On the flight, I concentrated on my messages. I was needed, and I didn't even eat much as I was work-oriented already. and said I could be let off in Spain.
Damon said, "We're both going to America now to join the pack. Bran wants to talk to you again. Now is not the time for the baby to be independent,"
Fine then, let's not be. I continued to the fleas and wrote kill lists during the trip. I had time to plan some gigs and look up some problems. Mimosa demand me to write those lists and send them to Reddington for review.
I leaned back in the chair. My eyes were tired of looking at the screen, so I closed them for a moment. Then all of a sudden, I had some kind of vision: I went into a Kentucky house and I saw Damon in our bed with three women. He was fucking them and hard, too.
Damon said in the vision, " Come on, baby, come with me, and I'll breed you too. Let's get you properly pregnant."
The vision ended, and I was left wondering. I opened my eyes and kept my reaction minimal. Mimosa said, " Our abilities have now evolved to where I can't keep them all to myself, so we have a new ability. We can partially see some events from the future. Just like before, but the memory was taken away from you. Now this is new, and it is not sure, that this actually will happen."
Oh fuck. So that was going to happen. When was it going to happen? Why could I stop it?
Mimosa said, "Well, I have been able to see different futures for quite some now, but these events that burst to you, are more likely to happen, like if normally my visions would have the chance of coming true less than one percent probability, then I guess, and this is a pure guess, probability in these would be around ten percent, at least."
I was silent. This was not good, but there was nothing for me to do yet. Some part of me decided to keep this from Damon. I focused the rest of my time on my work. Damon seemed to texting some girls and calling them too, almost having once again phone sex with them.
When the plane landed, I was in work mode. Damon could fuck half the state if he wanted to. I had my mind set elsewhere already. We walked to one car, pack,s SUV, and Damon drove. feel free. We went straight from the airport to the house in Maine, and I went to change.
Bran came to the door and said, " Did you have a good time? We've got a lot going on now, little girl. You might not make the gigs. I need your special skills as the killer, Mimi. So I hope you are ready for work."
I frowned as I was still thinking about the vision and said, " Why, what have we got to do?"
Bran said, " Now we're all going after the witches, wizards, and demons. Now I've had enough, and now I don't want to stand on the sidelines and ignore it. Five packs have been hit hard by them, rest of the packs are not willing to risk unless we give them something to fight for, they are let's say, too submissive and afraid of those witches and demons, they are being blackmailed and many had given in to those demands. We need to show that it is possible to fight back and win. Are you ready for that little girl?"
I nodded. "Fine by me. Where do you want me? "
Fine, then let's go to the pack gigs; it's fine. I turned around and started to organize things in my mind. Reddington was looking at those lists that I had sent him and he had sent me earlier a huge list of victims and their information. To get those victims killed had been my original idea of what I would have started to do, but it would have to wait now. Time to get those witches and demons, too.
That Reddington list was actually almost like a real phone book with thousands of names worldwide. There was information on all of these targets, so this was a huge book. Thick as hell. I knew it would be quite a job, and I would have to work pretty hard when I started organizing these gigs. I had this phone book in my bed.
Bran asked as I picked an enormous book in my arms to put it away in my safe in this room. This was my gig room.
"What's that?"
I said, "It's the Reddington gig list, the phone book, thousands of names and their details. I've got to start organizing those gigs for the fleas at some point. This was my original idea of what to do, but I will help you with those witches and demons too first. "
Bran said, "Let me have a look through that list, little girl. Don't worry; I'm not out to destroy; I just want to see who our enemies are. I don't know nearly all of them either. I am Marrok. I want revenge for those who I have lost and believe me, Charles is not the only enforcer who I have at my disposal. Let me help me with those when you help me with witches and demons, too."
I handed the thick file to Bran, who took it under his arm and said, " Seriously, this is in my office, and you can have it back any time you want, but if you want help, I can get Charles to take care of some these guys, or actually, I'll call Magnum and put this in his hands. "
Fine by me. I thought. There's work for Magnum to do, and if we went after the witches and wizards, then I wouldn't have to do office work yet because that folder would take time and patience to sit and talk on the phone or send emails and get the gigs organized.
