.
“Lincoln…I…” she began to say and I placed a finger on her lips.
“I don’t want you to worry. It’s not going to be good for the baby. I want you to trust me. Can you do that, Charlotte?”
She was staring at me, and I could see she was trying to force herself to calm down.
“Do you trust me?” I urged her again and slowly, she nodded her head.
“Yes, Lincoln, I trust you with my life. I don’t know why but I do.”
I kissed her forehead and then the tip of her nose.
“Then all you have to know is that I will figure this out. I’m going to find a way for us to be together. I’m not going to let you do this alone. This child is always going to have me in its life, and we will figure out how to make your parents understand that.”
Finally, she smiled. She nodded her head and I could see that she believed me.
The truth was that I didn’t actually have a plan, but I had every intention of figuring it out. I wasn’t going to let anyone, not even Andrew Williams; keep us apart.
“You should go back to your room,” I said and she nodded.
We kissed again, and then I walked her into the house. I parted from her at the bottom of the stairs. Charlotte turned to smile at me as she climbed up the steps.
I watched her walk away and heard the door of her room opening. Then I went back to the living room and sat down on the couch.
Finally, things were beginning to work out. My plan had worked. I had Charlotte in my life now. I had found my true mate and she was carrying our child. The knowledge that I was going to be a father soon still hadn’t sunk in. But the more I thought about it…the more excited I got. I’d never planned for a family, but now it sounded like the best idea I nev
er had.
Chapter 15
Charlotte
Once I was in my room again, I realized that I couldn’t stop smiling. I shut the door and leaned against it, my face flushed and my heart racing. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. Lincoln and I had sex again, he said he wanted me…he said he was going to figure it out.
I felt like a giddy teenager, crazy in love with the hottest guy in town.
It was like a dream was coming true. A dream I never knew I could even have. I was resigned to my fate. For the past five months, I’d accepted the fact that I could never have Lincoln in my life. That my baby was going to grow up without its father. I was going to leave my family, but I knew it was best for me and my baby.
Now, not only did I have the chance to be with Lincoln again; he made me a promise that he would find a way to make my family to accept us.
Even now, as I thought about it…it seemed impossible. How was he going to do it?
He didn’t know dad, he didn’t know my family at all. Telling them about the pregnancy was difficult enough and then I had to deal with how disappointed they were in me. Now, how was I going to tell them about Lincoln? About who the real father of my baby was? How their grandchild was half shifter?
I had no idea how Lincoln was going to do it, but I wasn’t lying when I told him that I trusted him. I trusted him completely. I knew he was going to find a way for us to be together.
I didn’t want to hurt my parents, but at this moment, it was my happiness and my child’s happiness that I was thinking of.
After having spent my whole life being sheltered and being told what to do, it felt like for the first time, I could do what I wanted. I could be who I always wanted to be. And it was Lincoln who had shown me this wild side, he’d shown me what I was capable of. What being truly happy meant.
I had feelings for him, this man I barely knew but who I trusted with all my heart.
I had heard of true mates when shifters became known to humans. I always thought the idea was romantic. That there was a true love for shifters out there.
