Bab 53: 13. Waterloo
I'd been doing a hell of a lot of outdoor work, and I had my anti-replication implant that I'd shot myself with. It would always work for three months, and I'd had it for seven years. I had my routine. To shoot an implant on my aorta on the first day of January, April, July, November. Colin had assured me that they might last longer, but I had my routine. No worry about me growing organs when felling the trees. The implant would keep me just fine.
I thought enough is enough, and today I'm going to go to the sauna. But when Damon told me we were going to the Romanian sex den, we'd change places. I knew I'd also done a spa renovation there; I don't care where you go to relax. I had upgraded that spa quite a bit, enlarged it, and put there a decent pool and a lot of other fun activities too.
It was getting so autumn that I wasn't going to the lake, but I could do it with an indoor sauna. We then moved into Romania, and I hadn't interfered with our bedroom. I had just sealed it and hadn't been there. I had spent little time in this house, anyway. I'd tolerated myself in Hungarian and Romanian castles and got over those two years.
I had done quite a lot of work on that tolerance, and those memories were deep in my hiding place. Wulfe had been one and Dexter, another one who had been here with me. They had removed items that had been used so there were not anymore those. I had not lived there or enjoyed there. They were lovely castles, but still. Maybe someday, there could be lovely memories in them too.
But now, these sessions. I wasn't sure if I had destroyed the shed that was in my memories. I wasn't at all sure. I had quite many Damien's laptops in my storage, so I could look them through, too. To see if there was any session that I would not remember.
I went to the spa and put the sauna already heated on; it would take about an hour, and then I could relax. I went into my bedroom, chose a room for myself, and went in there. I got the bathrobe ready, and then I waited for the sauna to warm up so I could enjoy myself. I did not pay any attention to Salvatores lurking in my mind, not at all.
Damon whispered to Mariella, " Darling, Mimi just turned on the sauna. I think it's showtime. So I'll start in the sauna, dominate, and control the knife a bit, but only when the lady is a bit more relaxed. First, I go and fill the stove with my calming pheromone. Mimi doesn't notice, but it works and relaxes her. And then we go in there too. You, me, and the two, but I give the protective pheromone in case Missy tries to get us together. It will not work now."
Mariella had noticed a steady build-up of excitement in Damon all week as he tuned himself in. She, too, was ready and how much this sex nest had changed, and then again, it hadn't. Mimi hadn't banished the pack or Damon or even her memories. She had just always brought something a little more and renewed.
Mariella knew how important it was to Damon that their old memories were preserved and he had been sure that Mimi had wiped away everything they had in common. And the relief that had flowed from Damon when he'd discovered, house after house, that Mimi wasn't like him. Mimi didn't destroy it.
Mimi preserved and maybe had the strength to believe that one day they could be a couple again, a pack. Hope was still the most important thing to Damon, and this was the very thing that gave him that hope and a lot. Mimi wanted to be together and remember them.
I'd been reading for almost an hour and looked at the clock, and the sauna was getting ready. I didn't care if Damon took Mariella to our bedroom to fuck. It's only one room. I stripped off my clothes and put on my lovely brand-new bathrobe. This was again extra large because I liked to wrap it around me and reserved a luxurious, thick super, super-soft towel to take with me for my hair.
I did not like when my hair was a wet mess so I had used time and effort to get the best towels for my hair that would suck all moisture out of them.
I then booked a nightgown for when I came out of the sauna. I would continue reading. I had one book on neonatal infections on shifters because it had been the biggest killer. Mortality was too high still, and it had been one thing that had led me to become almost a microbiologist for shifters too.
After this lovely sauna experience, it would be so lovely, all clean and relaxed. I would get something to eat and maybe watch a movie or TV series. I started walking down the stairs, stopping or slowing down as I remembered how many damn places we fucked on these stairs. I was wondering, could I do it anymore? That position.
