When Mimi went completely limp, Damon was still holding the back of her neck. Then, after the velvet had stopped flowing for a moment, Damon put the neck support back on and began to work with Samuel to remove the bandage. The wound was festering. Damon opened all the stitches and they cleaned the wound as best they could. Damon dressed the wound after draining a lot of his own blood into it. Then he poured some of his own blood into the bandage and put it over the wound. They hadn't even started to see if the infection had damaged any organs, it was just absolutely essential first aid. Then Damon gave Mimi a fever reducer and wiped her down as the fever broke. For once, at least properly. Adam came to the door. He, too, had heard what Bran had done and had let it rip once again. Really, really good. They took Mimi to the car and Damon let Adam drive and sat in the back seat with Mimi half in his arms. Adam didn't start asking questions and neither did Samuel. They drove for 30 hours, always switching between them. Damon didn't drive. He kept Mimi fast asleep as she tried several times to fight her way out of the velvet grip. Damon kept saying softly, "No way, baby, your sleep time will go on and on." and he always bit off another dose of velvet. He didn't even want to eat or drink anything on the way.

I tried to wake up, I was feeling fine and I wanted to wake up. But no. The velvet just kept coming and coming. In the end, I couldn't do anything about it anymore. I woke up in a hospital bed, feverishly cold, restless, and needing to get moving. Adam came to me and said "Damon, you just rest for a minute. Oh, you've got a fever again, hang on a minute and let's get that fever down. " Adam picked up a syringe and shoved it in my mouth. It tasted like raspberry and I swallowed it without a problem. Adam said " It was a fever medicine made by Mimosa and it was effective. You'll soon see. "Yes, it was effective.

But Adam washed and dried me and put me in a clean bed. I had my whole front torso bandaged with various dressings and Adam said " Your wound is open, Damon's blood has now helped your organs so they didn't have to be replaced, Damon's blood has been drained into the dressings and it will probably close the wound somewhere in between, your neck is fine, again Salvatore's blood helped with that too. You've been asleep for two weeks. And you still have a fever. You're only 29 kilos, so you've got a long way to go to get in shape. "

Adam stroked my hair. I looked at him and said " Damon is going to leave again when I get better. Are the phone and wallet on the table again soon?" Adam sighed and looked down, then he looked up and said " Look, Mimi, I don't know. I really don't." I noticed one thing missing and asked " Where is our mating bond, I don't know or can't find it?" Adam looked at me and swallowed. He said " When a mate dies, so does the mating bond. You died, and our bond died. But that doesn't mean we can't one day get it back. You have a bond with Damon because he gave you a heart-to-heart energy transfer." I was silent.

Somehow I was grieving our bond. It was so strong, so beautiful, and now it's dead. Adam must have felt terrible. I didn't even want to think such depressing thoughts and yet they kept popping into my head. Adam got me washed and dried. I said to Adam. "Come next to me. I want to be close. Just let Damon rest. I kind of miss being in your arms right now, close to you." Adam didn't need to be told again. He climbed into bed next to me and took me in his arms, against him. I curled up in it and fell asleep.

I woke up in a regular bed and I was fine, I mean my stomach was full, but I wasn't cold. And the bedside table was empty. There was no phone or wallet, but I didn't even dare hope for anything. I was still skinny as hell, probably under 40, but alive, not sick. Samuel came into the room and said " Good morning miss. You can be a handful. Adam's getting better. He somehow picked up an infection from you and Damon got him well too. You've been sleeping here for a total of six weeks now. "

Oh, so I'd been asleep for another month when Adam took care of me. No wonder I'm okay then. Samuel brought the tray to the table and I wriggled into a better position to eat. And I ate. I also noticed that the Mimosa in my head was asleep. Poor thing must have been pretty tired. Samuel said " Mimosa is fine, she's just resting. Damon is still watching Adam but Adam is fine, he'll wake up soon. Your bug was really bad. Really. Damon wanted so badly to put his teeth in your neck but since Adam was worse than you, we had to prioritize. Adam got Damon's teeth in his neck." Oh interesting, I thought, well, fine.

After I'd eaten I was pretty weak. Samuel smiled and said " Your rehabilitation is starting and we have a physiotherapist for you, Magnum. He'll have you up and running in no time. " Oh well, we'll see what happens next, I thought to myself. It was a bitch. Magnum was merciless. I was weak. I was sloppy. I was slow. I was sloppy. He walked me, took me to the gym, made me fight, run and kick. He taught me new kicks, punches, and strikes. He was strict. I didn't see Damon at all and I wasn't surprised when he wasn't even in the whole house. The whole time I woke up. He had just put his phone and wallet in our big bedroom. I would have so wanted to spend time with him, but no. So now was not the time to make those wonderful moments. Not at all.

I was rehabilitated by Magnum for two weeks and then I was already 54 kilos. But I didn't want to go to any gigs. Bran called and said he was coming over. Fine. It wasn't my place to say no. When Bran came he told me about the PR gigs, so that's where the pack got its reputation. He'd already booked me into one of the bakeries. Adam went on one of the ships that had a day cruiser, to be the cruise director. Damon's place was then on the ocean cruise to be the host, and Samuel went to the animal clinic. Bran himself went to an alcoholic beverage facility and would be there. Fine. I didn't have a problem.

Then I went to the bakery and there were men working there. The boss resembled Brad Pitt, the co-worker I was in the same room with resembled Johnny Depp, then there was Tom Ellis, and Dancing with the Stars from one season, the deaf dancer, Nyle. There were some nice-looking co-workers though and I was the only woman. For some reason, Damon wasn't there on the cruise for three days and then came back to the house. I had just gotten off work when he walked up to me and glued me to the wall and kissed me. I kissed back and enjoyed myself. I wasn't terribly hungry then and we ended up in bed for the rest of the day. In the morning I was fucked out of my mind, but I was looking forward to my day at work.

