The Job Offer Ch. 20

Chapter 20.1

Tensions were high after learning that the next supernatural bounty could be Heather's fateful day. However, both Sam and his slut tried to downplay it and put the concerns on the back burner. Doing their best to either change the topic entirely or move things along. The only people that knew were the original triad. Tessa had her suspicions based on the mood through the bond from her lover; plus the looks that Alpha was giving to their main slut. As for Mina and Vivian, they kept their heads down or didn't pick up on anything.

Sam closed his eyes and tried to concentrate on finishing dinner, but his heart was on his baby-girl. He's seen her future, and it's not pleasant. Witnessing a loved one bleed to death and hearing their dying wish to be bitten twice can make anyone reconsider. Deep down, he has to let things go according to what fate has in-store for her. Fighting it will only make things worse. He can feel the internal struggle within and all he wants to do is run. But if he does that, then everyone will know something is up. Best to keep it under wraps. Suddenly, he feels warmth spread throughout and her voice soothing his mind. His slut reached out to him and reminds him what is at stake. She also says, 'If you truly love her, let things play out. Feel your pain, as if it's my own; I love her too.' He opens his eyes and stares at his main slut. She's smiling at him and says, 'I am always here for you, Master. You know what you must do. Let it go...'

Sasha blinks and feels his love through the bond. She knows they need each other to get through this day. For her, it's been in the back of her mind and hasn't left since the day she saw her lover's future. No one wants to see her in pain, but if something miraculous happens, then sometimes you have to go through it to see the light. Looking over at her sister, she needs to spend more time with her without raising suspicions. It's been a while since they fucked; perhaps it's a good time as any to requital that love for one another. Looking at her tablet, she clicks on the link and replies that Team Dire's down for this supernatural job.

Dinner was a success. Everyone loved it, and the steak did wonders for everyone who took part in it. There are some leftovers for Tanya; hopefully she will love it too. Cleanup was super easy. We put most of the dishes in the dishwasher; he sealed up the rest with lids to keep them fresh. Everyone pinched in and went their own separate ways afterwards. Vivian went upstairs to the Master to rest, and Tessa went with her. Heather went to her Lab, to check the syringe that's tucked away in her cold case. Mina went back upstairs to hang-out with her brother in the little room. As for Sasha, she stayed behind to feel her Master's arms around her before heading to the Lab to keep her sister company.

Feeling her Master's arms around her, Sasha instantly feels safe and loved. She, too, feels the same regarding her sister's fate. Knowing is half the battle, but facing it is another. Looking at the clock, they have 24 hours till things change... permanently; for all of us. She remembered that fateful day when her master was bitten and her worst fears were confirmed. Luckily for her, she had Heather. Now it's time to return the favor, so to speak. Looking up at him, she says, "Thank you, Master. Need that; more than anything. Love you so much."

Sam looks down and captures her lips and through the bond shares his feelings for her and the harem. Pulling back is hard, but when he does, he says, "Love you too, slut. Thanks for the warm feelings earlier. Thought I was going to lose control for a second. You and the Dire are right, but as her lover, it's so hard for me to let things lie. If I can prevent her from getting hurt, then things can take a different turn." Before he continues, he hears her in his mind. She says, 'Master. You can't change fate. We're given these special gifts for a reason; to help guide us. Remember, this is what she wants and to change it will change the very fabric of her life and love for you.'

Still holding onto each other, Sasha pats his chest and says, "I want nothing more than to be in your arms forever, but you still need to consult with our technical wizard. He's been working hard all day. I think you need to spend some time with him. Don't worry, I will be with her. Need some. You know what I mean." As she watches his eyes roll, but gives her a slight grin. Patting or pushing against his chest, she says, "You had your fun with her today; it's only right that I have mine as well. Who knows what will happen... to my baby-girl. I love her as much as you do." Trying to keep the tears at bay.

Pulling his slut closer, he says, "I know, slut. Just teasing you a bit. Spend as much time as you want. Still have other members of the harem to satisfy if they so desire. But you're right, I promised Danny. Have your fun, slut. See you in a few." As he reaches down to squeeze her heart-shaped ass before letting her go. Watching her step away, he mentally tells her to, 'Go.' Seeing her walk in a straight line, sway those hips, get him semi-hard quickly. Adjusting himself, he follows right behind her, but makes a sharp left up the stairs to his old room.

Sasha's first to enter her destination. She slides into the Lab unannounced, and seeing her sister sitting in the chair behind the desk in contemplation. Slowly walking towards her, she says, "Penny for your thoughts?"

Heather's shaken slightly by the noise and seeing her mother close to the desk. Shaking her head, she says, "You scared me, baby. How do you get so close without making a sound?"

Sasha grins and says, "Perhaps another one of my powers, but in reality, you were deep in thought. Sneaking up on you is easy cause you do it often. What's on your mind, baby?"

Shrugging her shoulders, Heather hasn't a clue on where to start. She says, "Just thinking about tomorrow. It could be my last..." Before she could finish her message, she's stopped with her mother's finger to her lips. Looking upwards, she sees her close by and feels embarrassed.

"Don't say it. Never tempt fate. Both myself and daddy are worried. Daddy more so than me. We just hope that your plan for fighting fate will come to pass." Sitting on her daughter's lap, she continues, "You're not officially part of our family yet, but I think of you as you are. We both love you very much, baby-girl. You make us proud and keep us on our toes. Team Dire wouldn't be the same without you. So, with those thoughts, I want you to turn them around and think positively. You're coming back to us, whether a vampire or werewolf. Either makes no difference. We just want you in our lives. Love you, baby-girl." Sasha says to her soon to be daughter-in-law.

Heather leans forward, just inches away from her mother. Shaking her head, she says, "Your like him, with his speeches, but thanks. I needed that. Love you both; especially you, baby." Her brown eyes stare at her mother's blue ones. Leaning forward, she attentively kisses those sweet lips with a peck or two. Soon she sees her mother look at her with lust and she, too, leans forward to capture hers. Feeling each other's tongue explore each other, hands caressing each other face, does their kiss becomes more urgent and passionate.

Between kisses, Sasha asks, "Am I too heavy?"

Heather replies, "No, baby. Love feeling your heart-shaped ass on my thighs. Speaking of thighs, I want to be between yours... Now!" Pushing her to the floor and putting her face between her mother's thighs, smelling her aroma and licking the wet spot that's spreading on her yoga pants.

Sasha directs her sister on where to lick, but it's not enough. Wanting direct contact, she grabs her waistband, along with her panties, and slides them off her hips. Looking up at her baby-girl, she smiles and says, "Might need a hand. Just trying to help you, baby-girl. Don't be a stranger and take off your pants, too. Mother's hungry to taste you as well." Once they're both bottomless, she says, "Come to mommy. Yes, put that cute ass closer to my face. Such a pretty pussy you have, daughter. Don't hold back and cum for me." As her tongue snakes out to lick up her daughter's wetness.

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Sam makes his way to his old room and knocks on the door. Seeing it slightly ajar, he steps in to see his slave pounding the keyboard and his Asian baby-girl on the bed searching or playing with her phone. Walking up to his chair, he places his hands on Danny's shoulders and when he does; he sees him stop typing all together. Massaging his shoulders with his thumbs, he says, "It's time, slave. Sorry to disturb you, but I made a promise. What did you want to chat about?"

Instantly, Danny stands up and has his hands behind his back and his head down. He says, "Didn't hear you come in, Master. Please, take my seat and we can go over a few things." Feeling some reluctance, he backs away and says once more, "Please, Master."

Sam stands his ground and says, "Only if my slave sits on my lab when I sit down on the chair." Seeing the nod, he sits himself down on the chair next to his computer. Waiting, he sees his slave slowly approach but doesn't sit facing him but away. Reaching forward, he pulls Danny closer to him, and wraps his arms around his waist to keep him from falling off.

Danny looks over at his sister and asks, "Sister. Can you give us a moment?"

Not looking up, Mina snickers and says, "Take all the time you need, brother." Sliding off the bed, she continues, "If you need me, I will be in the Master with Viv and Tessa. Master." Nodding her head towards him before exiting.

Hearing the door close, Danny lets out a deep breath that he didn't know he was holding in. Leaning back, he feels his Master's warm chest along with his semi-hard cock pressing against his ass. Not trying to move, his thoughts just imagines his Master's cock taking him once more. Shockingly, he feels his wetness slipping out and wetting his boxers. He also feels his asshole winking with need. Shuddering against his Master, he tries to find some composure. It's his Master that brings him back to reality by saying, 'If this is distracting. I can sit on the edge of the bed, or we can have this meeting elsewhere.' Shaking his head, Danny says, "No, Master. You're not distracting. It's me. My body craves you, Master, however my mind wants to focus on the task at hand."

Sam chuckles and says, "It's ok to give what the body desires, slave. You remember that there's more to life than work. Our bodies crave each other for many reasons. Closeness/bonding, carnal desires, and hunger for one another. But I understand you. I, too, am trying to focus and give you the time to share what you have learned. Whenever you want to start, I am here. Slave."

Taking a deep breath, Danny leans forward and punches the keyboard. A dossier on Travis Kumraug pops up. With a stutter, Danny reads off what's on the screen. He says, "I compared your information and what my, ah... our worm found. As you can see, it's pretty much similar, but The Firm's information is up-to-date. Two months ago, his net worth was 5 million, and now it's up to 100 million. That's a rapid increase. Looking more in depth, he's still selling enriched mud from the Highlands of Scotland, but has invested in some start-ups like Airalo, a mobile eSim business, and Meati, a meat alternative based company. He also investing in such companies, as Wal-Mart, American Express, and Amazon." Feeling slight unease, Danny speaks up and says, "Master. It's okay to touch me. You don't have to refrain from it. I know you like this body."

Feeling his Master's hand slide underneath his shirt and move upward to play with his mounds, he shudders from it. Feeling his wetness more, he stutters and says, "Th. that feels much better." His body radiates from what it's experiencing but his mind tries to get back on track. He continues, "His biggest gains are being silent partners to AI companies, CUJO AI, that protects connected devices within home and business sectors. I looked into these companies and couldn't find who were they originally owned. He's a silent partner, providing funds for these upstarts, but looking into it, he's co-owns them. That's all I learned thus far. As for dead elite vampires, all I learned thus far is all the information on them has been wiped clean from the database. With that known, I created a trace algorithm and found that someone in the EU erased the data. Still looking on the signature, but nothing is turning up just yet. Needs time to search every database in the EU to find the signature. When I know, I will let you know, Master."

"Good work, slave. You've worked hard and deserve a reward. Ask and you shall receive." Sam says to his slave while playing with his so-called nipples.

Eyes bugging out of his head, and arching his back to give his Master more purchase. Danny rides the proverbial wave of ecstasy. Leaning against his master, Danny says, "I have one request, Master. It's more like a test than anything else, but sort of afraid to ask. Cause it will jeopardize how you think of me, Master."

Sam stops playing, but still cupping his slaves tits/mounds. Leaning forward, he says, "Slave, you're unique in your own way. I would never think of you any less. I've added you to my harem. So speak your mind, or don't. Choice is yours..."

Nodding his head, Danny closes his eyes and says, "Thanks, Master. Been thinking about giving you my last hole, but if I do, then I feel like my identity will be confused. I still think of myself as male, but my body is still female. You've been a good Master to myself and my sister. I just feel like.. I should give you everything that I have... even the dark place between my thighs."

Sam leans back as he takes in Danny's revelation. Taking a deep breath, he says, "What are you asking of me today, slave? What test?"

Rubbing his thighs with his hands, Danny opens his thighs a little wider and says, "I want you to attentively touch that forbidden space and see if it reacts. I've tried on my own; just want to see if it will react to your presence."

"Are you sure, slave? Cause I cherish our relationship. I don't want to jeopardize it and make you feel uncomfortable," Sam says to him, as his hands slowly disembark his mounds to slide down to his waist again.

Nodding his head, Danny says, "I... I am sure, Master. Need to know. The reason I'm offering is, previously I've had an unpleasant experience and want to rectify it. And what better way to honor you, Master is offering everything that I have. I am ready."

Sam slides his left hand down Danny's pants and boxers. He feels his smoothness of his belly but soon feels the thick forest of his nether region. Opening his index and middle finger, he caresses between his thighs, and instantly feels his slave react by leaning into him. Going slowly, he rubs along the outer edge of Danny's nether lips and feels the heat that's radiating from within. Pulling back his fingers, his middle finger slides between them and touch on his wetness. Moving his finger back, it bumps into a hooded bump, and rubbing that area has instant results. His slave leans into him, panting like crazy, shuddering from his deft finger playing with his hooded clit. Rubbing every way, he feels him shuddering against him.

