Chương 137: 17. Bailamos.
Mariella was happy. Damon arranged the wedding now and then, while she entertained numbers two and three. But Mariella's dream was to find a fourth. But when Mimi took Charles, and the thing came out, that made number one mad. Mimi had taken Adam and Charles first and then Adam had gone to take care of wolves. He had been wild, according to Mimosa.
Mimi and Charles had their bedroom here that Charles had decorated for them and there was no one else at this moment but the two of them. Damon was heartbroken by this and then concentrated on planning the wedding. Mariella didn't know if Mimi would even have a flank wedding when Damon was so upset. Mariella didn't know how to help.
She let Damon vent and tried to convince him they had bedrooms in every house, in the Irish castle, and everywhere. Mariella had calmed Damon down enough to agree that the wedding would take place in the newer castle in France. Not in an Irish castle without Mimi.
He would have taken Mimi to the registry office, but now Mariella had gotten this wedding thing to work, so that had gotten her this far, as this castle in Kansas was a sensitive place for Damon, anyway. He'd shown where he'd brought Mimi in the bag that day and shown the memory of what it had looked like when Mimi slept in Charles' arms. He had not told about that story, not as he was supposed to be telling, but time would help. Mariella knew she needed to be patient and maybe someday, Damon would tell her the story fully.
The wedding would be in a month and they would both be wearing white dresses. Damon knew Mimi had always had an almost colored dress and Mariella wanted a big white wedding with red hair for Mimi. Mariella wanted them both to be brides. Mimi had blonde hair at the moment when she was still fucking with Charles.
She wanted Mimi to have a proper wedding dress and be an actual bride. Mariella also wanted Damon to choose the dresses for each day and also the make-up. And then she wanted to spend one night with Adam and Charles at least because she knew Mimi planned to be with them mostly when she would be with the Damons.
But they would have to find a number four—a pen. Mariella was now looking into the past, trying to keep an eye on where the pen was. Then she discovered it was at Moldovan Castle at the moment. Soon, the two of them would go there together, and then there would be one more groom for Mimi.
It was fascinating for Mariella to see how different each Damon was. As if this was some multiverse thing, that different Damons were born when they made different choices. Each of them was so different and even number three and two fucked with her. There was no love, not like Damon had for her. And these two, well at least number two, had a special interest in Mimi and she was not sure what she was feeling about that.
Each of these spoke a little differently, too. Number two had this softness in his speech, this beast lurking under the surface all the time. Number three was calmer, he was a seducer, gentler, and he knew female anatomy so darn well, but he had something to unload too. Mariella could sense it and the only way how to unload in the lust pack was through sex.
One thing that was a problem was the special room that Charles had made for Mimi. Mariella had a plan for that room, too. They would go there after they picked up number four and Mariella wanted to see how much the couple would be disturbed if their room was entered and she knew Charles couldn't forbid her from coming to bed with him. Damon was the pack leader, not him.
She knew how to be seductive. But they would soon be off to the shower and then to Moldovan Castle to fetch the next Damon. Damon had told her that his control of his magic had improved with each new Damon, and Mariella had a hunch that the number of Damons might not be just four, but more.
Damon's magic was increasing almost daily, and he was having a hard time dealing with it, but there was a solution to that too, Mimi's willpower. They were still each other's halves and where one had a problem, the other usually found a solution. Damon needed Mimi's willpower to use it to harness his magic. It was part of him, made for him in the way. So he needed to harvest it, regularly and there was nothing for Mimi to argue about. She was the power battery of the pack.
Mariella had encouraged Damon to be himself and do what felt right. To ignore all the rules and customs. She was also going to teach that to the other men because she had found that Adam and Charles were well schooled in the ways of humans still and when they were no longer humans. Not at all.
They had their instincts and needs now, and they had to follow them. They were, in part, more animals than humans, felines, and those instincts should not be suppressed. Mariella was also helping Damon with a project he had been planning for a long time—giving fleas to someone else, rather than to Mimi. Whenever Damon noticed Mimi was doing flea work, Mariella sensed Damon's concern.
