章節 126: 6. Straight From The Heart
We were still in the kitchen, the kids had been put to sleep, and since there were more of them now, we needed additional rooms. However, we managed to get them to sleep easily, although my mind was elsewhere. It wasn't easy for me to play the role of a mother, trying to settle Apollo and the others down, while being surrounded by potential lovers and feeling the need for a man. So, I was distracted.
As I was walking into the kitchen, Mariella came up to me and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you in heat?"
I replied, "No, well Damon made me drink a special spumante with edible gold, but I didn't know it was such a powerful aphrodisiac for me. And he made me drink a lot of it. Samuel told me before he left that he knew the original version would make me horny, but even though I've evolved since then, it still packs a punch. Damn Salvatore must have known that."
Mariella giggled and said, "Damon seduced you. How perfect."
I responded, "Not exactly, but I've been having sex dreams for days, and now that damn wine intensified them. He saw them and he's very inspired by them. Not that they weren't hot, but I hope we can put a stop to that in the morning."
Mariella smiled and said, "Well, you'll see what you've been up to in the morning. Is there anything else?"
I remarked, "He found our original bed from Arizona, the one where I first slept in his arms. He made room for us here, and it's connected so that we can use it from the other houses."
I was surprised that Mariella wasn't jealous.
She said, "Wulfe gave me a few things to think about. No time to be jealous. Good for you two, have fun. It's good to see your glow back on. You know, Mimi, you have this glow when you're with Damon. You're truly happy then."
I couldn't say anything in response. I mean, what could I say? Yeah, I was crazy happy. It was another thing that took courage for me to acknowledge myself. Not every feeling is a weakness, not at all.
We had a late-night snack reserved, and I didn't mind. The aroma of delicious food filled the air, enticing me to indulge. As I sat there eating, I noticed nothing out of the ordinary, although a slight tension lingered in the atmosphere. It seemed like someone was waiting, their anticipation palpable.
I had been detached from Damon, as he had spent most of the evening hooked with Mariella. It was a relief to have some freedom, and I took the opportunity to engage in conversations with various people. The day had been long and exhausting, and as I ate, weariness washed over me. I glanced over at Damon and Mariella, their horny gestures toward each other, and I yearned to retreat to our bed. I craved solitude, as I was utterly drained.
Despite having slept for several nights, I still felt fatigued. It was as if my dreams had not provided the usual rejuvenation. I briefly considered asking Charles to accompany me, but just the thought of having a man in my bed sent shivers of pleasure through my body. It was not the wisest decision, as I knew I needed to sleep alone. Even Wulfe, if he were to come near me, would ignite my desires. It was frustrating, but I knew I had to resist. I was exhausted beyond belief.
Mimi, visibly tired, struggled to stay awake during a late-night snack. Mariella observed her confusion, as Mimi had gone from being highly aroused to almost nodding off. Damon didn't seem concerned at all. Once Mimi finished her meal, they made their way to the bedroom. Mariella sensed a change in Damon, and she noticed that Wulfe and Magnum followed them. She felt overwhelmed, unsure of what was happening. Though she was accustomed to handling multiple partners, this situation left her feeling uncertain.
Damon turned to Mariella and said, "It's time to see what all of this is about. You know, you produce milk, and I've made you lactate. But I've also given you a special potion for a week now, which allows your supernatural powers to seep into your milk. I've obtained those powers, thank you very much. They're only in small amounts, just enough for us to handle."
Mariella remained silent, trying to control herself. Something about this felt wrong.
Damon smirked at her and continued, "No, darling, this is our new reality. This is how we can all tap into Mimi's powers and combine them with our own. You, with the wolves, have been our test subjects. Tonight, Wulfe and Magnum have come to partake in a meal, and soon you will understand. And after you've fed these two, I will show you what I've done with Mimi. She has received the same potion, so there is quite a bounty waiting for us."
Mariella couldn't quite put her finger on it, but she couldn't shake the feeling that she was being used. However, the fact that she had been nursed by several men at the same time seemed to have put her at ease. Damon placed her in bed, made her comfortable, and soon Magnum and Wulfe joined her on either side. They began to worship her body, with Damon restraining her in a spread-eagle position. He then went between her thighs and pleasured her with his tongue. He ate her cunt very skillfully. Meanwhile, Wulfe and Magnum licked and nipped at her body.
