18. Candle In the Wind.

Damon stood up and said, his voice was tight. "Now I'm going to go find Mimi and the puppies first because she won't tell me where she is. She just said we are fine. I. Then, I will take control of Mimi when I find her. Someone will come with me, and when Mimi is in my grip, you will search for the cubs. And then, Mimi will be put to breed and fucking well."

Damon went out with Charles and Adam in tow, Charles carrying a tranquilizer gun loaded with a super-strong substance, because they knew that a mother defending her cubs was dangerous and a Mimi defending her cubs was even more dangerous. She had attacked Adam before and now there were no doors, so she could pounce on them out of the blue. 

Damon sniffed the air. Swirled, then he smelled a faint smell of childbirth. He changed shape—a big black-winged male lion. Mimi would be no match for him in any form. He could smell the cubs. He knew that there were somewhere but very well hidden too. 

The scent of those sweet little cubs and felt a purr almost begin to erupt from deep within his chest. Not yet. Instinct told him to find the kittens and take them somewhere warm. The air was no more than 10 degrees Celsius, and the rain was relentless. Wind was picking up too. The forecast was for it to get worse. These were less than four days old, very vulnerable and even though there were less than 30 still it was quite a pile of kittens in one place. And Mimi made quite an array of them. 

I moved my kittens to another location because the water was starting to seep into the nest when the ground was so damp. I carried each cub under one tree for shelter and dried them thoroughly. 

Fortunately, I had stocked up on some towels and clothes in a plastic bag. I carried my kittens in human form so I could get them out of the way at once. It would be safe here. The abundant foliage provided excellent protection from the rain, and the towels and other items made excellent nesting material.

I still didn't want to take my pups inside. I had put dry clothes on myself too, but I got wet as I moved my kittens. I hid them carefully, camouflaging them with hay and twigs, keeping them warm while I went to search, for some food for myself. I took snow leopard form.

Damon found the original nest. It was lined with fur, smelled like a birth, and was soaked. By now, he was worried about his puppies. He kept looking. 

Charles and Adam followed Mimi. They had seen her. Charles saw Mimi and moved into position. She was carrying a large rabbit that she had just caught and Adam was worried that she had left the cubs to be on their own, but then again, she needed to eat, too.

"Good hit coming up. Just say if you want Mimi down," Charles said.

Damon replied, " Not yet. Let her lead us to the cubs. Let me go get to know the little ones." He stalked closer too, seeing Mimi going under some dense foliage and trees.

I had just gotten back to my nest with my rabbit when Damon stepped out. Oh, a lion, huh? Fine, I thought. I chirped to cubs to stay put and be quiet. I was a little further from the nest, moving away from it, trying to lure Damon away.

"Mimi, are you going to introduce our cubs?" Damon asked. "You made more than I anticipated. I thought that litter would be less than twenty and it was almost 30. Well done." 

I said, "The cubs are asleep. Come back later. Can't you see I have everything under control? I just couldn't bring the cubs inside. Something about you and Mariella's litter or the attitude of the entire pack prevented it. I just can't... We have been fine here. Cubs are safe in a dry place. I have milk bottles left a plenty. No need to worry about me."

Damon was silent for a moment, thinking. Ah. They had accidentally made the house their nest cave by releasing it into the pheromone. So he had first released it, Mariella had taken it in, and then, for some reason, the entire pack had taken it in and opened their own pheromones so that the house had become their nest cave.

He said "It is a pheromone problem, sorry, not supposed to do that, but it is easily fixable and you can come in to raise our cubs. No need to be in this awful weather."

Maybe this would be easy, and Mimi would be sensible. Good if this was just a cause and not a rebellion.

Damon said, " Fine, come here. You're all wet. Let me dry you off a bit."

I wasn't going anywhere—my kittens. I tried to move away, but he kept creeping closer, so I went to the cubs, to protect them. I had carefully tucked my cubs back under me so they wouldn't be visible to Damon. I looked very sharply. I was ready to defend my cubs.

Damon stepped closer. He was gonna come at my cubs. I froze. Closer still, now I was swinging my paw and hissing and growling. Damon curved closer, causing me to turn on my side and growl menacingly. My tail was thick now. I was serious. Not yet.

Charles watched as Mimi slapped Damon, then stood up like a cobra and hissed. He would not have an excellent shot not much longer because she moved behind those damn trees. It would be a terrible place to hit her, in small muscle, and she would not go down immediately.

"Damn, it wouldn't be long before I hit her. Damon, if Mimi moves anymore, I won't hit her." Charles said to Damon in his head.

Damon replied, "Don't fucking shoot, or Mimi's gonna stun on top of the cubs. She's holding them so close, I'll tell you if it's safe to shoot."

Damon watched and circled, and then he charged.

No, he doesn't believe that. No way. I made several fake charges against him, protecting my cubs. Damon circled and weaved and struck. It was brutal. I moved away from the nest, not revealing it fully. 

