They arrived in Chicago and drove up to an old abandoned factory. Samuel had indicated that if he was needed, he was free; he had suggested bringing Mimi to the medbay of the Chicago house, sleeping and feeding her blood slowly. Damon had explained to Samuel that this was vampirism and that medical science would not help.
Then, when Samuel announced he had found a small spray bottle full of holy water in his father's belongings, Damon again lost his temper. It would weaken Mimi and her self-control, making it even more ferocious. He was quite Powderkeg to himself.
He warned Adam that Mimi's skin might be badly scarred by the burns caused by the holy water, and if their blood didn't fix everything when Mimi drank it, he could heal them with his dental solution or his blood during the heat when he would wipe them with his blood. Now it was time suck it up and do the work.
Damon smiled wickedly as they wound their way to an abandoned old factory that kept the heat on as it was used from time to time as a town store, storing everything related to gardening and planting, like pots, tools, and even some perennials. They went into the basement.
Adam said, "I can smell Mimi's heat-it's so strong. "
Damon nodded and said, "I can smell her blood lust again. "
The men found the right spot and demolished it. Slowly, Mimi came out. Adam couldn't hold his breath when he saw how bad Mimi was. He felt his temper flaring up as well. Damn Bran.
Mimi was dehydrated, her skin grey with faint darker veins. Her eyes were closed, her skin blistered and sore, and her mouth was open but somehow burnt. Her lips cracked. Adam saw how badly Mimi's skin was scarred, and he wasn't sure if Damon's blood would help her. He hoped it would help.
Damon said, "Holy water. She's going to be in pain, and there's nothing we can do about it yet. We'll keep the cell dark and just try to hold on. We'll harden our hearts. Now it is not time to feel tender."
Adam nodded and continued to undo Mimi's. Her neck and chest were also blistered. Adam didn't notice as Damon took the jar, bit something into it, took a handkerchief from his pocket, and gently wiped Mimi's face with it. Nothing had happened yet, but Damon wasn't worried as Mimi was still wholly desiccated. Mimi's teeth were showing between her lips, and her eyes were closed.
Damon said, "That dental stuff will remove the worst pain so she can function. I'll put some more on just before we wake her up."
Adam nodded. He hated Bran. He hated this. There was no excuse, no explanation for this cruelty.
Damon growled. " Concentrate, Hauptman. Now is not the time to let your temper get the better of you."
Adam calmed down. At least a bit even. He was thinking what he wanted to do Bran. He had pretty good mind. Damon warned him again as images flashed in his mind.
Damon sank his teeth into his finger and let out a whiff of blood, but Mimi didn't react. Good, she was safe to move. They got Mimi off the wall and carried her to the car.
Then, they drove to the Kansas mansion that Mimi had gained. There was a suitable, strong cell in the basement. Damon had gone it through properly so there was no chance of escaping. Mimi was in the car when the men went to fix the place. Adam carried a thick air mattress in while Damon dragged a chest freezer and put the blood bags in.
He said, " Cold blood is easier to drink when Bran has burnt Mimi's throat with holy water, but my blood should help. " He kept his temper under control. He knew that he wanted his revenge on this but now it was time to help Mimi, not go after Bran.
Adam got the mattress pumped full, which they laid Mimi, a couple of hundred bags of chilled, ice cold human blood in the coffin freezer, buckets, and many others, because Mimi would vomit the vervain out. Damon poured the dental solution over the inside of Mimi's mouth, throat, and face. Adam saw Damon shaking with rage. He wasn't the only one who had a problem with Bran. He could sense Damon's rage.
Damon had then brought in one of the drip racks and put a two-litre bag of fresh blood in it. He hadn't put the blood in the tube yet, so they would have a few seconds to get out. Damon placed the tip of the drip tube on Mimi's lips so that it was inside her mouth.
Damon said, " Get out, now. I'll be right behind you."
Adan backed away from the cell, leaving the door ajar. Damon stood up, opened the bag, and came out of the cell with vampire speed, slammed the door shut, and locked it. Blood trickled down the hose and hit Mimi's mouth. Adam saw Mimi's hand move, and he instinctively tensed.
Hungry. Hunger was again the first sensation that came back, and I tasted the blood in my mouth and attacked. I saw a bag of blood, tore it off the rack, and drank a couple of sips to empty it. This was good, but more and lots of it. Then came the pain. I rolled onto my side and moaned loudly. My face and throat were on fire, I couldn't breathe, and the bloodlust took over my mind completely. I suddenly stood up, grabbed the drip rack, and slammed it full-on against the door. I was no fucking prisoner and smelled the blood behind the door. I hit it again and jumped up to hang on the bars that protected the small window. I tried to rip them off.
Damon's voice said calmly. " Darling, the chest freezer. Now, you must drink human blood until every last drop of vervain is out of your system. Then and only then will you get more of my blood, which was in that bag, darling, start working. "
For some reason, I obeyed. I didn't understand why. My blood lust was at full blast, I was so fucking sore, but the burning in my face had eased a little. I went to the chest freezer and started to eat. That half-a-liter bag was quickly gulped down, and after ten bags, I began to feel sick.
