Bab 10: 10. Right Here Waiting For You.
Damon waited a few more minutes until he was sure the medicine had knocked Mimi out enough. He sat by her, stroking her hair, looking at her with an unreadable expression.
Mariella watched him. She was not jealous, but curious. To go and visit a creature like Mimi's mind was one hell of a job. She knew Mimi was supposed to be the power bank of the pack, but until Damon finds himself, knows what he wants, and goes for it, no power will come from Mimi.
Damon felt Mimi's thoughts, to see that she sank far enough so she could not be a proper block for him to get those panels and whatnot. He had always controlled Mimi, never loved her, not him, like his emotional side, that had been up and running.
He had learned it and Damien had let that part of him out because Damien had thought that was the weak side of him. But emotions are also power, not always weakness. But he was now fully out. He let his emotional side be resting. Maybe someday, it might fully integrate into him and then he was not sure about his feelings for anyone.
Because what he had little probed, his emotional side did not fawn over Mariella but over Mimi. That side wanted Baby and nothing more than to be with her. Free of Damien, free of Bran, free of strange women. He said nothing to Mariella and let his emotional side rest. It had earned it. Then he felt Mimi had sunk far enough, so it was safe to proceed.
Then he, Mariella, and Mimosa went off to find the panels. In Mimi's mind, everything was white this time. There were only white walls and no doors. Damon saw how one door melted into a white wall so that there was finally no trace that there had been a door.
The lady is clever, Damon thought. Mimosa walked for a moment and then stopped and shook herself vigorously. Little Mimosas flew from Mimosa's fur. Minimimos. Damon had never seen them. They were like mimosa's pups. They went barking around the mindscape, sniffing and exploring.
Mariella said, "She is strong, you can feel it, even though she is in a coma right about. There is this charge in the air. Her power."
Damon grunted. She was right. Damon realized at that moment how powerful creature Mimi is. She was not human, not anymore, hadn't been in a long time and she was unique. Well, everyone is unique at some point, but Mimi was only one of her species, and she had just evolved. Damon could breed with some day, but they weren't exactly the same species, whereas he was the same with Mariella.
But Mimi had six-stranded unique DNA whereas the rest of them had five strands. Their DNA had two strands for vampires, one strand for shifters, one strand for magic beings, and one for energy creatures.
Mimi had three strands of vampires, one chaos, and two shifters. So her energy exploitation didn't show in her DNA. She had her rage in her DNA, her genes and she had an energy exploiter gene too. And they had a chaos gene. It was not in their DNA but just in their genes, but those genes were dormant, more or less for now. Damon had also his rage gene, Salvatore rage, the one that Damien had manipulated so many times to get Damon to hurt Mimi, and also Bran had done the same thing.
No matter who it would be who would have with Mimi cubs or children, those children would be again of their own kind, not the same as Mimi. There would never be another like her. She had been the sole survivor of that experiment and that experiment, well, no one knew what had happened since Mimi had escaped. And because it was based on Mimi's human DNA, her genes and no other had been found, she would be only one of her kind always and forever.
Damon watched as Mini mimos started to find something. A few of them started to play with each other and they were like puppies. Mimosa snorted, and the pups went back to business.
After a while, Mimosas were barking in a chorus at the wall. Mariella and Damon moved closer.
Damon touched the wall and said, "Miss thinks she's sneaky, but is Miss any match for my telepathy? I am over a thousand years old. Now there is no Damien to stop me, and it is time to show her my power. I understand also now why she had to put so deep, otherwise, this would feel." Damon's voice was silky, smooth with a hint of sharpness as he felt Mimi's mind wall with his telepathy.
Damon concentrated and pressed both palms against the wall. He grunted slightly, putting a little more power to this. Now it was not time to be gentle.
He muttered to himself, "Don't blame me, baby, I will get through, so being so damn stubborn."