Danny's rocked with mini orgasms as his Master's deft finger plays with his hooded clit. Instantly he knows that Master's expertise has amazing results and that everything works. But, can he get past his male identity and offer his Master his female part? That's the biggest question. However, luckily for him, his Master speaks up, 'Slave. From your reaction, it seems everything works. However, for me to take your last hole, you need to realize that you were born female. When you do, you need to clean that snatch by shaving those hairs, cause I like my pussy bald; to eat and fuck it. Take all the time you need, slave.'

Turning around in his chair, Danny says, "Thanks, Master. For everything, but could you..." He can't say anything more cause his lips are being covered by his master's lips. Feeling lost in Master's kiss, he hears him say, 'Yes, slave. Slide off of my lap, and take off your clothes. Lay on the bed with your legs wide. I need you, slave.' Following his orders, he strips and lies on the bed as his Master's wishes. Feeling his Master's cock pressing against his anal ring, he knows he's getting reclaimed tonight. When he feels his Master's cock delving deep into him, his eyes roll back at the sensations of being owned. Feeling all of him, he clamps down and cums hard against his cock. Reaching up to grab Master's face, he pulls him down for a kiss and, with a whisper, says, "Fuck me, hard. Master. Use both of my holes as your discretion. I want. No, I need it. Need you, Master." Feeling him move in and out of his anal canal, he loses himself.

Sam watches his slave's expressions as fucks him in the ass. Taking a chance, he reaches between his legs and plays with his clit to get him closer and to a more powerful orgasm. Seeing his eyes light up and feeling his ministrations, Sam's eyes glow when he says, 'Mine'. To his shock, he hears his slave reply, 'I am all yours, Master. Cum in this slave bucket.' Getting ever closer and feeling his slave's anal hole tightening as he gets closer to his third orgasm. When he does, he pulls out and pushes his slave to the floor. He doesn't have to say anything, cause Danny willingly opens his mouth to accept his Master. Moaning from his mouth pussy, Sam says, "Got to strengthen you, slave. Like your sister, you need me. All of me. Take it." As his eyes roll back and fires volley after volley of cream down his slave's throat. Thrusting cause it feels so damn good, the slave takes it all with no regret. But he tires, he feels his slave take over. After his last volley passes his slave's lips, Sam saunters back on wobbly legs. His mind screams, 'Fuck, I can't believe I just did that and again. Can't get enough of my harem and this slave. Looking between his slave's legs, he can see the contours of his tiny pussy. Moving his eyes back to his slave, he says, "When you're ready, slave. I will treasure your gift and give you amazing orgasms with my fingers, mouth, and my enormous cock. Think hard and then some more. Thanks for your two holes today. I meant what I said; you need to get stronger like your sisters. Would love nothing more than to shoot my cum up your ass, but you have to go back home tonight. Going to miss you, slave." Leaning forward to capture his lips. Before he says it, he hears it from his slave, 'Love you, Master.' With a slight growl, he replies, "Love you more."

Seeing the time on clock, Sam feels defeated. He's going to miss his twins, but he'll see them again when they get time off again. Putting on his clothes, he leans down to nibble on his slave's nipple before pulling back. He says, "Great work, slave. Look forward to our next briefing." As his eyes rake over Danny's body. Smiling, he steps to the door and says, "Take your time, slave. Will see you soon." With that said, he leaves his old bedroom and head downstairs to put on his shoes. Heading to the garage, he opens the door and sees how many cars he needs to move to get his old Honda out from the garage. Looking at the cars, he has to move all three..

Taking a breath, he sees Viv's purse hanging on the door. Taking her keys, he moves cars. As he walks out, he hears, 'Whatcha doing, Master?' from his slut. Smiling, he replies, "Got to move the cars to get my Honda out; it's past dusk and they'll be leaving soon." Putting some sadness through the bond.

Sasha's cuddling with her sister on the floor and feels his sadness. She says, "Need help?"

Closing his eyes, Sam sees through his slut's eyes and says, "No slut. Enjoy cuddling up with our baby-girl. I got this. See you soon, love."

Sasha resumes caressing baby-girl's back as she enjoys the closeness. She thinks to herself, 'This is long overdue. As much as I enjoy spending time with Tessa, I need to spend more time with my first female lover, Heather. Hope everything goes well for you, baby-girl. Can't lose you too.' Suddenly she's pulled from her thoughts when Heather moves her hand up to caress her right breast. Smiling to herself, 'Definitely worked her over and knocked her out from giving her 5 orgasms. Damn, she tasted so sweet. Enjoy your little nap, love.'

Sam moves the appropriate cars to get his Honda Accord out from the garage. It took some doing, but is happy that the care will go to a new home. Vivian did offer to help move her car, but he just waved it off cause she had a long and hard day at work. No, moving the vehicles gave him time to think and what will tomorrow will bring.

Reaching out to his slut, he asks, "Don't want to disturb your cuddle time but we should reheat the steak and the tortillas for Tanya when she gets home. Just wondering how to do that?" Immediately, he hears her in the other room, snickering. He gets a reply, 'Everything is already in the oven. All you have to do is set for: Preheat. It will gradually warm everything up and it will beep when it reaches the maximum temperature. Hopefully by then, baby-girl has woken up from her nap.' Snickering himself, he says, "Worked her hard, huh. It's been a long time coming; hasn't it? Did you miss it?"

Sasha lets out a sigh and says, "You know me, Master. Go big or hard. Got to do it right. But to answer your question, I miss it or her. It's been a long time, but there's so many women in your harem, you lose track and time. Need to spend more time with this one; even after she turns. Master?"

"I know, slut. I know. Stay positive for her sake. We'll deal with this together. Love you, slut." Sam says to her with his mind. To his chagrin, she replies, 'Love you too, Master.' He hits the button and gets a beep in return. Stepping away, he sets a place setting for his Pet for her arrival. As he does that, he hears two sets of steps heading down the stairs. Leaning back, he sees his twins with their bags on their shoulders. Dropping his shoulders, he knows it's time to say goodbye... again. Reaching out to his slut, he hears, 'I know. Coming. Just going to wake up baby-girl first. Be there soon.' Replying, he says, "Understood." Reaching out to his two girls upstairs, he tells them both that their brother and sister are heading home. Soon he hears them descending the stairs together.

Vivian and Tessa reach the twins first and see that they are ready to disembark. Just waiting for either Master or Mistress to take them home. Reaching out to them, they each hug them and wish them well. As always, hope to see you again. Feeling their hugs brings them joy. Hugging them tighter, they hear the door to their left open and see Mistress, followed by Heather walking into the Foyer. Letting go, they watch the twins hug their sister and Mistress in a goodbye hug, followed by a kiss or two. All eyes are waiting for their Master to say his goodbye to the twins.

Sasha smiles first cause she hears him say, 'Coming.' But all eyes stare over at him when he emerges from the kitchen. Seeing him in all his glory, everyone feels the same. He's tall, dark, and delicious. Looking around the room, she hears everyone's heart rate speed up; mainly the werewolves present. Vamps in question, our hearts don't beat fast sadly, but our movements do because we get antsy and need to do something. Most of us want to fling ourselves against his brawn but hold ourselves back.

The twins turn around and see their Master walking into the Foyer. They look over at him and instantly feel hunger for the man they call Master. For Mina, all three holes are salivating to be filled once more, but Danny, his asshole, yearns to feel his Master take him again. Granted, it was mere moments ago, but his ass can't get enough of his Master. However, something else stirs within. He feels his dark place twitching and moisture leaking upon seeing his Master. Crossing his legs to keep the ache and moisture at bay, he feels odd being in front of him and immediately looks down.

Seeing his slave look down again, Sam knows something is wrong. Trying not to embarrass him, he says his goodbye's to his Asian baby-girl before saying his goodbyes to his slave. Looking at the group, he says, "Need to have a chat with Danny for a second. Be back shortly." Before wrapping his hand around Danny's shoulders and walking outside. Once the door's closed, Sam kneels down and asks, "Why are you looking down, slave? I thought we've discussed this already. Speak."

Danny feels embarrassed, but whispers, "It's not because of that, Master. My dark place is reacting to you and it aches. Guess my favor started something that can't be taken back. I just... feel weird. That's all. Sorry, Master."

Sam reaches over and hugs him. He says, "It's not your fault, but mine. Your dark place yearns to be touched and worshipped again. This is normal, slave. Your body wants me and yearns to give me every access. It's up to your mind to let go. When you're ready, we'll take it slow, but I want you, Danny. Mistress knows, however, your sisters don't, but we're not taking you home tonight." Seeing the face of sadness, he grins slightly and continues, "You will take yourself home." Dangling the key in front of his slave's face, he says, "I'm giving you my car, until you purchase your own."

Danny's eyes dart left and right in shock. Turning around, he sees the Honda Accord parked and says, "Master, that's too much. I can't accept it. You and Mistress have given us plenty; I can't take it."

Still on his knee, Sam says, "Danny. Just think of it as a loner until you get your own set of wheels. Besides, you will do me a favor. I haven't driven her in months since becoming a werewolf. Been driving Mistress' car instead. It's a reliable vehicle and I want you to have it. Please do me the honor."

"I don't know what to say, but... ok, I will take her and treat her as my own. But again, Master. This is too much." Danny says to his Master.

Handling the keys to his slave, he reaches out to his slave and informs her. Soon everyone is exiting the house and see what transpired. They're all clapping for Danny, but Sam whispers one last thing. He says, "When you're ready, I will be waiting. Love you, slave. Take care of your sister, and look forward to seeing you both soon. Take care." With that said, he stands up and immediately feels his slave wrap both hands around his waist. He hears, 'Love you too, Master. Will do as you say and more. See you in a few days, I hope.' Then he let go and unlocks the car to toss his backpack in the vehicle's backseat before entering the driver's seat.

Seeing her brother sitting in the Honda, Mina's eyes grow big and soon runs down the stairs and passes her Master to join her brother. Tossing her bag onto the floor, she waves at everyone before joining her brother. She watches him turn the ignition on and put it in reverse. Her eyes light up as she sees her family waving them goodbye. Questions surge forward and she says, "Daddy?"

Sam's down the end of the driveway in seconds when his Asian baby-girl asks for him. Upon arriving, he says, "Yes, baby-girl?"

Danny puts it in park, so his sister can talk with their Master. Mina asks, "Did you give Danny this car?"

Looking in through the window, he sees his slave looking down again. Smiling, he says, "Truthfully, yes, but your brother said, 'No'. So I am loaning it out to him until either you or him buys your own. It's time for you both to accept responsibility for each other."

Mina looks at her brother and sees him with his eyes cast downward. Taking the opportunity to make her daddy feel better, she says, "Thank you so much, daddy. We'll take good care of your car. You're the best daddy a baby-girl and slave can ask for. Love you so much." Reaching out to pull his head into the car so she can kiss him like the slut that she is. Feeling her tiny pussy salivate with need, she bites his lip when she pulls back. Smiling, she says, "I know you have patrols to do, and we should let you get to it, but this baby-girl is hungry for your enormous cock, daddy. Until next time. " Kissing his nose before pulling away. She looks over at her brother and nods her head to let him know to proceed. She knows they've got to go, but her body wants him. Fighting with herself, she thinks of her brother and their situation first. So mind over matter, as they say. Watching him in the rear window as they proceed to head away, Mina watches her love get smaller and smaller. With her mouth, she mouths out, 'Love you, daddy.' Sitting back in her seat, she turns to her brother and says, "What's really going on? What has got you embarrassed?"

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As they drive home, Danny fills his sister in and shocked to hear her answer. She tells him, "It's only natural, bro. You found someone that can meet your expectations and wants you for you. Your dark place just got a taste and wants to explore. If I were you, I would give it a chance. Who knows what would come, but you owe it to yourself to find out. That guy was an asshole and treated you as such. Master won't be like that and would cherish your gift. He definitely cherishes my three holes. Miss him already. I said my peace, and it's up to you."

Danny looks over at his sister and says, "Thanks. You make it sound so easy, but it's not."

Mina rolls her eyes and says, "It is easy. Your body wants to try again but your mind is sketchy. If you deny these feelings, then you will never know if he's the 'One'. I accepted it, and want no one else. He's my 'One' and is his to do with as he pleases. Car drives smooth; old, but not too bad. A gift is a gift. Treasure it, brother. As your Master treasures you."