It was partly the protector side, but it was Damon himself who understood how consuming fleas are. How much do they get on Mimi's mind when there's always someone dead or a job not going well? Mimi had to be more or less ready to go if necessary to save humans. To possibly get banged up herself while saving others. Damon didn't want Mimi in work mode all the time, cold, hard.
He wanted to take off the protective shell Mimi had created for herself over the years. He didn't want Mimi to get hurt anymore. And he was a lustful creature. Mimi was a female who denied her lust or used it as something else than sex. He remembered faintly just how hard handling Mimi had needed and he had gotten something out of her. But what?
Or, worst of all. When Mimi was at the gig, Mariella noticed that when she was doing gigs, Damon gets so tense at the same time. And Mariella realized only afterward that Damon was afraid for Mimi. Mariella knew one part of her thing with Damon was to make him acknowledge his full scope of feelings for Mimi. it was the only thing, the only way for him to move forward.
Mariela could see that in Damon's mind, many concerns were whirling, every time she was on missions or on base. Would something happen to Mimi? Would she be captured? Would Mimi have to kill her own again? Damon wanted Mimi to be safe, not in danger of getting shot or caught. Mimi was still highly sought after in many institutions, and the naughty Sark was always on the lookout for Mimi's whereabouts and what she was up to.
After Damon had heard how Mimi killed one of the Damien and took his phone and wallet, gave the info to the fleas, and probably got Damien on her again twice as bad. Mimi would have to give him a wedding present, and that would be for Mimi to hand over the fleas to a nice Sark.
The jeweled sark. Mariella was making a spell to give him a body, and he knew where to find more kind versions. And how to get their bodies. Everything would start to change and Mimi would learn to live a little more peacefully, instead of being in the office for months at a time, remembering to eat now and then. It would be a big change for Mimi and Damon knew that this was a very big ask, but he knew it was a must.
They'd been fucking for two weeks and now, for a week, Damon had already started planning the wedding. Mimi and Charles hadn't calmed down yet, but they weren't quite in a hurry. Mariella knew Damon wouldn't like it when Mimi smelled of Charles and was covered in his chew marks, and Mariella had given him a few good ideas.
Mariella was determined to teach this pack what or who Damon was and also that the pack should accept it and learn to do the things they wanted to do themselves—another good example. Mimi's bite mark on Damon was very formal, put in just the right place, but at the same time, Charles could be marked almost from head to toe with strong marks where there was a definite strawberry scent.
And that Charles' pheromone smelled of strawberries wasn't a good thing either, but Mariella had told Damon the solution to that, too.
It was time to unite the pack so that when Damon was the pack leader, everyone in the pack would carry his scent, everyone would have passionfruit, even Charles, and then when Mimi decided to give Charles the scent, it would always be Damon's scent, mostly.
Plus, Damon was going to take Mimi and show that he was a husband, too, and he had his rights. But first, Mimi would see how Damon would take over the entire pack. As long as they got the number four first. The shower was intense and Damon thrust into Mariella's tight wet cunt mercilessly and hard, making her explode so hard that Mariella's legs began to give out.
But Damon just supported Mariella and continued his brutal, fierce fucking, taking Mariella completely, owning her completely, and flooding her inside as he drank Mariella's blood greedily and naughtily.
Then Damon just let go of his hold and he washed himself while Mariella still held on and tried to get some sort of function out of her legs. Mariella just wondered what shape Mimi would be in after that. He had been really rough and fierce with her, but she could take it.
Mariella got herself washed up and knew not to wash her cunt too clean or Damon would take her again. She had to smell like Damon and hard. And sex. She went to dry herself and went to sit on the bed so Damon could dry and put her hair up. Then she put on the clothes her husband had picked out for her and put the robe back in the bathroom and was ready to leave for Moldova.
They teleported there and looked around. Mimi had put the place in order, and Damon was getting distracted again. They had their Irish castle, and this was Mimi's. Only Mimi, not even Charles and Damon, could sense how this was Mimi's home too—her refuge.
But they went across the grand ballroom into the large dining room and there on the table was a dish with a pen and some loose change but Damon stopped Mariella a short distance from the table and said," Oh for fuck's sake, that's what would have been bad."