Mariella watched fascinated as, silently, the door began to form. The walls read, "Really?" or "Get out!" or "Just leave it alone." The door appeared fully and did not fade into the wall back.
Damon reached out and opened the door. He stepped in. It was a dark place and there was a lot of light flickering all over the room. Damon muttered a few words in Latin. A light ball formed in his hand and floated up where it shone like a miniature sun, so they could see everything better.
Damon approached the enormous table. It was like the control panel of an airplane or a train. There were buttons and lights and switches. He tried to make sense of the whole table. Mimosa's panels had been like a part of some computer screen where there had been switches that you slide. It had not been like this.
Suddenly a group of Minimimos went to one filing cabinet, scratching it, and started barking. Damon went there. And tried to open it. It was locked, but he yanked strongly and the cabinet opened. There were Mimi's real panels. They were like books but interactive and you could adjust everything from them. The crafty lady had hidden her panel in a filing cabinet, and the entire room was full of different fake panels.
Damon took the panels from the cupboard to his mind and already subconsciously began to put the adjustments on for better control. Mimi had messed herself up. He could not blame her, but then again, he also knew his responsibility of keeping these panels.
It was a big deal to adjust right about everything in her body and he knew Mimi had a real problem of letting go and trusting him. He could not blame her. Maybe they could have a better start. Then the Minimimos destroyed all the dummy panels and what was left of the control center was a computer, a monitor, and some hard drives.
Damon took those into his mind, too. Then they went away after Minimimos first showed him where the book of panels and information was. The information came to Mariella, and him and disappeared from Mimi's mind. There had been several books that Mimi had read and Damon took some of the information as he had gotten the most important ones out of her mind and time would tell what else needed to be taken out.
They came back to the medbay and put the collectors back in because their teeth wanted to produce substances. Damon had to go and eat a little bit before he finished the substances. Mimi was in a deep coma and she would stay in one.
Charles stood by the door. He felt so powerless, and it was wrong for Mimi to have to be in cuffs, restrained, in a coma, alone in bed. All he wanted to do was go and take her in his arms, carry her to the bedroom, and keep her safe. But she was sick, and Damon and Mariella were on it. Charles felt again his lust rising and went to see if one of the wolves was in a mood.
Damon went into the kitchen and started to load himself. His menu had Pickles, pickled herring, three raw whole salmon, ketchup, mustard, spirit vinegar, beetroot, pickled carrots, and roe paste. None of these were Damon's favorite. He pretty much hated all of them and because of his Mimi, he had to eat them now and then. The velvet requires vinegar dishes. And his dental substances overall required vinegary things. But he was used to this. He had done this quite many times over the years.
Damon made a fever medicine, and an antibiotic, and Mariella made another antibiotic. They put the stuff in the drip, checked everything was ok, and went to the bedroom.
I woke up in spiked restraints. Cold, restless. Aching all over. Panels missing. Data on the panels is missing. The drug they'd made, made me tired, but I couldn't sleep. I just couldn't do anything. I had still some info on my mind about what I had read but not of it.
I heard footsteps closing. Adam came to see. "Oh, you're awake, finally. You've been sleeping for a week. Your infection is pretty much under control. Let me help you out of those shackles."
Adam unlocked the shackles, and I stretched out on the bed for a moment. He took off my urine catheter. Well, I don't have to go to the bathroom right away. I felt like I was so freaking stiff and no one of my muscles worked properly.
I sat up. Still cold and aching all over, but I said nothing to Adam. Adam went away once he saw I stood up. I didn't feel feverish. My muscles were sore, my mind was pretty foggy still. I wanted now some TLC but as four females and three men; I was not a lust creature, an energy creature, so I had to share with my boys. Fine, I could give myself TLC too. I was used to it. I could use a warm bath.
