Kapitel 53: 13. Candy.
Lying in the deep recesses of my cave, a sense of contentment washed over me. The aroma of my recent catch filled the air, satisfying my hunger for now. I had no immediate need to venture out in search of more prey; this bounty would sustain me for quite some time. Oblivious to the activities of the pack, I reveled in the joy of being a cat, embracing my feline form as if it were second nature.
My cave had become a sanctuary, meticulously crafted to suit my needs. Multiple chambers provided me with comfortable resting spaces, each one carefully designed to offer solace and tranquility. Within the confines of my haven, my food stash stood abundant, an impressive collection of prey that ensured a constant supply of nourishment. The presence of enormous snakes added a thrill to my existence, their slithering movements in the jungle as I had caught them, keeping my instincts sharp and my enzymes buzzing.
In addition, a diverse array of scorpions and other critters thrived, their presence serving as a catalyst for enzyme production, at least for me. I had a gigantic pile of snake carcasses and also dead scorpions and other enzyme critters reserved for me.
While I couldn't ascertain if these creatures benefited the rest of the pack, they seemed to have no issues with their own enzyme levels. Perhaps it was due to their long-standing practice of collecting and sharing enzymes among themselves. However, I couldn't say the same to myself. Inevitably, I would encounter mishaps and injuries, leading to a greater demand for enzymes. As a result, my supplies were always perilously low. Yet, I had developed my own methods to sustain enzyme production, and the process was not only effective, but also tantalizingly delicious.
Damon and Mariella had spent quite a passionate time fucking like crazy and Mariella just could not get enough of feeling Damon's hard hot cock, plunging into her greedy wet, tight pussy and him biting her neck, ravaging it raw, igniting their passion over and over. Sex was her life. More or less, she lay sweaty next to Damon, the smell of their sex hung in the air, Damon's skin glistening with sweat. His grunts echo in her ears.
She loved to see the expression on Damon's face when he was about to come, flood inside her. How he grunted more, his expression fiercer and hotter, he trusted into her pussy faster and harder, and then when he exploded; he roared right about, but usually orgasm was that caliber that Mariella's eyes rolled back into her head and she was lost in waves of ecstasy for a few moments, feeling a hot flood inside her.
She was happy, basking in contentment until a torrent of thoughts flooded her mind, courtesy of the irritating Lepard, who enjoyed harassing her. This influx of thoughts brought her irritation to the surface, as she noticed various problems here and there. But what really bothered her was the smugness emanating from the little bitch living in her own cave, with an abundance of food and enzyme critters. She had been residing there for a few weeks now, reveling in her arrogance.
To make matters worse, the leopard, Lepard, had informed Mariella that he and the other three of their quarter might visit her, ravage her, and turn the entire cavern into their sexual nest. They would have a real sex nest for five of them. That would not happen, at least not without Damon knowing about it. She glanced at Damon, who had just finished unloading and seemed to enjoy himself. He had been quite brutal, which made her confident that he might be in the right mood for this.
She spoke up, addressing Damon, "Damon, do you have any idea what Mimi is up to? Lepard once again chose to irritate me by inundating my mind with his self-satisfied smugness. I can let it slide if you scan her thoughts and tell me if she can continue."
Damon locked eyes with her, sensing her irritation, and felt a surge of wildness within himself. He had just been contemplating putting Mariella in heat and having some fun with her, but this situation had captured his full attention. He focused carefully and delved into Mimi's mind, eager to see what she was up to.
I stood up and walked into the back of my cave. There was one little quite narrow passage, but as I changed my form into a lynx, it was not too hard to go in there. Through this passage, I exited from my cavern into a clearing and there was a perfect blue water-filled little pool of water, not too big, but a waterfall trickled into it. There was a little stream where the water was running, but this pool was perfect to swim.
I changed into human form, naked, and dived into that pool, surfacing and shaking my head to get my wet hair out of my face. I swam for a while. Enjoying myself fully, before floating in the pool on my back, keeping my eyes half closed and just relaxing. My life was pretty perfect, and I was not gonna share my paradise with the pack, not yet, and maybe if my quartet were free, I might bring them into my cavern but in my pool, not sure yet.