Bran nodded and left. I had sensed his rage, too. Damon had told me that the visiting pack was no more. Bran had taken them to hunt with him, except, he had hunted them all and mauled them to death, leaving the carcasses for all to see. What happens when someone is poisoning me? I was not sure if I should be flattered or not.
I went downstairs after a while when Bran had disappeared and I bumped into Adam around the corner.
He grabbed me and said, " Where are you going, beautiful? I haven't seen you in ages, but you know what? We do gigs together. You and me. Together. This is not a solo job, but a pair job, and oh, I am waiting for you to give good guns, let's take one of your cars, a fully packed car when we go, and you can get all the guns for us."
I smiled and snuggled up to Adam, where Damon had a cruel mouth, even though he was a really good kisser, Adam's mouth was kissable, tender even. Adam was handsome. He reminded me the most of the actors. If I thought about it, Luka Kovack, aka Goran Visnnick from the ER. He is a little more dangerous though, a little tougher too, and not so tall and bulky. His face was perfect, just handsome, dangerous, and seductive.
He often had humor in his eyes, and although Adam was hot-headed and fired up easily, he wasn't as impulsive as Damon, which was interesting in itself. Adam always thought before acting, whereas Damon acted and then thought. I put it down to Adam's military career. He has more self-control. Adam's mouth was, above all, kissable. It called out to be kissed, so I glued my lips to his and kissed him passionately and fiercely. When I pulled away. Adam's gaze was noticeably hotter, and he was breathing harder.
He said, "Didn't you just have a couple of months of fucking Salvatore, and yet you're still so passionate?"
I said, "I did, we had really rough play so if you are up to it, to spank me really hard, to hurt me even, I am all in."
Adam was silent as he gazed deep into my eyes. I smiled and walked into the kitchen to find something to eat.
Adam walked behind me in the kitchen, still thinking about what I just told him. Damon was nowhere to be seen in the kitchen, and I didn't even know where he was. I grabbed my food, warmed it up, took drinks and, as I ate, I decided to tell Adam about my vision.
I said, "Adam, Mimosa told me we have a new ability. We can see part of the future. She could glimpse into the future. Now, I don't know if it can always be prevented and why I can even see it. According to Mimosa, these glimpses, and visions have a ten percent chance of actually happening. So maybe they could be prevented. But I saw a vision. Onto the plane when we were coming back. That's when I came into the Kentucky house, and when I went upstairs to our bedroom, Damon was fucking three women in our bed, and he said to me, "Come with me baby, I'll breed you too. Let's get you properly pregnant." Now, I don't know, Adam, what that vision means and when it would even happen. And I don't know what the women were."
Adam was silent and said, "An interesting vision. I know it could be true, given Damon's attention, but..."
A tight voice from the doorway said, " And why didn't you tell me about that then, baby, when it so clearly concerns me?"
Oh, Damon had come.
I said, " I didn't see the vision until I was on the plane, and I wasn't sure what it even meant or if it would ever happen."
Damon was silent and focused. I could feel him watching the vision in my head.
He said, "I'm going to have to make a brief phone call and ask some questions about why on earth I would want to breed three harpies because that's what those women were. I know the three of them, and I can tell you, baby, I'm certainly not going to do that now."
He walked away and picked up his phone as he went.
I said to Adam, "Did you notice, what he just said, that he will not do that now? He said nothing about He would never breed harpies."
Adam said, " Fine, good catch on that one, by the way. I'll call Dresden and see if he has anything on the harpies. Then we'll go to the gig together. You never know how tight a schedule we'll have then, so we might have time to enjoy each other a bit."
His voice had a clear seductive edge to it, not the same kind of raw danger, but Adam no pussycat when it came to domination in bed.
I continued eating as Adam left to phone, too. You never know what we're going to do at the gig. I thought to myself, half-amused, "Just give me a handsome, willing man, and this girl will be all set. I am a real sex beast, that I do know. "
I'm some kind of fucking horny little bitch who can't get enough of anything, but I knew I'd do my job no matter who I was with. I finished my dinner, and the man's phone hour seemed to go on. I then went to the spa and turned on the sauna before going upstairs for a moment to wait for the sauna to heat up.