I got up and teleported to one bedroom, right where I was originally. The main bedroom of my mansion. There was one enormous bedroom. I unmade the bed and ran myself a bath. I took off my nightgown or whatever patient gown I had on and landed in the bath with great relief. It was wonderful, and I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
Adam cleaned up the medbay and then went to eat, oh Mimi wasn't having dinner. Mimi had been on feeding, so she might not feel like eating. Adam was not sure did she had a working implant on her stomach. Did she even feel hungry?
Damon and Mariella had pretty much been together all week. The antibiotic worked, and it was only needed for three days. When they had done their stuff, they had just given dosage instructions and gone away. Not coming back to check on Mimi. So he and Charles had taken care of her.
Damon had told Adam to let Mimi sleep. It was a powerful drug, and Mimi would sleep for days. Adam had kept the shackles on just in case Mimi had woken up like she was on her meds and tried to sneak off somewhere. That's why he catheterized Mimi. He loved Mimi, he really did, and he was now thinking what to do with her once she had recovered enough.
The gastrointestinal puree had given Mimi weight up to 49 kilos. And now Mimi was awake. Everything was fine. Adam ate in peace and put the dishes in the dishwasher and on top of that, the dishwasher would do the dishes in 45 minutes, and then he would put them in the cupboard.
Adam did a bit of Mimosa's dishes and made a couple of meals for himself, then emptied the dishwasher after a familiar old feeling. This icy shiver between his shoulder blades was a warning. He groaned in his mind. Mimi. She was taking a bath, probably.
Adam had tried to get heated baths in every house and castle, but didn't always have time to remove the plugs from the ones that weren't heated. Mimi's specialty had been to go into the bath still on drugs, sedated, and fall asleep in it, at the same time cooling herself very effectively.
Mimi didn't keep her body temp after sedation, so she would be already hypothermic. She did not use a hot enough bath usually and this mansion, well; it was autumn and heating was not so on yet.
Adam wondered if this was where all the tubs had been changed. He went to find Mimi. He went to check a few of her nests and then found the main bedroom and saw an open door to the bathroom where there was a light on. He hurried to her. Lips blue, unconscious in the tub, the water temperature was the same as in the room, 18 degrees.
Adam didn't even think about Mimi's temperature when he put the cold water out and replaced it with a warm one. He felt warm started to form on the right side of his lower abdomen and he was not now thinking yet fucking her. But his body was already preparing for that.
He got lots of blankets for the bed and by the time he had warmed Mimi up enough, her lips were no longer turning blue so badly, and she groaned when he tried to wake her. He picked Mimi up from the tub, carried her to the bed, and began to dry her off, rubbing effectively on all sides, all the time waking her up. He rubbed her, wrapping her in blankets while always rubbing one part of her, feeling the warmth getting even more distinctive on his belly.
"Mimi, wake up, come on, honey, open your eyes, Honey open them, come on, wake the fuck up now!"
Someone kept insisting I wake up and rubbing me so vigorously it almost hurt me.
"Stop it, let me sleep. That hurts."I muttered, whoever it was.
Suddenly, someone hit me in the face with an open palm. I was startled and opened my eyes. Adam's eyes were flaming more or less, his kissable mouth was now in a tight line and his grips as he rubbed me were firm and powerful. Adam was furious. Oh, I'd done the classics. I fell asleep in the tub and cooled off a bit.
I could see that he was nearly ready to shout at me. Adam said to me in a calm, soft voice, " Do you always have to do that? What's the big deal?"
I replied, trying to be businesslike. "I was cold and aching all over. The bath was so lovely."
Adam sneered and said, " You didn't say anything to me about the cold or the ache. Because honey, if you had said, I would have been here to wake up a lot sooner, not let you cool yourself into 28 degrees or so, now, you need to express your discomfort to me so I am aware of what you are up to."
I shook my head. Adam put a long, warm flannel nightgown on me and wrapped me in a blanket.
He said, " You'll probably start shivering somewhere in between, while you're still warming up a bit. I'll get you some hot soup. I am also doing some hot bump, so we look into that later."