I went on one flight of stairs, reminiscing, before moving on to the next one. I was in no hurry. I was halfway down when Damon and Mariella came out of one room and said, "Oh, wow, are we having a spa day or what?"
I said to Mariella, " Yeah, I put on the sauna, and I'm going to relax. I have done a shitload of yard work and my muscles need relaxation."
Damon came over to Mariella and said, " Come on, sweetie, let's go with you. I bet there are bathrobes for us, or you two can be naked, and I'll put on that gorgeous thing Mimi's wearing. That is once again, more of my size than your babe."
Mariella giggled, and then they followed. Fine, then we don't reminisce about every sex scene, but just go downstairs. I can't believe he called me babe.
Mariella said, " Honey, you showed me what Mimi remembered. Yes, you and Mimi are limber—I'm not sure I would go in the same position myself."
I sighed and got downstairs. I went to the basement door; which had been rebuilt fully, and opened it. I went down the stairs to the basement and walked straight to the spa's door. There were new lights in the corridor, the floor was done, and the walls too, so it was not dark and dreary.
Spa's doors were big, and heavy, but new too. I took a firm grip on a thick wooden handle and pulled the door effortlessly open. I went in and took off my bathrobe. Light mauve floor tiles brought openness to this huge space, and the walls were warm and peach-colored.
I put my bathrobe to my nails and my thick towel too. I did not see if there had been any more nails or robes. I had a few spare robes, at least for mariella would get a robe on herself, unless they would teleport out of here fucking.
Damon was right behind me and said," Oh, or you'll start seducing me right away. Don't worry, baby, I'll keep you in line." His voice had that edge, that edge that called my pathos.
I turned around and pushed Damon against the wall, using one clever move. I got his balance off, so he staggered, and I got him pushed into the wall. Next pressed myself right up against him, and said, " NO, Salvatore. I'll keep you under control. Go take care of Mariella. Don't speak to me in this way."
I looked him fiercely in the eye and then let go. I went to choose my scent and ended up with a peony.
As Mimi kicked Damon on his toes, making him lose his balance, and then flattened Damon against the wall, dominating him properly, Mariella laughed in her mind. In the mood that gentleman is in, the lady should watch what she's doing a little more carefully. Not a very smart thing to do, and Damon really enjoyed it when Mimi trapped herself.
He'd gone half an hour earlier to have the whole sauna pheromoniated, and the idea was that she'd take a good long steam in there, get an enormous pile of pheromone, and then Damon would start tuning her up. She had trouble resisting that tone in Damon's voice even now. That was excellent. She would be so ripe after a good long steam in Damon's pheromones.
They'd run the bath. There was an enormous tub. Damon would go to one end, and she'd go to the other end; they'd enjoy just being in the bath, and Mariella knew the creature was as tuned up as he could be so that she wouldn't interfere with it now. Mimi showered, and Mariella watched. The lady had eaten but had also done some outdoor chores. She was skinny, her ribs were much more visible than hers. She had slight bruising around her ribs and on her belly, too. But how had the creature blocked its replicating enzymes? Because Mariella could smell it, there was a blocker on, and Damon didn't know about it.
I washed up and then went to the sauna to enjoy myself and relax. The couple hadn't gotten to the mating stage yet, but I didn't mind. They were in my oversized tub enjoying each other and I guess it would be a just matter of time before the mating would begin. Not a problem. Not at all.
I took a fucking hot bath so hard I was getting tired. Now I was going to lean on looking at tv, not studying because this was freaking relaxing. I had not even noticed how good this did. And then I went out there to the pool to do some laps.
Swimming would do me good, and I would not do any sport or, I mean, perform, try anything more than swim lazily. This would get me going, to help my very sore muscles and take care of those old bruises when my system would get more active.
This was my magic swimming pool with no chemicals, and it smelled like a lake. It was great and stayed clean. It's good to be friends with witches, so you can get nice little magic like this for yourself. I dived into the pool and started swimming lazily, turning to float. I did not even pay attention to my surroundings. I was just relaxing.
