Capítulo 200: 39. Uptown Girl.
Damon came into the room at 6 pm. I hadn't even expected him to arrive when I was reading up on surgery. I had a bunch of stitched grapes on my bedside table after practicing my suturing skills. I had quite an arsenal of all the surgical instruments, and having decided that I was going to be a doctor, I had to practice; YouTube was surprisingly informative.
The door opened, and Damon stepped in. He looked across the room, and his clear, heated gaze landed on my body, which was covered only in a red satin nightdress, no underwear. I was in a semi-sitting position, with my legs bent and slightly spread and a thick book of surgery leaning against my legs as I lazily read it.
The bed was so that the foot end of the bed was facing the door so Damon could see right into my cunt, and that was all he needed.
He said in such a low, heated voice that I immediately looked away from the book, "Baby, this is the best seduction ever. How can you be so careless and then naughty at the same time, like something out of a porn magazine, and bite your lip like that?"
I put the book down, laughed, and said, "Oh, yeah, are you sure Bran isn't inviting you somewhere?"
Damon picked up his bag on the bed, went, and cleared some space in the closet. He was very quick in his movements, but he found a shelf of my half-used clothes and carried the pile to the laundry chute. Grumbling to himself. How in hell he knew that they half used. Then he quickly unpacked his bag in the closet and went to the bathroom to shower; I heard the water running.
I then had time to get ready and put the book and grapes away. I went into the same position, except I got my nipples out while I did a bit of work and the smell of strawberries and champagne; apparently, the sex beast was about to wake up. I just wondered if we would be able to stop being together or if the visiting pack would get to listen to our wild goings on for a week.
Damon came in from the bathroom, naked. He had dried himself off, and he walked straight to me, got into bed, and took off his nightgown, ripping it off me. We kissed greedily. It was literally years since we had kissed, and we were both hungry for each other's bodies. His hands were roaming, and my hands were roaming. He came on top of me, kissed me as fucking rough and greedy as ever possible.
He snarled, " Start spreading, bitch, and properly with it. "
He bit my breasts and my nipples, and I let out some sounds between a moan and a groan. My legs were naughty and stayed together, but Damon's firm hands grabbed my thighs, spread them, and then his huge cock plunged into my pussy mercilessly. I felt my pussy stretch to the limit, and Damon slid inside me like a silk-lined steel rod. We were made for each other. He slid down to the bottom at once, spreading, exciting me.
My pussy tried to adjust, but Damon's rush was something almost too much, and I was on the verge of pleasure and pain before it started to turn to pleasure. Damon bit my lips, his hands squeezing my breasts; his thrusts were hard, strong, firm, and dominating.
Soon, I found myself holding on to him tightly; waves of pleasure began to find their way over me, and I had no choice but to surrender and let the orgasm rush over me. He fucked me through that orgasm. Soon I couldn't help but tremble in the throes of the next huge orgasm as he fucked me more and more fiercely, nipping at my neck, and when he finally exploded inside me, he bit between my neck and shoulder, holding his grip until the hot strong sprays, of love cream inside me subsided.
Our bond strengthened once again, and I gasped, we were both absolutely drenched in sweat but there was no end to our passion. We had sex debt and lots of it.
My shoulder was mildly throbbing for quite a while after Damon had pulled his tooth out, and I knew somewhere that this mark was not going to be healed. Then we went into the shower. In the shower, Damon took me hard from behind.
He fucked me in the ass and demanded that I submit, surrender, and at first, I refused, but as always, I surrendered to him completely. He filled my bowels pretty damn full, and he must have had a gallon of the stuff still in stock. We fucked in the shower with passion, and Damon was licking and chewing on his mark on my shoulder the whole time.
It felt very sensitive. My orgasms were huge, and Damon put his hand over my mouth so I wouldn't whimper and howl. Bran then said in our heads that we should come for dinner to represent the pack. We laughed out loud. Fine, I'll go and represent them and show everyone what we have done. We dressed up for a while as we went to dinner.
Damon gave me his own tee shirt, and then he gave me my looser blue jeans and a similar outfit for himself.
He said as he was doing my hair, " Do you know, baby, how nice it is for me to learn all these hairstyles from your head? Oh, how I get new ideas."
I could feel him in my mind and then he was naughty and took them away from my mind, so he would be only one to know how to make them.
I laughed. We went downstairs, and Damon threw me against the walls and kissed me very passionately. We then ended up in the kitchen, and Bran was following us, but Damon didn't care. The girls were watching with interest, and Adam laughed out loud; he was talking to an alpha male about something, and he was laughing genuinely, too. What could we do when we get excited?