Now, I didn't get a fever; I started vomiting the vervain out of my system. I saw that I was still pretty damn dehydrated; my skin was grey, and black veins were showing. My powers disappeared somewhere because of this incredible nausea.
I collapsed on the mattress and threw up in the bucket. Green sludge. And again. Shaking, moaning, vomiting. I begged them to help, but neither Adam nor Damon would. Every time the vomiting stopped, Damon told me to keep going, and for some reason, I obeyed.
I couldn't think, the bloodlust took all my thoughts, and I kept trying to attack the door, but the stern voice of Salvatore brought me back to drinking human blood. Oh, I fucked to them as creatively as I could and drank. I cursed them both, even Adam, just as badly as I could.
Adam sighed. He was sitting in another room on the basement floor with a cannula in his hand, giving blood. He had already given many bags. Mimi's rampage was getting to his soul, and he felt how terrible a place Mimi was in through the mating bond.
But Damon was adamant. He had taken Adam into this room, made him sit in a chair, and chained him to a chair to give blood. He was always draining a couple of bags himself, cannulating his heart directly to get the blood out of himself quickly, and he kept the blood under a heat lamp, including Adam's blood.
Damon said, "We just have to hang on. It looks horrible, and I know Mimi is sending all her pain to you through your bonds because she is doing the same to me, but it will get worse before it gets better. Now drink and eat, I'm going to go back to steering the wildcat."
Adam sighed as Damon unchained him. He began to eat and drink, not even realizing that he, too, was obeying Damon without question. Damon had given him some injection straight in his heart, helping make more blood but his expression had been oddly satisfied.
The horse fucking Salvatore had no mercy, no help, even though I sent my pain and hurt, my distress to him through our bonds, and he didn't even put it down. I mentally fucked as hard as I could, but the bloodlust took most of my vocabulary away.
Salvatore's even voice said, " Keep going, darling, more human blood. You are now vomiting all the vervain out, and it will actually make the bloodlust worse as the pain it causes will stop, but you won't get blood yet. "
Holy Shit. I drank and vomited for an incredibly long time. The pain seemed to go on and on, and I must have thrown down my throat. I couldn't attack anything, even though the bloodlust was burning my soul. I was so fucking exhausted and powerless.
I heard Adam talking to Damon in a now worried voice. I didn't hear Damon's reply as I threw up again. I was already running a fever. It had come on at some point, and my skin was covered in green slime as I sweated like a pig. I had no sense of time or understanding of anything but pain, bloodlust, nausea, and cold when the fever came on.
I had no thought in my mind about Bran, only my need for blood, those blood bags who had imprisoned me here. Their blood right about sang to me.
Eventually, I threw up green, but some of the blood came up. I was still sweating. The fever kept on sawing. I was really powerless, my mind was pretty much gone. There was only bloodlust.
Damon said, "Good, keep going, keep going until you don't vomit anymore, keep going, then it will help."
I kept going. There were dozens of buckets in the cell, and I had already vomited them. I was halfway through when the nausea stopped. I remember having at least 200 liters of vervain poured into me.
I drank two more bags, but nothing came up. I was still shaking from the fever. Slumped in heap on the bottom of the cage.
Damon said, " This will help."
He turned on the sprinkler on the ceiling, and I felt it flush me, the rest of the vervain off my skin, and bring the fever down.
The blood lust was now roasting in my mind, burning my soul, and I was getting some of my strength back; those two would be the perfect victims. I felt my fangs come out full, and I sat up, watching them now with interest.
I lay on the mattress and felt the hunger take over again.
Adam asked Damon, " Why does Mimi obey you?"
Damon smiled confidently and said, "Because we now have the link, I am Mimi's sire, the maker. That night's stabbing and the fact that I healed the wounds with my blood activated Mimi's vampire side a bit in the same way that I would have turned her. I got the link open when I gave her that bag of my blood and will soon confirm it when we give her blood. She's at her most dangerous right now, so we're not going anywhere near it. So far, it's working well, but when Mimi gets some of her strength back then, there are no more guarantees. Mimi has a damn powerful will."
Adam looked at Mimi's expression. Mimi was now looking at them with open deception and was ready to attack. Mimi's skin was grey, like a mummy, naked, her bones showing.
Damon said, " Once she gets blood, it will help."
Adam nodded and said, "She is a beast, totally soulless at the moment."
Damon grunted. He wasn't afraid of Mimi, but he was careful. He had his experience dealing with vampires in this stage.
Damon had already drained ten big bags from both of them into the man. He put three bags on a tray, opened the cell door hatch, and pushed the tray through.
"There you go, darling, start eating, two from me, one from Adam. Now you're allowed to eat. First, my blood darling."
I rushed to the bags and nearly tore them apart with my teeth. I did as Damon said. I was not thinking anything else than hot blood beckoning me. I recognized which ones were his blood. I drank as greedily as possible so that no drop would go to waste. Three bags, 15 liters, were quickly destroyed. I tore open the bags and licked them. My bloodlust only grew stronger.
