Chapitre 54: 14. Everybody Needs Somebody To Love.
I was as pregnant with cubs as I could be and the silky voice of Salvatore made this very clear to me. I had no sense of time how long he had been breeding me, but his powerful firm furry body, his strong jaws grabbing my neck, and his huge prickly cock deep into my pussy, breeding me, fucking me, making me scream out of ecstasy and sometimes from pain had been my life for god knows how long.
He finally got off of me and started to wash me. I had no choice but to let him wash me, scent me, and suppress my urge to wash myself after him. He was not so happy with me right now.
After he had washed me, he said to me, "Fine, you can have a nap or rest while I see what we have in our cave, our nest cave, soon my love we shall go before that pack and they shall witness your fertility and our bond."
I did not reply, even though his words were almost poetic and loving. The tone of his voice was a menacing hissing that ran shivers down my back. So I curled up, closing my eyes, feeling myself breeding and conceiving all the time while he ventured into our cave. I carefully controlled my thoughts, not thinking of this as my cave as I felt his tuning. He was in a very dangerous, possessive mood and me to own this place. Well, I had no idea what would happen there.
After a while, I kept my eyes closed, trying to rest. Being a good girl here, he came to me, nuzzled up to me, and said, "Come on, time to get moving. "
I opened my eyes, and he transformed into his human form but said to me, "Not you, my love, you will be feline. That's it. Just be a good girl so you won't be so banged up. It is important as you are now pregnant and have a radar. To take it easy."
Oh radar, fine. He procured a spiked collar out of thin air and put it in my neck. Pressing sharp spikes deep into my neck. He put the leash on it and started to walk out of the cave. His clothes were on and he walked calmly. I had no choice but to follow him, being in collar and leash, fully under control.
We finally teleported into house and he walked me calmly to downstairs lounge where the entire pack had been gathered. Look for their faces said it all. Every one of them smelled my pregnancy. Females, Mariella, Mimosa, and Shadow got quite aroused by this and somehow this collar had opened some of my pheromones and I could see everyone really inhaling them.
Damon said to them, "As you can see, my mate, my alpha female, has radar. She is pregnant and we have a den already. Now it is time for the rest of females to be impregnated too, her pheromones will assist with that and as we have are having little fun here for next day or so, boys, rest of the pack, go out and find suitable dens to these three so we will make our cubs in wild, in our dens and I shall be there to help."
His voice was calm, but so damn dominant, so I sat nicely by his side.
He stroked my ears absentmindedly before continuing, " We will have those crystals to see when cubs are immortal. Then they will be sent to another place, and it is the rest of the pack who will care for them then. Mothers and small cubs will remain in their dens and we will make sterilizing magic in them, to eradicate the germs, keeping things clean. And as there are a lot of pack members who ask for help, no one will be alone. But mothers have their peace in tending their cubs, and this is new to some of them."
He looked at Mimosa and Shadow, who usually wanted to be together, to do stuff together, tend their cubs together, and now he separated them. And his voice was strict enough that it left no arguments.
I was thrilled to tend my own cubs, but then again; he had scented my cave to ours, so it was ours, and if I understood him correctly, he would be around enough that cubs would see him as father and safety. Someone to be obeyed.
I had recently read a few books about shifters bonds and breeding and well, when female gets pregnant, and if she has mate, cubs will sense that bond in utero already, and after birth, smell is most important sense of them in the first three days and pheromones are crucial.
Now pheromones are very intricate things and there is so much more than sex, and I have always been able to read them. But cubs would read them too in order to get a sense of their surroundings. And more of relationships around them. Now mating bonds and being in love have their pheromones and cubs could literally smell love.
But then again, so does dominance, lust, keeping control, and being strong. Again there were pheromones in there, too. The more the male kept his females under control, but as a mate and love, the stronger cubs would perceive him. If the male does not bother to control the female, the mother, cubs would sense how powerful mother they have.
And as my and Damon's relationship has had more ups and downs than I can care to count and our breeding and having cubs had been tumultuous at times, cubs have pretty often seen me stronger one. Whereas Mariella's or even wolves cubs would sense Damon being a strong one as females had been under his control.
And why? It all comes in so many things, but one pretty big thing was that the alpha power of these three females had originally come from Damon, marking them being Damon's whereas my alpha power had been born inside me. It was fully mine and Damon had combined it, slowly, but I remembered the time when it was 70% combined, that bond. And that memory, scared me from time to time as the connection had been so perfect, and the mere thought of feeling love through that kind of bond...
Suddenly, number two and number four rose. I guess Damon had told them to do something.
Two came and took my leash, tugged it, and said, "Well, come on, time to check you out. Let's go to medbay to see where we are. You will be in feline shape all the time. And we will have the means to control you, too."
