I was just about to go to my last day of training when an extremely soft voice in my head said " Darling, I'll come and get you today, remember, you can have a blood sugar problem if you get too excited. Now this undercover shit with Murdock has had enough and it's time for you to return to the pack." Oh really? I replied " What is Salvatore? Are you out of pussy? Need to get some second pussy or what the fuck? I have been faithful and not fooled around with anyone, can you my sweet husband say the same? Why the fuck should I live with a pack when I'm actually doing brilliantly now. Don't fucking threaten me all the time. It's getting boring." But like I said, when I hear the word darling, I start to spout it. And there can always be consequences.

I got my paper and I was fucking happy. I was in the doctors' break room when Damon walked in carrying a big bouquet of blood-red roses. He came up to me and gave me the roses and kissed me very passionately. When I broke away from the kiss, I saw that Damon had a flash in his eyes and properly this gentleman was as angry as angry can be, but he controlled himself, introduced himself, and went to sit closely beside me. Less than half a minute after that, I felt the first flank. They came at regular intervals, so that I finally rested on Damon's arm, pretty fucking sedated. Damon said " Darling, I have a feeling I'm going to take you home now and we'll have some quality time together. " He helped me stand up and I got to thank everyone and take my roses as we made our way down the hospital corridors towards the lifts. Damon said " Remember, I only warn you once, but well, now maybe you'll remember again. We're going to Milwaukee, I've bought us a house there. It's just the two of us there, at least for now. " Fine, interesting. I wonder if there'll be a night attack or something. I didn't even bother to care as the flanks were coming into my bloodstream at a steady rate. Oh, so Damon loves to rub my liver. What the fuck is so amazing about that.

We pulled into the parking garage and Damon opened the back door of his SUV and helped me in. He put my hands in the silver handcuffs in front of me and sat me in the middle seat. Then he opened the very back door and reached over and tipped the seat so I was on my back. He pulled my hands in the handcuffs over my head and secured them to a hook on the floor of the car. Then he came through the side door again and lifted my shirt up. He made an incision in my upper stomach and slipped a tube deep into my abdominal cavity, to which he attached a purple jelly, which was in a bag and now attached to the roof of the car to hang.

The jelly began to trickle inside me and Damon carefully rubbed it into my abdominal cavity. It wasn't long before the soothing jelly began to cloud my head even more. This was a different drug from the jelly I had been given the last time. After he had poured several liters of jelly into my abdominal cavity so that I could feel it exactly there. He removed the tube and lifted me off the floor, lifting my seat up. And made sure I was sufficiently sedated. Yes, I was. He left my hands in the handcuffs and put my seatbelt on, and then we just started driving.

The journey home went well. I was sedated up to my eyeballs, so I didn't really care, even though it was a long drive. I had four re-gels during the drive. I didn't even bother to ask why? But the drive took nearly 17 hours. He always stopped and covered my seat, and dripped a bag of jelly, rubbing it ever so lovingly into the depths of my abdominal cavity.

Then we got there and it was night because we had already left during the day. He parked the car and carried me inside. I was pretty damn medicated and just about to fall asleep. He laid me down on the couch and changed my clothes into some dress, then he lifted me up onto his lap on the couch we were there, him still rubbing the remnants of jelly on my stomach. And stroking me. I then fell asleep to it.

I woke up in the morning in the same place and felt more jelly, coming inside me all the time, Damon had a big syringe and a hose installed in my belly and he was rubbing while with his other hand, he pressed the plunger. I thought what the fuck is the point of even waking up if this is going to jelly me back to stun.

Once the syringe was inside me, we were on the couch rubbing for a while longer and then he helped me to the dining table and fed me. No time after that back on the couch and every now and then a squirt of jelly in my bowels. He didn't remove the tube from my stomach. Sometimes he would pour his own blood in there, or even some nutritional solution

. We took a shower somewhere in between every now and then. Eventually, I would always fall asleep and wake up on the couch with gel. I could feel Damon in my head all the time, searching, probing, helping if there was some nightmare he was having.

