Chapitre 415: 14. Don't Shut Me Down.
After taking my clothes off, I stepped into the sauna. The warmth enveloped me as I settled in and felt the heat of the stones radiating around me. I poured water over them, creating a hot steam that filled the air with a pleasant aroma. It was the kind of steam that you can only experience in a well-built outdoor sauna - the kind that leaves you feeling rejuvenated and refreshed. I had put some lovely rose scent in the water that I threw onto the stove.
Once I had finished my steam, I made my way over to the water and dove in, feeling the cool liquid wash over me. I swam and floated, letting the water wash away any tension that I had been carrying. It cooled me off wonderfully and got my body going in a different gear altogether. After a few minutes, I made my way back to the sauna, feeling invigorated and alive. Now it was time again to get heated up and really heated up, too.
As I opened the door to the steam room, I saw two men waiting for me on the deck. One of them, Damon, held a bucket tightly in his hand. I sat down on the rails and stretched out my legs, the sauna cushions protecting me from the hot walls. The walls were made of boards on three sides, and I positioned myself in the corner, allowing me to fully stretch my legs without the fear of being burned. It felt wonderful to be there, enjoying the heat and the company of others.
The men were opposite me, and I decided to give them a little show. I let my legs be a little apart and began to stroke myself lazily, looking into the distance as if I wasn't even in the moment. I stroked my nipples and touched them with my fingertips. I let my hand stroke my belly and my ribs. I did this like I wasn't really even thinking of that. I was just touching myself and enjoying the sauna, being a woman with needs and intimate knowledge of her own body and pleasure, too.
Then I dipped my fingers into my cunt and gasped in pleasure. Oh, it was wonderful. I spread my legs a little more and found that Damon couldn't even throw water on the stove. I dipped my two fingers into my cunt and moved them there. I could feel my cunt getting wet and ready. My walls were gripping to my fingers as I skillfully knew where to touch myself in order to get the most intense sensations, but I had self-control too, this was gonna be the long-time deal and I was not going to get myself off all too fast.
I found my G-spot and massaged it, simultaneously letting my thumb work on my clit. I felt myself getting aroused, and I didn't even look at the men. I was determined to do this slowly and not even come yet. As my pussy got more and more wet, strawberry and champagne smelled in the air, and I knew when to stop. Then I withdrew my fingers and licked them lazily.
I reached out and grabbed the bucket and the ladle. Both men were looking at me with eyes blazing, dicks all erect. I started throwing water on the stove as if my little performance had done nothing. I actually enjoyed the feeling of being aroused. I could feel my pussy oozing juice at the slightest thought of how ready I was. Now it was time to get some moving on those men, to drive them into the lake.
And yet I endured. I was hitting so hard steam and the temperature rose in the sauna that the men were groaning. Eventually, they cursed, got off from benches, and went into the water, and I was enjoying myself. Heat soaked into my body and I was used to hard steam. I wasn't touching myself; I was just letting the pleasure soak in completely and letting my strawberry champagne scent me. I knew the cool lake must be helping the boys.
When they came back to the sauna, I continued my performance. Now I was teasing my clit, and Damon had already moved right next to me. How long would he last? When I saw he was about to. I stopped and sat up, ran into the water, and swam.
The cool water and the extremely aroused cunt were an interesting combination. Oh, I was enjoying myself. This was one of those wonderful times, getting to swim. To enjoy. I was floating in the lake, and soon, I noticed two determined men marching into the lake.
Damon came up beside me and hissed, " Little bitch, now you're caught. Now we're going to play a little game."
He started stroking me as Adam came around the other side and put his hands under me so that I floated in the water. Damon bent down and started licking my breasts; Adam did the same. They were licking my nipples, pinching them, rubbing them. Damon put one finger in my cunt first, while Adam made sure my legs were apart. I was helpless against them. Damon's finger was skilled at teasing and arousing; he added another finger, fingers separated, stretching my cunt, arousing.
Adam continued to fondle my breasts at the same time. Damon added a third finger. I felt how full I was getting, and his fingers kept stretching. They moved in and out of my pussy, and then he put a fourth finger in my pussy and let his thumb rub over my clit. I could feel myself starting to come.
Damon's fingers showed no mercy, and I came hard as Adam held me in his arms. Then Damon lifted me and lifted me on top of his cock and pulled me to the bottom at once.
The water was a special element to fuck, and at the same time, I felt Adam start to push into the depths of my ass. They fucked me in the water violently and possessively. I was full and came over and over again. The men shot into me at the same time, and I felt the hot, thick cream of lust spread all over me.
We ended up on the beach to continue, and at one point, the three of us were inside, and we were fucking all over the house. I don't know how long, but Adam's phone rang somewhere in between, and he left.
And after that, I had to have another power wash. My skin was pretty much peeled off, also all the fillings were rinsed off on medbay. I was given a flank, so I didn't resist much. He was determined, quiet, and angry, jealous. But he had let Adam be with us and now he showed me how hard it had been for him.
