My life was a mess. First Damon and now Charles. Is Adam next? First, Damon is lovely and perfect, well, I forgive him when he fucks others, and then the shed sessions started just when I thought I had got rid of the drug facilities a bit.
Now that Charles stunt. Oh, how I felt like telling or getting someone to tell me so many times that I didn't have a demonic infection, but I restrained myself and focused on moving on.
I had now been away from Damon for five years or so. I hoped the reunion wouldn't immediately lead to a shed session. I was now fine when I came out of the wing to have a bite with boys or with Mirella and Mimosa. Damon was there, smelling like passionfruit, but I was like air to him. He talked to Charles and Adam. He even flirted with Mirella. Fucking Mimosa.
But he wouldn't say a word to me; just looked at me for a moment and then turned his head away. I have no idea what went on in his mind. Did he see me as anything more than the victim? Did he not trust himself around me? I would have been ready for some bedtime action with him, but no.
If he'd got rid of me, that is. I don't know. I decided to recover and take a vacation now. I didn't concentrate on work at all. I was physically fine, but I needed to get my mind straight and be in my own peace.
Charles and Adam went on a killing spree. Magnum took care of the fleas, and I packed my bags. Why? Because Damon was giving me a look. That usually means a shed session, so I thought I'd go elsewhere to get away from being available. He looked at me like a piece of meat and then went to talk to Bran. Not a good combo.
I bought an island off the coast of Australia where I thought I'd retire. I also wanted to get away from Bran so he wouldn't start counting the last time I had a rush. I wondered if Charles or Adam had told him about my heat, which had stopped in two weeks. It usually means that a new one could come on at any time.
The man has been addicted to the heat for a long time. Mimosa had a rush, so Bran, Samuel, and Damon would take care of it, and since the mimo was completely unattached to me, we could be just fine wherever we were. I could be on my own just fine, with no problems at all.
I carried the bags into the car, and Damon came out.
He was leaning on the doorframe, looking at me lazily, and asked, "Where are you off to, darling?"
Oh, this guy again. He was not moving, just watching me packing my many bags in my pink Ferrari.
I said, "I bought an island. I'm going there. Taking a vacation. "
Damon looked at me for a minute and said, "Where is this island, baby? Is this new?"
I said, perfunctorily, "Australia. Yep, it is new."
I got in my car, started it up, backed out of the driveway, and started driving to the airport. Not sure about Damon's mood, so this was the best strategy to have a wonderful vacation.
On the plane, I ordered everything. I knew the goods would come less frequently, but that didn't matter. One of my primary goals was to map the plants on the island, especially the orchids. They were my passion; I had them in my greenhouses, and they were just lovely, anyway.
I had bought a couple of new SLR cameras and all the equipment, and they were actually already with me. Now I would take a holiday from everything. Some time to myself. Exploring Orchids and getting my head back together a bit more. All by myself.
I had bought big files where I would print the picture of that orchid and try to name it, find if it is some already known species, and if not, I would just name it to myself, not giving it to any official name or announcing it anywhere.
The flight was long, but that didn't matter. I ate and slept, put the cameras together, and planned everything. I would have many folders for other species of plants too. I finally landed on the mainland and took my motorboat to drive to the island. I got there, and it was paradise. I had to learn how to drive a motorboat too. Few missions required me to learn that skill too, so it was all good for me.
The days just flew by. I woke up whenever and wherever I had decided to sleep. There were no snakes or any invasive animals—Constantine's little clean-up time had seen to that. I photographed orchids and other plants, ate, and lounged. There was an array of unknown species of orchids and other plants and I knew that I would have to verify them later on, but I took a lot of data from them. My plants. Just what I needed. I'd been on the island for two weeks when I heard a boat approaching, but it must have passed because the sound faded.
I was on my way to the house to get some food when Bran came out of the house.
"Hello there, little girl. The nice little island you have here. We are going to have such a good time. I will help you. You have had now very many terrible heats and yet you have not asked my help. I will help you have good heat and then you see how it is done. "
Bran started pushing his Marrok Force and making me change shape.
Yes, even without the mimosa, I could be a wolf. Big and grey, quite plain in color, but a werewolf. I felt a cramp start in my legs and arms, and I collapsed on the beach. It was useless to fight back. I cursed to myself. I am somehow Marrok's spare, meaning that I become marrok when he can be, meaning, marrok force will work on me so damn well better than men.
Bran walked over to me and said, " I heard about your uterine infection, and my girl, you need a rutting session, and now we're going to do it first, but as wolves. I will fill you full of heat. I will help you see that once you get fucking enough, the heat will be good. You might not be willing, so I need to keep you in line. We will be fucking all the time. I've got the restraints with me. Don't you worry about that, little girl? I'm just making sure your transition goes far enough. See, you're not gonna beat me at this. And since I put this on, it'll just take a minute."
He walked near me. His voice was explanatory, but he had no idea what he was doing, not getting on my good books with this stunt.
"That way, you'll be suitably exhausted when I get you right. So I'm going to step on you in wolf form, and I'm going to keep up the heat until the heat is unstoppable; then you'll change the form, and so will I. We'll have private heat time on the island. And what happens after that? You never know, little girl, when your body will be able to carry the pups. Never."
His voice was now dreamy, like I would be the perfect incubator for his pups.