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Watching them leave, Sam's left with a semi-hard on. Taking a deep breath, he walks up the long driveway until he hears a car approaching. Turning around, thinking it's his twins, he races down to meet them, but it's not but a Tesla. Shaking his head, he smiles, knowing who's in the car and sure enough, she steps out with a big smile on her face, Tanya.

Tanya sees her Master and says, "Who just left, Master?"

Stepping closer to her, he says, "Your brother and sister. They had to head home cause they have work tomorrow evening."

"Damn, I wanted to say goodbye to them. Oh well, next time perhaps. It's nice seeing you as always, Master." Tanya purrs up at him. Grabbing hold of his arm and pressing it between her cleavage as she leans on him.

Feeling those large mounds surround his arm, Sam chuckles to himself. Pulling his arm free, he wraps his arm around her and bringing her closer. Reaching down and grabbing her soft derriere, she purrs for him. Looking down at her, he asks, "Did you have a good day at work, Pet?"

"It was there, Master. Just glad to be home with you and my sisters. What did you have for dinner tonight? Any leftovers?" Tanya asks.

Chuckling at his blond, green eyes slut, he says, "We always have leftovers for you, Pet. Tonight we had steak tacos. Speaking of tacos, they are being warmed up as I walk you home. It's good to see and feel you, Pet."

"Mmmm, glad to hear it. Missed you too, Master. Look forward to you reclaiming me soon. Each day it gets lighter and lighter.. Can't wait." Tanya wraps her arms around him as they hike up the long driveway. As they get closer, they see his harem waiting for her to return with smiles.

Sam grabs her ass once more and says with a whisper, "Looking forward to it, Pet. Missed all of you. Head inside and eat your fill; once you're done, we'll head out for patrols. K." Patting her ass, he watches her turn her head and see her bright green eyes longing for him, along with her big smile. As she climbs the stairs, her sister surrounds her and welcomes her home by following her inside.

Sasha waits for him. Seeing him turn around and stare into the night sky, she wonders what he's thinking about. Reaching out to him, she uses her bond to figure out what's on his mind. Smiling to herself, she says, "Thinking about her again." Chuckling to herself, she continues, "She was thinking when I found her in the Lab. Two peas in a pod. Stop dwelling on it, Master. She's one smart cookie. If she found a way out of this, then let her."

Sam nods his head and says, "I know, slut. Just worry. That's all. You have Tess and I have baby-girl. I would move heaven and hell for her. You know that."

"That we would do, cause love has no bounds. I would do the same for all my sisters and children. Even do it again for the man I love. Hate seeing you like this, Master. Come, let's join the others. They will know something is up if you linger." Sasha says to him.

Dropping his head, Sam nods his head and turns around to head up the slight stairs that lead to his house. Wrapping his arms around his slut, he says, "Thank you for that, slut." From a hug, to pulling back to give her a quick kiss on the lips. Through the bond, he sends his everlasting love for her and smiles at what it brings.

Holding onto him for dear life, Sasha's body radiates with that love and she feels her body shudder with a merited need for him. Not holding back, her body reacts. Her nipples harden as her fangs and nails extend. She feels her cunt saturated again along with her ass, ready to accept him once more. Looking over at him, frustrated, she asks, "Why do you do this to me, Master?"

Sam looks at her beauty and smells her unique fragrance. He says, "I do it, because you're MINE, slut and it amuses me. Now, CUM, for me."

Fighting the urge to bite him, Sasha retracts her fangs and teeth, but can't shake his demand. Gripping his shoulders, her body responds to his will and shudders. Feeling the dam break within, she cums on the spot, and it's a powerful at that. Looking up at him, her body loses control, and she almost falls to the ground. Luckily, her Master holds her up as her legs give out unexpectedly. Clinging to him, she presses her voluptuous body against his brawn. She mumbles, "Thanks, Master. As always, thank you for another unique orgasm."

Sam helps his slut into the house and as they join the others, his slut finds her legs and rebounds back to her ole self again. Heather is oblivious, but everyone else smells the sweet nectar deposited between their Mistress' thighs. Watching your harem squirm, knowing that one of their own just cummed, hard. Seeing the subtle rub of their thighs to keep the moisture at bay brings a smile to his lips. Looking at all of them, he says, "After Pet here gets her fill; we'll do patrols early tonight. Same groups?" As he looks at everyone, his baby-girl speaks up by raising her hand.

Heather doesn't want to rock the boat, but feels like she needs to say something. She raises her hand to get her daddy's attention. Once she gets it, she says, "Going to step out on this patrol, if it's alright with you, daddy?" Seeing the change in his demeanor breaks her heart, but she wants time alone.

Nodding his head, he says, "Ok. It's your call, baby-girl. With that said, there will be two groups of 2." Looking at his slut, she nods her head and says, 'I will watch over her.' Nodding, he looks at his girls and says, "Who's with me?" Instantly, Tanya jumps from her seat, making her tits bounce up and down. She says, 'Me. Master?' Nodding his head, puts a big smile on her face. Looking over at Tessa, he can see something is bothering her. Reaching out to her, he says, "Take the Western marker. I'll take the Eastern. Are you ok, baby?"

Tessa tries to control her composure but says, "Something's not right. Why is Heather bailing out tonight? Been picking up weird colors from you and slut since dinner. There's something you're not telling us." Immediately she sees his dark demeanor and immediately puts her head down. She hoped she hadn't offended him, but this issue needed addressing.

Sam reaches out to her with a growl, but says, "Very perceptive of you. Sorry for that remark, but will share when we're out there. It's a sensitive matter and I don't want the pack to know. Can you wait?" Seeing the nod, he changes into a grin and says, "We'll leave in 30 minutes." With that said, he turns around and heads upstairs to make a bag.

Patrols turned up nothing. However, the talk with Tessa didn't go as planned. She was furious that she was out of the loop, and couldn't see it from their perspective. With a lot of back-and-forth communication, she could control her anger and be civil about the whole thing. In the end, she could deal and wouldn't share the news with her sisters. If they caught wind, all hell would break loose and a debate would take place about whether to have Heather go on tomorrow's mission. On the return home, Sam rewound their conversation from earlier. Tessa said, 'Why not change her fate all together and not bring her with us?' Sam had to dig deep on this one, and said, "Fate has a way to make things much worse if you mess with it. If we did this, Heather would take it the wrong way and leave Team Dire forever. She's worked hard for months finding a work around to her situation. The Dire spoke to both of us and said, 'She's smart and looks forward to meeting with her.' I can't go against him or her. So she has to be there tomorrow. The flip-side, of course, like the movies, fate finds away to correct itself. If we mettle, Heather's fate will still occur whether we prevent it. The outcome could be worse than just her leaving, and she could lose her life all together. Both slut and myself saw the future. It can't be undone." To his chagrin, Tessa changed her tone and swore she wouldn't share the news with her sisters.

Tessa and Vivian finished early since their marker was much closer. However, Tanya or Pet did her best to keep her Master smiling. Always being close and rubbing up against him when she could. Having a week with no sex, and feeling outcaste makes a girl do these things. Granted, she knows her Master didn't do this intentionally, but her posturing helped the cause. Feeling better with each day, she looks forward to being a slut for her Master once again. Watching him stare at her beautiful body as she got dressed always brought a smile to her face.

Sam couldn't take his eyes off his pet. Her rounded ass and her DD tits made him salivate. He couldn't wait till her period was over to reclaim her once again. Seeing her flirt sure helped put him in a better mood. That's what he loves about Tanya. She's down to earth and has confidence in herself. That in itself makes her so attractive. Walking home with her on your arm made his night. As they approach the house, she turns around to give him a quick peck on the lips. However, it turned to a lot more than a simple peck. Their hunger for one another ignited, and they were making out under the stars. Luckily for him, his slut reached out to him to see what's taking him so long. Reaching out to him, she says, 'Are you close to home?' Taking a peek through his eyes, she feels awful and immediately apologizes. Reaching out to his slut, he says, "It's all good. We had to come up for some air sooner than later. Could've happened to anyone; at least Pet knows, I still love her and knows that when she's off her period, then it's no holds barred. We're coming in. How's everyone?"

Sasha told him about her night with baby-girl. She says, "Lots of cuddles till she fell asleep. Tessa and Vivian finished their shower and were now cuddled together, sleeping. Uneventful evening for me, but glad to be here for our baby-girl. Tomorrow will be a long day, cause it will slowly inch its way to the job. Any ideas on which van we should take tomorrow?"

Sam shrugs his shoulders as he locks up the house. He says, "As much as I like to bring the new van, I think we should keep our premonitions the same. It's only four of us going; so let's take the Internet van. Best way to cover ourselves as cheap and on the dime than other outfits."

"Sounds good, Master." Sasha says.

Chapter 20.2

After locking up the sliding glass door, Sam heads upstairs to catch up with his Pet, but she's already stripped out of her clothes and is heading to the shared washroom. She gives him a bright smile, and says, 'Two more days, tops. Then we can play, Master.' Giving her a nod, he heads to the Master but hears her let out a small yelp. Turning around, he sees the bath towel has fallen, exposing her round derriere. Seeing her bend down to pick it up, their eyes meet. Hers are a little mischievous and his are shocked. Watching her re-wrap herself, and continue along the way, he turns around to find his cock, rock hard. Shaking his head, he pushes the Master suite door inward and sees his mates sleeping contently in bed. Tessa snuggling up to Vivian, and baby-girl cuddling up to his first-slut. Walking in, he sees his slut's eyes falling, him.

Sasha reaches out to him and asks, "What got you so agitated?" As her eyes roam down to his cock and back to his eyes.

Snickering, he takes off his shirt, then his shorts along with his boxers. Standing there au natural, he hears her moaning. Grabbing his cock, he stokes and watches her eyes grow larger. Smiling, he says, "Tanya. She dropped her towel while walking to the shared washroom, exposing her well-rounded ass. Bending over to pick up the towel, you could see her two holes open slightly. Just can't wait to tap her holes once again. That's what got me this way. I know you like what you see, but going to take a quick shower before going to bed. See you in a minute or two." He drops his harden cock, and it bounces as he heads to the washroom. As he goes, he hears, 'Enjoy your shower, Master. Your little show got me all hot and bothered.'

Rolling his eyes, he says, "Aren't you always hot and bothered? You're insatiable and always looking for an orgasm."

"True, but you're the only one close enough and awake. Other than Tanya, the rest of my sisters are sleeping. Plus, I can't help myself; every time I look at your chiselled body, I want another go. Can't blame a girl for wanting her man." Sasha says to him.

Turning on the tap for the shower, he replies, "Guess you're right. You are my cock loving cum-slut, and can't wait to get another meal. As much as I like to fuck some more, I need to get some sleep. Big day tomorrow, and mates to satisfy before the big mission. Wonder how many ghouls will there be this time?"

"Other than myself, who are the other lucky ladies that need servicing?" Sasha asks as she caresses her sister's back.

Looking at the ceiling, Sam says, "Wish it was Tanya, but Vivian definitely wants something. Don't know if our shared lover wants cock or not, and maybe baby-girl. But who knows what she has planned tomorrow? Anyway, chat with you later, slut." Lathering the soap, he scrubs all over his 1000 places. He still can't fathom on how much his body has changed since being bitten. So rugged and yet so pleasing to the opposite sex. Taking a deep breath, he steps forward to wash away all the suds and to relax from the heated water.

The heated water does wonders to your psyche, it washes the stress in the muscles and relaxes every part of your being. The only problem, it doesn't last forever. Reluctantly, he turns off the shower to give his mate some added relief if she's still there. With a deep sigh, he walks out from the shower enclosure to grab a new towel. He dries himself off and as he exits; he tosses it into the hamper. Seeing his slut's eyes on him once again, he smiles while climbing up the bed to join her. Pulling back the comforter with the top-sheet, he slides into them easily. Seeing that Tessa and Vivian are closely together, he moves closer to his slut to share in his warmth and feel her softness prior to falling asleep. Feeling her coolness, he cuddles closer to her and feels his eyelids droop. Fighting to stay awake, he hears his other mate coming in from her shower.

Tanya pulls up the comforter and top-sheet before Sliding in next to Heather. In doing so, makes Heather roll onto her other side to cuddle up with her sister. When she does, she says, 'Mmmm, sister. You're so warm; really nice to cuddle up with you. M....' Smiling inwardly, Tanya presses up against her sister and share her warmth before drooping eyelids take her away.