We went into the master bedroom, let it burn, and showed each other what we meant. We took it all out, from frustration to rage to despair. We had no limits. We were wild and uninhibited, but even so, he didn't let the wildcat get the better of it. Not that way at all. We had to be with each other completely. I didn't even know how long it had been. I lay on top of Damon, listening to his now calm heartbeat and enjoying myself.
Damon said quietly and stroked me. " What was that gig? How did you lose them? I know you saved me. One fucking bitch got a couple of weeks of torture for fucking selling me out, but come on baby, tell me. You know I can help. "
I said, "Leave it alone. It's already forgotten. Now, let's move on. You know. I'm raising money for a castle. It's in Kansas. It's lovely, but it's gonna take some doing. What do you say I buy that castle and we fix it up together?"
Damon took a breath and said, " I promise you, baby, right here and now one thing. I promise you that one day I will get all that shit, all that evil that has already happened and possibly what you are about to experience out of the way. Someday I'm gonna help, whether you let me or not."
He continued stroking me, and then he said, " What about that castle? Maybe you should look at it before you buy if it needs too much renovation, then I wonder if it's worth spending your money on. And besides. Then we could hire somebody to fix up that castle so we'd have a fucking castle. "
I was silent. It wasn't exactly on my mind, but I didn't care.
We went on for another week. Then we'd been fucking for another eight weeks in total, five weeks with Adam and three with each other.
One morning, while Damon was making breakfast downstairs, I received a phone call from a woman named Maggie. She claimed to be looking for Damon and demanded that I drop him off with her immediately. She knew I was Damon's wife and threatened me with consequences if I didn't comply.
I was bewildered, and a bit shaken by her aggressive tone. I asked her who she was and why she was looking for Damon, but she didn't provide any straightforward answers. She kept insisting that I hand him over to her or else. I was relieved when the call ended and went back to enjoying breakfast with Damon.
However, when I mentioned the call to him, Damon's face darkened, and he became serious. He told me that Maggie was a vampire woman who had been obsessively pursuing him for a while. He said that no matter how much he tried to avoid her, she always managed to track him down. He found her behavior irrational and didn't understand why she was fixated on him.
I was shocked to hear this and asked him if he had ever met her before. He said that he had only spoken to her over the phone and that she had been harassing him for weeks. He was worried about what she might do next and asked me to be careful if she ever contacted me again. I couldn't believe that such a bizarre and scary situation was unfolding in our lives.
I reassured my husband and promised to kill this woman myself. Damon wouldn't let me.
He said, "Baby. This is something I have to deal with. Not you. This is vampire politics all over again, and you're not getting involved yet."
I smiled.
Damon said, "I better go put this bitch in her place once again. This will take what it takes. I am sorry, but this is a must-do thing to do. I'm leaving my phone again because I have an app here that will find your little transmitter that I have hidden somewhere in your body and I am not going to tell you where. It is also protected so you won't see any scans, and I don't want anyone else to find you and my wallet so they don't see what you look like."
I nodded and said, "I'm going to go to gigs and I don't know when I'm going to have to watch my phone or whatever. The witches and wizards and demons are on the case now, so this will take all my energy. Maybe in the meantime, we can buy that castle together if you want."
Damon came over and wrapped himself around me; he said, " Believe me, baby, if I could, I would just spend time with you, but our lives are what they are. I'll see you one day. We had a pretty intense time again. You're a damn good seducer, you know that."
I smiled and kissed my husband passionately. I said, "I'm off to make some money for our fucking castle. "
After releasing Damon, I reached out to Adam and briefed him on my decision. However, I was disheartened to learn that Adam was still working under Bran as his subordinate, dealing with alpha crises. Bran was keen on organizing a Marrok conference to review the Marrok law, owing to the multitude of issues plaguing it. Certain groups were pushing for changes to it, which made Adam increasingly frustrated with the chaos.
I then contacted Magnum and divulged my target to him. He cautioned me to be cautious of demons, as they could be a vindictive bunch. I devised a plan to hunt down demons, wizards, and witches, primarily on weekends, so as not to interfere with my weekday job at the animal clinic or the chocolate shop. I wanted to sharpen my skills and remain vigilant in case of any unforeseen circumstances.
Overall, I was confident in my ability to multitask and handle the challenges that lay ahead.
But then I had to start concentrating more on the gigs when these targets started to rampage and try to attack me. After a month, I gave up the gigs and concentrated on killing and destroying. We found a lot of witches and wizard caves with all sorts of weird things, from symptom potions to disease potions onwards. Once again, Dresden and Constantine got to go over everything with the good witches before anything was moved anywhere.
I had a lot of work to do and a lot of money to make. I had been working tirelessly to destroy demon lairs, but it seemed like every time I destroyed one, another one would pop up. Amidst all of this, I hadn't even taken the time to see if the castle was up for sale or how much it would cost.
I kept pushing myself to keep going, but I didn't realize how long I had been on the job. I knew I needed to take a break and rest for a bit, but I couldn't just yet. Instead, I moved on to Canada, where I encountered some very nasty poisonous demons. They were a challenge to deal with, but I knew I had to persevere.
Despite all the difficulties I was facing, I remained focused and determined, refusing to give up until I had accomplished my goals.
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