I knew the shower didn't wash everything away, and I was pleased to see how the women's nostrils flared a little when we came into the room and how fiercely Alpha looked at the women. It was as if he had warned her not to interfere. Oh, had a little seduction possibly been on the minds of the females?
I was most impressed when Damon, in the middle of dinner, moved my hair from my neck to the side and started licking and nibbling at the mark he had just made. Even Bran dropped his spoon. Bran then smiled thinly in brief satisfaction. Damon was very pleased when he saw the disappointed looks on the girls' faces. He had just declared me his own, and the sign was proof of that. An alpha female couldn't take her eyes off my mark, and Adam had a smug smile playing on his lips as he watched Bran's reaction.
Werewolves don't take many females, and once a male takes a female, he stays with her. The males also looked disappointed. I'm not a free game. I seem to be a reserved woman. Damon could nibble at the mark in a way that turned me on, and everyone could smell it. Then, even after Damon sat me down, he went and got some wagyu steaks, cooked them to perfection for me and himself, put my food in front of me, and fed me and himself.
We ate our evening meal close together. Damon's hands were roaming all over the place and my reactions told you obviously where this game was going. He fed me from start to finish, and the visiting pack ate some pretty damn spicy-smelling food.
We were on our way upstairs when Bran came up to us. He tried to be a matter of fact, but my keen ears could detect very well-hidden jealousy in his voice.
"Well done, Salvatore. You took the female for yourself, like the Alpha that you are. You are truly an Alpha couple. Good, but Damon, remember you are terribly horny, and it's been a while since Mimi has heat anyway, so don't be surprised at the consequences, but very well done."
Bran said nothing to me as he just nodded and headed for his office with Adam in tow. The visitors had already retired to their rooms. Damon looked at me for a moment and glanced over at Bran, and it was obvious that there was something else going on here, but fuck if I cared.
We were in for a night of excitement. Neither of us even wanted to sleep. We hadn't seen each other in so many months. It's true what they say, that absence actually brings you closer.
We wanted each other, knowing that somewhere along the way, work and other things would take us apart again. Damon was like a hurricane on me, and I was holding my own. We had years of fucking debt and this was just one night; I knew Damon would restrain himself and we would only fuck this night but it was enough. I lived in the moment and wasn't greedy.
Damon would not leave my mark alone and lovingly made more of them. From tickling and burning, I noticed these marks were not healing. Not when my alpha took me as his own and declared it to the world.
Damon said, " Baby, no matter what, you're mine, even if those marks disappear."
Signs or no signs, we had a connection again, and it wasn't going anywhere easily.
After the morning shower, which again didn't remove the smell of sex as well as it might have, but when we had to have each other in the shower, it was still there.
I now put on jeans and a t-shirt. I was no show-off doll; this was my home, and I could dress as I pleased. We went downstairs for breakfast. There was a surprise waiting for us.
Or let's just say I could smell it at the top of the stairs. "Damon, someone's in heat down there, I can't go down there."
Damon frowned and sniffed the air.
His expression was grim. "Fine, Baby. You go back to the bedroom and I'll bring food as soon as I can."
His expression was not surprised, and I said before retreating back to our bedroom, "You knew about this?"
Damon nodded. He directed me to the bedroom and closed the door so I sat on the bed and waited.
Two hours later, Adam came in with a basket full of food. He was looking nervous, his clothes a bit disheveled, and clearly in a hurry. Oh, that sort of thing. Probably going for a heat treatment, I thought.
"Here, I don't know when we'll get more, Mimi, but you have to believe we have no choice but to help these people. This is why these came to us. Alpha females and these girls have difficult lusts, and they need people to keep hold of the girls. I don't know if you got to go anywhere. It can be a bit boring just being here. I can't tell you anything else. Damon said you'd have an idea, but Bran told me not to." Adam explained abruptly.
I shrugged.
"Let's see now for a couple of days. I can take it." I said.
Adam's expression softened, and he was clearly trying to think of a way to say something to me, but no. he shook his head and walked away.
I just felt like they were trying to get rid of me, and I wanted a couple of days to see what would happen. I didn't want to give Bran any reason to come at me, so to speak, so that he could blame me for leaving in the middle of another pack's visit.
I got a food shipment once a day from Adam or Bran. Bran always left the door open to let the smell of heat into the room, and he always had some excuse to stay for a while to chat and keep the door open.
He tried to be friendly but even his arms were covered in scratches and almost bites, I really didn't know what the hell was going on. I did some flea work, read anatomy, and practiced surgery. I didn't see Damon at all. This pack visit was very special, and it would be interesting to see what the idea is.
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