Damon had instructed Adam and Charles to remain silent about Mimi's infection. He avoided speaking to Mirella to prevent a conflict with Bran, despite Charles' insistence on revealing their thwarted plot. Instead, Damon provided Mimi with soothing dental treatments during her illness, ensuring her natural heat, whenever it might be then. Adam and Charles devised their own strategies to protect Mimi from Mirella's reach.
Damon had frequently lifted Mimi from the floor during her sickness, but eventually grew weary and kept her under, as it was easier for both of them. Although it may have expedited her recovery had she been awake, the crawling on the floor worsened the infection, rendering it futile to keep her conscious. As usual. She was really the worst patient in history and the universe too.
Once she was well, Damon had to leave again, leaving behind food and without his phone or wallet, as he embarked on his pursuit of Sark, his personal hobby. This pursuit agitated Volcano, which motivated Damon to continue, knowing that Volcano aspired to work for Sark, but was denied the opportunity. Damon effortlessly approached Sark and repeatedly eliminated him, sabotaging Volcano's chances of joining him. Sark had soon become too suspicious and could mimic a volcano well enough to ignite a lot of distrusts between those, too.
The volcano sabotaged his relationship with Mimi, and he paid back, messing up the volcano's changes to work for Sark and the possibility to strengthen him. He had gotten Sark three times to tell him ways to strengthen the volcano; he had tried to give certain substances to him, and Damon had made himself immune to them. He could fight back when he understood how.
So, when Mimi messaged him, Damon was prepared to serve and protect her, creating a period of blissful intimacy. It was time for heat and this time, no problems at all. However, he chose not to disclose Mirella and Bran's scheme to her, instead focusing on ensuring her enjoyment during their time together. Perhaps one day, he would rid himself of Volcano.
In his quest to kill Sark as many times as possible, he had learned to sleep. It had become his lifeline, almost. As Damon drifted in and out of sleep, he dreamt of a woman on a beach, feeling their mutual love and drawing strength from it. This love, so pure and intoxicating, did not make him feel unfaithful to Mimi. Yet, he resolved to keep these dreams to himself, cherishing them as his own. The scent of peaches and white wine lingered in his mind, evoking memories of that woman's perfect body. She looked like Vivien Leigh and he called her darling. She felt like a piece of his soul, his true soulmate.
I was unaware of the nature of my infection, and it felt strange to experience normal sensations of heat throughout my body. The heat seemed to intensify, gradually drawing closer. Mimosa was still in heat, and it was likely that she would have an after-heat period as well.
This left me with limited options on what to do. In a state of urgency, I sent Damon a text message, "I'm experiencing intense heat symptoms, and it's escalating rapidly! Mimo has taken all the men. What should I do? Mimi."
I hoped that Damon might have some remedy or solution to temporarily alleviate my heat. Though I didn't want to get my hopes up, I couldn't help but consider the possibility that he might be available. I had my fantasies quite wildly playing in my mind, already telling me that this would be one hell of a wild heat for us.
An hour later, the phone rang, and it was Damon. He informed me he was on his way to help me with my heat. He assured me not to worry and promised that we would have a pleasurable time together, just the two of us, and that this heat would be perfect. I had left the door to the wing unlocked so that he could enter and secure it behind him. He would get here in a day.
Hour after hour and as each passing minute made me increasingly restless, my sensitivity and swelling intensified. My pussy was getting so damn ready and it had not been this intense in a long time, if ever. My body craved sexual satisfaction, and I desperately hoped that Damon would arrive soon. I did send him my fantasies, through our bond and hoped he would not be overwhelmed by them.
The following day, when Damon finally arrived, I was soaking in a bath, my already moist pussy yearning for pleasure. Thoughts of the pleasure room occupied my mind as I prepared to leave the bath. Just as I was contemplating the various options I had at my disposal, Damon entered the room. He took a moment to inhale the air, as if savoring the scent. It seemed that I had the desired aroma. I had just stepped out of the bath, wrapped in a towel.
Damon's husky voice broke the silence, "Oh baby, whenever you're ready." His gaze burned with desire, his voice thick with lust, and his jeans strained against his impressive erection.
I smiled. I was more than ready. Every inch of my body was primed for pleasure. The mere scent of Damon's pheromones caused a rush of juices to flow down the insides of my thighs. I walked leisurely towards one bedroom, opening the door and turning back to drop my towel. My breasts tightened, yearning for his touch. I craved the sensation of Damon's gigantic cock relentlessly penetrating me.
Completely naked, I lay on my back on the bed, my legs already spread wide. My hands explored my body, teasing and arousing myself. When Damon entered the room, he wasted no time undressing, revealing his muscular physique. He approached the bed, ready to fulfill my desires.