Mariella kept her eyes almost closed, her voice trembling as pleas escaped her lips, "Don't stop, don't freaking stop, don't you dare to stop."
Damon chuckled as he continued his maddeningly slow and tender tongue work, bringing her to the edge of climax but not allowing her to reach it just yet. All the while, eager mouths latched onto her nipples, sucking on her breasts.
Mariella continued to plead, hips undulating, her voice filled with desperation, "Don't stop. Do not stop."
Mariela was completely oblivious to the fact that Wulfe and Magnum had already finished drinking her milk and left. Meanwhile, Damon's skilled tongue in her pussy kept her fully occupied. Her body was drenched in sweat as she panted for breath, completely satisfied when Damon finally brought her to climax. In a loud scream, she called out Damon's name.
Finally, panting and satiated, Mariela leaned back as Damon lay beside her.
He whispered, "Soon, my love, you will witness what I have done with Mimi for several nights. She mentioned having sex dreams, but little did she know they were not dreams at all. I made her believe so. Tonight, she will learn the truth. Our chakras have been intertwined, creating an incredibly strong bond. However, I have kept it hidden from her. As you have experienced, I have absorbed a significant amount of her powers, but it has barely made a dent. Our milking regime will help to shake loose more of her vampire powers, as well as her core alpha power. I added something extra to her coffee, ensuring she would be suitably tired when we enter the room. You will witness the master at work."
Mariella gazed at Damon and remarked, "Oh, Damon, you truly are a naughty boy. Poor Mimi, her reaction when she discovers the truth. She has been blushing so beautifully. And now, this..."
Damon wore a smug expression, and Mariella couldn't help but be excited to witness Damon taking control of Mimi when she was completely helpless and all the power belonged to Damon. It was one of the hottest things for Mariella to witness, and tonight would be another one of those unforgettable moments.
Damon led the way into their bedroom, allowing Mariella to watch for a while. However, soon Number Two would arrive and take Mariella away. It would be the perfect night when Mimi would be fully awake, and Damon would reveal their true soulmate bond, making it visible for Mimi to feel as well. Damon had missed that connection dearly, and these few days of having it back had made his soul sing. But he knew that the feeling would only intensify further. He had truly missed her, and being near her brought him an overwhelming sense of calmness. Perhaps, just maybe, he needed to be near her too.
Silently, Mariella followed Damon as he carefully opened the door to a dark room. He cast a spell, and a soft light illuminated the space. There, slumped on the bed, Mimi lay unconscious. Her laptop rested on her lap, her hand still on the keyboard, while the other hand hung limply by her side. Her blood-red hair cascaded in messy curls over her shoulders, and the dark circles under her eyes were still noticeable.
Damon carefully removed the laptop from the table, placing it down with a gentle touch. He then made it disappear, as it had not been needed for some time. With a wave of his hand, he conjured a sturdy steel bar and attached it to the bedposts, securing Mimi's hands and rendering her helpless. Mariella could feel her heart racing, her body trembling with anticipation. The room felt hot, the air thick with tension.
Damon conjured leather straps near Mimi's thighs, firmly securing them to the bed and spreading her legs wide open. He positioned her and removed her nightgown, leaving her completely naked. Mariella let out a soft sigh. Her pussy was soaked, unable to tear her eyes away from the scene unfolding before her.
Damon glanced at her and spoke softly, his voice dripping with desire. "Are you getting wet? Good. You're going to need it."
Suddenly, Mariella heard footsteps approaching from behind. A strong arm grabbed her collar, pulling her back. It was her master, Number Two.
"Tsk tsk, getting wet for someone other than your master," he scolded.
Without warning, he swatted Mariella's cunt with a flogger, causing her to gasp in both pleasure and pain. She belonged to him completely.
Damon continued to tease Mimi, his fingers tracing along her body, focusing on her nipples until they stood erect, begging for his touch.
He spoke to Number Two, his voice filled with excitement. "I've only given her a small dose of the potion, but the power is overwhelming. We need to take it slow, build up tolerance over time, or perhaps adjust the potion. But right now, this power is pure ecstasy."
