My outfit was just right. I looked in the mirror as I listed what I needed. First, the clothes. Button-down shirt, satin, peach, short sleeve. Skirt, silk turquoise to the knees with a bell sleeve so I could watch a bit to make sure the wind didn't show my panties. And what if it does? A bra. Of course. Fine time to be a member of the pack. I had the car already loaded, the GPS tuned, and my spirits were very high. I called Adam.
I was surprised to hear a softly dangerous, "What are you doing, darling? Why didn't you call me darling?" Damon.
I replied, "How are you on Adam's phone? Are you on a pussy break or what?"
Then I realized there was no more music or laughter in the background. Oh, is the party over? Fine. I would not tell the men the address, maybe after I'd been to the farms.
"The party is over, darling; it was just a reaction to the anger that came from the demon. We are now completely free. Adam's in the bathroom, and when I saw you calling, I had to, darling."
Fine. I replied, "Good to know if everything's okay over there. I'm still in France for probably a week or two months. In fact, I'm just about to go out and get some supplies from several farms. Seven, to be precise, but I'm doing great right now."
I couldn't resist, and when I was a bitch, I was a bitch.
" It was a bit of a terrible start, but there's always something that helps, you know. I've got Damon in my head with this thought. I'm single. I'm not even engaged to anyone. As for you and me, it's sex when we meet if we're lucky, but I'm learning to look for relief elsewhere. Now I'm understanding why those parties are sometimes necessary for you. If you feel half as good as I did... You see, I went on this trip just so I wouldn't blow up in your face when my rage was pretty much at the surface and it didn't appreciate the parties you were having, so I looked at things from the right point of view. I saw my hand, no ring, no ring of any kind, and not even a dent in the ring anymore. I was really single, so I could have sex with whoever I wanted when I really needed someone to make me feel like I was more than just a pussy in heat."
I have a bad habit of being annoying, especially when the darling side comes out. I can't help myself. I am always annoyed at the wrong time. I'd jump up and down or rub it in Damon's face. I'd admit what I'd done, and oh, how I could still say it when I knew it was going to go to Damon's head.
Damon said silkily, in the right voice to make me go on, "Oh, you've been doing that. Well, how many do I have to kill? You see, darling. I'm going to kill all of the following if you ever sleep with another stranger again. They'll be dead and don't think I won't take you as my own; remember; you're my vampire wife.."
Oh my god, here comes another sentence, and I couldn't stop myself, "Well, I don't know if it matters if I'm your vampire wife or not; you're cheating on me more than I'm cheating on you, but does Colin count as a friend or a stranger? "
Damon was silent, and then the connection was broken. He must have destroyed Adam's phone. Well, it can't be helped. Me and my big mouth. I had to give the gentleman a little slap. However, it may not always be the healthiest thing in the world.
I was mildly, only very mildly, regretful of all the things I'd revealed to Damon, knowing him. But then again, I was so fucking self-satisfied and smug about the whole fucking thing it didn't matter. I was right, and Damon would be thinking about his own behavior for months if he didn't see me going anywhere.
I didn't believe what Bran said about Damon and Adam just doing the work with the women. That much I know about fucking. It wasn't a performance, and they both enjoyed the girls. Damon could have easily said no to the whole thing. He's a fucking thousand-year-old vampire, and Bran still hasn't made him do anything he didn't want to.
So it was pointless for me to go all martyr and explain that Bran made him do it. Damon himself has shown to me enough times his own powers and I know marrok powers. When Damon puts the psychic pressure on, then marrok power is nothing compared to that. But that's just what men will learn if this turns into a war.
I went to my car. My electric blue sports Mustang and I went for a drive. First up was the mill and the potato farm. I drove through the beautiful countryside. Again, it was a bit exotic to drive a really fancy sports car on a gravel road, but I didn't mind a few scratches on the car's ground surface. This was my pleasure, and I took it very much in my stride. And I could see extensive fields of potatoes and crops. I found my destination and parked my car in the driveway.
Adam came out of the bathroom to find his phone in little crumbs on the floor of the Paris house. They were going to surprise Mimi. The party had been over quickly, although Bran had tried to get them to continue, but one stern look from Damon, a nosebleed, and Bran had stopped partying too and gone to Montana.
Adam had already found the castle a few days ago. They had been planning and researching the house in Paris. Damon had wanted to surprise Mimi and now this. He felt his core coming out more, and he was furious.
Damon sat in his chair, looking grim, and Samuel was quiet on the couch. They hadn't taken Bran with them.
Damon explained to Adam what Mimi had done. " Mimi was jumping on strangers or acquaintances. She was with Colin and bragging about it."
Adam looked at Damon for a moment. Jealousy struck him; how could Mimi? Adam picked up and slammed one of the vases against the wall.
Samuel sat on the sofa and said, "What on earth are you panting for? This is what you have been doing to Mimi for years, and most of it, Damon, you have been married to Mimi. This is a brief lesson to you about what it must actually feel like for Mimi. Now grow up, or you're not going to Mimi. Damon, you called Mimi when Adrianna was sucking your dick. You always fucking do it, so Mimi knows exactly what you're doing. That I don't know what the fuck for, and I'm pretty fucking ripe for it. You don't have a fucking clue what Mimi's been going through for months. Have you talked or talked to her for a long, long time? You fucked when the Delacroixs were visiting, and oh fuck, if I'd been there, the whole fucking breeding game wouldn't have happened."
Samuel's voice was low and gruff, and Adam was taken aback. He had assumed that Mimi had had no big problem with the whole Delacroix visit.