I nodded. Well, getting a hot bump from my husband was not a bad way to get yourself warm. Not at all.
Adam went to the kitchen and started looking for chicken soup ingredients. He took some cooked chicken and chicken stock. First, he thickened the chicken stock, seasoned it a bit, added some cooked rice and small potato cubes, and finally, the chicken. He could now feel slight pressure and heat on his belly and, oh, he was getting so ready. He didn't notice when Damon and Mariella stepped into the kitchen.
Mariella was the protector of right about everyone, except Mimi, Mimosa, and Shadow. Mimi had been originally Damon's protector, but Miss had given it pretty soon to her as she had been too busy with her own eating not to check on Damon. Besides. Mimi didn't want that kind of relationship with Damon.
But Mariella was sly. She knew that every requirement of Damon's diet had been etched into Mimi's mind and when Mimi would cook, she would probably cook for her husband a pretty perfect meal and when she had told this to Damon, he had been satisfied. Mariella told Damon that maybe one day he might insist on Mimi being again his protector. It had been decided by someone more powerful than God, and it was the thing that would never change.
He would not have minded Mimi being his protector and it had been almost an insult to him when she had given it up, but as Mariela had explained to him. Mimi worked, she had her own thing, and she was not so a pack animal. So as they had fucked, Mariella's radar, considering Adam, had started alert.
First distress, then increased need for calories, higher body temp, and a few other anomalies. When she had asked about Damon, he had suggested to go see Adam. He had his suspicions, but he wanted to see if this was what he thought it was. And if it was. Well, he would have to then just adjust that thing.
He said to Mariella as they approached the kitchen." Darling do me a favor, if Adam is standing, go, wrap yourself around, and check his bump bag. it is full of hot bumps. If one young lady woke up and was still hypothermic, it could explain your radar."
Mariella frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
Damon said, "Well. Adam is doing for Mimi hot bump probably, to warm her internally, he is going to fuck her warm."
Mariella saw Damon's distress over this. But she was ready to do it. Wonderful, warm rich scent floated from the kitchen as they entered. Adam was warming something in the pot. He stirred it, watching it. Waiting for it to be hot. There was a deep bowl on the table next to Adam.
Adam was focused on watching the soup. It will be ready soon. He was warming up when Mariella wrapped herself around him. She could feel the heat in his belly, and the fullness of his bump bag, too. She did not press too hard, so Adam would not be suspicious.
She said, "It smells delicious, but I guess it's not the most nutritious thing in the world, at least not in terms of calories. But I bet it's good. I can taste it. "
Adam grinned and said, "Sorry, Mariella, this is for Mimi. I'll make you your own one day."
Damon raised his head and looked at Adam. Just like old times, he recognized that look on Adam's face, and a smile broke out on his face. Mariella nodded. Now he understood why Adam was preparing internal heating as well.
"Hauptmann, did Mimi do it?" Damon asked, smiling slightly.
Adam nodded and said, "Blue lips, water 18 degrees when found her. I got warmed up enough to be awake, but no guarantee that she would still be awake. At least she's in the blankets. Not shaking yet. "
Damon became more serious. He knew how traumatic it would be to find Mimi in that state. Mariella looked questioningly.
Damon explained, "Mimi has done the classics, which is go into an unheated bathtub for a bath and fall asleep in it. Cooling herself down badly, at the moment Mimi is still hypothermic to where she's not even shivering yet, which is below 36 degrees C. Judging from Adam's report, I would guess the core temperature to be close to 32-33 degrees Celsius. And thus Adam is making that hot bump you felt. If only I could have sometimes donations on such of bump. You know how I have studied it and it seems either it is Mimi's pheromone or something else that triggered that bump production. But it will be going into Mimi."
Mariella looked at Damon and said, " Does that soup help? And bump too?"