Damon is magnificently built, full of solid muscle with every muscle clearly defined, a narrow waist, muscular legs, and a cock the equal of which I had never experienced. It extended into Damon above his navel. It was so thick at the tip that both my hands could not reach the total around it. The shaft did not narrow but slightly, and I could barely get the fingers of both hands to touch each other.
He came to the bed and climbed on top of me. His gorgeous body touched me, and I lifted my hips in readiness. He laughed and kissed me. I sucked on his tongue with a tongue secretion. it made my heat even hotter, and I whimpered from the need to get fucked and hard too. This secretion was new and related to the fact that Damon also had cat genes. And I eagerly kissed back.
Damon let his hands roam all over my body, his mouth tasting every square inch of my skin. He teased my nipples with his tongue and touched the insides of my thighs with his fingers. I was squirming, pleading with him to fuck me. I was a female feline in heat, so eager for him to penetrate me. Finally, I felt a hard, hot cock begin to press into my greedy cunt. I tried to lift my hips and come against him, but Damon glued my hips to the bed and continued.
He slid effortlessly up to my bottom and started a frenzied movement, and we kissed greedily. I felt my first orgasm start to develop, and then as waves of pleasure started to wash over me, Damon picked up the pace, lifted me from my back, supporting me slightly up, and sank his teeth into my neck and started to drink.
The explosion was tremendous. I shuddered into Damon's arms again and again as he fucked through the next orgasm and again drank my blood. Then I felt him accelerate. His climax was close, too. He was grunting now, his passionfruit smelling even more in the air. I was very close to my climax again when he accelerated and slammed right into me and roared.
I sank my teeth into Damon's throat and ate as naughtily as I could. He positively exploded inside me. He also sank his teeth into my neck, and the pleasure took us both. I felt him swell even thicker, and he finally caught me as he sprayed his entire load inside me.
We fucked and fucked at the beginning of the heat. Nothing mattered. We just had to have each other. I didn't remember the past or think about the future. All we had now been this moment. We were each other. And then it changed again, this lust. Because Mimosa was separated from me, and Mirella too, I had a kind of wolf form, but I didn't use it much.
Damon turned into a wolf. He could do it now like Charles, quickly and efficiently, without pain. I hadn't got that ability yet. Damon started licking me all over in his wolf form. Finally, I turned over to my haunches. He was on top of me like lightning. I held my position pressed my upper body down and spread my legs. I felt his hot dick cock unerringly find my juicy clit and sink into it.
He was even hotter and longer in wolf form. He moved a little and sank even deeper. He quickly fucked hard deep into my pussy, and I felt some fluids flying from him all the time. The pace quickened, and I felt her start to swell. Finally, he glued himself even tighter to me, pushed his cock into my cervix, and stopped. I felt him start to swell, and I felt an orgasm approaching. With every hot spurt I felt, his cock had swollen from the base and was all the way inside me.
His dick was about in my womb, and he kept coming in there. The knot was fucking me at just the right spot, and orgasm after orgasm assaulted me. We were always stuck for almost 45 minutes. When he finally came off me, nothing came out of me. Everything had gone where it was supposed to.
We took a break for maybe half an hour. I had time to get something to drink when Damon was already pushing me with his muzzle. I went to the side of the bed on my back so that my feet hit the ground and my pussy was just at the edge of the bed. Damon jumped up against me. Once again, he knew what he was doing and was inside me in an instant.
Even in this position, he thrust hard and deep, licking me in between. I wrapped my legs around him so that he sank all the way in. He fucked fiercely, and we got stuck, and again I could do nothing as I came hard and rough, and he delivered his load all the way in.
My heat was oh my heat. Damon, in his wolf form, was demanding, and I quickly learned that a little poke on the nose meant I had to go down on all fours. He came up behind me and grabbed my ribs with his strong paws. And pushed into me. Never missing a beat, he found my pussy mercilessly and quickly penetrated my insides effectively.
He was huge, hot, and hard and growing all the time. With each thrust, he went deeper and deeper. He penetrated and swelled. I didn't need many minutes each time in this treatment. When I exploded the first time, it thrilled me more and more until Damon finally got stuck, locking me to him, and flooded my insides.
Although, like dogs or normal wolves, Damon didn't jump off me but pushed the knot as much as it gave way, and it made me explode again and again. I milked Damon's dick with my pussy. I felt the hot liquid flooding wave after wave into my insides. I was always momentarily exhausted after this.
I got up off the floor and dragged myself to the shower. I had time to wash my hair before Damon was already in the shower with me. He pushed me against the wall and sank inside me. We tried to wash and fuck and finally gave up and went to bed. It was a passionately demanding time, but it was just the two of us. No one came to disturb me for the whole 12 weeks that my lust lasted.
We chatted, we tried to cook, let's just say there weren't many places in that wing that weren't consecrated. Somehow, this felt familiar, heat time, just the two of us, but I couldn't quickly recall many times when we'd been alone in the heat.