I continued my stay in Paris and bought a new car but didn't drive it yet. By now, I had taken a liking to Jaguars, and when the latest model, with a dark blue and purple metallic paint job, came along, I had to buy it.
I kept on sending things forward. I had a study in my house from which I could then get things done if I needed to.
Magnum called three days later to say he was at the front door and came to fetch me to enjoy his company for a bit. I didn't put up a fight. I let him in, let him have a tour of the house, offered him food and coffee, and then went and made a minor mistake.
Magnum was as car crazy as I was, but as he had a much more limited budget, he didn't always get the same lovely cars he bought. I showed him my car, and he was the driver for at least part of our extempore road trip.
Magnum had actually come to pick me up from Paris. He wanted me to have a good time too, so he had planned a few weeks of driving in France to enjoy and relax.
Well, I had no objection, and off we went, driving around France in my new dark purple Jag. I drove first, and the roads were narrow as we traveled along the French coast, and the scenery was stunning.
The car was absolutely amazing to drive, and I drove really fast at times and around the bends even more. We stopped for a meal at a restaurant or you could buy a picnic and then find a really perfect place to eat your picnic.
Magnum wanted to drive part of the way. He claimed I had road rage. What can I do if the traffic is full of morons, idiots, fools, and imbeciles? I just always make my voice heard. Not everyone can always take it. He couldn't take so many more near misses, and I didn't argue with him.
Yes, he was driving fast, but in much safer conditions. Then my phone rang as we were on the coast, sitting on a grassy pool, eating a picnic.
It was Damon.
The gentleman was drunk, the women's voices were clearly audible, and so I put him on speaker. Magnum was quiet as we listened.
"Damon, fuck harder, breed me hard, that's it, push, breed, all the way to the bottom, oh if you could get me pregnant, oh yeah, Damon, get me, get me all filled up."
Damon grunted and moaned. Then we heard him about to roar; as he came, a woman under him apparently gasped, and another woman said, "Oh my darling Damon, that's so gorgeous looking with her legs spread under you and you breeding her."
Damon grunted; he didn't sound so drunk anymore. " I don't breed. I'm just coming; you're not fit to be a wife or a mother. Don't get any ideas, ladies; where's Chloe? The blonde who didn't want to be with me, bring her here next so I can fuck her too."
At that point, Magnum took my phone and hung up. His expression was as furious as could be.
He said, "Oh my, Mimi, that was as low as it could be. Make you literally listen to him fucking other women, and yet these women want to get pregnant. You remember that Damon's got some sperm in him, so..."
I said, " A human can't get pregnant from a vampire, different DNA. Don't worry about it, and besides, that might have been a mistake, not necessarily meant to tell me."
Magnum sighed.
He was almost desperate as he said, " Mimi, please don't defend Damon. That was a real dick move, and you get to react. Go ahead, get mad, don't be a sheep, be a lion."
I thought for a moment and said, "I don't want to ruin our nice trip. I want to enjoy it."
Magnum grunted, shook his head, and said, "Well, if I were around Salvatore right now, I'd kick his ass and kick his ass hard; he's seriously a shitty husband right now. "
I sighed and knew I was pissed and really pissed at some point, but I held myself back. We continued on our way.
I endured the fucking, but when the same thing happened again. Magnum saw from my expression that Damon was calling and put it on speaker, and listened as Damon fucked three times in a row.
We heard a wet squelch as his cock sank into women's cunts every time. I couldn't believe my ears, and I didn't know what the fuck was going on. Still, I was getting pissed off, and so I put every fucking call on tape; if he fucking bothered to fuck me about my illness weeks past as an excuse for him to have an orgy with the pack, then fuck me when I give the same. I don't have to put up with everything, either.
Call after call came every couple of days, and I got really ripe for the fucking guy. Likewise, Magnum looked at me a little differently, and we kept driving, always waiting for the next call. We were still driving, enjoying the beautiful scenery and talking about the stupid Salvatore.
Magnum didn't talk about work at all, and when I told him what I and Bridgette had been doing, he said, " Oh, I should have come a couple of weeks earlier so you girls could have had something to do with me."
I laughed and didn't blush. My little bitch side really came out when the Salvatore called again. There were fucking noises. I heard Adam fucking the others there, too, as some woman whined Adam, Adam, push, keep going.. ah.
And then Damon's voice clearly said, "Is the phone on yet? My wife is fit at learning what she drives me to do."
Oh fuck, you blame me. I went absolutely ballistic. Now, I no longer defended Damon in my mind at all and sent the rage through our bond. The call was disconnected. He obviously got my transmission.
We had been traveling for three weeks when we arrived in Toulouse. There was a lovely little village and a pleasant hotel where we stayed. But we didn't sleep. Magnum could be very charming when he wanted to be.
He wanted to make me feel better, and he knew, too, that he'd heard what Damon had done. And the knowledge that Damon was fucking strangers all the time, and I wasn't allowed to. I'm not the little wife who obeys without question. I'm the naughty wife.
My little bitch side was on full display, and Magnum had reserved a table for us at the restaurant. I cut my hair and lightened it. I put on a cherry red satin dress with a generous slit and put on my make-up. Magnum was looking good in a black silk shirt and white trousers.
We went to the restaurant, and Magnum looked at me with open admiration. I had my heels on; I was determined to show how to be a good-looking woman. Magnum directed us to a table, and he had clearly informed the kitchen of my food restrictions. So my food would be just fine.
