บท 73: 33. It's My Life.
As I prepared to have an actual good time in my life, I showered, got dressed, and enjoyed the feeling of being hungry. I got the select my own clothes and I opted for a summer dress, a real flower dress. Light cotton, white with many colorful flowers printed on it, it was De La Rentas and a little loose on me. My bloodred hair was braided neatly and hung down on my back in a thick braid.
I went to the kitchen. Making food for myself. Oh, how I loved going to eat and satisfying that hunger. Then I went for a walk outside and admired the vines, which were already full of bunches after bunches. After I had picked one bunch and eaten those sweet grapes, I decided to utilize them a little more.
Fine. Let's get some work done then. I got a cart from the outhouse, loaded it with enormous bags, and went out to pick grapes. I had green and red ones so I picked both of them, in their own bags and then I would do all sorts of things out of them.
The bags were full surprisingly quickly, and I happily dragged all the grapes inside, humming. Now, I would make juice, jelly, sorbets, desserts. I started gathering all the supplies and other berries and fruits that would be needed. There were quite big lemon trees, and I had huge amounts of lemons, oranges, and other citrus fruit picked too. No one will disturb me, and I can enjoy it all by myself. I permitted myself to be self-satisfied. I was feeling quite smug as I made my preparations in the kitchen.
"Honey, Mimi is doing something in the kitchen. Do you want to go and see? I just looked at the past, and she's been picking grapes by the bushel, lemons, and all the other fruits and she's going to juice them, make jelly, sorbet. Is that right?" Mariella innocently asked her husband.
She was quite jealous, and Mimi's smugness somehow disturbed her.
Damon sighed. Time to put the bitch in her place once again, apparently. He needed to remind Mimi about his position as an alpha of this pack and starting to work in the kitchen, making desserts and all sorts of novelties was not good.
He said, " Fine, we can go see. What do you want me to do to Mimi? A flank? Or what?"
Mariella looked at her husband for a moment and said " Go with the flow and see what the bitch is up to. What attitude and what to do to her to keep her in line? You need to check on those fruits and I think they would be wiser to use in our smoothies and such than jellies or juices for her. She ate them without asking you, so there can be dangers in that too. You haven't tasted them, so you can't be sure that there is no bad stuff in them for her. Like bird poo or something else."
Damon got up and went to the shower. Mariella followed, and they stayed in the shower for three hours. He was quite rough with her, preparing to handle her.
They walked into the kitchen, and Damon saw Mimi smiling first time in a long time. It lighted up her face, making her seem so vibrant and pretty. Not anymore, that hollow shell that he remembered from that dream. She looked so damn happy, but Mariella was right. She was not supposed to do this. Even Damon was a little unsure how harsh he should be. He needed to act.
I was cleaning up the grapes when the power couple arrived in the kitchen. Fine, let's have it. I did not stop my little preparations. I could hear his steps coming closer and smell passionfruit wafted in my nostrils.
Damon came up to me and asked velvety softly, " What are you doing here, Mimi?"
I looked at him steadily and said, "I'm cleaning the grapes so I can juice them. There's quite a winery out there, I see."
Damon now whispered in my ear, " Did I permit you to do that, Mimi? You know I am still your protector and you eat them straight from the wine is not something it is so damn wise when it comes to you and your multiple sensitivities."
I stood up and took another cleaned-up bowl to the stove near where I had already lifted the juicer. I'm going to make some of it into steam juice and put some of it back into the juicer. It would help the juice to get better.
Damon walked behind me and watched as I gathered the other berries into the mix. Then I took a big bag of elderflowers and put that on the table too. Here I had huge elders, and I had collected them several sacks as elderflower cordial suited for so many juice mixes. I had made it earlier times I had been here, and I had some of it left but I needed to replenish my stash.
Damon looked at me innocently and asked, "Mimi, do you have any elderflower cordial ready somewhere? I saw those flowers, and It happens to be my favorite drink. "
I looked at Damon for a moment and thought; I didn't know that either. I did not say anything, but fine. I could let him drink some, don't know if my cordial is good for him, but still. I had some. It was quite strong and not very sweet.
I went to the fridge, got an enormous bottle of elderflower cordial, it was diluted, ready to use, and gave it to my husband. He opened the cap and took a sniff. Then he took a really big drink and drank almost half a bottle.
He handed the bottle back to me and then said, " This is good stuff. You know how to do it just right for me. I have a new treat for you, Mimi, and the same for you, Mariella. Wait a minute, and I'll get them."
