Damon had been furious with Mimi when she'd been gone to chill herself, and then he'd taught her a lesson, and fuck if he didn't think about who she actually was. He'd realized his mistake the moment he'd looked into her mind, had nightmares, and something had popped into his head, and he'd walked away.
He'd had his phone and wallet with him, but now, when he'd lifted his head and looked at the six women in this satanic hotel room, he'd know exactly what he'd gone and done again. Fucking others when his original idea had been to seduce Mimi for a long and devotional session in Chicago, perhaps even consecrating her own bedroom. Unload her rage.
But no, when he had to panic, overreact, scream at Mimi, and basically torture her into having nightmares instead of fucking her into warmth. Damon got out of bed, and the only sound that could still be heard in the room was his pulse.
He went into the shower and washed the blood off his face and neck; he had eaten well now, but when he spied on Mimi's thoughts, he saw her fucking Adam and Samuel all night, and it had been the same after that. They had done what he was supposed to be doing, giving her rough time, making her unload her rage. Once again he had let her down.
Damon realized he was approaching another week away, and what he actually remembered of that week was again the usual hazy and vague.
That he knew he'd been fucking and drinking and drinking a lot, but now he didn't want to go on, he'd have to go back at some point and take Mimi for himself, once he'd got himself together.
Damon knew he'd screwed up, and he'd screwed up big time, and it would soon be time to put things right between him and Mimi once again. He would get her unloaded as he could actually sense her rage so he would know when it was under control properly.
Evil was trying to gain power, but he was still so weak. He had gotten good at abandoning the invincible and going fuck the strangers, but good took over so firmly again and now, with some satanic strength, was pulling power from the core to hold on to a proper position of lead, weakening evil considerably all the time.
Evil knew it was time for him to try again to gather his strength, to get to the surface at some point and then strike, perhaps to get invincible once more in the shed, but not yet for some time.
Evil felt his strength fading, he felt himself sinking deeper, and it pissed him off to see how content the core was. He vowed he would get stronger. One day, before he drifted off to sleep.
We had been in Chicago for a week now. I'd dabbled at night with Adam, and Samuel could give several quick ones in the morning and during the day. We'd had a superb time, though I did nothing amazing during the day, mostly reading and eating. Adam was very possessive, and he was rough as always, it was not easy to be with him but it was so damn enjoyable.
I went running for three nights in Mimosa form when the moon was full with two males. We hunted our own prey; the boys looked for deer and big game. Mimosa and I concentrated on the fat hares and rabbits that the forest was full of, and then we also ran just for the joy of running.
I had collected about 15-20 fat rabbits, and we had eaten quite a few, but when hunting was fun. Adam and Samuel came up to me in wolf form, bellies full of food, and looked at my rabbit pile and saw I was pretty full.
Adam said, "Oh well, we can bring them all to the house, skin them, and get the rabbits frozen and proper."
They, too, started looking for rabbits and hares eagerly. We had over 60 good-sized rabbits when we finished hunting, and Adam ran to the house, changed into human form and, got a truck, started loading the prey into it.
Well, Mimosa and I were on a roll, and we saw a wicked big old buck with handsome antlers and fantastic muscle. We caught it; it weighed close to 500 kilos, and it was a good catch. I just love to hunt, to stalk something inside me was waking and properly, need to hunt.
We brought it down and were just about to eat its balls when Samuel, who was also in human form, came with Adam in the car and whistled low when he saw our catch.
Now, I had to control myself because I was so tempted to defend my prey after I had emptied my stomach. My ears were already little flat against my skull, grumble erupting my chest. But a sharp look from Adam and a short and terse "Mimi, get in the car to change shape." made me obey as the men started tying ropes around my prey so they could use the car to drag it out into the yard. He had used quite a lot his alpha power as well.
I changed the shape next to the car in the car. It was cramped to do it and I took the clothes that were in the car and put them on, got in the car. We drove out to the yard with our catch, and behind the house, they had now got a big freezer to put the animal in; it was another model you walked in, and the moose could fit in there as a whole.