"Oh baby, this is a great inspiration so that we can make our own spells for other houses," Damon said, his voice was whispery as he got into the pool and started swimming.
I didn't reply as I floated and relaxed.
Damon swam up next to me and said, " That move was cute, little bitch. You think you control me, but I can tell you it's quite the opposite. You can't handle me."
He used that damn voice. Fine. I turned away from the float and looked at Damon.
I said, my voice low, slower, "Damon, don't challenge me. You can't control me. I'm already a wild little bitch these days. I am too much for you. You can believe that."
Damon approached me and said, "Come on, let's go over to the side of the spa and see which one of us was on top."
That was his ultimate taunting for me. Works still, so I got out of the pool and lazily walked over to the spa.
Mariella spoke to me. She was in the shower too or had been, "How have you blocked your replication enzyme? you have quite a bit of bruising there. But no organs. I know it's blocked, but how?"
I replied, " Implant, works for three months. I've been using them all the time. i have a routine when to shoot one in my aorta. "
Suddenly, my hands were pulled behind my back. A tight grip encircled my wrists, and I was pressed firmly against a hard, solid man's body, and Damon growled in my ear," You're not using anymore, little bitch. You'll learn. I decide, not you."
I leaned against Damon; he was hot, passionate, and dominant, but I wasn't quite that easy. I made a few moves so I could get Damon back against the wall. First one kick in his knee, then a fast turn, yanking my wrists free, quick thrust in his chest, same time, stomping at his toes. Slamming him against the wall and pressing my right forearm against his neck. Pressing down firmly. Dominating him, looking at him right in the eye. He panted and looked at me heatedly.
I said, "Be a good little boy, and no harm will come to you. No need to take this too far."
I didn't have time to do anything when he pulled himself free and slammed me against the wall, at the same time plunging the dagger into the middle of my stomach and twisting it there.
He said, "Little boy, huh? You better start learning to behave bitch, so no harm done. "
He stabbed me again, keeping me still, looking into my eyes, and said," You will behave, not get so damn cocky, babe. It doesn't suit you, but your dominance is a turn-on for me, most definitely." The knife struck me again.
Now, we approached the threshold. My pathos was about to burst wide open, and I was not sure what this would be like.
I felt it and said, " Now you better be very sure what you're going to do if you keep going like that. "
Damon grunted and thrust again, twisting the dagger in my stomach and enjoying the pain as I hissed. It burst out of me like a giant wave. I used my strength and pushed Damon and the dagger away from me, slamming him against the wall and twisting the dagger toward his stomach.
Suddenly Mariella was behind me and stabbed a long dagger into my back, pulling my hair at the same time, and said, "Little bitch will learn that we'll take care of it."
My grip had slipped, and Damon stabbed his dagger between my ribs into my heart and said damn dangerously, " Look, baby, when I broke your heart again. Oh, you must have felt that. "
We were getting close to where we couldn't stop. Soon there would be a burst of the lifetime. I looked Damon in the eye and said, in a low, dangerous voice. "Are you sure you want to go on? Can you handle me and my power?"
Damon grunted, jabbing the dagger again into my stomach as Mariella jabbed it into my other kidney.
Damon said, " We'll see about that baby. Let's teleport into one room and play a little game."
We teleported to our bedroom, and Damon stabbed me again. I took my will of rage and threw him into the wall with the movement of my hand. Power flooded into my veins. Mariella slashed my neck open, and I rolled over and flattened her on the bed under me and smashed my teeth into her neck, but I controlled myself.
Damon came and grabbed me by the hair and pressed a dagger to my neck, slicing it open again. Then he pulled me away from Mariella, and Mariella plunged her dagger into my stomach. I felt something seeping inside me.
Mariela looked at me and said, " A little bit of metal. You need to be weakened." Too late for that. One movement and Mariella was flying in an arc across the room. My power sparked in my eyes.