I'd fall asleep when I woke up. I was in a bedroom somewhere, apparently the master bedroom alone and there was a wallet and phone on the nightstand. A bunch of roses. A message. It said. " Next time, darling, maybe you'll remember to behave. ' I was really tender in the stomach and ribs and knew exactly what had been done to me, even though I didn't remember the whole incident. Well, he had his own stabbing episodes with me again.

I looked at my phone and I had been here for three weeks. I was sitting on the edge of the bed when Adam came and opened the door. "Morning Mimi. How are you feeling?" I nodded and said " Awake, but sore. There was a bit of stabbing in the air again. What brings you here?" Adam looked at me and came to sit next to me. He sighed and started. "I was a prick to leave you without a heat nurse and then to help those werewolf girls. I was a total dick, you don't have to be so kind. You can still be mean to me if you want."

I sighed and said "You know what, that was over six months ago. I am now a trauma surgeon and a neurosurgeon. I got two papers. I've been practicing a fuckload of sniper stuff and I'm maybe 200% better at it. I've learned to look for the good and not always think about the bad. You see, when one door closes, usually other doors open and if not, there are always windows." Adam looked at me, wrapped his arms around me, pulled me close to him, and said "Did you know Mimi, that I do love you? You are such a wonderful creature. " Then we went to breakfast and afterwards Adam showed me in the bedroom how much he loved me.

He was hard, hot as he penetrated me and took me. He dominated, bit, nibbled. He fucked my brains out and then some. We were each other again and I realized my happiness didn't depend on Damon alone. I can and should be happy and seek out those wonderful moments with others. example with Adam. I couldn't be happier when I fell asleep fully taken, fucked satisfied on top of Adam after a week of marathons. and I knew this boy wasn't going to velvet me. Then we switched to Kansas and Adam wanted me to show him how good a sniper I actually was.

Samuel was already back in America and the first thing I had to go through was, of course, a complete physical. He didn't take any issue with my refusal to be in heat because he knew how fucking strong my will was and what I could do with it. There's a good chance I could keep my urges down. Adam and Bran had given me permission to kill demons only if I had backup and preferably to snipe them anyway.

But if the need arose, I would just have to keep my wits about me and my backup. And always let me know if you're going to go demon-killing. Our main demon slayer was a Magnum because the fear demons didn't work on him. He had developed some pretty sophisticated protective gear for himself and others. I wasn't going to wear armor, but knives and bullets were always welcome.

Bran was sorry about the whole breeding frenzy and explained that that was why he avoided women because he wasn't nice to them. And then went on to fall in love with me all the while fearing my powers and mimosa. I suspect Mr. Salvatore had something to do with this confession but never mind. I said to Bran, after he had confessed "I'm glad you're aware of that, now maybe you understand why I'm going to keep my distance from you. It's easier for both of us that way."

Bran didn't say another word but walked back to his study and closed his door. I then continued with my daily life and as I said, I kept my distance from Bran. No matter, I did show him around from time to time. One morning I was blood hungry and I let my teeth show so Bran went pale, then I went to sit down and I slid into Adam's lap and pierced myself in his cock and ate slowly and so fucking naughtily that I had a lovely morning's fill in the process. As Adam's thick lovely cream of love properly filled me to the brim. Bran took a long look and sighed. He obviously didn't realize how naughty you could drink it.

We were still with Adam and Samuel in Kansas. I was now a trauma surgeon. I'd done six months of training and had done sniping on the side with a Murdock. He had been right and I had learned a lot of new tips and developed my skills tremendously during that six months. I had a break from sniping and was just about to go on a little road trip, continue my flea work, and go through a few safe deposit boxes. I had considered taking Adam with me. I'd also considered showing him how much stuff I actually have in my car, but Adam has a temper too, and might snap. So I decided not to show him yet.