It would be cut up at some point. I just knew that it's usually pretty lean meat, so I probably won't get much of it to eat, but it'll do if I can get some of the fattier parts for myself. But then again, it was not so enjoyable to eat done as raw, warm right after hunt.
I went inside while the men were still packing the game in the freezer, and now I was going to take another shower of pleasure. I undressed and let the hot water run down on me, washing the sweat and grime off my skin and my hair.
I enjoyed myself immensely, as I always felt fantastic when I had a full moon to run under. The pressure of the full moon, running in wolf form, felt so incredibly right and good that I couldn't help but enjoy myself afterward, and so, of course, these night activities of ours also contributed to this euphoria. I had been unloaded, something had untied inside my mind, so sort of knot.
After I had showered, dressed, and dried my hair, put it on the two ponytails on either side of my head, I went to the kitchen to see about something to eat. I was about to make myself an omelet when Adam and Samuel came into the kitchen.
Samuel said, "Well, Bran is coming to visit again, and he would like to talk to you, but we'll be with you all the time, and nothing bad will happen; you'll be safe. But if the thought still seems overwhelming we won't force you, but I strongly suggest you listen to what Bran has to say. My father is far from perfect, but he's even older than Damon, and he's never been as respectful of women as he could be. At least when he's drunk."
I thought for a moment about how to answer.
I said, " Fine, I can see him and meet him, try to behave civilized even."
Samuel nodded, and Adam grunted, "Bran is already on his way here; he'll be here in a couple of hours so that you can be prepared."
I nodded. I could do this straight up. Adam and Samuel would keep me safe, and hopefully, everything would work out. Now, I just have to be completely civil and not at all vindictive or make any unnecessary statements. I used to have a bit of a tendency to say things in a harsh way. It had gotten somehow recent times worse. I had quite snappy sentences in my mind to Salvatore as well.
Adam arranged the food in front of me and Samuel put everything on the table, it seemed that I didn't get an omelette but meat and meat and a bit more meat.
I was a good girl and ate what was put in front of me and drank coffee and coke in ridiculous quantities, but I had noticed that my body was working better after I had refuelled with coffee.
Adam and Samuel also ate large portions. It was as if all the meat they had eaten when we ran outside had disappeared somewhere; well, running and playing and catching rabbits eats away food efficiently. We finished our food, and I retired again to read for an hour before Bran came.
Then Bran came to visit. I was brave and greeted Bran.
Bran came to me carrying a huge bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolates and said: "I'm really sorry about the whole alpha party. It was a brutal rape and molestation. You don't have to ever forgive me, little girl, but I just really wanted to apologize. I almost ruined the experience of being in heat when it was always supposed to be an exquisite and wonderful experience for women, and I almost tried to make you into a sex toy."
He was being sincere, which I could see when I used my pretender skills to read him. At the moment, he regretted it, but things can always change. I accepted the bouquet and the boxes of chocolates.
Now, I wasn't sure if I would get to eat these chocolates as Damon hadn't made sure I would have time to eat them when the gentleman arrived. I had learned to make sure he would take a look of anything I would eat.
The bouquet had pink, purple, and dark red scented roses, freesias, one peony, cut greens, baby's breath, and wisteria. It was a really gorgeous bouquet, and I stood up.
I walked to one cupboard where I had stored the vases and chose the right ones, went into the kitchen and put the flowers in water with a freshener, left them on the living room table to add fragrance.
I smiled at Bran and said, "Thank you for the flowers. They are lovely, just my favorite, as no one ever buys me flowers, or Damon has only bought me one time. I am in a good mood and relaxed as we ran three nights as wolves and caught a lot of game. The freezer is full of rabbits, and there is one big moose in there when Mimosa had to catch it. And we have been quite prolonged at bedtime with these two. As for your apology, I will take it under advisement. Did you know your son is a pretty damn good kisser?"