Number Two joined them on the bed, positioning himself on Mimi's left side while Damon remained on her right. Mariella watched with a mix of desire and envy as they both took Mimi's nipple into their mouths. Number Two sipped cautiously, groaning as the power-infused milk flooded his senses. It felt like pure energy coursing through his veins, overwhelming yet exhilarating. He shook his head, uttering curses at the intensity of the experience.
"Fuck, this is strong stuff." His voice was husky.
Damon, having already sampled Mimi's milk for a few days, nursed more confidently. He had acquired a small portion of her powers, allowing him to better control the energy. He sipped slowly, savoring the taste, allowing the power to gradually seep into his being. Number Two, however, took smaller sips, unable to handle the full force of Mimi's milk.
He rolled over, overwhelmed by the immense power he had already absorbed. "I'm done. I'm buzzing with this power. Not yet ready for more. What an incredible substance!"
Number two finally got off the bed and approached Mariella.
He grabbed her by the hair and whispered in her ear, "Come on, pet. It's time for your education as my cocksleeve."
He forcefully dragged Mariella out of the room, leaving her feeling helpless and aroused by the idea of being used and abused.
Meanwhile, I found myself once again trapped in my strange sex dreams. This time, Number Two and Mariella were present. I could barely make out Mariella watching me as I was restrained, my exposed pussy on full display. Then Number Two and Damon approached, slowly sipping my milk. My breasts ached as they drained me, but the effect it had on them was undeniable.
Eventually, Number Two took Mariella away, referring to her as his cocksleeve. I wasn't quite sure about that label. Damon, completely naked, lay in bed with me, still consuming my milk until there was none left. I could feel his hot, hard body pressed against me, his massive cock throbbing against my legs. The mere thought of being impaled by him made my pussy spasm.
After draining me completely, Damon looked at me with intense desire and said, "Baby, this is not a dream. You are wide awake, and this is really happening."
I blinked, trying to come up with an explanation, but Damon drew closer, stroking his enormous cock and positioning it at my pussy lips. As he thrust into me, the sensation was scorching hot, and I gasped as he stretched me to my limits.
He started slowly, hissing and grunting, "Oh, baby, you're so tight. Oh, fuck..."
His expression was filled with pure lust, his eyes burning with desire as he whispered to me. With each thrust, my body jostled, overwhelmed by the power of his movements.
"They weren't just dreams, baby," he confessed, his pace quickening and becoming more intense. "I was fucking you all night long, letting you believe they were mere fantasies. I am your master, my pet."
Panting heavily, I could feel myself on the brink of orgasm, the anticipation building to a crescendo. He continued to fuck me with even greater speed, pulling almost all the way out before mercilessly slamming back inside, stretching me to my limits.
I could hardly comprehend his revelation as the orgasm washed over me, and I couldn't help but scream out, "Oh my god, Damon!"
Grunting, he relentlessly pounded into me, my walls fluttering and clamping around his massive girth. Lost in ecstasy, I howled as he finally let out a primal roar, thrusting deep inside me and flooding my insides with his lustful release. He then leaned over me, our chakras aligning one by one, our true soulmate bond intensifying until it was almost overwhelming.
Pressing himself on top of me, our chakras and magic symbols intertwined, I gradually realized that he had somehow taken my alpha power once again, merging it with his own and bestowing a fraction back to me. It felt incredible, strengthening our bond even further. Panting and trembling, I could feel his warmth filling me as he continued to thrust, our chakras still locked together.
This bond we shared was unlike anything I had ever experienced. Something evolved and magnificent. Uncertain if I was still under the influence of any substances or if this was a genuine, unadulterated connection, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of happiness and desire.
It was incredibly arousing to watch him fucking me, witnessing the sight of my stretched and wet pussy being used, the intoxicating scent filling the air, and the sounds of our bodies colliding in a symphony of pleasure.
In a moment of vulnerability and longing, I murmured to him, "I'm not sure I want this to end in the morning."
His voice, dark and dominant yet filled with love, responded, "Pet, that decision is not yours to make. The master decides, and you must learn to accept it."
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