Sasha cuddles ups with her Master. Laying her head on his chest, and hearing his steady heart rate, soothes her of her anxiety and knowing that she's truly home alongside of him. Plus, the heat radiating from his body mellows her cold one. Being next to him, she feels normal, and yet always horny. It can't be helped. She's his slut, after all. Always ready to serve his needs. However, laying next to him, she wishes she can take away his pain. She knows deep down that he's worried about Heather. Smiling, they make a good match. But to be truthful, every woman in his harem is a good match. They all bring certain qualities out of him that make him unique. Caressing his chest, she whispers, "Miss and love you, Master. Sweet dreams, my love." She giggles to herself, cause she knows he doesn't dream but sits and meditates. Speaking of meditation, she slips in without a thought and soon finds herself in the black space once again. Calling out, she says, "Master?"

Sam shakes his head and says, "Over here. Follow my voice, slut."

Sasha follows the sound and soon finds her Master sitting on the floor. Sitting down next to him, she leans against him and places her head on his shoulder; feeling relaxed.

Sam looks down at her and says, "What brought you here, slut?"

"To be honest, I slipped in here thinking of you, Master. Wasn't planning on meditating, but being close to you like this just brings it on naturally. Basically, I wanted to be here for you. I know tomorrow brings change and I am here to help if I can," Sasha says to him.

Sam nods his head and says, "Well, I am a big boy, and The Dire, I can handle it. Not looking forward to seeing your loved one hurt but like a caterpillar, fate has a way to change outcomes. She couldn't choose what supernatural to be and will let fate decide. Got to give her kudos for that. Been thinking of another caterpillar that I own."

"Oh? Who could that be, Master?" Sasha says.

Sam looks over at her and says, "You, slut. Slut is what you like to be and do, but for everyone around us, you should be something more than that. You will always be my favorite slut, cum bucket/eater, you name it. Been thinking of calling you something else entirely. Something that's dignified and has multiple meanings. One day, I want to marry Heather, but will always keep you close. With that said, I think your new designation will be, Mistress. Think about it, you're the Mistress of The Dire, The Home, a slut to me as well as to your sisters. Many hats you wear, and yet you should consider Mistress going forward. I know it's not naughty or straight to the point, but for me, just think when I say Mistress, that it means my first slut. What do you think?"

Sasha shakes her shoulders and says, "I get what you're trying to say, Master. It's dignified and yet you're right, I do wear multiple hats. It's also easier to say in front of people that don't know about our situation. But all in all, I like it. Mistress is kind of sneaky, in a way. Definitely Mistress to both The Dire and home, and yet definitely a mistress of your needs whenever you like, my love. It will take some time to get used to it, but as I said before, you can call me whatever you want. Deep down, I know I am yours, and you will always be, MINE. You're the only man I ever need, Master. Love you. Aren't we getting off topic? I came in here for you, Master. What can I do for you?"

Sam leans into her and says, "Stay with me. Keep that supple body close. Miss sleeping with you, slut."

Sasha snickers and with a deep sigh, she says, "Miss it too, Master, to be honest. Love watching over you, feeling your body next to mine, and now our bed has expanded with more lovers. I won't kid you now, but I miss being your only one. However, being the Dire, you need more powerful women by your side and I like the women that we chose. I'll stay with you, cause I fed last night. My sisters are cuddling with one another and so I am happy to cuddle up with you, Master. Just like old times." With that said, she reaches over and grabs the back of his head to push him into her bosom.

Sam, taking the initiative, pulls back and latches on to one of her nipples. His teeth elongate and he bites into her breast. Looking up into his Mistress' face, he sees a variety of emotions playing on her face. Shock, pain, curiosity, love, and ecstasy. With his mind, he says, "MINE."

Caressing and combing through his locks, Sasha says, "Always. Thanks for marking me again, Master. Never want to leave your side, my love. Feed on me." To her shock, she feels his canines retract and pull back on her nipple. She feels her body stitch itself back together. Can't help herself. She leans down and captures his bloodstained lips. Tasting herself, she makes out with the man that made her whole, and will never let go of him, ever. In the real world, she lets out a happy sigh and feels her cunt saturated with moisture. Her subconscious tells herself, 'MINE'. She stays with him all night, making out with him in his dream, but in reality her nipples are like diamonds, and she's slowly humping his leg.

While Sasha's having fun in her Master's dream, however, not everyone is sleeping soundly. Tessa's was okay a few moments ago cuddling up with her sister, Vivian, but now has rolled onto her back. Something pulled the blinders over her current dream and her subconscious knows something is wrong but can't pinpoint it. Tossing and turning, Tessa tries to pull the blinders off to get back to the dream, but her subconscious won't let her.

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Over 900 miles away in Portland, Anisa's being dragged against her will, kicking and screaming. "Let. Me. Go! I have done nothing wrong." She says to her assailants. To no avail, they let her go. Seeing where they're taking her, guess her fate has been sealed. She's dragged to Jeffrey's compound. Reality sets in and she knows her alpha won't be happy to see her. Thinking of Tessa and her alpha, she should've taken their deal. She doesn't know how her alpha will react to the news.

She's brought into his room and dropped onto the floor. With a wave of his hand, his sentries leave and close the door behind them. On her knees, she's begging for forgiveness. She says, "Please. Pleassse. I did nothing wrong. Just came back to see my brother. That's all."

"Anisa, Anisa. Anisa. If I remember correctly, you volunteered yourself to bring back your friend Tessa to her rightful pack and to me. Mission parameters states to bring her back or die trying. I see you. There's no word from Luke or Perry. Where's my OMEGA, Anisa?" Jeffrey hollers at her while sitting in his chair. Pushing on his knees, he stands up and the chair he was sitting in falls to the floor. Pacing back and forth, he's pissed. Hearing her mumbling incoherently and crying doesn't curb his anger. He stops and glares at her. "I'm waiting for an answer, beta?"

Tears stream down her face, cause The Dire warned her not to come back and yet she did. Now she's in front of her Alpha and knows something isn't right with his beta. Hearing him yell at her, she knows she has to tell him something. Between sobs, she says, "We... we tried. It was all Luke's fault. He... he decided I fight against Tessa and their new betas, while he and Perry take on the alpha. I suggested we stick together, but he did his own thing. Well, they tried and failed miserably. The Pasadena alpha turned his sights on me, but Tessa stopped him. Spared me. He wonders why you haven't travelled to Pasadena to get her back? I told him you were busy, but he didn't buy it. Please, alpha. I came back to see my brother and tell you the news."

Shaking his head, Jeffrey's not happy with his beta or the news. With a start, he steps closer to Anisa, grabs her ponytail roughly and pulls it back so he can see her eyes. He looks down at her with spittle leaving his mouth. He then says, "Your news means nothing to me. You volunteered for this mission and knew the parameters. Came back, sneaking into my compound looking for your brother. You should've come to see me first, but guess your brother was more important. It doesn't matter, cause your so-called brother wants to be just like me. He's a good beta and is out there patrolling my lands as we speak. You will never see him again, cause you betrayed my trust and failed your alpha." Pushing her head to the floor, he walks over to his desk and opens the top drawer. Reaching in and pulling out his.45 caliber handgun. Still hearing her sniffling and crying. He says, "Why should I keep you alive? When you failed to bring back my omega. Why is it so hard to bring back one female?"

Anisa sees the gun in his hand and pleads with him. "Please, spare this beta. I will do anything you say, just spare me. Your omega believes her new alpha is The Legendary Dire."

Jeffrey walks back and forth in front of her as he slaps his handgun against his thigh. He says with a whisper, "So what? Every alpha claims to be the legendary Dire; but they're all liars. You know why, cause I am the Dire, not this alpha from Pasadena. Why should I keep you alive?"

Anisa hopes that telling him the truth will set her free, so she says, "Cause the rumors are true. The Pasadena alpha is The Dire. I saw him with my own eyes; he shifted into his hybrid form, stood on 2 legs and was 8 feet tall. Couldn't believe it, but it's true. The Dire has awakened and lives."

"You must've hit your head too hard or smelling fumes, cause he's not the Dire. You know that your alpha is The Dire. Have you told this fake news to anyone?" Jeffrey says to her with a condescending glare.

Sitting up and looking straight into her alpha's stare, Anisa says, "I've told no one of this. I brought this news exclusive to your ears, only." She watches his face transform from condescending to being proud. Seeing his demeanor change brought her hope. She then changes her tune and says, "You're right, alpha. I might've hit my head while battling Tessa and was seeing things. You are The Dire we all dreamed of."

Jeffrey loves hearing his betas address him so. Looking back at Anisa, he says, "You've done well, beta. Bringing this information to my ears. Knowing that he can shift into a third form changes everything. There can't be two prophets claiming to be the fabled Dire. Since we can't kill him, I must devise another way to eliminate this competition. You've done well, but it's not enough to save your worthless backside. Women are only good for one thing and that's breeding and not doing missions. You knew the parameters and yet you still failed. Should be like all the other beta females who want my cock. Just open your legs and be bred. But you couldn't do that. Such a worthless beta."

Hearing what her alpha just said about the duties of female betas were, and upon seeing the gun raised, it all came together. She fucked up. Tessa, her girlfriend, told her he wasn't a good man/alpha and yet she believed she would actually stand a chance. Upon seeing the gun, she knew her world never existed. Jeffrey wasn't the true Dire and will never be. All she could do was yell, and everything seized to exist.

Raising the gun up, he watches her face and hears her scream, 'NO!' and with a loud BANG, the.45 Sig Sauer fires a bullet right into her forehead, pushing her head and body back to the floor where she belongs.

Upon hearing the noise, the sentries come back into the room and wait for their alpha's orders. He looks at them and says, "Take this trash and dump it. Make sure it can't be found. Do it like the others. Now, go." Seeing them nodding their heads, they pick up Anisa's body and haul her dead ass out of his room. Putting the gun back into the drawer, he picks up his chair and grips the back of it. Tapping his finger against it, he wonders how to lure this so called Alpha to his den. Suddenly an idea forms in his mind and the only one that can carry out this mission is his old friend Robbie. The only problem is finding him...

* * * * *

Tessa's subconscious loses connection to the resonant and shuts down, leaving her in a light sleep state. For over 45 minutes, she has tossed and turned to no avail; trying to get back to her deep sleep and dream state. She has lost all hope and can only lie there. She wished her lover was next to her to coax her back to sleep, but she can't communicate with her cause she's dead tired. In her mind, 'Where are you, slut?'

Sasha's still in her Master's arms, riding his cock, hard. Pouncing and taking all of him, she loses count on how many orgasms she has had, but can't let go of him. Her need is too powerful. However, her subconscious hears her alarm go off and that brings her to a stop. As much as she wants more orgasms, however, in the real world, she's still the Mistress of the house and she has duties to perform. Looking down at him, she says, "Sorry, my love, but duty calls. I enjoyed our time. It was definitely fun. Hope I was able to take your mind off things." But in her mind, she says, 'It felt wonderful if only it was real. Can't get enough of him, whether it's real life or dream state. This slut craves him.'

Sam looks up and smiles. Still feeling her tight cunt squeezing him, he says, "It was fun, slut. And you're right, I miss this. You taking all of me and claiming as many orgasms as possible before I bust. Can't get enough of you in any reality. I get it; duty calls. Guess I will get a wake-up call shortly. Until then, take care, Mistress. Look forward to reclaiming all your holes when I wake up. Until then, take care, my cock whore." Watching her stand up, and his cock falling out dry once again. Shaking his head, he can't fathom why. He sees her cunt is dripping, but his cock is dry. Why is that? 'Probably because she fucked him and not the other way.' His mind denounces. 'Oh well, it was fun; it definitely took his mind off things. Guess I should get back to it and mediate on what today brings.' He thinks to himself.

Sasha wakes up from her meditation and looks down at herself. Her nipples are rock hard still and feels her cunt on his leg dripping with need. Looking further, she sees his leg is totally wet with her lubrication. Smiling to herself, guess her body reacted to what she wanted in his dream reality. Sadly, she has to pull away from him and in doing so; she kisses his cheek. Whispering, she says, "I had a lovely time. Can't wait to taste you in a couple of hours." Snickering to herself, she pulls back the comforter and top sheet to climb out. In doing so, she feels a stirring next to her and it's baby-girl. Looking over at her, she says, "Good morning, sleepyhead. You're up early. Are you going to help your mother make breakfast?"

