Bab 429: 28. When I Kissed The Teacher.
After two and a half weeks, Damon said to me, " What's up baby, if I put that on your heat, I have carefully built it up myself, and now baby, I'll show you that I am an excellent heat handler, even though Bran did what he did last time. I promise, no wolves if you don't want them. I have read every single word on your medical files, I am so sorry and Bran had it coming, but let me prove my worth to you, baby, I am yours, forever yours."
My naughty husband had carefully built me a heat, and I hadn't been paying attention when I was so horny for him, and now I felt how intense my heat was again. I sighed. He was next to me, so I stretched myself, letting the sheet start to fall off of me. I was all innocent and sweet. What I could feel from this heat was this was not lovemaking on a beach, this was something else entirely.
But at the same time, my Mimosa jumped out of my mind and said, "Go away and get horny somewhere else. I can already be separated, and I can say, Mimi, you stink and you stink."
So Mirella jumped as well. She looked at the naked Damon for a moment and said, "Nice to meet you, but as the wolf said, your heat stinks. I'll get to know the pack now, and you go and get your heat on elsewhere."
I looked at my husband and said, "How about we go, Damon? How about we buy another house in Kentucky? There's plenty of money. You know that. "
Damon was quiet for a moment and said, " Fine, let's do it then, now Baby, go take a bath; I'll look at a house for us and buy it. Let this be our sex nest."
He went and lowered me into a heated tub and helped me into the bath. He was very attentive, protective even, and now he was not gonna let Adam or anyone else be part of this heat.
He had already turned the heat on, and it wouldn't need treatment yet, at least not for a while. While in the bath, I got to thinking about this house. This is still a pretty old wooden house. Some bedrooms here were small. They had dull curtains. The small windows weren't so ideal for this location, either.
This was a Bran's purchase. He had bought cheap houses, rundown even, and then someone had put them in a little bit of shape, but not much. Adam's houses were much nicer and roomier. They were also in better shape and much better places always than Bran's cheap huts.
All of Bran's acquisitions were starting to piss me off. The whole Bran started to piss me off. If Bran knew I was in heat, I knew he'd try to get in on it. But luckily, I have Damon. He won't let Bran bully me.
The bath felt like heaven. It was just the right for my heat. It was just the right temperature too. I love it. I closed my eyes for a while. I relaxed and let my mind wander, and I fell asleep. And when I woke up or opened my eyes, two icy blue eyes were looking at me very, very questioningly.
Damon said to me. "Baby, what have I told you? About sleeping in the bath. Is that wise? Even if that's a hot tub. It doesn't say to sleep in that water. So I'm not letting you take a bath for this, mostly for yourself, whether you're fine or not until I find a tub that can keep that water at fifty degrees. Because that tub keeps the water at 36-38 degrees, and you need to be on top of 40 degrees. I wouldn't be in the mood to preach when we're in the throes of heat. But you don't always give me a choice. Come on, Mimi, I already bought a house. Now we can go. You're in for a surprise."
As soon as Damon left the bathroom, I quickly got out of the tub and grabbed my towel to dry myself off. I knew that if I took too long, we would be late for our plans for the day. As I dried off, I noticed my clothes lying on the counter, waiting for me. Although I had changed my hair to blonde and cut it short during my time in Australia, I was surprised to see that it had now turned scarlet, long, and curly once again.
He wanted me to have red hair, so he once again ensured that I had long scarlet and a little difficult-to-manage hair. I let out a sigh and tried to tame my unruly hair with the towel, eventually deciding to put it up in a simple ponytail to keep it out of my face.
With the clothes on, I went out of the bathroom. Damon was all ready. We got in the car and went for a drive. He was as smug as smug can be and can be. After forty-five minutes of driving, we arrived at an immense building. This was a mansion or a small castle.
Damon said, " What do you think, Mimi? This is our new house. I'm not getting us a tiny house. No, no. We have to have a big fucking house. A sex den. And it's in pretty good shape, has bedrooms, and's been done up. Come on, baby, let's get down to business. Now, let's go sanctify. This house is pleasant. It's a wonderful time. It's just the two of us, Mimi,"
He was very excited about the entire house and smelled of my heat too. I sensed that soon I would need treatment and good too.
And when Damon doesn't make promises, they're never true, at least not in a good way. I understand that nowadays. Damon rarely promised in the past and still nowadays, rarely makes promises. And as much as I would have liked that house to have been just the two of us... It was not. Not for long.