Damon said, " A little if you eat it all the time. Mimi should almost put hot liquids in her veins and fill her entire stomach cavity with something hot. That would help in no time. Her organs might have suffered, so she should be checked on medbay. But Hauptmann has always used the soup method. He had done, or actually, it was Charles who did once a hot bump for Mimi when she was poisoned by one of my girlfriends. Not sure when he will be fucking her to get that bump into her. Probably when she is warm enough not to shiver. This is something that I have yelled at Mimi once or twice, too. I think Mimi has done this quite a few times."
Mariella said, " You are now in charge of Mimi's treatment. So. what do you say if we go and get her in medbay, scan her, and you can smell her, to see if you can do a better bump for her as she is the alpha female? One with heat substances, if we have to operate, you have all the time to make a good strong hot bump full of fertility enhancers and I will put Hauptman in the collection and you give him substance so he is not focusing on doing a bump for Mimi. You will have all of that hot bump from Hauptman to be studied and used."
Mariella walked to the living room and took one paper from their inbox where the post from the magic house came from.
" Here is a new power of attorney. Let's go to look at her situation and care for her and show the lady what a trick like that will do, how an alpha male warms up his female..."
Mariella's expression was sly. Damon thought for a moment and said, " You really want me to fill her with hot..."
Mariella nodded. " Look, Adam and Charles have done it before. Your turn. I can guarantee the young lady doesn't want us there. She is expecting Adam to fill her up. She knows that Adam is probably making a hot bump and has promised to her. But you are her alpha, not Adam anymore. "
Mariella added confidently. She knew how to get Damon's attention most effectively, so Mimi must not want Damon. Damon was confident enough that if someone didn't want him, especially his alpha female, then that was exactly where she would get Damon. And now Adam would be out of the picture and Mimi would get bump but only for Damon and with extra ingredients too.
I was inside the blankets, and I wasn't so cold anymore. I must have warmed up. I peeled off the blankets a little bit and went to my side. I just put a duvet cover over my side because I don't enjoy sleeping too hot. I was thinking about Adam's warming, how wonderful it would feel when that hot broth would spread inside me. I was tired, drugged, and drowsy.
I fell asleep almost immediately. I thought before I fell asleep that the bloody drug wasn't going anywhere. I woke up to another open palm to the face.
I opened my eyes and found myself looking into icy blue, very blunt eyes. He was next to my bed. Salvatore.
"Did you know that there are friendlier ways to wake up than with an open palm?" I asked. My check was stinging still, and I felt somehow even more drugged.
I started to look where I was and found myself back in the medbay, something hot dripping into my veins. I saw a few full tanks next to the wall, too. Not sure what they were.
Damon said velvety, soft, and quite serious. "Your core temperature is currently 31 degrees Celsius 31. You understand. You're under my guardianship, so I decide how you're warmed. Now, there will be no hot chicken soup. And no Adam's bump. It has all been collected. You have been treated, young lady, and now it is time for you to warm up properly. "
Mariella sighed from the chair where she was eating something from a bowl. "This is good, by the way. This is Adam's chicken soup, but since you need a little more intensive care now, Damon will take care of you. Adam had his bag full, but it is all in those tanks now and Damon will study it. It gave Damon a good idea, though, how to get you warmed up."
I looked at Damon, eyes round and innocent. " What are you going to do to me? Why I am feeling still so damn drugged?"
Damon said, "Because you have been operated on, your organs have been changed and you have been little filled already. What I am going to do to you? Mimi, I'm going to warm you up. That bag is about to run out, and then we're going to raise your core temperature properly. You'll get internal heating. I will be the one who will give you a hot bump and lots of it. I have done now my bump for a few hours and it is also an alpha male bump, meaning..."
I wondered for a moment what that meant. Mariella finished her bowl and came over to me.
She said, "Isn't it nice? Damon is going to fill you up with a hot bump to the top, organically, until your core temperature is high enough. Congratulations, alpha female, you're getting some attention from your male now, and Mimi, try being a little less of an antagonist. Damon doesn't care for it, and it might inspire him to show his power."