Heather shakes her head and mumbles to herself, 'Need to use the facilities.' Climbing out too, she makes her way to the washroom along with her mother. Sitting on the toilet, she ponders what she needs to do today prior to what fate has in store for her. Her eyes shift to watch her mother wipe her sloppy cunt. Shaking her head internally, she wonders what happened last night to get her slopping wet. Turning her head back, she thinks, 'Master. God, that poor man. Can't sleep without your slut barging into your dreams. Shrugging her shoulders, she's definitely a slut, through and through. I'm a slut too, but respect his need to sleep. Guess someone can't get enough.' Her eyes grow big knowing all that. Sitting there in silence, she reaches over to grab some toilet paper to wipe up. Got to get moving, or everyone she cares about will be on her back trying to make her stay put. Last day before judgement day, I have people to see and things to do. Pushing off the toilet seat, she pulls up her panties and heads out to get dressed.

She's downstairs in minutes, hopping from one foot to the next to slide on her socks. Grabbing her purse, she opens the door to the garage and sees her car there parked next to her mothers. Shaking her head, she noticed the other cars parked behind hers. Hitting the garage door, she looks outside and sure enough, the utility, and Viv's car is behind her. 'How will she escape now?' She wonders. Sliding on her shoes, she closes the door slightly and turns to see her mother standing there. Jumping back, she's startled once more. Holding up her hand, she says, "Geez baby, you scare me every single time. Can't you make a noise to let me know you're this close? God." Stepping back, she looks at her mother with contempt but feels bad. She then says, "Sorry, you caught me off guard. What did you need?" Looking down, she clams up.

Sasha smiles and asks, "What are you up to, baby-girl?"

Letting out a deep sigh, Heather says, "Need to be somewhere, you know. Got things to do, but it looks like daddy parked my car in the garage and blocked me in with every other vehicle behind me. Any ideas?"

Smiling, Sasha says, "Why not take my car? If you're out and about, you can pick up a few items for me while you're out." Deep down she needs nothing, but wants to keep baby-girl close. She had a feeling that this will happen, but hopes that she doesn't close up to her new family. Best to let her go, than to keep her tied at home. In an instant, she bypasses her sister, enters the garage and grabs her keys. Handing them to her, she says, "Take all the time you need, baby. When you're ready, your new family will be here waiting for you with arms wide open. I love you, baby-girl. More that you know."

Heather tears up and steps forward to hug her mother/sister. It's been a hard 12 hours thus far, and knows that she needs to be by herself for a bit. She needs to get her life in order before her time ends. Turning her head, she kisses her mother's cheek and says, "Thank you, baby. Love you too. Be back as soon as I get situated. Hope daddy understands. Take care." With that, she pulls back and heads to the garage. Opening up the BMW driver's side door, she enters and hits the ignition. Putting on her seatbelt, she puts it in reverse and coasts back without looking at her mother. Despite her tears, she has to do this; otherwise, all is lost.

Watching her back out, she watches her leave before hitting the garage door button. Closing the door behind her, she wonders what to do? Should she tell him now, or wait until breakfast is ready? Shaking her head, she takes off her sports bra and says, "Better wake him up now than getting punished again." Heading upstairs, she slowly takes off her yoga pants along with her thong. Entering the Master, she folds her clothes and places them on the dresser. Pulling the bottom sheet, she crawls underneath to wake up her Master from his slumber like a good slut would.

As she gets between his thighs, she looks at his mighty cock. Just a few moments ago, she was taking all of it in his dreams, and yet in reality she can only take all of it in two of her three holes. Sure, she could take him in her tiny cunt, but in doing so would send her directly into the void. The void is a magical place, however once there, all reality seize to exist. Meaning you no longer feel those impressive orgasms that your Master gives you. Hence, she only takes three quarters of this massive beast. Better to take some than all, but being his slut, she wants to take it all; sometimes. Smelling his musk between his legs gets her internal slut going and seeing him in all his glory sure helps, too. God, his cock is magnificent and don't forget his gigantic balls that pump our holes with up to 18 pumps of cum every time he fucks. Just thinking about his cum is fuelling her resolve. Reaching forward, she grabs hold of his thick shaft. Closing her eyes, she can feel the many bumps along the shaft that work their very magic to entice our sensitive walls. Her inner cum-slut comes alive as she licks up his shaft from balls to tip. Stroking him, she can't believe that she's part owner of his enormous cock. Not wasting any time, she gets to work. Yeah, she could meditate and enter his dream to share the news but what fun would that be? The time is close for him to awaken; so why not wake him up in style with a good blowjob from his number one slut/mistress?

Sam's meditating on what today may bring. As he concentrates and uses his power to perceive what the future may hold, he feels a constant drag along his cock. Time doesn't exist when you're dreaming and yet, he wonders if it's time for him to awaken. It sure felt like his so-called Mistress had just left a few moments ago, but the constant pulling and kneading of his cock suggests that it's time to slowly awaken. Hearing her moans of ecstasy, and running her lips and tongue around his cock, is a good way to be awakened. Biting his lower lip, his Mistress is doing an excellent job attending to his needs. However, looking to his right and checking out the time, he sees its close to 6 am. Damn, it's really early for a blowjob, but damn, it feels so good. Reaching out to her, he asks, "Damn, you give the meanest blowjobs, Mistress. Guess you couldn't wait a couple of hours and your inner cum-slut needed to be fed?"

Sasha pulls him out of her throat to lick and stroke him while she answers. Looking up, she sees his eyes peering down at her. Still stroking him, she says, "This slut, cock-whore, or mistress can't wait for you to awaken so you can satisfy her three vacant holes. However, I know it's early, Master, but you need to know. Baby-girl woke up when my alarm sounded. She got dressed and left home a few minutes ago." Feeling his trepidation, she says, "Therefore I woke you up, Master: to share and tell you my thoughts. I believe she's saying her goodbyes and/or get her so-called life in order if things fail. With that said, I lent her our car since you double parked hers. I know this will upset you, but I still let her go. She needs time alone to figure out things and once she does, she will come back to us, Master. I am sure of it. God, your cock tastes so good." Not hearing anything from him, she deep throats him but still looks up to capture his eyes. Clawing at his thighs, she asks, "I hope you're not upset with your mistress?"

"You make it hard to, my cock-whore mistress. Yes, I was a little perturbed by what you said, but you're right. She needs her time. My other half has seen that she doesn't fail, but from her side of things, I bet she's still scared. She should be; playing Russian roulette with a double bite. I would be too in her shoes. No, I am not upset, but a little disappointed. I know you hate when I am. As much as I love shooting my cum down your sweet throat, I think you should earn it by pulling it out of one of your sister's cunts. Thanks for getting me super lubricated. Time to find an available cunt that's more suitable for my deposit." With that said, he pushes her head back to exercise his cock out of her throat. In doing so, he hears, 'That's not fair. I worked hard to get you close to shooting your delicious cum. Now I have to exercise it out of one of my sisters' cunts. Ugh, you make my inner cum-slut life hard sometimes, Master.' With a chuckle, he says, "Get used to it. So many sluts and so little time to satisfy their cravings. If you want my cream, then serve me well, Mistress." With that said, he rolls to his right to his bubble-butt, beta-slut. Reaching out to caress her big derriere, before sliding his cock between her thighs. With each stroke, he feels his beta-slut slowly parting her legs to give him access to her wet cunt. Grabbing hold of his cock, he angles it upward and slides it between her wet nether lips. Driving forward, he slowly inserts his massive cock deep into his beta-slut. When he's fully into her, that's when he feels her clamping down on him and shuddering at her first orgasm that morning. Vivian's a heavy sleeper, but she can still cum multiple times before she stirs and Sam was slowly giving her a good morning wake-up call.

After her seventh or was it her eighth orgasm, Sam sees Vivian slowly waking up from her slumber. Immediately his beta-slut turns her head to say something to him, but he couldn't afford to wake up the others. So he stuck two fingers in her mouth to shut her up, but reached out to her with his mind. He says, "I don't know what're you about to say, beta, but I can't let you speak. Can't wake up the others. Thanks to your Mistress, she got me rock hard, however your big derriere got me thinking, and here I am enjoying my favorite beta-slut by fucking you from behind." As he thrust his cock deeper into her tight sheath; feeling her folds tighten against him and shuddering another release. Feeling her tongue licking his fingers slows him down slightly. He hears her say, 'I would not speak loudly, Master. But wanted to say, your cock feels so fucking good. This is by far the best wake up I've ever received. Way better than any alarm. Fuck, just keep ploughing your beta-slut. Use your hole and fill your cum-bucket beta. Please. Never stop fucking me, Master. Oh, fuck... here comes another one.'

"You like this cock. Don't you?" He asks her with his mind.

Vivian trying not to bite him, but sucks harder on his fingers. She replies, "God, yes I do. Am so blessed to receive it and be your cum-bucket this morning. Is... Is Mistress upset that you're filling me up than her throat?"

Sam continues to drive his thick cock deep into his beta-slut. Feeling her bubble butt flex and jiggle every time he thrusts deep into her makes it worthwhile. Definitely a unique feeling fucking on the side, cause usually he's on top or they're bent over to accept his cock. This way of doing things lets him relax while enjoying their tighten pussies gripping his cock to fulfillment. The only downside about doing this way, you can't use your other hand to either play or pinch as you go.

However, his ministrations have stirred the others from their slumber. Tanya looks over and sees Mistress cuddling up to Master. She feels the vibrations, and wonders where it's coming from. Upon further investigations, she lifts her head up and sees her Master gyrating into her big bubble beta-sister. Dropping to the pillow, she giggles but also envies her sister. Lucky her, she tells herself. If only I wasn't on my period, he could pump his cock deep in my bottom holes. With a deep sigh, she smiles when he grunts. Hearing that, she knows he's ever getting closer to cumming.

Sasha rolls onto her left side and peers at Pet. Seeing her smile, she says, "Master's close. Do you want to help me clean him up after he pulls out?" Seeing the nod, she says, "After he fires his last shot, we both crawl underneath the covers. I will clean up Viv, while you clean up Master. Sound good?" Hearing their Master grunt again, they slide underneath the covers and get into position. What they didn't see is Tessa waking up, and seeing her expression of seeing Vivian's face.

The vibrations were too much, and it pulls Tessa from her light slumber. Looking to her immediate right, she sees Vivian's cum face, and how she's trying to hold back her moans. Seeing Alpha's fingers in her mouth tells the tale. Shaking her head, she can't believe they're doing this so early in the morning. Feeling irritated, cause she didn't have a good sleep. She slams down her fist onto the bed and says, "Really! Fucking perverts. Can't wait an hour or two to relieve your horniness." Throwing back the covers, she heads to the washroom to use the facilities and not see her sister cumming some more.

Everyone tunes Tessa out by her frustrations, cause they're all getting ready for Master's orgasm. Sam's concentrating on holding off as much as he can. Vivian's beside herself after cumming what her fifteenth or what orgasm. As for Sasha and Tanya, they're underneath the sheets watching Master plough their sister and waiting for him to bust. Nope, this is more pressing that wondering about Tessa's impromptu exit.

Sam can't hold back any longer and grunts. Reaching out to his beta-slut, he says, "Can't hold back any longer, beta. Your pussy rubbing me the right way. Here it cums, beta. Take all of me." Pulling his hand out from her mouth to hold on to her waist, he feels his cock pulsing inside of her. He shoots volley after volley of his essence deep into her. Feeling her insides squeezing up against him, feels like they're milking his cock for whatever it's worth. Meaning, he doesn't have to move out to thrust back in to shoot another volley. She's doing all the work for him.

"Give it to, Master. Cum in your beta-slut. Thank you for waking me up like this. Ah, fuck. I can feel all of you." Vivian feels her Master shooting his essence deep into her womb, but as the space feels up, it pushes her to her next orgasm. Not holding back, she opens her mouth wide and moans, "Aaaaaaahhhh!" As her body clamps down on his thick cock, and in doing so, her eyes roll back into her skull. Each blast of his cum shoots into her womb and pushes out the rest. The space inside fills with his essence, and continues to fill because she's clamping down on him so hard. It pushes her into the void, and when that happens, she lets go.

Both Sasha and Tanya are licking Master's essence as it's pushed out of Vivian's cunt. Licking up his rich essence, along with their sister's tangy cum, drives both of them like anteaters; can't get enough of that sweet taste. Hearing their Master moan, as he pumps volley after volley into their sweet sister. Sasha looks up and says, "Master's almost done cumming. He might stay in there for a while, but just get ready if he pulls out." Hearing her sister purr tells her she's ready. Sure enough, Master pulls out to lie on his back. Sasha dives into Viv's snatch to clean her up, while Tanya dives onto Master to clean his cock. Both of them are moaning as they clean and swallow the leftover essence. Eyes roll from the sweet taste as they clean both of them.