His voice was calm as ever, but so dominant and impatient that somehow I knew it would be in my best interest to follow and obey, his flanks were quite a different caliber and he had not used them as often as number one so they would keep me drugged longer and I was not in mood to be drugged. I thought I had very peculiar breeding times. Not one of them is so-called normal, not have been in a long time, but then again, our pack is quite damn special.
We arrived at medbay. Number four helped me jump up to the table by lowering it. Number two was on the computer, already typing away the referral for my blood tests. Number four secured my leash so I could not jump down. And he went to one of the cabinets and fetched a little white plastic box there. Not much bigger than a matchbox and he seemed to open it, checked it out, and turned in his hands a few times before returning.
Then he touched and yanked a bit on my collar. Those spikes were still embedded in my flesh. He grunted as he made sure that the collar was tightly on my neck. He found it in place, near the back of my neck, and he secured that box in my collar. I thought that it must be yet another GPS locator, but he came before me, showing me a little remote.
He pressed the remote once. My mind was clouding up pretty soon afterward and my legs would not carry me. I slumped onto the table.
Number four said, "Sedative implant, strong one baby, so better behave. Now, let's proceed with this, shall we? As you are feeling quite calm. Flank into that implant is mine and the number two mutual little concoction so it won't be easy to rip apart. "
Number two gave a referral to Mariella, who had come in. I had assumed that she would be the first to be bred, but number one came in too. I was trying to stay awake, but I was pretty drugged and thought they spoke something. I had no idea what. I could feel someone taking my paw, shaving my fur, and starting to take blood, me being doped up to my eyes. Someone was touching me, stroking me, and then they were looking in my ears, in my ass. I guess they were checking anal glands everywhere. I saw number one taking that remote, looking at me and pressing twice. Darkness engulfed me fully.
As Damon sedated Mimi fully, he said, "Fine, we are going with Mariella to have some fun, and you remove those anal glands, no more scenting, no one else than me will scent. and then pluck those ears, hairs off them. "
Mariella was looking into Mimi's mouth and said, "Come and look. See, she has her vampire fangs out, they are behind her normal teeth but smell, this is poison, she is poisoning a few of her prey. I wonder could that poison could be useful for us."
Damon touched one fang, just on the right part, so a glistening drop oozed out of it. He took the drop in his finger, smelling heady, potent poison, smelling like summer wine. He licked that poison, getting formula in his mind, and he was as impressed as ever. She could do some poisons. This was not harmful to pack or cubs, but lethal to mammals.
Damon said, "Empty her fangs and put them down. No need to use poisons. We have food, collect every drop, and put them in a secure place. Give her blood so those fangs will withdraw. "
Others nodded and number two was still taking blood. Number one took one tube, uncorked one, and gave it to number two to be filled. After that tube was full, number one smelled it, and gave it to Mariella, who also frowned.
She said, "This young lady needs to eat properly, or else there will be in just a week, so many problems as cubs are growing. This is borderline, but keep on feeding her. "
Numbers two and four smelled that tube, too. The analyzer would tell them more detail if there was the need to give her a boost via IV first, but she would be closely monitored when it came to her eating.
Number one took Mariella by the arm and led her away, smiling cruelly in his mind, listening to Mariella's mind, as she assumed that passion and pleasure were about to happen. Damon thought in his mind that yes. For him, of course, but for her, not so much, not at all. He was an alpha male about to mate with the female, making sure that she would be pregnant, for a long time and radar would come soon enough. Oh, how he loved his power over the females.
I woke up in bed. I was still in my feline form and I was covered up. I was drugged still. My ass was sore in a certain way that I knew that my anal glands had been removed. Also, my ears ached too, so they had taken hairs out of them too. I was trying to move, but I was tied down with a set of tight restraints all over my body as I lay on my side.
Soon the door opened and number two came in. He came next to me and crouched to my eye level.
His voice was calm as he spoke, "Now my baby, major deficiencies have been taken care of, but you need to eat properly. Those cubs in your tummy will require a lot. You have been given the drug to prevent you from making milk, your anal glands have been removed permanently as it is one number one who marks territory around here, your ears have been cleaned and those hairs are removed so you might hear better, and your fangs have been put down, you have been given blood so they retracted and every drop of that poison has been collected."
He paused for a while before continuing, "I will release you soon, but you are pretty unsteady for a while, so I suggest sleeping it off. Rest will be important as gestation will be only for four weeks. And then, baby, it is time to have some cubs and now not one of them will be lost."
He stood up. Undid the wide straps that kept me restrained in bed and stroked me, trying to murmur to me, so I would go back to sleep. I was tired, trying to stay awake but in the warmth of this blanket, what smelled like number four, number two's gentle caressing, and his calm voice lulled me back to sleep.
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