"That's why you always have to try. I'll show you now that I can give you perfectly normal heat without any complications. Just fucking. You'll see. You'll get your cunt full of cock and your womb full of sperm, just what you need. After this, girl, you'll understand who's supposed to take care of your heat. I am sorry about your bad heat, but I show you that I know what I am doing."
Bran watched for a moment and then went to the beach. I was changing my shape. It was as damn painful as ever.
He'd had a big boat and was hauling bags and boxes from it to the beach. He went to one spot on the beach and began to assemble some sort of frame. I couldn't watch as I tried to concentrate on changing shape and being as relaxed as possible so that this would go by as quickly as it could. Not care about the pain, or sounds coming all over my body as it rearranged itself into a wolf.
I was planning maybe run away as soon as possible but this usually took a lot out of me and now Bran restricted power flowing in me, making this very hard work for me, meaning I would not be in any shape to run right after this.
He was putting together a frame where there was obviously a spot where my head would go through, kind of like a cattle pen. He secured the frame firmly to the ground and tested it again carefully. I was almost done and lay on the ground, powerless, as the last muscle twitches went through my body. My muscles were trembling from exhaustion.
Bran came and grabbed me by the neck and tail, lifted me into the air, and carried me to the frame. I was quickly tied to the frame so that I couldn't pull my head free, and it also held me by the front of my chest. Bran went and tied my tail to the side and stuck three fingers into my cunt. It hurt. I yelped out loud. A wolf's pussy isn't that terribly big if you're not in heat.
Then Bran opened a box and took something out of it.
He came in front of me to show me, "Look at this little girl; this here on the head is a hormone implant that will soften and open your uterus completely. It will also make you wetter, but it may take some time. See this string." He showed me some sort of weird small tampon. End of it was pointed, like a pencil tip.
" I shoot this implant into your cervix, where it first gets stuck. When it starts to work, your cervix opens and softens, and the implant drops into your uterus, which causes this thread to slip inside you. I can see directly when your uterus starts to open."
He showed the implant in full; it was quite thick in the middle part of it.
" As you can see, this is quite a big one, so just think how open a womb I'll have then. When the wire goes inside you, I'll just fish it out because the implant will melt in your uterus. And then I'll change the shape. You're in that frame. This is called the stepping frame, and I'm going to be fucking you. And maybe, I'm not sure yet, if we can get a special guest in your heat."
Bran went to my rear, and I felt him push the implant fitter deeply inside me. I howled as he shot the implant into my cervix. It hurt. Then Bran just finished undressing and went to sit on the beach and watched for the string to drop inside me.
He had gotten my folders and looked them through. He said to me, "Little girl, so If I read these right, there are many unknown species on this island. I guess you weren't gonna share this with the pack. I wonder how much reputation would grow if Marrok had an island of unknown species in his pack. "
I did not reply to him anything. I felt the pressure on my cervix ease, how it began to open, and finally, the sensation disappeared completely.
Bran stood up and said, "Showtime, little girl. First, I'm going to moisten you a little more. You'll get wet naturally. You are always so damn dry."
Bran took a tube of something and pushed it to the bottom. I felt some of the stuff go into my womb. It was some kind of gel, and he was still rubbing it on the outside of my cunt.
Then he went to change the shape. In 10 minutes, he was done. I felt him jump on my back and push into me. Fucking me with passion. Then he finally penetrated as deep as he got and started to swell, at the same time starting to flood my womb.
Bran's knotting almost always hurt. He was not as big as Damon or Charles. And I couldn't understand why Damon's or even Charles's didn't hurt. He was fucking me while he was in the knotted. Every time he subsided a little, he would start jerking frantically to get himself back in the knotted position. I was full.
It was painful the whole damn time, at least for me. And I could feel the effects of the heat. Every once in a while, Bran would break away and go for a drink or even a swim, but the more he got the stimulants in me, the less he went anywhere.
Now, I wasn't particularly wet at first, but after 12 days, the heat was almost on, and I could feel it. Bran fucked on the heat in wolf form and then broke away. He changed shape and fucked me in human form. Then he unhooked me and made me change form. It was very painful for me. To change my shape and he again made it hard by restricting the power flow to me.
Finally, I lay on the ground on my stomach, and Bran came and lifted my butt in the air and pushed right inside me, he was huge, or I was so swollen. He fucked hard and passionately, and I was still so exhausted I couldn't come. Finally, he teased my clit enough, so I came and felt the flood inside me again. He was very irritated as I was not in heat as I should have been and came easily, but my heat being what they were, this was no exception.
Bran fucked me for probably another two hours, during which I didn't come at all, but he came a lot. My heat was progressing, though, although now I was mostly Bran's own personal sex toy. He dragged me inside, into one of the bedrooms and he had a tranq gun with him if I did not cooperate.
He kept the pack ties tightly controlled so I couldn't contact anyone. Likewise, my phone was hidden, and I had already had 12 tranquilizer darts for not giving right away. He then fucked me while I was half-conscious. My heat was barely progressing. My heat was not as good as he thought and he was not in the mood all the time as he smelled my heat as a foul smell. He blamed me.
After 5 weeks of being in heat, Bran was not happy with my attitude at all. He went out to call a special guest. Or guests, that threat came more than once, that there were always fuck-hungry alphas waiting. He had gotten me fucked as much as my heat was barely progressing. He complained about my smell all the time and could not understand why it happened. Two days later, I heard a boat approaching the shore.