Cleaning all of her Master's cock, she pulls off of him with a 'Pop', but still strokes him and licks the side of his massive cock. Reaching out to him, she says, "Your cock's cleaned, Master. Thanks for a tasteful treat. Look forward to you doing something similar to me in a day or two. Love you, Master." Clawing her way up, as she slides her soft body against his to kiss him. Pressing up against him, she feels even closer to him than a moment ago. She hears him say, 'You're welcome, Pet. Guess Mistress encouraged you to help. Thanks for that, and I look forward to filling your hole/s when the time is right, but until then, I want to taste you.'

Sam leans down to capture her lips. He feels her reciprocating by placing her hands on his face to kiss him back before wrapping them around his shoulders. Reaching out to her, he says, "You taste so good, Pet. Just... going... to... continue... tasting your sweet mouth, and feel your voluptuous body."

Sasha trying to dig deep to do a thorough job of cleaning out her sister's snatch. Licking both of their delicious cum excites her to keep pulling as much as she can. Her tongue isn't long enough to reach in and pull out anymore. Licking around her box, she pushes her left leg up, puts her sister on her back. Smiling to herself, she licks up her hot body, and spends some quality time with her sister's D breasts and nipples. With each tentative lick, she feels her sister vibrate within. She sees the whites of her eyes roll downward and knows that look. Vivian just came out of the void. Smiling, she crawls higher and says, "Welcome back, sister. Hope you enjoyed your time. You're all cleaned up down there, and it's time to get it dirty again with your Mistress." Capturing her sister's lips, she maneuvers her cunt against her sisters and rubs against her. Feeling the sensations from her clit to her core light up, she moans, "God, I need this so bad. You're making your Mistress so wet, sister. Fuck me."

Vivian feels her Mistress' wetness along with her petals rubbing against hers. Her internal core lights up with every rub against her. Wrapping her arms around her sister, she let's go and just enjoys the sensations and kisses on her back. Rubbing herself against her Mistress pushes her to her next orgasm. Both of them moaning as they cum against one another.

Tessa's on the pot and hears the moaning. She wishes she was in the mood to join them, but with the crappy sleep she had last night, it just left her discouraged. Covering her ears, she feels frustrated, and reaches over to grab toilet paper to wipe herself. Standing up, she hears the wailing, and it pisses her off. Leaving the bathroom, she slams it shut. She says, "God! You're like a bunch of fucking animals. Well, enjoy yourselves." With that said, she walks around the bed and leaves the Master to head to her bedroom, hoping to get more sleep.

Sasha collects herself and slowly pulls away from her sister. Looking to her left, she says, "Baby?" She can feel her lover's emotions and feel sad. Looking down at her sister, Vivian, she smiles and says, "Thanks for the quick fuck. Those orgasms hit the spot, but I need to... Go. Sorry." As she slowly disentangles herself from her sister.

Viv sees her Mistress distraught and says, "No worries, Mistress. I understand completely. Hope you can soothe our sister's issue, but thanks for the generous fuck session. Don't be a stranger." She quickly smacks her Mistress derriere and sees her turn around to give her a feisty smile back. Seeing her sister leave, she rolls onto her left side and cuddles up to her master. She sees him making out with Pet, which puts a smile on her face. Knowing her sister probably feeling left out cause she was her period for close to a week. Cuddling up against his arm, she reaches out to him and says, "Don't mind me, Master. Mistress left to go after Tessa and I just want to cuddle up with you. Continue what you're doing, cause my sister needs to feel your love too. Love you.." She caresses his arm but looks down to see his cock filling up. Licking her lips, she pulls herself downward and grabs hold of his cock to lick his crown before trying to deep throat him.

Sam's getting bombarded with sensations. He's enjoying making out with his Pet; the kiss and her voluptuous body. Squeezing her ass and pulling her cheeks apart to open those holes he loves so much got his cock back into a semi-hard state. But now feeling his beta-slut pressing up against him and telling him what's going on. Now he feels her lips on his sensitive cock, trying to deep throat and get him hard once more. God! These sluts can't leave him alone. He thinks to himself, but he's not complaining. He knows he's needed and his sluts need him. With that said, he reach out to his Pet, and says, "Beta-slut is going down on me as I say this. Care to try me taking one of your bottom holes today? I know you're sketchy about your tiny pussy, but would you like me to take your ass?"

Tanya's eyes light up with the news, and throws caution to the wind. It's been so long since she last felt her Master down there. She says, "Feeling your lips and hands on me is making me horny. Fuck it, I don't know if I cleaned that area or not, but if you want to take that hole, I am yours, Master. You're probably going to use a lot of lube, though. As much as I like you to take control over your, Pet. I want to take it slow and fuck... you, Master. If that's ok with you?"

"I don't mind giving you control, Pet. Knowing that you want me is half the battle. Take your time, cause I miss being inside you as well. When you accept all of me, and you want to shift control over to me. Let me know. Ok, Pet?" Pulling back his right arm to caress her face.

Tanya pulls back as her green eyes peer into his blue ones. Smiling, she says, "I want you, Master. Always. How close are you?"

Sam smiles and says, "Your sister is getting better. Before she couldn't deep throat, and now I can feel her hunger. She's ravaging my cock and pulling every drop of precum out of me. I am ready when you are, Pet." He sees her smile and hears her say, 'Don't move, Master. Enjoy her ministrations. I will run to the bathroom to do a quick clean and lube my ass for you. Just breath. Be back momentary.' Feeling her softness leave him, he reaches down to comb through his beta-slut locks before grabbing hold of her head. He says, "Damn, beta-slut. You're getting better at deep-throating your Master."

"Thanks for the encouragement, Master. Your cock tastes so good. Are you going to fill this hole with your cum?" Vivian asks as she pulls back to lick his crown.

Sam snickers and says, "Sorry, beta-slut. No one is getting a deposit of my cream down their throats today. Just asked your sister if she would like me to take her ass, since her tiny pussy is not on the menu. She ran to the bathroom to do a quick clean and get it ready for me. But thanks for getting my cock ready for another bout of fucking. Such a good, beta-slut you are."

Despite her slight disappointment, Vivian received his essence in her tiny pussy. She knows she can't have him all to herself and knows her sister needs it more than she does. Smiling internally, she says, "No worries, Master. I know my sister needs a good fucking. Being on your period sucks and I don't miss it. Let me know if you want me to change it up for you?"

Sam chuckles to himself and says, "Beta, you're doing a fabulous job on my cock." He then hears, 'Thank you, Master. Sisters definitely helped my game. You're the biggest I have ever sucked, and so... I want to please you as much as a slut can.' A thought bounced into his head, which put a smile on his face. He asks, "Viv, do you trust me?" Immediately he hears, 'Of course, Master. Why do you ask?' He then says, "Take a deep breath." Hearing her reply, 'Ok.' Grabbing her head, he pushes the last few inches down her throat. Holding it there for a moment, he pulls back and says, "How did it feel, slut?"

"Amazing, Master. Didn't know if I could take all of it and you just proved I could. Question is, did you like it, Master?" Vivian says as she continues to serve him.

Sam says, "I did, beta-slut. You're becoming quite the slut, like Mistress. Proud of you, beta. Looks like Tanya finished her shower. She should be out here soon. Enjoy my cock while you can, beta. Are you going to stay or take a shower?"

Vivian would love to watch, but will also feel slightly embarrassed. She has had some threesomes with him, but it's been a long week for her sister. Sadly, she says, "I would love to, but I think Tanya should enjoy her moment with you. It's getting late and I need to wash. You know how it is. But thanks for the offer, and I hope both of you enjoy each other."

Sam can't feel her emotions, but knows that she cares for her beta sister. Smiling, he says, "Your call, beta. I know you have to work later and understand completely. Enjoy your shower. Up! Here she comes." As he watches his sexy beta round the bed, showing off her curves. His eyes light up as he stares at her DD's. Licking his lips in anticipation. He watches her pump her hand with lube, and giving him a bright smile. Feeling his beta-slut lips pull off his cock and to only feel her hand pumping into him feels odd. But watch your two betas kiss each other make up for it.

Tanya looks over at her beta sister and says, "Thanks for getting him hard for me. Bet you were hopeful for another deposit, cause I know if I were in your shoes I would want it too. Hope you have no hard feelings, sister." Seeing her sister smile, she moves forward and wraps her lubed hand around her Master's cock and disperses it with the help from her sister.

Vivian helps spread the lube along her Master's cock. She gives her sister a grin and says, "No hard feelings, sister. Been there, and know that a week is too long without being filled. Enjoy him as much as I enjoyed him earlier. Love you, beta-sister." She sees those green eyes pierce her brown ones and knows that look. Seeing her step forward, her lips presses against hers and immediately open her mouth. Not to protest, but to accept her tongue. She hears, 'Love you too, beta-sister, and thank you. I will cherish all of him. It's been so long and miss the way he fills my bottom holes.' Feeling her pull back, she opens her eyes to see her sister wink at her and can't help herself as she chuckles. Releasing his slippery cock, she says, "Both of you have fun. Damn, I need a bath." Using her dried hand, she maneuvers herself out of bed and walks to the washroom. Upon entering, she says, "If you need anything, just ask. Enjoy."

Tanya smiles and takes the hand towel on her shoulder to wipe off the lube left on her hand. Setting it aside, she crawls into bed and throws her leg over his body. Moving up, she dangles her DD's in front of his face on purpose. Feeling his lips suckle her gets her core warmed up some more. Smiling down on him, she says, "Enjoying yourself, Master. Haven't even started and your licking my big, sweet tits. Not complaining, but I need you in me. Now." Reaching back, she grabs the base of his cock, and moves him down her lips to her puckered starfish. Remembering her breathing, she lets go and slowly pushes his crown against her backdoor. Her breathing calms her inner self to accept him and feels him slowly press into her. Attentively feeling him back in her has her insides shuddering. Not from an orgasm, but from need of him. Not taking her eyes off of him, she sees his love for her on his face. He's letting her take control, and she loves him for it. She mouths out, 'Love you' as the head of his cock gets buried in her anus. Just those few inches has her shuddering harder into a mini orgasm. Shaking her head internally, she wonders why only a few inches gets her off, and then it dawns on her. It's been close to a week without him. Nodding her head, she breathes in and out. Sliding more of him deeper into her canal. With each breath in and out, she takes him deeper. Soon he's all the way inside and her body clamps down and shudders. Gripping his chest with her fingertips, she arches her back as her body experiences her first anal orgasm in a week's time.

As her shudders come to an end, she moves slightly forward to draw him out, to push back, to accept him back in. Slow and steady, but she feels all of him again. Definitely an experience to be had. Looking down at his smiling face, she says, "Thanks, Master. For wanting, and doing this for me" Closing her eyes, she relishes the feel of his thick cock taking her ass. 'God, it's been so long and he fills me completely. Hope he never lets me go,' she thinks to herself. With each thrust back in, she lets out a moan and feels it building into something more with each movement. She knows taking it slow is great to feel all of him, but sometimes, you need to be fucked to feel to be owned. Looking down at him, she sits up and moves his hands on her hips. Smiling down, she nods her head and says, "Your turn, Master."

Pulling her down as he moves his hand upward, Sam captures her lips and says, "You're mine, Pet. You gave me all three of your precious holes and I will never let you go. Cause I love all of you. I know you need this to feel some semblance of being whole, but you should know we all love and care about you, little one. Thank you for wanting and having this dynamic with me, Pet. God, you feel so amazing. From your lips, and to the lovely curves. I can't get enough of you. Thank you for giving me the power to take what's mine. Get ready to cum hard and frequently. I reclaim this second hole and look forward to claiming your pussy in the coming day." Pulling back from the kiss, he mouths out, 'Love you,' as he drops his hands to her hips. Gripping them, he pulls her forward to only drop her down on his cock, hard. Driving his cock deeper into her colon. Seeing her arch her back, pressing her big tits into his face, and watching the emotions cross her face brings a smile to his face. Seeing her tears, he says, "Let it all out, love."

Feeling and hearing him claim her ass moves her to tears. She praises her sister for giving her a second chance with him. His cock feels marvellous in any of her three holes and doesn't regret in giving him control. Feeling her second anal orgasm getting closer, she can't control her emotions and says, "Love you, Master. Thank you for wanting me and giving the opportunity to serve as your pet, and beta, Master." Tears flowing down her cheeks, she drops to capture his lips and show her love for him. She hears, 'Mine', as she cums from her second anal orgasm. When it dissipates, she says, "I bear your mark with pride, Master. It fills up every time I take your essence and become closer to you. Fill me up, Master. Make me stronger, and control this beta. I will never let you go." She shuts up as his cock pulses within. Arching her back and clamping down slightly. She feels him getting stronger inside her. Her words fuel his resolve. Feeling his lips suckle her breasts, she reaches down to pull him closer. Whispering, 'Take all of me.' And with that, she cums hard once again. Looking down at him, she says, "It's your turn, Master. Fill this beta with your cream. Cum, for me." Instantly she feels his hands move from her hips to her rounded derriere and gripping it with dear life as he drives his cock deep into her. With a growl, he thrust so hard that it pushes him over the edge. Reaching out to her, he says, "Here it cums, my beautiful Pet. Take all of me." As his cock pumps rope after rope of his essence deep into her anal cavity. He loses himself as he cums into his second beta, and with that leaves him exhausted.

