The Salvatore Saga, Part Four: My new Life

After snack time, it was time for a treasure hunt - a fun way for the cubs to learn directions like left, right, east, west, south, and north. It was great to teach them these things through play, and the games helped them learn. Little did I know that I was about to have the lesson of a lifetime. You see, we had already talked with the cubs, and I had been honest and direct with them. To my surprise, Number Two burst out laughing as he listened to me explain things, and he jokingly swore that it would come back to bite me. 

he meet and greet, where all the cubs (except Damon and Mariella) would participate, was scheduled for the evening, just before the nightly movie. Now that the cubs had finished their treats and Damon had stolen my coffee cup (I had plenty of them), I managed to control my irritation, and we were ready to go.

Jax approached me, nuzzling against me and recognizing the scent in my skin. He reminded me of Lepard, and it became our running joke for him to refer to himself as Jax's real father. I would tell him I had indeed produced handsome leopard boys. 

I announced to everyone, "Now, who's ready for a treasure hunt?"

Everyone was eager, and Wulfe replied, "Alright, let's get started. You all know how this works, right? Those letters in the air at each junction will tell you where to go, but you have to remember which way is which." 

I walked up to the door, and as I was about to exit the room, Damon pushed past me and said, "Baby, una reina va detrás de un rey."

I responded, "La reina va delante del rey cuando el rey es un cobarde, un débil, un perdedor sin espina dorsal."

He fell silent for a few moments and then said to me, "El rey va antes que la reina, no importa lo que mi reina de la lluvia. Será un nuevo día, un nuevo amanecer para todos nosotros, bebé, y es sabio que tomes la actitud correcta y la posición que está por debajo de mí, gimiendo en éxtasis mientras me adentro en tu caliente y mojado coño." 

Jax was eager to learn, so he approached Damon and asked, "Daddy, what are you talking about with Mommy? Mommy is super wise, she knows a lot of stuff, and she's a great teacher. She makes Daddy laugh a lot."

Damon raised an eyebrow. I walked a little further ahead, deciding not to provoke him any further.

And then it hit me. Jax said to his father, "Daddy, Mommy is so wise. She taught us how we are made one day, and it made Daddy Number Two burst into laughter."

Damon glanced at me as I walked beside Number Two, who took me along.

He whispered to me, "I told you so, baby."

Damon asked Jax, "Can you please tell me what Mommy taught so Daddy can learn, too?"

Jax rolled his eyes and began explaining to Damon.

I had used explicit language, making it very colorful. Jax explained to his father how Damon sometimes had moods and how he knew he was my ultimate weakness. He knew my body better than anyone else, so he seduced me.

Number Two said, "Oh, soon we'll get to my favorite part, baby. You taught this to your cubs, oh, the expression on your face."

Mariella had also approached, and Jax said to Damon, "So, then you seduce Mommy, making her pussy drool for your cock."

This made Mariella raise her eyebrows, Damon smirked, looked at me, raised one brow, and said to Jax, "True, and what's next?"

Jax replied, "Then, if it's perfect, you two will do what is not sanctified and make it sanctified. Meaning, you fuck Mommy hard and fast, making her squeal as she orgasms. Your huge monster cock shows no mercy as you continue pounding into her wet, tight pussy, feeling it get even harder and achier as her tight velvet walls grip your cock."

Now Damon's eyebrows shot up. I buried my head in Number Two's chest. Oh, my god... Damon would surely... I didn't even want to think about it.

Jax kept telling Damon how Damon's fat, huge cock filled my greedy womb with his baby batter, time after time, and how hard and brutal fucking was necessary for me to release eggs while Damon bathed them in his spunk. I kept my face buried in Number Two's chest, who was now smirking more openly.

Mariella approached us and said, "Oh Mimi, I had no idea what an excellent teacher you are."

I muttered, "This new me doesn't always think things through."

Mariella said, "See, the cubs aren't traumatized. It's natural for them. And by god, when I get to teach my cubs the same kind of lesson..."

She smiled at my embarrassment and said, "Surely, if you need, Damon can be part of the next time, and he might want to give you a live lesson, making you squeal even harder."

Number Two patted my back as I kept my face buried in his chest. This is mortifying...

 Cubs soon get on with a treasure hunt and Wulfe made his magic, making a map appear in the air. The cubs would have to see where to go as they came to the first intersection - a choice between east or west.

After a few minutes, they realized it was east and continued walking. They found treats and ate them, and then Jax walked with his dad.

As they stopped by one room, he asked Damon, "Daddy, have you sanctified that room with Mom?"

Damon smiled and said, "I'm afraid not. We have not sanctified many rooms here, only a few."

Jax said, "Oh, I wish to see or even hear mommy squeal as you plow into her pussy."

I blushed, unable to say anything, and kept walking. Rosie was walking with me. It was quiet for a while until we passed by one room.

Rosie scrunched her nose and said, "That room stinks, yuck! Why does it smell so bad?"

It was the room where Mariella and Damon had had some fun, so she was truly a mama's girl.

