8. Runaway Train.

It was time to return to the pack. I had put myself in great shape, studying again my chaos, power, my own will, and the combined use of rage. I was quite a powerful creature. In another way, my willpower was the key. Damon had wanted to figure out how to share it with others for a while because they had willpower, but not the willpower I had. I could do telekinesis with my powers, I could boost myself with it and so the more he get to know my power more greedy he had become.

He was greedy and as I was the power battery of the pack, there was no power that he would not take. Everything that I had belonged to him and the pack, according to his view. I was not so willing to share as being powerful has its perks and I liked to be powerful. 

I always made everything unique; for some reason, Damon had the idea in his head that my power belonged to everyone. Whenever there had been a chance to recapture my rage or my will, it had been eagerly drawn into the crystals. On holiday, I had again been in contact with universities and mines, so I had plenty of boulders to explore.

I thought it was a wonderful activity. I had my hobbies and despite knowing that there were dangers in doing those; I had taken a few precautions to minimize possible harm coming to me. I wanted to have my hobbies. I wanted and needed something that made my soul actually sing. 

I could smell which boulder had something I wanted, so I always went and got them myself. I had an incredible collection of jewelry and gems in my stash in the wings. I did not seek them for monetary value, but because they were beautiful and good for making jewelry.

I had done this procurement of stones all these decades more or less and, in that time, one gets to collect quite a lot. Reddington had always given me gems in my safety lockers too, so I had diamonds, rubies, and other valuable stones too. Some wings had been opened up and renovated, but there were still quite a few caches left in some rooms.

And I would not share them. I didn't want to have a heat period, and I wasn't even particularly an alpha female now. As Damon kept his alpha side down, I could do the same, and I was not in the mood to let my alpha side out. I just wanted to be on my own and do my little things and then seduce Mr. Cornick into a thoroughly intense session of devotion.

The order was to return to West Virginia. Oh, there was a lovely wing here; it had opened up somewhere in between, but this house was eight stories high, well decorated, and had lots of lovely rooms, so no one really cared about the wing yet when the wing sort of went off the back of the house in a part of the house that no one there much was so perfect.

Damon had never been in this wing, and Charles and Adam were just passing through. I'd spent more time here myself. Completely redecorated Mirella's, destroyed all her doing, remodeled the kitchens, and put my stash in order. I had made this wing to be pretty perfect, and I was waiting to get there. I had my own plans to live in peace and enjoy life for a change, too.

Here I had one of my most magnificent blood rooms. A collection of demons, elementals, archangels, red, blue, and gold, and silver angels, incubus, succubus, demons, various kinds, even a fear demon, if I needed a little boost in bed. Damon and Charles, Adam, my blood, originals. And all other creatures from wizards on down.

This also had one of my very well-stocked Flea Rooms with Dark Web Access. Medbay was top-notch as always and there was quite a collection of Colin's leprechaun stuff with dosage instructions and lots of drug samples, too. 

The good thing about this house was that the wing was accessed via a connecting corridor, so the wing was built a little apart from the rest of the house and connected only by corridors. We had planned it originally because we wanted the wing to be a certain place and if it had been connected to the house fully, it would not have been an ideal place, but in the house's shadows it would have been dark.

As we had greenrooms, light was something that I wanted and so we had gotten this wing into perfect position with this corridor. Again, another thing that made it more protected. Nobody would bother to walk all the way up there except me. Sure, you could always teleport, but if you'd never been here before, it was difficult to know where you were going.

When the honorable pack leader announced we would meet in the downstairs dining room for a meal, I thought I wouldn't mind. I had put my blonde hair straight above my shoulders on holiday and kept it mostly in a ponytail or bun. Now, I didn't want long hair because it would be a hindrance, a nuisance, a distraction.

I was looking for comfort a little bit everywhere. My favorite bedroom was almost a direct replica of my original bedroom in Chicago. I had saved all the bedding and bought some new ones. This was my bedroom, and I wouldn't even take Charles in here. There were plenty of suitable rooms equipped for that. I'd even stocked some of them with sex toys and whips and floggers.

I wanted to have some room where I would feel like home, like security, and this was one of them. Somehow I knew that Damon and especially Mariella would not understand it at all and they would be more than happy to decimate my bedroom or then fuck in there, making it theirs.

I did not know why they had an aversion to me having a safe nest to be. Was it jealousy, like little children who see that someone else has something that they like and they want it all, or was it just that I was not supposed to enjoy my life or have a place of my own? 

The wing door was open; it wasn't locked, but it was unobtrusive and, as I said, always in a part of the house that few people went to. It was at the back of the house at the end of the one corridor, where there were only storage rooms and no bedrooms.