I had breakfast which my lovely husband had provided for me. I said, "Let's try this everyday life in the pack, and see if it works." Damon just laughed and said, "Let's see how long we can keep our hands off each other without those night sessions turning into days." I finished my meal and gathered my supplies and went to work. Damon stayed home to cook because again, there wasn't as much food for me as there should have been. Bran, for some reason, always ate my food.

At work, I taught my co-worker how to make a bun and showed him how to knead the dough by hand. There were powerful machines to make a bigger batch, but I think you have to learn to know when the dough is right. This colleague of mine, a clone of Johnny Depp, was right next to me and felt when I gave him the dough. I was about to have my lunch break and then I put the dough to rise. The boss, Brad Pitt, came over and said "Mimi, I think there's someone here to see you." interesting I thought and we went out the back. Damon. He had a picnic basket with him and the look he gave my co-worker was pretty much pure hostility. But I didn't let it bother me and went over to my husband and wrapped my arms around him and kissed him. He took hold of me and put the basket on the table. At the same time I felt a needle plunge into my lung and Damon said in my head. "Darling, this place may not exactly suit you, but for now we're going to have dinner and then we'll see. " This flanker was pretty fucking strong again, and Damon more or less had to carry me as he led me out to eat. He fed me food and held me all to himself.

After I finished eating, he looked at me for a long time as he contemplated his next move. Then apparently his phone, his girl's phone, rang and he got up and went to talk to Sarah. I went inside and just watched as he drove away. fine, I had no problem. He had just reacted and he was existentially jealous. I finished my day and drove to the house. No Damon. No surprise. Because every time a bitch calls, Damon goes to the bitch. He's like a little lap dog in that respect. I couldn't be bothered. I just kept on doing my thing. I worked all week long. My gig would last two weeks and then another week left. After this gig, I thought I could resume my practice as a doctor again. Damon had disappeared from the whole house and I didn't even bother to look for his wallet and phone in the room. So much for trying to make it in the pack. I went back to work Monday morning and now I was teaching donuts and meat pies. Two more doughs and now I got all three men to study while the shop was quiet.

When I went on my lunch break, Damon was sitting there. His expression was cruel, dangerous, and full of intense emotion. He said " You don't remember who you belong to then, but fine, I'll remind you. " He came up to me and glued me to the wall and kissed me passionately. He started to tear open my pants and pulled them down. Then he turned me towards one of the tables and bent my upper body over the table. He pushed into me hot, thick, demanding, dominating. He held me still and began to fuck me. I was all horny and wet.

This control, this power, brought out a passion in me that I didn't even know was possible. He fucked hard, deep and rough, and even brutal. My pussy was tender from the hard intrusion but I didn't let it bother me. He pulled my blonde hair and said in a dangerous, low voice " Who do you belong to, Mimi? Who. say it!" I couldn't get a word out of my mouth as I tried not to flinch. Finally, I exploded and he got really excited about it. He held me tighter and fucked me harder, fiercer. He kept repeating his question until I could say "I only belong to you Damon, only to you. I'm all yours." Then he finally exploded and filled me with the cream of his lust.

All three men had seen this and no, Damon didn't stop there. He switched to ass and then began to sink then slowly " Submit, Mimi. Surrender completely. Say you will submit. Tell me you surrender to be mine." I said "I never submit or surrender. Never" Damon sank a little deeper as the hard stretching and throbbing in my ass increased. " Surrender Mimi, you can't help it, tell me you will submit to me completely. You surrender completely." I replied each time " No way Damon, I'm not surrendering."

However, he was relentless in pushing a little deeper and starting to fuck my ass with just the tiniest of shallow thrusts which made my cunt wet and I felt my climax getting closer. I finally said in a small squeaky voice. "I am yours, Damon, I surrender to be yours, I submit to you. I submit it completely. " He pushed thrust after thrust deeper until he was up to his base in my ass and fucking now hard, demandingly possessive. I came three times and as my climax approached the fourth I felt how ready Damon was too. We exploded at the same time and I felt the wonderful thick hot cream filling my bowels. He was inside me until I was filled.

That job ended there and we went back to the house. Damon looked at me hotly and we ended up in the bedroom for a week. then Damon's phone rang again and he went to talk outside. All I heard was the name Sarah again. Well, she's in favor now I thought, I got in the shower and was just washing my platinum blonde hair when Damon came in and glued me to the wall. He spread my legs and started thrusting into me slowly, in a hard, huge, holding me completely still and helpless so that all I could feel was his hot, hard, merciless cock sinking deeper and deeper into my pussy. Slowly. Relentlessly. He nuzzled my neck and gently strangled my throat. He said "I didn't give you permission to take a shower. Little bitch. But I'll teach the little bitch to obey." The way he called me a little bitch was somehow incredibly arousing and I couldn't help myself when I said " This little bitch won't learn easily then." I moved so that I could pull myself off Damon's cock. He accelerated and slammed me really hard against the wall and pushed deeper and relentlessly. He started fucking me, pushing deeper and harder.

He was choking harder now so I couldn't make a sound and couldn't move. I exploded so hard that my legs were all jelly and I was just propped up by Damon. He fucked me until I had come violently four times already. Then after the fifth time, I felt him hit bottom and hot waves began to spread through my stomach as he once again flooded his wonderful love-filled body into me. Then he bit my neck so that my hair extended to my lower back and was blood red with big bushy curls. He washed me, chewed me, owned me. We ended up in bed for a few more hours until he sank his teeth into my neck and I felt the velvet start to flow. I fell asleep.