When I got back to the house Damon was already there making dinner. I was surprised that he had shown up. I told him about Jarod and he was quiet. We ate and went to the bedroom. First Damon dragged me into the shower and, with a root brush, scrubbed me all over. Oh, this is some kind of jealousy system because of Jarod. Then we fucked wildly for two weeks again. Adam came over then and I told him about the jarod too. Adam had no problem with it. Damon had once again gone off somewhere when I woke up in the morning all velvety and there was a phone and wallet on the bedside table. I don't mind that. Adam was in the kitchen making dinner.

After a couple of days, I decided to start focusing on Adam a bit too. Let's tease him a little and see if we can get Adam in a wilder mood. I put on a silk button-down shirt and a short satin skirt with a zipper up the side. The skirt was very tight. It went over my figure like a second skin I ate breakfast in peace and while Adam continued cooking, I jumped up on one of the tables to sit and watch Adam work. He looked at me and came over to me. We kissed enthusiastically and he undid one of the buttons. He looked at me hotly and said "I'll get you ready, when I get you where I want you, then I'll take you. Now I have time. ' Adam continued with the food, every now and then coming with a sharp knife and taking one of my buttons off. We kissed diligently and he kissed and bit very erotically every square inch that was exposed under my shirt. I was pretty wet and the kitchen smelled of strawberries and champagne pretty damn strong. When Adam first took my nipple in his mouth and started playing with it, I felt like I was about to explode or very close to exploding. Adam noticed this and always stopped at the last minute. He took my shirt off, teasing me. Next, he unzipped my skirt and went to fry something. He came up behind me and let his hands wander under my skirt. And off he went again.

Then he finally let the skirt fall down and started slowly destroying my panties. When he got them broken he kept on cooking. This one certainly has good self-control. I looked at Adam and suddenly arms were wrapped around me from behind and a voice in my ear whispered " Oh I've got a naughty wife, all wet, all ready. Well, I'll take you up on that offer." Damon was already back. He lifted me into his arms and said to Adam, " Thank you, Hauptmann, for getting my wife ready for me, come with us if you want to. I brought you some new meats when I came." Damon carried me to our bedroom and undressed. He came on top of me and kissed me . I felt him push into my wetness effortlessly and started fucking hard and rough. Adam came into the room. Damon grinned at Adam as he undressed. Then Damon turned me on my side still fucking hard. Adam came to lie behind me and I felt him wet the tip of his cock with my juice and start to thrust into my ass at the same time.

The double penetration was violent, hard. I felt so full I had never been before. Two huge dicks were moving both in my cunt and in my ass, hard and mercilessly. I felt when I first exploded how both men just got excited about it. I came five times before I felt both of them thicken and thrust as hard as they could. Both of them got stuck and the feeling I got when the two started filling me with their love smoothies was unbelievable. Both biting and nipping sharply. I was in the throes of an orgasmic orgasm for half an hour before the men withdrew from inside me and lay beside me, still panting. Then all three of us fell asleep.

I woke up in bed by myself. I took a shower and went to eat, but no one. On the kitchen table were once again a phone and wallet and a note. It was from Adam " Thank you, Mimi, that was great. Work calls, I have to go to Washington DC for a month to do some contract work, Salvatore had already left when I woke up. Even velveted me up. You must have been very effective because you were fast asleep. Oh well, I'll be in touch. Adam. " Oh, both men rejected. I called Reddington and Magnum about the gigs and went on to Europe. Contacts were made and by now information and rumors of possible institutions were starting to come in. I was actually doing quite a lot now with contacts, but not so much with the Reddington gigs. I'd already done three blow-ups in two weeks and was shadowing a couple of places and figuring out the best way to do it. There was always one guy who knew a trusted friend and my network grew. I already had explosives experts on the job.

I returned to America a month after I woke up alone. The aim was to start putting together a network there as well. I decided to stay in my mansion in Pennsylvania and do gigs and stuff from there. I talked to Jarod a couple of times a week for hours on the phone. We had a connection or an understanding. We saw certain things in the same weird way, I knew Damon had never understood and never would because this was such a clear pretender trait. I went on another killing gig when Damon said in my head very coldly. "You then, my naughty wife, will not learn. I have to teach you again. Remember last time? " Yes, Mr. was nervous about something and I tried to ignore the threats continued in my head, as well as observing where I was walking and how I was dressed. He started stalking me again. I could feel it. I remembered what happened last time, the terror of fear. I contacted Magnum and he told me to be careful, change the locks or preferably get a whole new house. Find another mansion. I drove to Minnesota and from there to Canada. In Canada, I bought a large mansion in Calgary. I was talking to Bridgette on the phone and when I told her about Damon she said "I'm not going to touch that. Now until that's sorted out I'm not coming over. I have my reasons and one day you'll know what they are." I told Jarod and he found Damon's behavior fascinating. He promised to think about it and then give me his opinion.