The tray was pulled out, and four bags were in the same order. Always first, the blood of Damon was to be drunk, and oh, how I licked those bags carefully. They were perfectly hot and lovely, and it felt wonderful when the hot blood ran down my throat, healing all the damage from the holy water.
I knew I had already had a blood thirst after I had eaten Bran, and I threw up some of it, and then he pulled 400 liters of blood out of me so my blood lust would not be quenched easily. I would not have any more of that self-control. Five bags.
The same thing continued; I felt the tissues slowly returning to life, and I was no longer grey. I drank and drank until it got easier. Nothing was too much, and I felt the blood condense in my stomach at record speed as all the water entered my tissues and the blood was absorbed. Blood was my life, nothing else, just blood, and I needed it a lot.
Then, the heat came on because the lust that was burning inside of me was enormous. The vampire side of me came out. My hair turned white, my nails were long and black, poisonous. I was wearing a black lace dress. My eyes were pitch black, my lips blood red, and my skin very pale.
Damon said, " Oh, I'm being seduced already, darling. You'll drink those bags, then we'll see about that."
Damon made me drink four more bags, and then I lay on the mattress, my stomach full and exhausted. I was looking my long black poison nails; I knew that I had hypnotic poison, kind of paralyzing agent in them. Meant to subdue my meal. And it would spice their blood as well. I was unique as vampire too.
Damon came to my cell. I sat up. I stood up and scratched Damon with my fingernails. Giving him first dose of my poison, making him hiss from pain quite sharply.
He snarled, grabbed my wrist, looked me in the eye, and said, "No. You behave now, and we won't hurt anyone while dealing with the heat. I can rip these off if you don't behave."
I replied, "My meal, don't be a killjoy..." My voice was alluring, dark.
I opened my pheromones, trying to look another place in his body where to give second dose. All it took little flick of my nails.
Damon held me and said, " Unless you want me to rip those nails out, I suggest you behave."
I pouted. I said nothing. He was true killjoy.
Damon took my hand and smiled beastly, too. " Come on, darling, let's go to a more comfortable room. And don't worry, if you get hungry, just eat. We have plenty of blood in us. I developed a little dental stuff to increase blood production. We're both loaded."
Even Adam? I thought eagerly; the tiredness was receding again, and it was good I didn't tear Damon's clothes off when we got to the bedroom, where there was already a naked Adam Hauptmann.
Damon had warned that the lady's vampire side would come out, and this one would be a little different. Adam would notice how incredibly sexy Mimi was in her dress...Damon took it off Mimi with a couple of flicks of his nails as he took out his own vampire side.
Mimi had drunk a total of 20 5-liter bags of blood. Adam counted about 100 liters, and it was nowhere to be seen as the wiry Mimi, her ribs clearly visible, crawled eagerly naked on the bed to Adam.
Damon had said that Bran had drained 400 liters of blood from Mimi, so she might be hungry, and the vampire half confirmed it. Adam liked Mimi's white hair, and her poisonous claws didn't do any harm. They kissed.
Mimi was horny. She trapped Adam under her and impaled herself on Adam's cock in one fierce movement; she fucked hard, moving Adam's cock inside her more and more fiercely and fiercely, holding Adam's wrists above her head, kissing Adam over and over again until he came, but Mimi didn't stop there.
Adam could no longer stop his own release, and he felt himself filling Mimi as fully as he could. Mimi attacked Damon next and tried to get Salvatore under her, who wasn't quite up for it.
Damon bit Mimi on the neck, changing her hair to red somewhere in between, putting Mimi's vampire side in hiding as Mimi wanted to drink blood and not fuck so much, and the rush needed to be stimulated. Adam watched the couple go wild for a moment.
They spun, Mimi occasionally getting Damon under her, but he quickly rolled Mimi under him. Now and then, Mimi would attack Adam, and Adam didn't fight; he enjoyed it.
My passion knew no bounds. Neither man could fuck me until I was immediately tired. While Adam was with me, Damon went and took his wolf form. Hmm, this is going to be interesting. Adam kissed me fiercely, and I kissed back, and suddenly, I had no time to stop when Damon came right in his wolf form and pushed to the bottom at once and started fucking me wildly.
It was amazing. I wanted a knot. I was looking forward to it, and I pressed my front to the ground, spreading my cunt as wide open as possible. I felt the massive knot inside me, and now it was just pleasurable; it stretched me so that I came with a sustained fire. Eventually, it disappeared inside me, and soon Adam was finished. Let's just say I was into wolves and lots of them. My lust lasted another six weeks.
A Bran had once knotted Mimi, and it had been a traumatic experience, but now. Adam held Mimi still and kissed her so that she wouldn't notice when Damon jumped on her back in wolf form and pushed deep, and started fucking her.
Mimi really begged for a knot. She moved with Damon's thrusts, pushing her upper body down and spreading herself open. Damon pushed to the bottom, and Mimi came with the knot several times.