I had made sure the bedrooms on the common side were in order, there were aquariums and rugs, all the pleasant stuff, and I knew it wouldn't be long before Damon and Mariella would end up finding the flower pillars.

That was their weakness, too. I had a good pile of boulders already brought outside in the yard and I was looking forward to getting them out to block and then sanding and polishing before I put them in my collection. This wing had a great stone workshop and also a whole range of jewelry-making supplies in case I wanted to try my hand at making jewelry again at some point. I had been in PR gigs in jewelry shops and gotten basics, but it was one thing that needed to be practiced and more practice so I could be better. I hoped I had now time to practice my jewelry-making skills too.

I had other hobbies too. I acquired a complete craft room with fabrics, yarns, and machines, which was also very interesting. And if the wolves kept Adam and Charles to themselves, there was always a girly room with excellent aids for self-care. This was my kingdom, and although I didn't say it directly to anyone, it was probably pretty obvious to everyone.

What I knew was that Mariella has a natural aversion to wings, another advantage. This was my territory, and she automatically recognized it and did not want to come into my territory very much. The same went with Damon, and I hope that will continue, too. There were also some substantial collections of my orchid ideas here. Some of them just didn't want to bloom, no matter what. Some were hybrids grown from seed, and some were seeds collected from the wild over time from which they had been grown. Medbay was superbly equipped, and I had planned to make a plant laboratory here a bit like the one I had made in the Italian castle. I also had some hot cabinets here in case an orchid bloomed I could cross-pollinate.

I calmly went downstairs to the dining room and looked around for a while. Two Damon. Oh, is that the other one they made when they had to go chase the demon? I wonder where the equivalent Mariella is, then.

It had been a fun couple, though. Mariella had just been annoying the whole time, and Damon had been in the mood not to listen at all. They'd been fucking pretty furiously, and I'd recovered on my own. I wonder why Damon has come up now? Didn't God merge them back into those? Strange. But how should I know? Charles had just said that the duplicates were put back in, so they got the memories.

The Damons turned to look at me as I came closer. Charles, Adam, and the wolves were already there.

Damon said, "Greetings, alpha female. Meet our newest pack member, the two. He came from a jewel, believe it or not. Baby, don't worry. You'll get to know him soon enough. Now let's eat, and then we'll spend some time here in the house, and then we're off to New Zealand for a fucking holiday. But first, baby, come over here and sit down and eat."

I then went to my seat next to Damon to eat. I noticed that number two was now on the other side of Mariella, so Mariella was between the two Damons. Good for her.

I went to sit down, and Damon pulled his chair back and said, "Come sit on my lap so I can drain you a bit. You're in such good shape, though. Come to be my blood meal, I yearn to taste your blood."

I got up and went over to Damon. He grabbed me by the hips and pulled my underpants off my legs. I was wearing a silk skirt and a satin shirt. With one hand, he unzipped his pants and took out his huge, hard cock. Then he guided me to sit straight on it and pulled my hips straight down so that he sank all at once into my bottom. It was enormous, and I did not resist. 

I was stuffed, and the stretch in my pussy almost burned because I wasn't quite prepared for this. He guided me by my hips and fucked me hard and forcefully from the bottom. He pressed me against him and made sure my head was right on his neck at the pheromone glands. It was fucking enjoyable. I was a woman, a sex beast, and Damon knew this stuff.

I felt a twinge in my diaphragm and knew it was some stimulant that I had to breathe. Damon put his hand under my chin so that my mouth remained closed, and I had to breathe through my nose, smelling the pheromones and taking them in.

The pheromones were some I was still not quite in control of. I had learned a few pheromones, but it was working in progress. Either I was letting all kinds of crazy pheromones into the air, or I was just taking them all in. That's probably what my sweet alpha male was counting on. Damon fucked me hard. Almost brutally, I shuddered and gasped as I felt my climax approaching.

He fucked me through a tremendous orgasm, soon to be followed by another, even bigger one, and as I exploded now hard, I felt him hit me to my womb and filled it with spurt after spurt. He still pressed me against him and swelled to an enormous volume inside me. My orgasm didn't stop for several minutes.

We were intertwined for probably half an hour. And I felt him leave the sticky plug behind as he pulled away. I couldn't quite get Charles right away, I guess. The plug was thick, and it was stretching my pussy to the max like I had a gigantic cock inside me the whole time.

Then he sank his teeth into my neck and drank naughtily so that I could feel my pussy convulsing around the huge, slimy plug. Only then did I sit down to eat. I tried to concentrate on eating while Damon gave Mariella the same treatment right next to me. Number two had already eaten and had taken the wolf to the couch one by one. I watched as mimosa's pussy was left wide open by the slime plug.