There was a rock next to the pen, so that rock is the one you have to flick when you take the pen. And on that rock was Damien.
Damon felt the version in that rock was the shapeshifter. And he immediately thought of that year. What would have happened to Mimi if they hadn't come here to take that pen?
Damon took the pen using telekinesis and said, " In that stone is the strongest Damien I've found so far, and it is a shapeshifter. We must destroy it. But it's made so that one touch and Damien is free. I'll lift that rock into the air with telekinesis, and then we'll put a fire spell on it so strong it will burn to ashes."
Mariella gulped as she too realized that Mimi would have been in real trouble once she'd freed Damien. Mariella gathered her strength and prepared herself. Using telekinesis, Damon lifted the stone into the air and took Mariella by the hand, and together they unleashed a tremendously powerful fire spell as long as the ashes of the stone remained, and Damon felt how Damien had been destroyed from within the stone.
Mariella didn't quite understand now why, in Satan's name, Damon was so relieved to see that Damien had been killed. But she was still confused about things now and then. Damon truly hated his brother, and the relief of getting him killed was big. Mariella did not bother to ask for an explanation, somehow she knew he would not tell her the whole truth.
Damon took the pen in his hand and said, " Come on out of there."
There was another puff of smoke, and a new Damon was in front of him. This Damon looked at number one for a moment and then made a fist and punched him in the face. He had a whole forehead of his hair white, not just one part but his whole forehead, and it gave him a distinct look. His hair was longer than Damon's and he had a pretty angry expression on his face.
Mariella was pretty confused now and number four just looked at Mariella and said, " Did you have a problem darling, a problem?"
Very similar to number one. He looked at Mariella quite dangerously, not wanting to kiss her or fuck her immediately. This was a whole different creature than previous versions, and Mariella felt a little unsure.
Mariella said, "I'm confused now. Why did you hit number one so hard?"
Four said, " Mimi signed all of her divorces with that pen and kept me around for quite a while. You know how fucking helpless that makes me feel. Not being able to comfort or help. When she had to witness him smelling like passionfruit and telling Mimi that she was not what he wanted but Brianna was, or Petra, the latest time Baby had a fucking bad European job, and I could feel her weakening. She was in no good condition. I now know that Jake had just died and she would need me, but no. That's why I punched that idiot who decided he needed a vampire wife. And it was Damon, not Damien. Passionfruit smelled. I had felt my baby's heart breaking every single time when this one had no brain in his head. Every single time."
Mariella nodded slowly, then looked at Number One, who had now finished cleaning his face. They teleported back to the castle. Number four was still not kissing her or being all over her, and he had called Mimi to his baby. Strange. These Damons were really unique.
The wolves were there to meet them, and Mimosa asked, "How many Damons do you need, Mariella?"
Mariella just smiled, and then four went and went to kiss Mimosa. Kissing a wolf takes skill, and Mariella found herself jealous when this version didn't hang onto her right away. But there's plenty of time for that one. She was not sure why it was that.
Mariella and number one went to eat, and Mariella hadn't been at the table long when number four came in and started seducing Mariella by eating her ear and neck, letting her hands wander, and setting Mariella completely on fire. She was getting pretty riled up and this version knew his stuff, too. Seducer alright.
Number one saw this and took the whole Salvatore pack and Mariella and the wolves into one bedroom and put the wolves through a real Salvatore hurricane. Adam had been with wolves for about a week and according to them he had been wild, but now Adam had already moved back to be with Mimi, and Damon knew there was still time to put the trio in order.
It's time for them to learn after the wedding, too, that even Mariella requires a taking now and then. Not just Mimi or the wolves. They were uninhibited and wild. The wolves were pretty quickly exhausted, and Damon teleported the sleepy wolves to recover in another room.
Mariella discovered that number four was a real apothecary. He constantly tasted Mariella's blood and spilled things in her blood. This one had done the same to the wolves, and Mariella suspected that the amount of time Damon had to be powerless and unable to help Mimi at all was what caused this trait.
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