Feeling her Master incapacitated, Tanya helps him out by squeezing and pumping his cock to shoot everything he has into her ass. When she feels no more shots fired, she collapses on top of him. Reaching out to caress his face, she says with a whisper, "Thanks again. For wanting and filling this, Pet. Love you, Master. Always." Before collapsing on top of him. Smiling to herself, he took everything and yet, I took everything he gave. Always will be his slut, but I am his Pet first. Love you, she thinks to herself before the black takes her.

Feeling a stirring on the bed, pulls Tanya from the black. Seeing her sister sitting on the bed drying her hair, she says, "How was your shower, sister?"

Vivian looks over at her and smiles. She then says, "It was good. Hot water cures all, but hearing your moans made me want to feel him again. Don't know about you, but I love when he takes control and uses our holes. Fuck! His wake-up call was the best and I can't shake that feeling. Still feel him in my pussy. Bet when you go to work, your body will remember what he feels like too."

Tanya nods her head and says, "Can you do me a favor? Look in Mistress' bottom drawer and pull out her medium butt plug. I don't want Master's essence leaking out. Want to feel him sloshing my insides; you know what I mean." Giving her sister a quick smile.

Vivian shakes her head and knows all too well. She knows that most of him has been removed from her, but some of him still lingers within. Knowing that, makes her feel closer to him in some way. Nodding her head, she gets off the bed and opens the bottom drawer to the nightstand. Searching, she pulls out two butt plugs that are in Ziploc bags. Closing the drawer, she holds them up and says, "Not a butt plug enthusiast, but I think it's being used by someone else. All I have is a small or large, by the look of things."

Grimacing, Tanya would love to stay and keep Master inside her like this, but she has to go to work. Reluctantly, she says, "Thanks. Ugh, hmm. Give me the large; never had something this big in me for long periods of time. Will give it a whirl." Reaching over to grab the Ziploc bag, she pulls it out and slides it into the hand towel to get lubed up. Pulling it out, she takes a couple of breaths and drags herself off her Master. Feeling him get closer to his knob, she tilts to the right to fall back on her back. When she does so, she pulls her legs up to keep from leaking, and aligns the butt plug. Shockingly, it goes in with no much trouble. Dropping her hips, she feels the slight twinge and moans. Covering her mouth, she chuckles to herself. Today will be interesting in itself, but glad to be claimed once more.

Chapter 20.3

Laying on her back next to her Master, Tanya caresses her lower tummy just above her mound. With a smile, she thinks to herself, 'Master's cum is in there. Hope my body will absorb it and not let it go.' Looking over at him, she blows him a kiss and says, "Thank you for using and reclaiming your pet this morning. Honored to be yours, Master." With a whisper. Her eyes shift to see her beta-sister looking at her. Instantly feeling embarrassed and her cheeks flush with redness. However, to her amazement, her sister is shaking her head, not because of her statement, but for other reasons. She hears, 'Don't be embarrassed, sister. What you said is true. I feel the same every time he takes and uses me. When he does, I feel immediate joy and feel his love with his caresses and closeness. Guess what I'm trying to say is, I am his slut to his needs and proud of it.' Upon hearing that, Tanya speaks up and says, "Thank you, sister. It means a lot knowing that all of us feel the same way when we're close to him. Guess it strengthens us knowing that we all love this man, our Master." Reaching out to her, she pulls her sister down for a hug.

Vivian grabs hold of her sister's hand and pulled down into an embrace. As she's being pulled, her towel comes undone, and it's breast on top of breast. Feeling this closeness with her sister warms her heart and feels it trickling down to her core. Feeling her nether lips become moist, she peers down at her beta-sister. Seeing the same expression, she says, "Are you feeling what I'm feeling, sister?" She sees the nod and a little grin forms on her lips. Her mind shouts out, 'Damn! Just a little closeness with Pet and your pussy is moist. What gives?' Caressing her sister's face, she says, "This is new for me. Yes, I have played with Mistress, and baby-girl. I have kissed Mina and Tessa. Definitely feeling a little warm all over with you, beta-sister. Have you ever thought?" She drops the line of questioning, cause she, too, feels embarrassed. Viv doesn't think of herself as bisexual; definitely bi-curious maybe. She loves the female form, but is more intrigued by Master's rock hard body, his enormous cock, and what he does with it.

"I have sister; all the time. My d/s relationship with him is being his Pet, but I feel like I'm a pet to everyone in the harem; and I am okay with that. It's ok to just go with the flow, sis. However, if your pussy is feeling moist, hugging your sister. It just means that you find me attractive and that's okay. No one becomes bisexual over night. Our Mistress discovered this and now enjoys going down on us. More so on others. What I am trying to say is, don't beat yourself up for being you. And it's ok to share your thoughts with like-minded people, like your sisters. We love you, Vivian. As to my thoughts, I find you hot, but didn't want to push you. When you're ready, I am here."

Looking down, Vivian flushes by her sister's comment and asks, "What so hot about me, sis?"

Tanya's eyes look to the left as if she's thinking. However, a big smile forms on her face. She says, "For starters, you're my beta-sister for this man next to us. We're his first and only betas thus far." Looking down at their smashed breasts, she continues, "Viv, you're one curvaceous MILF; I know you never had kids but your definitely are attractive for your age. Nothing wrong being twice my age; it just makes you hotter, knowing that you have more experience and a body that doesn't quit. Love your dark-brown nips on those D breasts, and your wide hips. Feeling you on top of me is making me so wet. If I wasn't... mmmn. I would love to switch positions, 69 to be exact, claw your large shapely ass, as I eat you out and lick your asshole. How does that sound?"

Vivian feels her wetness leaking out of her tiny pussy. To her shock, her body reacts to her sister's words and shudders from that thought. Closing her eyes to control her wolf inside, she says, "Thank you for that. It's good to know, and as you probably can see, my body's reacting to your thoughts. Just wish I felt..." She doesn't finish that statement cause she's pulled down into a kiss, and it's no peck. Closing her eyes, she lets go and feels her sister's tongue wanting to taste all of her. Opening up, she deepens the kiss. To her shock, she hears her sister in her head. 'It's okay to feel this way. You don't have to feel obligated to reciprocate, but just know that I want you, beta-sister. Want to lick and taste every part of you and give you pleasure. You're so attractive that you don't know what your curves do to us within the harem. One day, you will experiment, and it's a day I can't wait for. God, your lips taste so good, sister.' As much as they want to see where this goes, both of their tummies gurgle at the same time. Breaking apart and giggling, she says, "Saved by my tummy. Guess a raincheck is in order." Seeing the grin, she slides down slightly, but suddenly something stirs within. Not wanting to lose to her sister, she pulls herself up and plants kisses down her sister's neck. Down her collar bone and to her left breast. Giving her a mischievous grin, she opens her mouth and sucks on her sister's areola and nips at the same time. Drawing it into her mouth and sucking hard before letting it pop out of her mouth. Looking at her sister, she says, "Until next time... " Before pulling off of her and rolling out of bed to get dressed.

Tanya's left panting with hunger and need. What she did was only to convey her thoughts with the kiss, but her sister up the ante, as they say, with those sweet kisses and suckling of her breast. Uncontrollably, she arched her back when her sister suckled her DD breast, and it left her shaken when she let go of her. Her eyes focus on her sister as she leaves the bed. However, left her saturated with need. Reaching out to her, she says, "What a fine minx you are. Teasing me like that." But in her mind, she says, 'Fuck, I am left shuddering on my own. If God is my witness, I will make you pay for that. So cruel and yet makes my hunger for you much deeper. I will repay you back with interest. I swear it.' Her fingers itch to drive between her legs and rub one out. Seeing her wetness on her thighs, she sees a hint of blood. Pushing her head into the pillow, she screams internally, 'Fuck! When will it end? I need a wet tongue and his cock driving in and out of my tiny pussy. The need to be played with. Crap.' With a deep sigh, she rolls out of bed to take a desperate shower to clean herself and feel slightly normal again.

* * * * *

Sasha hated leaving her sister, Vivian, mid scissoring. They both were definitely enjoying each other and yet she feels her lover's emotions rolling into her from the other room. As much as she's a slut in her mind, she can't deny her lover. She feels her heart ache, feeling Tessa's dissatisfaction with her. Walking across the hallway, she knocks on the door and slowly lets herself in. Seeing her lover distressed in her bed, she walks over and sits down. She says, "I am here, baby. What troubles you?"

"Nothing. I shouldn't have said anything. You can go back and play with our sister if you so desire." Tessa says as she draws her body in itself, rolling, hoping to fall asleep.

Reaching out with her left hand, Sasha grabs her lover's shoulder and says, "I'm not leaving until you share with me. I feel your emotions, lover. You're displeased with me, and I want to know why?" Getting no response, she says, "Fine. Be that way, but mark my words, you will be screaming it shortly." Sliding underneath the covers, and between her lover's legs, she attacks with her tongue. It's only a slight caress, but instantly feels her sister trying to push her away. Grabbing hold of her thighs, she gets to work and soon has her moaning in no time.

Tessa didn't want her lover between her thighs trying to make up for what happened in the middle of the night. Trying her best to dislodge her from her pussy, to no avail. Feeling her wet tongue lick her clit, she knew it was all over. Letting out a moan, she knows her lover will know she won this skirmish, but not the battle. Squeezing her thighs together to stop her does nothing. Feeling her nails cut her thighs makes her stop, but the mix of pain with pleasure pushes her ever closer to her first release of the day. She fights it, but feels her lover knocking on that door. Her mind explodes when Sasha pushes harder and her core erupts. Arching her back, her body shudders so hard from that release. It leaves her breathless, but she hears her lover. 'That's one. Tell me what I did wrong. Or so help me, there will be more to follow and make you into a sloppy mess. Tell me.' Her mind is a hot mess and can't think of anything to say. However, when she feels her lover's tongue licking her sensitive clit after cumming, she's buckling her off but still feels her tongue circling her little bud. Using her legs to dislodge her, but all she feels is her lover's tongue continuing to eat her out.

Sasha snickers internally when her lover tries to kick her off of her. Shaking her head internally, she says, "Once I latch on; there's nothing you can do. Just one hungry bitch and will feed on until you break and tell me what's wrong." Reaching out once more, she says, "Tell me what's wrong?" Hearing nothing, she says, "Fine. Two can play." With that, she maneuvers herself on top of her lover to hold her down steady, and to put her sweet smelling cunt right into her lover's face. Rubbing it in her face, she settles a little lower from her face to give her lover room to decide what to do. Sure enough, she retaliates by slapping her heart-shaped ass, clawing it with her claws, which makes her moan in retrospect and makes her wetter. Laughing internally, she knows her lover can't win. Flicking her tongue against her click pushes Tessa into her second orgasm of the day. Riding those waves, she tries again, "Got anything to share?" Hearing nothing, she says, "Fine. Your cunt tastes so good; going to keep eating you out, baby. Can't get enough."

Tessa's panting and wants to dislodge her lover from keeping her from moving or getting away. Feeling frustrated, she can only retaliate by eating her lover out. When she does, she immediately feels her lover stop and moan from having her petals licked and savored. Between licks, she gives in and says, "Fine. You got me. Your expert tongue will continue to destroy my lack of control over my sensitive areas. I can't have that, cause I need to have control. The reason I'm disappointed with you, I didn't sleep well last night. I don't know what went wrong; I was dreaming and suddenly, out of nowhere, my mind seized up. Left me in a light state, sleeping for over 30 minutes or more. Tried rolling to fall back to sleep, but you weren't there to comfort me. Where were you, baby?"

Sasha feels her lover's situation, but she can't be with her 24/7. Licking her clit, she brings her lover to another gruelling orgasm. Hearing pant as the shudders take control over her lover, she hears, 'Well? Cat got your tongue?' Pushing against the mattress, she places her head on her lover's thigh and says, "You were sound asleep cuddling up to Vivian, and so I cuddled up with Master. It was so relaxing that I meditated and spent the evening with him in his dreams. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you, baby, but I can't be with you 24 hours. Just chuck it up to having a poor sleep; it happens. Just move on and enjoy our time together. Who knows, you might feel so tired from all these orgasms." With that said, she goes back and licks up her sister's mess before starting anew.