The wolves walked with some difficulty. I already had a plan. I would go to Wing and take a bath in my gorgeous spa suit. In this house, the spa section was pretty archaic on the public side. I had not updated it at all. But in the wing, anything but mundane. It was perfect. I knew I would soak this slime plug off a bit in the bath, and it would be easier.

But I also knew what one more male in the flock would mean. Now, every female would always have a male. For me, it was Charles. I was already planning a fuck session with Charles. It had its advantages. I had a few rooms in my mind. If I could use flogger in Charles, well that would be quite wild.

We had eaten, and I was in no hurry to leave yet. The Damons and Mariella wandered, and so did the wolves and Adam and Charles. I watched as everyone poured into the bedrooms, and I could already hear the word flower column. I walked calmly to the back of the house and happily walked to my wing. Oh, a sanctuary. Soon, I could take a bath.

This slime plug was a little smaller, but my pussy felt so full all the time and was so aroused that I felt like I was about to come. Then I realized that there was some kind of stimulant in this plug. I think the girly room would call pretty much because Mariella would take Damon both, and the wolves would take Adam and Charles. That's fine, but first, the spa department calls. I had no problem getting myself off with the help of mechanical aids. My independence liked it. 

Then I heard Damon say in my mind. "Go take a bath, baby, if you dare. Next time, I'll put a plug in your ass, too. We're about to explore the part of the house you're in. Don't run away. Oh, Mimi, you know how to play on my nerves."

Oh well, come on then. Come into my territory and let's see what happens next.

There are eight floors and dozens of rooms. I will not show you every room, nope. I heard voices coming closer; even Marielle's voice was sharp. Now they were in the connecting corridor. I was in the lobby looking at one aquarium when the door to the gateway opened. There was plenty of fry here and I knew we had now fish hatchery, it had been done during that year and it was a grand place. I had visited there during my holiday so I would have to do some fry-catching at some point.

Damon came in first, then Mariella, number two Damon, wolves, and men.

Mimosa said, "Mimi, you've done more work here. From what I remember, this wasn't put on much. Oh, you've moved all of Mirella's things and replaced them with another one already. Good, oh, that, Mimi. I look forward to when we go through every room in the pack now. "

I thought in my head, "Yeah, you wait, I won't."

The two came and wrapped himself around me, and I felt a prick on my side. My head went cloudy. This flank was strong, and I was almost legless.

This individual said in my ear in a velvety voice, " Now baby, you are under control. What are all the restraints I have left to use on you? Let's see if I can make you take the flank or if a nice dollop of sedative jelly right here in your abdominal cavity would be in order. Oh, baby, just give me a reason. Please. "

I was a good girl and did not give a reason because if there was one thing I hated in this world; it was the sedative jelly in my stomach cavity and especially the rubbing of it. We started going through the first floor.

First, we went to the basement to check out the gym and spa section. Mariella went around and said, " This spa section is really lovely. The one in that building is nothing compared to this. The gym is good too. Damon, when we're done with the tour, we could all have some spa time together, couldn't we?"

Mariella kissed Damon greedily. The slime plug worked for her, too. We continued to the first floor.

Mariella criticized or said her opinion a bit about everyone, as well as the wolves, from what I at least understood from my flank shot leave, so every single couch should be dedicated, as well as the beds. Damon's two flanked me steadily to the liver, lung, pancreas, spleen, abdominal cavity, and even kidneys.

Some of my furniture was already moved elsewhere because Mariella knew the right place for it right away. Mariella was running this show, and I let her. I have plenty of stuff, so by all means. 

Even Charles was looking a bit irritated. He had his little quirks as well, and it seemed that my well-maintained wing irritated him, too. The two tried to interrogate my stash. Nope. I let the drugs kick in. I was not in the mood for sharing. Soon, I was so drugged I couldn't understand a thing. He dragged me in his grip, becoming frustrated, not even bothering to flank me as I was about to pass out.

He left me on my own devices, as there was no point in medicating me when I was almost unconscious. The Damons and Mariella went ahead. Adam guided me or held me under his arm. I watched the gentlemen pass by my shelter, my bedroom. I was so drugged out of my mind and wanted a little of my time.

I said to Adam. "Would you give me some time to rest? I'm going to that one room to sleep these flanks off. My every damn organ is saturated, so this takes time. So, just keep exploring ahead. "

Adam nodded. I innocently went into the room, changed my clothes, and took a shower, not a bath. It did not help much, but it gave me the feeling of cleanliness. 

The slime plug had almost completely disappeared, but the flanks had happily reversed its effects. I went to my comfy bed, pulled the covers over me, and fell asleep.