Magnum offered, but he refused to listen to anything other than what he was offering, and he had money, too. So I then let him offer dinner to me. We had lobster bisque for starters, croutons, and white wine.
It was delicious, and Magnum's eyes just wandered over to examine my cleavage quite a few times, looking at my breasts and my nipples, which showed through the dress a little bit.
The main course was a game. Large game plates of different meats were for people to share, but we both ate ours. We were still in the main course when Magnum put his hand on my thigh, inside my dress slit. I didn't move it away but looked at Magnum challengingly. He licked his lips with his tongue, grunting lightly.
We sat side by side, and his hand wandered upwards. His fingers brushed the insides of my thighs, teasing, irritating, and giving me a chance to stop if I wanted to. Damon's words echoed in my mind, and I spread my legs a little more.
Magnum's fingers were now touching my wet panties. He continued to tease me. He ate with one hand, and I tried to eat, too. Then he moved the crotch of my panties aside and touched my cunt for the first time. Very lightly, but I was already so sensitive at that point that I took a deep breath.
His fingers were light as he explored my pussy, watching my reactions and my expressions as he gently touched my clit, my pussy lips, dragged his fingertips across my pussy.
He almost made me pull my drink down the wrong throat, and he got my nipples pretty good as he continued to tease me. He smiled smugly when he saw me almost squirming on the bench next to him. The strawberry and champagne smell was so strong now that even he could smell it.
He moved his fingers over my clit, feeling it grow and moisten. Oh fuck, this guy could tease and tease well. Then, when I was almost ready to beg, he went ahead with things.
He stuck his three fingers in my cunt and started moving them around in there, opening his fingers. He found my G-spot and started teasing it. Spreading my cunt, pushing harder and deeper.
He put his thumb on my clit and started rubbing. I was pretty much at the end of my tether and came hard, but I bit my lip. So, I didn't scream outright. He finger fucked me through three orgasms, then pulled his fingers away, licked them first, and then wiped them on the napkin.
And resumed eating himself happily. I panted for quite a while. I finished eating, but I showed him I could do it, too. And do it well. For dessert, we had some kind of chocolate Charlotte, and I ate it for a while, and then I had a minor accident.
I dropped my spoon on the floor and went under the table to look for it, supposedly.
I did little tricks and unzipped Magnum's pants and first started massaging and teasing with my fingers on his dick, which was already hard. I got Magnum to take a tight breath while I scratched his balls with my nails.
Then I used my mouth. I took Magnum's dick all the way into my mouth and teased and licked, chewing gently. I let my vampire fangs come out a little and give delicious sensations to Magnum's hot, hard dick. He was pretty aroused, and I knew he wouldn't last much longer.
Magnum was hairy, and I stroked the rough hairs while squeezing his balls; I continued now harder, more demanding, and teasing. I kept him on the edge for several minutes. I felt him coming, and I swallowed the entire load.
It wasn't much, and it was pretty tasteless compared to the flood that Damon or Adam can produce. Then I put his now soft dick back in his pants and pulled the zipper closed.
I stood up, holding my spoon, and said, "I've found the spoon at last. "
Magnum had the patience to finish his dessert, and I ate mine in peace and quiet. After we had eaten and drunk another bottle of wine, Magnum was more than ready again when I casually touched him on the crotch. He paid the bill, and we were then ready to go to our room.
He took me by the hand and led me to our room. We kissed, and he was a fantastic kisser. He was in a very passionate mood and mostly grunted. Didn't talk. We undressed each other, and Magnum was already really hard. I touched his muscular body, and although he was noticeably more muscular than Adam or Damon, he wasn't quite over the top at it.
His skillful lips found my breasts and nipples and made me moan with pleasure more than once. Once we were naked, we ended up on the bed, and we kissed passionately. He then came on top of me, and I spread my legs.
He pushed into me all at once and was attentive and affectionate. He took care of me, and I exploded hard at the end. He had a much smaller cock than Damon, but he certainly knew how to use it, and by human standards, it was probably from the bulkier end.
But we made love. It was sweet. Yes, I came out of it and Magnum was exhausted, but compared to Damon, sweet, gentle lovemaking.
Magnum was on top of me. Careful not to flatten me under him, I felt his cock moving slowly and steadily in my pussy. When he picked up the pace, I felt ready to come, and we came at the same time.
But as he was human, he went limp, and then we lay side by side, kissing before he recovered again.
Finally, he rolled off me in a sweat and said, "Few women exhaust me as well as you. I feel you could still go, but I can't."
He fell asleep in a few minutes.
I pulled the sheet around me and fell asleep while I contemplated the experience. I had no regrets, not a drop. I was most amused, and this had been just another experience.
Is it the same with Damon that human women can't handle his rather insatiable libido, and when he gets going, he needs more than one?
When I woke up the next morning, Magnum was already getting dressed and swearing. He had to go. He had a gig coming up from Reddington, Nevada.
He said, "I know you're not in the mood for a gig, so I won't even ask you along. Besides, it's just me and my charm; I've got to charm a couple of naughty ladies linked to a couple of nasty establishments."
I said, "Yeah, I'm not in the mood. Go ahead."
I sat up, and Magnum came up to me, looked at me, and said, "Do you regret it?"
I said, "Not at all. You see, I'm a real little bitch when it comes to that. Besides, I warned Damon about this before. "
Magnum laughed, and we kissed again, and then he left. For some reason, I can't keep a man, or a woman, for that matter, on my side after sex. I guess it says in me to reject this.