I said, "It's the smell of sex. You're an alpha like me, and we can smell pheromones and other stuff keenly. Now, that room is used by Mariella and Damon. You are an alpha, and you want Damon to be with me, the alpha. So when you smell him being with someone else, you perceive it as a stink."

Rosie pondered this, and again, I didn't notice Mariella walking next to me. She said to Rosie, "Your mom is so wise, but why don't we continue the treasure hunt? Go on, walk with your dad. He would love to spend some time with you."

Rosie walked really near me. She wasn't as easy to charm, as Damon had anticipated. Mariella soon walked up to Damon, and they talked in hushed tones.

Damon said to Mariella, "Darling, I think it's time for that little snowball to hit that brick wall, and for good. First, look at Wulfe talking to the cubs. See how damn good of a teacher he is. Now, there are six females, yet he only teaches one female's cubs. The same goes for Magnum. Again, others are missing out on their talents."

Mariella nodded and said, "Yeah, but what can we do? The rest of the pack has already made their decisions and talked about who goes with whom. We're the only ones left out of the decision-making."

Damon's tone became dangerous as he said, "Now, darling, you make a new schedule - a weekly rotation of males, with four changes weekly. But not with Mimi. We only need three males here, as I am about to become a permanent fixture."

Mariella smiled and suggested, "Maybe we should ask Mimi? She's the one running the show."

She was testing the waters, and Damon responded softly, "Not anymore. Little Miss Leader is about to learn that she has an alpha male who is an unyielding force. He will make sure she doesn't have free rein anymore."

Damon watched and added, "Let's separate these four. Put one of them with the females. You can choose anyone from these four, but I suggest we take numbers five, seven, and Alaric here for the first week. Let's see what our dear Miss Leader has to say about that."

Mariella smiled, feeling happy and already planning the rotation schedule in her mind.

Damon walked softly next to Mimi, wrapping his arm around his newest wife's shoulders, enjoying the tension he felt in her. Oh, this was going to be so much fun.

As we walked down the long corridor with junctions here and there, the golden hue of Wulfe's magic map made the cubs chatter eagerly. I was slowly getting over my embarrassment, learning my lesson in one time. No more that kind of language in front of cubs.

We were a little over halfway when Damon walked next to me, his arm around my shoulders, pulling me close to him.

He said, "You know, baby, it's time we do this together. From now on, the males will rotate weekly so that everyone has a chance to interact with all the cubs. Well, for us, the three males will rotate, since I am a permanent fixture in our cubs' lives. Oh, these litters, so many eager ones to be taught. Just imagine, baby, how much time we'll spend together as a couple. Who knows where we'll end up?"

His voice was calm, but he used his alpha power, and I had to suppress mine. I so badly wanted to push back, but now wasn't the right time. Soon, though. I had many little things I could do to ensure that everything went according to our plan. I wasn't going to make it easy for Damon, not anymore.

I saw Mariella talking with Wulfe and Magnum. Both of them looked at me quizzically, but Damon was right next to me, telling me to behave in a low voice murmur. Oh, how I wanted to wipe that smug grin off his face, but I controlled myself. Rosie was walking nearby, resembling a mini version of me. Her disdainful glares at Damon didn't go unnoticed by him.

Damon remarked to me, "How quaint, baby, that our firstborn is a copy of you."

I remained silent, harboring a little secret that might upset Damon. However, I decided to brush it off.

As Magnum locked eyes with me, I gave him a nod. He then transformed into a majestic white lion, resembling me, complete with a massive mane. Damon noticed this and approached Magnum, reaching out to touch him. Soon enough, Magnum's hair turned yellow with violet tips, similar to Mariella's.

I was slightly puzzled by this, but then again, Damon didn't want me to have any white male lions. He was incredibly jealous, and it seemed that Magnum was almost as detested as Charles. Talk about possessiveness.

Our footsteps echoed in the vast corridors, blending with the excited chatter of the cubs. Damon once again walked beside me, pulling me into his embrace and dictating the pace and direction of our walk. He placed Rose on his broad shoulders, and although she hesitated, she eventually settled next to his pheromones.

Damon spoke to me telepathically, saying, "She hasn't had enough of me, you see. But soon, she'll learn to love daddy too."

My response was sharp. "Oh, really? Is it so difficult for you to see that someone loves me more than you?"

He shook his head and reminded me through a telepathic whisper, "Oh, baby, I'll rid you of that attitude by fucking you all night long. Maybe I won't even let you shower in the morning so that the cubs can smell what mommy and daddy have done."

I remained silent. Not that it was necessarily a bad thing, but it was my choice, not his. Yet, it seemed that this snowball was once again encountering an obstacle. Only time would reveal how unyielding this obstacle truly was.

I had to keep my mind focused, avoid getting angry about the changes, and stick to my plans. It was time for Damon to learn to listen to me as well, and perhaps he would learn a great deal of new things.

At the moment, my head was spinning as Damon released his passionfruit-scented pheromones into the air, causing little Rosie to sneeze and eventually jump down. This made Damon frown slightly. We, girls, were not that easily seduced or controlled anymore, at least not by him.