I had got the mansion fixed up enough that I had just managed to get a bed set up for myself so I wouldn't have to sleep on an air mattress. I went downtown to buy textiles and anything else I could find. I parked my car in the garage and went around the shops. I ended up with a big shopping trolley full of bags when I left the garage. I got in my car and started loading the stuff. I left the trolley by the wall and went to the driver's side. On the seat was one huge pitch-black rose, a note next to it. I looked at the note. Oh fuck, the address of Jarod. I called Jarod and warned him. He promised to get out of the way. We agreed that I would contact him by email at some point. I guess I should take a break now. Somebody's getting a bit nervous. I drove irritably to the mansion and started carrying things inside. For the first time ever, I'd bought new doors and locks for the only ones I had a key for. A new key would be impossible to get, even if someone might try to trick his victim into giving me one. Now it wouldn't work.

I carried the stuff into the living room and again. In the middle of the table was a huge bunch of black roses. Jarod's pictures, with the eyes, burned out. Oh, that's mature. Then let's play. I finally got all the stuff inside, called Adam, and told him. He said he'd drive over and search the house to make sure there was no way in. There was a sexy nightgown left on my bed, and parts of it had been burned off. I also had a pair of barbed shackles attached to my bed. Oh fuck and sixteen guys I thought in my mind. I went through the whole house carefully and an amused voice in my head said " My Mimi, I'm just getting started. The naughty wife needs to learn what happens when you get involved with strange men and talk to them on the phone for hours several times a week. I know everything. You can be absolutely sure of that. My teeth are hard at work. Then you'll get to try again what I can manage now."

Or not. Adam was a professional and if he knew anything it was safety. He could probably see at a glance where I was lacking and fix it. But fucking Salvatore. How the fuck did he know about my phone call with the jarod? Maybe he asked for my phone records and was in my mind. I hadn't felt his presence except now and then but I can't know how a telepath feels in my head. It's like I magically felt Damon in my head. Oh, he's spying on my thoughts then. Fine. I continued to put the house away and put on bedding, arranging where orders would be delivered. I had a lot of beds coming in, I was getting the master bedroom ready as well.

"Mimi, shouldn't we decorate that room together? I suppose we could put the bed on the other wall." The comments continued. As did the watching. As Adam drove into the driveway, I was relieved. He had five people with him who began to go through the house very carefully, writing notes on their tablets. Adam took me to the kitchen and made coffee, heated up the food, and said " You look pretty nervous. I think Damon is making you a little panicky." I nodded and said " I'm not panicking yet either, I just feel chased, hounded. I want to run away but I don't know where. I'm cornered. "

Adam wrapped his arms around me and said. " These guys are my elite group. These guys are so slick that once they've got this house covered, there's no way anyone's getting in here. No one. You'll get a motion detector for the camera surveillance that'll pick up a vampire. New locks, a security system so Damon can't get to you. We can even build you a safe room. " I could already hear the drill when the men went into action. I ate with Adam and we retreated to one of the bedrooms. Adam was in a wild mood. When he had me all to himself, he let me go. It was early morning when we finished, sweaty, tired but happy, I climbed on top of Adam to sleep. He was a very good mattress.

I woke up in the morning all by myself with a head full of drugs. Oh, my God. I looked at myself. There were at least ten places on me where Damon had bitten me. I got up and the dizziness was pretty bad. I had to support myself for quite a while to get to the shower. The only thing in the shower was some passionfruit-scented detergent. When I turned the water on, it smelled like passionfruit. Fine I washed myself and put my clothes on. The whole house was empty. Adam's car was gone. There was a note on the kitchen table from Damon. "Baby, Adam and his crew left. And they won't be back for a while. Don't worry Adam's fine, he just went over to Bran's to celebrate. When I told him to. Adam's group, they too got their orders and left for the next gig. Now you're alone again. What do you think of the little escapade?" Oh, fucking fuck. Fine this girl is going on a road trip. Not so easy to catch. The voice in my head said " Oh yeah, I just filed a police report about my missing wife. I had my wallet with me so I could give you your picture. Oh, I told them how unpredictable you can be. They'll tell me where you are right away, you're not going anywhere. If you get caught, you'll go to jail. But, baby, don't take my word for it. Look online. You're on amber alert. Enjoy your road trip if you bother to go." Oh, you fucking prick. I called Magnum and explained the whole thing. He promised to come and bring some gear when he got there. He cursed harshly and said he was going to check on Adam first.