I said, "So Damon's gonna fuck me until I warm up? Aren't there more clinical ways of doing it?"
Damon said silkily, " You don't deserve those, baby. You get a big thick cock deep in your cunt, and I fill you with the hot bump I keep making until you are warm. And baby, please resist. I need to put you in order a little bit. "
Damon released me from the cannulas and shackles and said to Mariella, "I'll be back. Enjoy, do something. "
Adam looked invitingly at Mariella, who smiled just as invitingly. Damon lifted me into his arms, teleported into the main bedroom, and laid me down on the bed.
He said to me, "Even I am with Mariella. You belong to me, and I will consecrate with you as many of your little nests as possible. You can be sure about that. There is always time to fuck."
I did not answer back.
I was naked. Damon liked to work his magic, literally. He was a wizard, after all. We hadn't fucked for the pleasure of fucking in a long time. This was yet another way for Damon to show his power. He had undressed, climbed on top of me, and started kissing me. He stuck his tongue in my mouth, and I started sucking it. It tasted sweet. I unknowingly emptied the glands on the underside of his tongue. The secretion from them did make my pussy light up.
I held my legs together, and Damon whispered in my ear, " Spread them, or I'll spread them for you. You better learn when I come to you. Those legs better be spread wide, little bitch ."
I spread my legs and felt him thrust viciously into me. To the bottom. He was thick and stretching me so that it burned and almost hurt; this was again on the edge of pleasure and pain and now I wasn't even sure which way this was going.
He started fucking me furiously hard with a passionate intensity. We kissed now and then, and he ate my neck and bit it. I came so many times I couldn't keep count, and I felt him finally explode and bite my neck, marking me as his alpha female.
His bump was hot, and it filled me up completely. Repeatedly, until I felt like I was on fire. At some point, I had a cold but hot, demanding man on top of me, and the hot bump inside me finally made it quickly recede.
Damon said to me, " Did you know, baby, that my bump also has some heat in it? That's right, I'm already getting ready for the first of our rutting as shapeshifters. You are the key; the other females will follow you, so the others will follow when I get you in heat. Now you're in your normal warmth. Just think how much I got in you. They work a little differently than wolves in heat. You'll soon see. And Mimi, I don't know how much heat it takes to get you ready to breed, but every heat is one step closer."
Damon got out of bed and teleported naked somewhere.
I went to the shower and tried not to think about getting in the heat. I tried to scrub myself clean. Something in me didn't appreciate males' need to scent me and especially Damon's scent, made me edgy. Damon had told me very carefully how they had replaced my new organs and packed me full of bump and Damon's blood. I hear I'm loving Damon's blood again these days. I got dressed and went in search of something to eat.
I wondered on the way if I should tell them about the other shells. But Damien had said in the car that there were three shells with one substance in between. Every shed session had stressed those shells, and since I would have symptoms, he would know what type of shell had been broken. And these tender shells were meant to stress those triple shells even more. Then, once he had data on how much what shell could take, he would have the necessary information to make those shells into medical devices. So he could predict what each shell can withstand and how they will break.
I could find so many flaws in his little experiment that right off the bat knew that these were just his way of torturing me, and once he had info on what bug did what to me, he could easily torture me some more and maybe put more of shells into me, if he would get me kidnapped.
There would not be any medical breakthrough to cure the cancer but the most probable explanation was for him to come up with a shell strong enough to withstand in human tissues, for decades, so you could maybe take away all the bad stuff into those cells. Making humans live longer. I was not sure what they could hold, free radicals or something like that. It was hard to try to guess the real reason behind this twisted experiment.
It wouldn't do any good, and I didn't want to be any more of a guinea pig. The mere deprivation of freedom was disturbing because I was used to going and coming as I pleased, and now, if I had to be in a pack.
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