He went to the fridge and spent his time there. I had no idea what he was looking for in there. Then he came out with two boxes in his hands.
He gave me a box of honey berries. I had eaten honeydew berries as a child, and they were good, but that was a long time ago. For Mariella, he gave her a box of sea buckthorns. Mimosa and Shadow and Adam and Charles came too. He gave the wolves blackberries and the men cloudberries.
Then he said, " Go on, eat up, then tell me what you think."
He was kind of fucking smug, but I didn't pay attention. It was quite a big box of them. The honeydews were really good, and I ate the entire box pretty damn quickly and efficiently.
Damon looked at me with satisfaction and said, " Those are so good for you, Mimi. You'll soon see."
Mariella had eaten her own sea buckthorn and was looking at Damon quite significantly. Her face was flushed and her nipples were exposed, jutting against the silk shirt that she wore. I noticed mine starting to come out too.
I began to wonder when my pussy started to get quite wet, and I found myself imagining a wild go at it with Charles. Wolf had his tails out, and Mariella was already wrapped around Damon, seducing him as best she could.
Damon said, "1-0, Mimi. Honeyberries are 'oh no' things to you, which means they fuck, and in that dose. Well, luckily, Charles pulled his own dose so he can keep up, see, elderflower is my 'oh no' as much as sea buckthorn is Mariella's. I've now got this pack tuned up to fuck for probably almost the rest of the pregnancy."
Oh really? Oh, fuck, the Lord is so fucking smug. Fine. I wrapped myself around Charles, and he teleported us into one of our bedrooms, where we fucked like rabbits. There was no stopping for us and I did not even think that I should stop or calm down at all. I was way too lustful, and we banged quite many waves of lust in the air, making everyone go even more wild.
We fucked for a good week, and then it was surgery day. All three females were well enough bred that they were worth operated on. Fine then. Damon had decorated the puppy rooms for all of them, and there was a shelf on the wall where each puppy had its own place. Through the wall came a line of feeding bottles, so you just had to lift the puppies up to eat and then wipe them down when they were ready. There was little room where you load up the bottles.
Mimosa did 1350, mainly wolves, but there were a few cats in there. Shadow did 1999, she was very fertile, and Mariella did 660, but they would do the next litter in a week and the next one in a week. They had been bred very well and they liked to be pregnant and that was fine by me. No need for me to breed. But something in that made Damon look at me quite sharply, as if he caught that thought out of my mind.
The kittens were fed twice a day because these were magic kittens, energy creatures, wizards, witches, and some vampires, and they had to be put in their own little bottle of blood or given a drink from the wrist. Then when they grew up, they had their own blood dispenser set aside for them to suck the blood out of very well. They would learn quite fast how to use that blood dispenser.
I helped with the wolf pups, filling bottles, and other things, but I wasn't allowed to interfere with Mariella and Damon's cubs. I got a lesson out of this very early on and it was one lesson that went in my mind so perfectly. No need to repeat. I was on my way there to help when Damon came and dragged me into the closet and slammed me against the wall.
His eyes were blazing with heat and anger. He meant every single word that he hissed in my ear. He looked at me and said, " What are you weighing 65 kilos now? Come on, Mimi, for once, interfere with our babies, and I can tell you that in a month, you will weigh 30 kilos less. I will even call Damien to have fun, too. I didn't destroy the shed. Remember how it felt when I cooked you so long your skin peeled off? Remember that."
I didn't go anywhere near that. No interfering with their cubs, is fine by me.
So much for the belief that he deeply regretted the shed session and would never want to do it again. Calling Damien too. Made shivers run through my spine and badly too. Further proof that we don't exist. So I concentrated on helping the wolves. I was perfectly normal, and Mariella didn't even wonder why I didn't come to their children.
But I had sworn to myself that I would do my job in this pack. Well, I let them breed even though I didn't breed myself, and that was good because, at best, I would have been able to take care of a few thousand pups on my own while Salvatore took care of it.
My life was full of nasty facts. I had just to remember and learn to accept them all. This little indecent kept me very grounded in my feelings. No great romance for me and Salvatore was not coming anytime soon. He was almost an enemy, a threat to me and my alpha side, as well as my felines. His choice, not mine.
Let's just say I slept my nights tightly attached to Charles. I didn't fuck. And thankfully, he didn't ask questions when he loved and helped. He was the only one with Adam who could make me smile, not Damon, even though he a few times tried to joke around. I just was very near to Charles almost all the time. He kept me feeling even somewhat secure.
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