Bran looked at me for a moment and then casually quipped, "Who do you think he gets it from?"
For the first time, I saw Bran flirting with me. He was relaxed around me, now not quite as intimidated as usual. Now, he looked at me like a woman, not like a wild beast attacking him. I was pretty fucking surprised by this whole thing. I looked at Bran with an eyebrow raised, and he grabbed my head and kissed me really well.
He looked at me hotly and said, "I should have tried to seduce you, not force you. You should never force a treasure like this."
I laughed hoarsely. Apparently, Samuel inherited it from his father. It's my turn to show that I'm not as fragile and delicate a flower as I look, but that I have a lot of passion inside me. I grabbed him, slammed him against the wall, dominating him with my body and I kissed Bran back. I pressed my body against him, keeping him trapped and stepped away after a while, smiling smugly.
He looked at me very surprised and said, "Few women have ever kissed me so dominantly; you are a very dominant, alpha female."
I walked away, leaving Bran panting about the whole time.
I went to the fridge to look for a drink when Adam came in and put the fridge door shut. His expression was dominatingly dangerous, possessive, and jealous, and he was now coming to show me how he felt about that stunt.
He slammed me against the back wall, caught my hands behind my back, tied them with zip ties, and said, " Try to get loose, you little bitch, and you will be punished."
I had no doubt. He was rough and brutal. As usual. He was much rougher what Damon had been. Damon had been always quite careful with me, watching my reactions, but Adam just make me take it all. He lifted my skirt, ripped off my underpants, pushed in all at once, and started fucking hard, roughly, possessively. He kissed me and squeezed my breasts, licked my neck. Then he nibbled and bit my neck, leaving clear marks, ownership marks, and in a very visible place.
The enormous cock in my pussy felt great, and my pussy was still almost tender, but the thick, ruthless cock had no mercy. He blasted me with such orgasms that my eyes almost went black, but for him, nothing was enough.
He flooded inside me, the hot, thick cream spreading in a warm wave inside me, and there was no end to Adam's fervor.
He then turned my belly to the wall and also took me violently from behind.
He finally untied me, growling in my ear, " Little bitch, remember to ask permission next time you kiss someone other than me."
I couldn't really respond properly as I was still panting as he fucked me really roughly and possessively. My breasts were almost bruised as he squeezed and grabbed them really hard. I'd come quite a few times and had my legs a bit of jelly when we came out of the fridge. I had faint bruises around my arms and wrists from those zip ties. Samuel was making coffee, and Bran was lifting desserts onto the table. We had eaten earlier but hadn't had dessert, so now we could drink our coffee and have a treat.
Bran was chatting with Samuel and Adam about all the general stuff, and then they had to tell Bran about my chilling episode.
Bran burst out laughing and said, "I know it must be very traumatic to find Mimi in that situation, but somehow, I know your desperation shines through. I can imagine how innocent she was both times. What Damon did was a reaction and a wrong one, but a reaction, nonetheless."
I said, "I'm probably the most troublesome pack member you've ever met, and I can't swear I won't do something as irresponsible in the future."
The men chatted for a while, and we ate our bellies full of treats. I took the chocolates Bran had bought to my bedroom and thought I'd read in my chair as I went into the living room.
I didn't have time to read when all three of them started seducing me, even Bran.
Adam whispered: "Don't worry, I'll make sure he doesn't do any of his tricks."
I went with the flow, and we ended up in one room downstairs: me and three men. I got a double penetration and then tasted a third at the same time. Everyone behaved perfectly and filled up really efficiently. My stomach was swelling from the amount of filling.
Before I knew it, time had passed when I went to the toilet to piss again to concentrate and looked at my phone. The men were asleep, all three of them. No wonder, as we had been fucking for three days straight with no major breaks.
My stomach was bulging considerably, and I felt heavy and tired. I had a piss and then went back to bed to sleep in whatever position felt good.