Damon whispered softly, his voice barely audible, "Looks like I am about to have some intimate and very passionate with consequences time with my alpha female. What do you say, darling? You might want to check on numbers two, five, and seven. Those Salvatores are infatuated with Mimi, and they're already plotting ways to seduce her."
Mariella glanced at her husband, his expression fierce, and replied, "Fine. I'll take care of them. We'll have fun, but not as much as you will, my love. Go ahead, assert your dominance, and show Mimi who she truly belongs to. And that pool... Oh my God, we need to find another way in."
A dangerous smile spread across Damon's face. They got up and headed to the shower, and as the water cascaded down, Damon forcefully pressed Mariella against the wall. He spread her legs, penetrating her with his hard, merciless cock, fucking her with intense passion and abandon.
In the midst of it, Damon's vampire claws tore open Mariella's throat, causing her to bleed. He continued to claim her, leaving scars with every bite. She was marked as his, even as she prepared to seduce the others. Mariella knew who she belonged to.
After their shower, Damon selected her clothes. He had already purchased outfits for both her and Mimi. The thought of dressing up that little bitch when she became pregnant excited him. He had even bought all the maternity clothes for her. Knowing that Mimi had bought plenty of clothes for herself had always bothered him, but during this pregnancy, they would shop together.
The girls would shop for males, and Damon would buy for them. What's more, he planned to take Mimi's five companions - Magnum, Colin, Dexter, Murdock, and Wulfe - with them on the shopping trip to ensure the ladies' safety. Mariella loved talking to them. When they attempted to be with Mimi, there would be three more females to protect. It was perfect. They wouldn't have much time alone with Mimi, but they would be responsible for the safety of the entire group of females. There might be other pack members present, but Damon was determined to have things his way, not Mimi's.
Damon carefully selected Mariella's outfit, dressing her in a tight satin white shirt, a short dark blue leather skirt, and skimpy panties. He styled her hair in an elegant updo. With this enticing attire, Mariella was ready to divert the attention of the Salvatore brothers away from seducing Mimi and towards herself. Additionally, she would use her charm to captivate Mimi's quartet. It was not their concern to join Mimi in the cave for sexual encounters; that was Damon's prerogative as the alpha male and Mimi's mate. He eagerly anticipated claiming the caverns as their own and demonstrating to Mimi who she truly belonged to. Knowing Mimi's healthy libido, Damon was confident in his ability to bring her immense pleasure and make her willingly succumb to his desires.
Initially, Damon ventured out in human form, casting a discreet spell to locate Mimi's whereabouts. He moved stealthily, ensuring she remained oblivious to his intentions. As he approached the cave, a potent combination of Mimi's pheromones and the earthy scent of tree trunks warned him against entering.
Undeterred, Damon transformed into a majestic, winged lion, asserting his dominance by marking the surroundings with his own scent, proclaiming his territory and the presence of many females under his control. He continued onward until he reached the mouth of the cave, where Mimi had cunningly concealed the entrance even further. Unfazed, Damon viewed this as a necessary precaution to safeguard their private sanctuary.
To solidify his claim, Damon peed and lot in strategic spots near the cave's entrance, meticulously marking their nest. Aware that Mimi was still blissfully unaware, swimming in the nearby waterfall, he seized the opportunity to explore the cave briefly before returning to human form and perching on a rock, patiently awaiting her return. With every passing moment, his arousal intensified, his desire to possess her completely overwhelming him. He yearned for a consensual breeding season, devoid of any past transgressions, ensuring Mimi's pleasure became his only priority. Well, if she would be too hard to handle, he would get rough, but then again, warning and action. His trademark.
I swam in my pool for what felt like an eternity, relishing the cool water against my skin. Finally, hunger gnawed at me, urging me to retreat to my cave for a meal. As I emerged from the pool, my human form still intact, I sought refuge on a warm rock, basking in the gentle rays of the sun. I wanted to dry off without scorching my skin, so I chose a spot that was comfortably warm. Not really want to burn my ass off by sitting on a too-hot rock.