After half an hour, I changed into my bathrobe and thought I'd go and enjoy the bath and sauna, maybe swim, but I was in a bit of a lazy mood and wasn't sure about the swim now.
I walked down to the spa and started to pour myself a lovely, colorful bubble bath when Adam said from the doorway. " Another bubble bath. Do you think that'll save you, beautiful?"
I smiled and said, "I'm not looking for salvation, just a little relaxation. For some reason, that vision made me a bit nervous, and I'm trying to calm down and get into a real good gig mode and let that vision go for now."
Adam lazily walked in and stripped naked. Oh my god, he was perfect, too. Every muscle showed just as it should. Adam's movements were deceptive and dangerous, but he had an alpha aura that was always sort of soothing and protective. But that's not what I was looking for. Adam went to the pool and went for a swim while I went to soak in my bath and closed my eyes. Another vision got to me.
I and Damon were fucking on the sofa. I was somehow drugged, in pain. I could feel his enormous cock fucking from below, and it was not good at all. And Damon gazed at me and said, "Do you feel, baby, how I've filled you with my sperm, and you know you're ovulating? And this pelt I made is just the place for us to make a baby. Now feel how I am conceiving you, how you will be pregnant soon, and you can't help it. Feel how my sperm will make you pregnant with me, baby? How we're gonna multiply, feel it. You are a good girl. I know this has been hard for you, but when you get our baby boy in your arms, it is all worth it."
My hand touched something soft and furry. I looked to my side and saw that the pelt under me was white with black and red patches on it... I looked to my side and the metal table where the Mimosa lay without her skin and said, " He took my pelt."
Mimosa was clearly pregnant. Her belly was enormous. I could see her bare muscles, and she was drugged. I tried to look. This was some kind of bunker. There were harsh lights, shed session machines, and the pain got worse as Damon fucked me harder and faster.
I gasped and sighed for a moment. Slowly the ghost pain went away. Was that a dream or a vision? Creepy it had been anyway, and Mimosa seemed to be asleep, so maybe it was just a dream. My brain is sometimes what it is. I didn't want to even think of that.
I thought about the vision for a moment and thought it was probably just a nightmare and a sign that I shouldn't sleep again.
Adam came out of the pool and said, " What did you see? You've seen something again. We have a connection and I can feel it through. You are in distress. "
I sighed and said, "I just dozed off for a moment. It was a half-dream; no need to worry about it. My mind is what it is, so I am fine."
I needed a little distraction, and this magnificent creature in front of me was just what I needed.
I looked at Adam for a moment and said," But now I think I'll go to the sauna. What do you say, Hauptmann, will you join me?"
Adam grunted, also fucking sexy, and helped me out of the tub. We went into the sauna, and Adam glued me to the rack on my back and thrust himself right into me without asking any more questions, and started fucking me hard, demandingly hard, and dominantly.
He kissed me like he hadn't kissed me in ages, and I felt his hands lock my hands next to my head in place so that he was in complete control of me. He was hard, hot, relentless, and complete. We fucked passionately in the sauna, and Adam turned on the automatic stove, and the heat did nothing to dampen our passion. Adam took me again and again. Penetrating, thrusting into me hard, passionately relentless, he showed me how alpha he was. How he takes a bitch just when he wants to.
From the sauna, we moved to the tub, and Adam didn't let me do anything at all now. He pulled my hair and choked my throat hard. He knew I didn't need to breathe, and the squeezing grip around my windpipe made me explode pretty damn hard. I lay under Adam as he let his thick love cream rush into my insides repeatedly, how he pressed and brushed my stomach and ribs, feeling his cream there.
I was completely under his control, and I was enjoying myself immensely. Eventually, we both took a quick shower and while I was still washing, Adam had already left. The gigs would start in a couple of days. Now it was time for me to enjoy, before starting to do again what I knew best, to be a killer.