We fought, clawed, and scratched at each other, and no matter how hard I tried, I was under Damon with my neck firmly in his teeth in a grip that would break my neck if I moved anymore. His claws were on my other side. They had pressed into my lungs, puncturing my lungs so I could not really breathe. And he was lying on top of me. All I could do was watch as Adam and Charles finally found my cubs, gathered my cubs into the basket, and moved inside.

Damon had Mimi under control. Mimi was wet and shaking from the cold. She was a little bruised and battered, but she would heal. Mariella had already cleaned the entire house of pheromones a while ago.

Damon said to my mind, "Easy, baby, easy. Try to behave. I wish not to hurt you any more than I have already. Our cubs are now being measured and getting those drops and food again. You're coming inside now to eat and warm up. The pheromone is gone now, so you can stay inside. Do you understand? "

I was quiet. Not growling or moving. "Fine, I'll behave. " I said.

He moved from the top of me, slightly loosening his claws from my side, but kept his grip on my neck. Then he changed his position slightly. His grip on my neck didn't loosen for a moment. He rose up on top of me with his feet on either side of my body.

I was still half on my side, and he lifted me a little by the neck like a cub. I started to turn to get up, got my back leg under my body, straightened myself, and was just about to push up when he landed on top of me. He pressed my upper torso into place. He now changed his grip on my neck to a more gentle one. Instead of holding my cervical spine between his teeth, he now just took my scruff in a firm grip.

His backside lowered, and I felt the hot hard tip begin to seek out my cunt. He moved, and then he felt my cunt as he pushed the tip of his cock into my cunt a little way. I started to growl. I really didn't want this. My tail was under his hind leg, so I could not get it to protect my cunt. 

He pulled out and pushed deeper, now squirting the stuff. And deeper again. With three thrusts, he reached the cervix, which was already closed. He pushed the tip of it and squirted, and, again; he pulled back, picked up the pace, and pushed further into the now already softened cervical canal again with a couple of squirts. There was pressure all the time, so he opened it up. He used quite fucking lot of force in order to crush it open and I snarl and growl as he thrust into me.

He really picked up the pace, and he got his tip through already. I felt a spurt, and then a steady thrust that pushed the cock deeper into my womb, and I moaned low.

The spikes began to sink in, and my cervix softened rapidly. Now he began to fuck directly into my womb. The spikes sank in and almost tore my cervix, and the pain began to subside. That's when I knew my uterus was open. He hadn't bred me yet, but he came into my womb several times, coating it with some substance that he injected into my uterine horns.

I felt my uterus contracting from the power of the substance, and I couldn't help it when waves of pleasure hit me as he fucked me in cat form. He teleported us inside, still on top of me and inside me. We were in a room together, and I could smell my kittens sleeping in their own box. He was still squirting the stuff inside me. Mariella came into the room.

She said to him, her voice thick with lust, "Well done darling, well Mimi is where she should be, under you. It'll be ready soon. Soon, she'll be as ready as a breeder. The stuff seems to be working well."

What a fucking substance, I thought abruptly.

Get this off me, and don't fuck, I've got cubs to look after. But no, it was as if Mariella's words had given him new enthusiasm as he put my neck in an even better position and started fucking and squirting again.

Mariella cooed to him, "That's it, honey, right down deep. Oh, how Mimi likes it. Did you know, honey, that's super hot to watch when you're so in control? "

Mariella sat there for two hours and said, "Now, Damon, start breeding and lots of it and deep. Here comes the big litter. Now we've got that obstacle out of the way."

Oh, when the obedient Salvatore fucked me to come hard and sank about halfway into my womb and started to breed. The heat came almost immediately, and the multiple uterine horns started to grow. 

A lion is somewhat bigger than a snow leopard, and this one effortlessly reached so deep into my uterus that it began to rain eggs wildly. After six hours, Mariella came back.

"Now honey, you can stop. Mimi has had her radar on for four hours now."

Damon deposited one last liter into me, then slowly withdrew, now making a slimy seal between my cervix and halfway to my pussy.

He stood up, turned human, and said, "4 weeks, baby. Don't think I'm forgetting, our babies need sex. We'll see how many babies you make, but I can tell you it's going to be a big one. "

I was silent. I watched as Damon walked away with Mariella trailing behind him. First, he went to the puppy basket, took one puppy at a time, and rubbed it against his neck until the puppy started purring, all 27 of them, and then they went out the door. I turned into a human and went to lock the door, but it wouldn't lock; the lock mechanism had been removed.

I ensured my puppies were asleep, and then I went into the shower warmly. Oh yes, I was dried and warmed up under the Salvatore all right, but showers work wonders. I put my clothes on and looked in the mirror. The sides of my neck were covered in bite marks, my neck, my throat, and even a few marks on my chest. I briefly considered putting on a scarf but didn't want another breeding session.

I went to eat. The kitchen was blissfully empty. Then, I picked up a book and went back to my puppies to read. I got into a good position on the bed and gathered all the puppies to sleep in the bed next to me and on top of me. I fed and wiped the pups and continued reading while purring soothingly to my pups.