I sat there, allowing the gentle breeze and sunlight to dry me, absorbing the warmth and energy they offered. I kept my senses open, siphoning bits of energy from the environment, like a solar-powered creature. My panels, partially open, absorbed the energy, replenishing my internal tanks. After a while, I transformed into a lynx and made my way through the passage that led to my cavern.
As I entered, the pungent scent of a male cat and the tang of passionfruit assaulted my nose, causing me to freeze in my tracks. This was not a good sign. But with my vast cavern and its multiple chambers, I could hide my food stash and avoid sharing it. I knew I had to confront Salvatore and gauge his mood. If he was more relaxed, perhaps he wouldn't be too upset. However, if this was Mariella's doing, he might be in a strict mood. I carefully concealed my thoughts about my hidden supply of food.
Calmly, I walked deeper into the cave, transforming into a jaguar. Damon, in his human form, sat there, his scent marking every inch of my sanctuary. Suppressing the urge to growl in displeasure, I reminded myself that Mariella would have enjoyed his presence, being more lioness than anything else. But as a jaguar, I did not want another male scenting my domain.
Damon stood up as I approached, and I made an effort to keep my tail from swishing, not wanting to appear threatening or challenging. He approached me, his touch firm and dominant, stroking me.
"I see you're in good shape," he remarked. "And oh, wow, you have some potent enzymes here. Maybe, baby, we should head back to the house and harvest some of them. But first, let me explore you."
His voice was calm yet commanding, and the air in the cave grew tense. Irritation welled within me, knowing that these enzymes enhanced my powers and alpha nature. Taking them away would make things more difficult for me. However, I couldn't rely solely on enzyme-rich foods, as they might have adverse effects. It had been a while since I had gotten snakes and scorpions, to be again my enzyme food, thus they were my preferred sources of beneficial enzymes.
Damon's presence loomed behind me, his touch firm and deliberate as his hands roamed my sides and back. I could feel his seductive intent, a mixture of preparation and dominance permeating the air. Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a massive lion, his jaws clamping tightly around my neck. Instinctively, I pulled my tail against my pussy, shielding myself, not in the mood for this encounter. I growled and writhed, knowing that without the alpha chakra, he couldn't immobilize me. This gave me a slight advantage.
His voice, silky and dangerous, reached my ears. "Oh, please, baby. Resist if you dare. Your reward will be a snapped neck and a future of being bred, and it might not have pleasure. But if you have any sense, you'll relax and enjoy it. Move your tail, surrender, and experience pleasure, or fight back and face the consequences."
He meant every word that he had just said. That much was clear. With limited options, I chose to be more cautious this time. I reluctantly relaxed and shifted my tail, allowing his colossal cock to thrust deep into my pussy. The sensation was a mix of pleasure and discomfort, provoking growls to escape my lips. Pleasure slowly built within me, intensifying with each thrust. Spikes irritating and arousing me. His weight on top of me made me feel helpless, yet this pleasure was building, and this helplessness was not bad. He kept me safe beneath him.
Damon encouraged me, his voice filled with satisfaction. "That's it, good girl. Let it happen. Embrace being bred, and you'll discover a new level of pleasure. You are my willing mate, and I will reward you if you learn to please me. Breeding can be fun. It will be very pleasurable, if you just surrender, accept, and let it happen."
As the waves of pleasure crashed over me, I couldn't help but scream. Orgasm after orgasm coursed through my body, as Damon relentlessly bred me. His hot jets filled my fertile womb, creating a fiery heat within me. I could sense new life forming, the growth of horns in my uterus, and a strange sense of fulfillment.
It dawned on me that the breeding season would always present challenges, but resistance would lead me nowhere. I had no choice but to accept Damon's power over me, our connection as mates, and the upcoming breeding season. This time, the lesson I needed to learn and embrace was acceptance. I had to embrace the fact that I was not in charge; Damon was.
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