Samuel continued relentlessly. Now he didn't hold back. "Mimi put a brief note to us she had an abortion, but she didn't give any details, then we grabbed her, drugged her, and didn't have time to talk about it when you fucking demon came over. I know, Damon, that you probably saw some of what was going on in Mimi's mind but not all of it, or you're not the man I think you are. I just got off the phone with Colin, and I don't even bother to tell you. Ask Colin or Dresden or Mimi herself."
Damon said, "I spoke to Dresden. He did tell me about Mimi's fever and the smell. Yes, I know he described it very accurately. I was hoping I could have been there for Mimi."
Samuel looked at Damon with contempt. He said, " Dresden didn't tell you everything; of course, he told you Mimi's symptoms, but what happened after Bran drove you to fuck the Delacroix seducer. For your information, those girls had been wolves for 50 years and had been running around in over 60 packs auditioning men. The whole damn reproduction thing is a hoax, and I've talked to Bran about it many times. They weren't supposed to breed, just fuck with you and enjoy a pleasant home. Fucking gypsies they are."
Damon was silent. Samuel was fed up with their martyrdom.
Adam said, " Oh, I didn't know. Bran made it sound real, and then he told us to make the breeding nice for the girls. They'd be more fertile, and we had a reputation to uphold."
Samuel banged his fist on the table. Adam flinched. He knew this story just took a different turn, and he knew subconsciously that the next thing would not be easy to hear, but still, he wanted to hear it. Then Damon and Adam got Samuel to tell them everything Colin had told him.
Samuel said, "When Damon went away and didn't even use his telepathy or vampire powers when he was already under the girl spell, Bran drugged Mimi, then Bran took Mimi to his room, fucked her like a wild beast, in the presence of an alpha female. This lady's kink is watching a man take a woman. Then Bran called the Delacroix men, and they were allowed to grope, bite, touch Mimi, and do anything but fuck Bran fucked Mimi violently all the time, and the Delacroix men bit off every mark, and when one alpha resets another mark the claim is null and void, so there goes your lust to be with Mimi."
Samuel looked at both men. He was furious about what Colin had told him, but Samuel was very pleased that Mimi trusted Colin and had told him everything. He carried on his not-so-nice account about the events of that visit.
"Then they would bite and suck on Mimi's breasts all over the place, and Bran would use Mimi as a sex toy until he got her womb open. Then they laid her on her stomach and held her down. Bran changed into wolf form and thrust his knot into her pussy several times, flooding her womb full of cum, keeping her drugged for 24 hours, the wolf's knot in her pussy, her womb full of cum, and Bran was breeding her. He had probably got the heat turned into reproductive heat, and then when Mimi had already burst, her womb bulging, Bran kept her drugged and changed rooms. "
Adam wasn't sure what he would like to do, Bran, again. He was seething with rage. Damon sat expressionless and listened to every single word.
" He explained to Mimi how you were just acting as sperm donors but walked them past both rooms where you were fucking the Delacroix girl, kissing, enjoying, and talking to them. You know it doesn't fucking matter if a woman comes when she's inseminated, you both know it, but you just took the excuse Bran gave you to get good-looking women into your bed when you should have been taking care of Mimi. You Damon haven't talked to Mimi in a long time, and she talked at length with Colin, and told him about her gigs with the two hit men she ran into. Mimi needed company."
Both men were silent. They knew how fucking wrong they'd been again, fucking up the whole fucking thing, and Mimi was paying. Damon felt his rage growing as he thought of Mimi under Bran, this one in his wolf form fucking, tearing Mimi apart.
Adam said, " What else? Is there anything else? Oh, fuck that. I'm weak, too, and I'm not really a good mate. Now, I don't blame Mimi at all."
Damon was silent, then he said, "I'm not perfect either and I know my mistake now. I didn't look at the Delacroix thing when I was jealous and assumed Bran had been proper."
Samuel said, "Colin said Mimi still had traces of tearing in her pussy, and although Mimi was horny and clearly craved sex, he was trying to make it perfect for Mimi so that she would get that little bit of pleasure during those months. Because she's had it pretty fucking rough for a long time, and none of us remember that because we're fucking selfish."
Samuel was on the roll. He wanted once to let everyone know his opinion on something other than medicine.
"We just preach and scream. We're jealous when she fucks others, but when she's actually single, you're single too, and Mimi has learned that. She can no longer insist you be faithful when you are no longer married or even engaged. You've only mentioned the wedding a couple of times, but then you haven't told Mimi what a fucking moron you were. What you two have been doing is fucking, that's all. Remember how you were with Mimi? You went shopping, you talked, you did things together and think about what your life is like now. Just sex."
Damon was silent. He was determined to teach Mimi what this meant to him, and it was going to be a hard lesson, but he knew his feelings, and it was time she learned she belonged only to Damon. Then, after that, it would be time to make some wonderful memories and be together.
Damon said, "Miss is leaving on her next trip, but now is not the time. I say we go and get her and go to our new castle, and then we'll see about that in the pack."
Adam grunted and said, " Good idea, those people out there on the farms and Mimi's clothes.."
Samuel said, " Well, what's so terrible about it then? After all, Mimi is almost daily with the people when she's doing the flea work."
Damon growled low dangerously." Fine, Cornick, come with us to get that young lady, and you'll see."
Samuel furrowed his brow and said, "Fine, I can see that."
Luckily, Damon still had an app on his phone that would help him find Mimi. Damon went to medbay first and downloaded a few syringes that would be needed.