Fine, let's show you then. Suddenly, there were others in the room, all salvatores, in the right mood, and oh, how I enjoyed it. I felt the pathos start to erupt, and oh, how there were eager takers. My power kept me going so easily and they would try to suck it up, but it just flooded onto the surface, a never-ending stream. We kept going; I kept scolding. And then there was the entire pack, including Adam, Charles, the boys, and the wolves. All were attacking me, sucking up the power.
And then they got full and went off to recover, one by one, until they were all full. I was still buzzing with loose power, but the entire pack was stunned. I sighed and tried not to be disappointed or frustrated. This was probably going to happen a hell of a lot of times before my strength would even go out.
There was a hell of it still inside me. I could feel it moving. This had just been the tiny spark of it. This would take years. Well, at least the pack would be quite damn boosted.
I went into one room to shower, then got into bed and started reeling the power back into me. I don't know how long it took, but I was very charged and knew it would take a long time to unblock this. I could feel it better inside me. It was like I had this huge cavern inside me, a lot of caves, and this power lived in those caves. So if you can get one cave empty, soon somewhere else would unwind more power.
Now that I thought about it, I was convinced it would be decades before I ever got to that wonderful state where I wasn't surging with power or feeling like I would explode.
Then I went to dinner, and the pack was finally moving but very frantic. I passed three fast ones on my way to the kitchen. Each woman was getting fast and frantic like that. Oh, that I had loaded this pack well. There were people in the kitchen, too, but I could take my food myself. No attention was paid to me. Everyone was so damn horny. They turned my power into lust and it made them fuck it out. Or maybe it was some kind of lust-based power.
I was still in the middle of my meal when Damon and Mariella finally came into the kitchen. It's a good thing they weren't taking a quickie there, either.
Damon looked at everyone and said, " Fine. Now we are going on holiday to the Azores, and you are going wherever you go. And you, my lady, stay safe; don't go on any gigs or long road trips if possible. "
I nodded and already knew where to go. I had houses, several of them with a pretty damn big house in the yard. I said, " How long is a holiday?"
Damon looked at me for a moment, almost apologetically, and said, "I don't know, baby, sorry we couldn't help you out, and we're still pretty damn charged up. It feels so wrong again to leave you, but when we need to get some of this charge off, we can then take some more. "
I nodded, and that was not news to me. I said," I can feel this huge cavern inside me. Power resides there. That was not even one cave, just a tiny hint, so this will be a long-term thing. Keep it in mind." Damon nodded.
I said, " Have a wonderful holiday. I'm off to my castle in Bangladesh to do some yard work, so I might not always be available while I put on protective covers on my head so the fear demons can't get in. Rage + will + chaos is pretty excellent protection."
Damon furrowed his brow and said, " Why on earth would you go somewhere where there might be fear demons? "
Oh, he didn't know. They had lived so damn protected life and no connection to streets, so to say.
I sighed and said, " About five years ago, it started, and I was busy with other things. The fear demons multiplied, and a lot. Then, when I was free, the number of them was so ridiculous that there was nothing to be done about it. A Freya Michaelson helped them to breed, and that's what they've been doing ever since. That's why I always put on my protection when I'm not in the pack's shelter, i.e., surrounded by telepaths."
Damon sighed and said, "I'm not up to speed on this stuff and should be fine. Keep the shields on for now, but when the holiday is over, we'll work out something a bit more permanent so you don't feel so insecure. Plus, I get to know about every fucking fear demon that tries to attack you. "
Four looked at me searchingly. He was still in my head pretty fucking deep. I had eaten. The good thing about eating in this end was that no one insisted on feeding themselves or watching what I actually ate. Everyone ate quickly and teleported elsewhere. I still stayed to eat in peace and enough. Now, I was determined to put myself in peak condition so that when we got back together somewhere in the future, the first thing I would be concerned with would not be my weight or temperature.
Status Power Mingguan
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Power 
-- Power
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