Damon had taken back a few of his promises over the years and our life is what it is, though he has grown as a husband, as a man, and as a mate, he is still quite a weathervane and we have little arguments or misunderstandings, or plain fucking to each other, but that is the beauty of well-matured relationship, it is never too dull and even, at least what comes to me and Damon.
We went inside, and it was in really great shape. It's beautiful. There was even an elevator. We took the elevator upstairs. There was this enormous bedroom. And then I realized this was the house I saw in the vision.
Somehow, in that vision, it had looked like it was a Kentucky house, or I had understood it that way, but that this was the bedroom. But it didn't matter. My heat was what mattered and getting some gigantic cock in my greedy heat pussy was what was right about throbbing when I smelled Damon's pheromones.
We got into bed and started to work on the heat. I was wet, slimy, slippery, and tasty. Damon threw me on my back on the bed and ripped the clothes off me. And I was ripping his clothes off. We were naked. We kissed passionately and roughly, even brutally. He held me still. And he sank into my pussy.
He started to eat my cunt. Licking and enjoying the slime. And the more he licked it. The more it seems to come. And it was tasty for him then. Finally, he couldn't help himself anymore as he got off. He kissed me very passionately. And I felt him part my thighs with his. He sank into my pussy hard, hot, demanding. Merciless.
And we fucked all over the house. If there's a Kamasutra somewhere. So I can pretty much probably take that 80% off. So many positions we went through. And if there were new positions, yes, this one would want to go through them.
We fucked on the floor, in bed. Against a bookshelf. Against the wall on the windowsill. Flower columns. There were flower columns, and goddamn it. We fucked in so many flower columns. Not all the poles could take us. We didn't eat. We fucked and Damon ate my pussy, and my slime and I got stuffing. So we kind of fed each other.
He gave me time after time a lovely, thick cream of love. Many times and a lot. He had made it, especially for me as he drank my blood and I drained his blood, too. We were together as vampires, as mates, and as husband and wife, too. Our heartbeats were in sync again. He stroked his thick, lovely cream all over my sides and stomach. He punched a hole in my diaphragm and let it flow around my heart and lungs.
He fucked me in the ass so slowly and dominantly at first, demanding my submission and surrender. Each time, I put up a fight. We always fought like this. Eventually, he always got the better of me, so I submitted. I surrendered. And he pushed my guts hard, thick, and deep. Fucked my ass right up. And released the cream in there, too. I don't know how long the rush lasted, but it was over at some point. It had been so a lovely time and we had connected again, so tightly back and I was so freaking happy and relaxed too. This is just perfect.
I lay on top of Damon, exhausted. We were both sweaty, fucking, smelling of sex, but so fucking happy. He kept his arms around me; I listened to his heart and smelled his passionfruit; I was not gonna fall asleep. I just lay there, so happy and content with my life.
Damon said. "Quite a three months, baby. Just think, your rush lasted 12 weeks, and don't you know Mimosa had hers too? It only took her eight weeks for us to win."
Wow, three months of rush.
We went downstairs to eat after we had showered. We'd been cuddling, and then Damon had rolled me under the sheet again and stood up and said, "I'm going to shower and then go and get something to eat, then you go and come down, and we can go back to the pack somewhere in between."
So end of the heat, the end of our time together had come on again and I was still happy, but why did it have to end, why it could not last six months or years, why just three months and that was all my heat, not us being together. I was getting a little greedy because this had been so freaking wonderful and it was almost a shame to wash myself, but since we were going back to the pack, I somehow knew Bran would be in there too. I guess I should try to be a little odorless again, not smelling three-month heat and rough sex.
I got to choose my clothes, and Damon didn't even put my hair up. He had already made me breakfast and was eating his own. Food was a sizeable amount but not usually stuffing that Damon would make me eat when he really fed me, but I had been stuffed well during the heat so I was not in so terrible shape after all.
I ate quite quickly because the master was already in a hurry to get to the pack. I didn't know if he was going somewhere again or what the emergency was and didn't bother to ask. That's the easiest way. Just go with the flow and don't ask Why, at least for him.
In my mind, I did ask Why and how come and all other questions words that I could come up with, but it did not give me any more answers most likely was that Bran had called Damon back to the house and there would be again some crazy thing that he had come up with.
After we had eaten, we drove back to the herd's house, and Damon went with Adam and Bran to the study. Mimosa and Mirella came back to rest on my mind. Apparently, Mirella had also been spanked when she went into her coffin and closed the lid.
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