Tessa takes a step back and knows that Sasha's right. She's the Mistress of Alpha, er.. The Dire, the house, and to her sisters. Thinking more on it, she's wondering why she's irritable and then it dawns on her; period's coming. Shaking her head, she hoped she would be pregnant with Alpha's baby, and yet she's not. These are early symptoms that her period could be coming. Biting her lip, she tells herself, 'Need to have sex with Alpha, and get my little pussy pumped full of his essence to get pregnant. Can't make the pack stronger if the oven is barren.' Getting back into licking her lover, she puts more focus on her clit, and gets to cum once more. Not feeling any sort of tiredness, she says, "This is great and all. Just wondered if you like to fuck instead?"

Sasha smiles between bites and says, "Definitely down if you are, baby." She licks between the taco and rolls off. Grabbing her lovers, leg, she pulls her to the edge of the bed and mounts her. Throwing up her right leg, she places her cunt on top of Tessa's pussy and does a general circle to illicit a response. Hearing her lover moan, she slowly works her hips and fucks her clit while share each other juices. They get closer and soon her eyes roll backward as she cums. Her lover is soon to follow. Hearing her puts a bright smile on her face. She stops and leans down to kiss and tease her lover before grinding into her again.

* * * * *

Vivian watches her sister enter the washroom to take a quick shower. Feeling wet, she reaches over the night stand for a Kleenex to absorb and clean her saturation. Feeling better, she dons a new pair of panties and gets dressed. Reaching out to her sister, she says, "Heading downstairs to make breakfast. See you when you're done." Stepping out of the Master, she gets to the stairs and hears them moaning together. Smiling to herself, she thinks to herself, 'Guess they fixed the problem and are having makeup sex. Damn, they must really going at it.' Hearing her tummy, she rolls her eyes, and says, "I'm coming. Hold your horses." And takes the stairs quickly to the kitchen to make something. Opening cabinets, the fridge, and whatnot, she makes pancakes. Having eggs and meat are great, but it gets tiring having it every day. Heating the skillet, she mixes up a batch of pancake mix. She's pouring her first batch when her sister joins her.

Tessa walks up to her sister and gives her a quick kiss on the lips. Peering over to the range, she smiles, "Pancakes?" Eyes wide open and hollering out her joys, she asks, "Do you need any help, sis?"

Shaking her head, Viv just says, "You could set the table. Is Master still sleeping when you left?" Seeing the nod, she mumbles and says, "Damn, sis. You must really wore him out."

"Don't you mean us? Sister? Our holes pulled out two big orgasms consecutively. Wouldn't you be tired too? Just let him sleep; he deserves it for reclaiming his two beta-sluts. Any word on Mistress or Tessa?" Tanya asks.

Vivian snickers as she flips the pancake. She says, "It sounded like they were going at it hard." Seeing the look of shock, she instantly recoils her statement and says, "Not fighting, but fucking. They were moaning together when I came downstairs. Guess makeup sex." Shrugging her shoulders. Tossing the pancake on a plate, she pours another and says, "Good for them, cause Tessa didn't look happy when she woke up."

* * * * *

After cumming 3 consecutive times with scissoring, Tessa's cuddling up to her lover in her bed. Sasha caresses her lover's back while absorbing her sister's radiating heat from their love-making. She's in heaven from the glorious amounts of orgasms, and the warmth. Looking down, she asks, "After all that, how do you feel, baby? Sleepy?"

Tessa's cuddling with her lover and enjoying her cool body. Laying her head just above her right breast, she can hear the steady heartbeat. She drapes her hand over her lover, but feels her lover's breasts on her upper arm. They feel so good against her skin; part of her wants to play with her lover's big nips but if she did that, then they would have another bout of love making. No, she's pooped; too much of one thing can make you sick. She enjoyed their love making, however she needs to mate with Alpha. Duty always comes first; that's what they taught us at the reservation. As much as she loves her big-sister, her duty to Alpha comes first. So far, she has yet gotten pregnant. Part of her wonders if it's him, but he shoots out so much of his essence that any woman could get pregnant easily. It's been close to 6 weeks now. Thinking to herself, she says, 'What if it's my fault? Too much stress or something. Hence why I can't get pregnant.' Whatever the case, maybe, she needs to keep having sex with her Alpha to do her duty to him and the pack. So many responsibilities, and yet, she knows if she was in Jeffrey's compound, things would be different. No sex with big-sister for sure, and your life is only in the bedroom; on your back, taking it. So she heard from some females in the pack. No, she made the right decision to come here and join Alpha.

"Sorry, baby. Your question if I was sleepy? Not so much. Got a lot on my mind. However, definitely enjoy cuddling up to you and feeling your coolness. It's nice but doesn't last forever since your body acclimates to your surroundings, but you make it up with your softness. Why do you ask?" Tanya asks while drawing patterns on her lover's tummy.

Sasha combs through Tessa's locks and says, "Just wondering. Thought all that fucking would wear you down a bit to catch up on sleep. Definitely relaxed you but now you have a lot on your mind. Remember, baby, I am here for all your needs and concerns. I can help, if you let me." She can smell something burning from downstairs and shocked that her lover doesn't smell it or hungry for that matter. Definitely enjoying their time together but she knows Tessa needs to stop thinking and focus on getting a few hours of shuteye. Staring up at the ceiling, she contemplates on helping her sister with this issue. Making a choice, she says, "It's my turn to cuddle up to you, baby."

Switching positions, Sasha looks at her sister's golden tan and says, "Damn baby, your body is so hot. Let me touch your forehead." When she does, her lover's eyes go cross-eyed. She then says, "Sorry, baby, but I had to. You need to rest your mind and stop thinking hard. Rest for 3 hours and make up for what you lost last night. When you wake up, you will feel refreshed and have a bright smile on your face. Sleep well, my love." Pulling back, Tessa's eyes flutter and she instantly goes into the black and snoring away. Sitting there for a few moments, Sasha feels bad for hypnotizing her lover, but a few hours of uninterrupted sleep would do her good. Leaning down, she places a kiss on her lover's forehead and says, "Love you, baby. Hope you will forgive me. Should've done this last night. Just hope it will make up for it. Sweet dreams, my love." Reaching over to squeeze and flick her lover's left breast, she throws back the covers and gets up. Walking over to the window, she pulls the drapes to make it darker in the room. Just in case. With that done, she heads out and closes the door behind her. Heading to her room, she sees Master spread-out and sleeping too. With a smile, she whispers, "You've worked hard, Master. Enjoy your sleep. Heading downstairs to help my sisters with breakfast. Guess this Mistress was lazy this morning. Won't happen again. Promise." Getting dressed, she says, "Love you" before exiting the room. As she climbs down, she hears her name being discussed between her sisters. Shaking her head, she's walking into the kitchen (vamp speed) and says, "It helped. She sleeping soundly and hopefully she will get the sleep she didn't get last night. Need help, sis?"

Both of them jumped at their mistress's presence. Shaking her head, Vivian says, "No, but thanks for the offer. Sorry, we just care. Guessing both of you are back together again?" Flipping another pancake.

Sasha smiles and says, "We didn't break up and got back together. Just a disagreement; these things happen from time to time. So, did both of you enjoy your morning? Cause I sure did, and then some." Seeing both of their faces smiling, she drops it. Stepping close, she says, "May I?" Seeing some reluctance, she continues, "I know you're trying to help, sis. And I appreciate it, but you need sustenance more than I. So take this plate and share with your sister. I will take over." Seeing the spatula transverse into her hands, she gives a warm smile to her sister. Taking over, she asks, "So what time are you leaving, sis?"

Vivian sits down and watches her sister stab two pancakes. Taking her share, she says, "I start at 2 today; thinking about leaving around noon. It gives me about an hour to head home, get dressed, apply make-up and get a lunch ready for work. I know moving here would make my life easier, but you have a lot on your plate with the reno, and the new additions coming shortly. Until things are done, I will move some of my stuff. Speaking of moving, can I e-Transfer my share for this month?" Seeing the nod, she sits down in her seat, relaxed.

Upon hearing her sister speak up about money, Tanya says, "Got paid. I have my share here, Mistress." Handing her a wad of cash. She knows that it's not a lot; a lot cheaper than rent. Just want to do her part and help her Master with groceries and bills.

Sasha smiles at their Pet, and says, "Thanks for this. Both of you, and for keeping this on the down low. Master is a.... stressed at the moment since jobs are thin. He's so chivalrous and doesn't want me to pay for anything. Everything that you provide helps with groceries, gas and whatnot. The utilities, wireless/internet, and taxes, I pay out of my pocket. Speaking of wireless, I have a group rate with my carrier, and we have 5 lines thus far. I don't know who you're with, but if you're interested in switching to my carrier, you get a better rate. Up to you. Just thought I toss it out there, since you are his betas."

Both girls look at each other and shrug their shoulders. Tanya speaks up, and says, "If you show us your plan and rate; we'll consider it. Guessing this is a write-off for Master's company? Am I right?"

"You're gorgeous and smart. Yeah, we offered our rate with baby-girl, and the twins. It slipped my mind. It's something to think about. Could be one less bill to think about. Just saying." Sasha says with a grin.

Vivian says, "I'm interested; and from the looks of it, my beta sister is too. Definitely free us up on some money. However, we want to do our part and help with Master. We love that he's chivalrous, but we're independent women who want to help their man. You know what I mean, Mistress."

Sasha nods her head as she flips another pancake. She says, "That man up there does a lot for us. Keeps our minds fresh and our bodies used. Tried to mention helping, but he won't budge. I know the harem will definitely help when jobs are scarce. No one wants to see our man working at fast food chain to keep this business afloat." Looking up at the ceiling, she mumbles, 'God willing.' Shrugging her shoulders, she says, "The reno is on me, but the enormous bed is on him. We're both tackling things slowly. Baby-girl mention a tankless water heater, 'Hot-water on demand'. Bet that would definitely help us with the amount of baths we take." Hearing the giggles, she knows they get dirty often, and it's just not from running out in the woods, either. She goes on, "If you can think of anything else; please let me know. Did you ladies want any more pancakes?" Hearing 'Me!' from both of them, she brings over a plate. Grabbing the empty plate, she returns, making more for her lovers.

* * * * *

Something roused Sam awake from his deep sleep. With outstretched hands, he searches for a warm and soft body to cuddle up, too. But only finds cold sheets and no depressions. With a deep sigh, he knows that they're out and about doing God knows what. Hearing his grumbling stomach, he needs sustenance. Fucking two beta sluts takes a lot of energy, hence why he fell asleep. Reluctantly, he rolls out of bed and makes his way to the door. Heading out, he slowly makes his way to his old room to fetch some clothes. However, upon reaching his old door, he feels a need to use the facilities close by and empty his bladder. After that's done, and washing his hands, he tackles the clothes. Pushing open the door, he heads to his closet to grab a t-shirt and shorts, then to his dresser to grab some boxers. As he gets dressed, he looks at his old bed and sees his omega silhouette under the sheet and is sound asleep. Can't help himself. He walks over to the bed to give her a light peck on the lips and a tit squeeze. To his shock, she doesn't even stir. Listening close, her snores are light and even which suggest that she's in a deep sleep. Not wanting to wake her, he tiptoes out of the room and heads downstairs in hopes of any leftovers from breakfast.

Seeing his slut working over the stove, he walks into the kitchen and gives her a hug, kiss and a generous ass squeeze for her comfort. Seeing her smile from the interaction, he asks, "Did you have a good morning, Mistress?" Remembering to call her new designation than calling her slut.

Sasha turns her head and her eyes rakes up and down with hunger. She says, "I did, Master, and yet I still hunger for you. I know you're hungry and in need of calories, since you burn a lot from fucking my two sisters behind me. I'm jealous, but know that my turn is coming and I am looking forward to it. Grab the plate and get started. Still making extra if Tessa wakes up or baby-girl comes home."

Looking at the breakfast nook, he sees his beta-sluts staring at their interactions and only offers a brief smile towards him. Turning back to his slut... mistress, he says, "Speaking of Tessa, she's in a rather deep sleep. She didn't even stir when I gave her a kiss and/or a squeeze. Is she alright?"

Sasha motions to have a seat and get eaten before sharing the news with him. Having all eyes on her, she explains, "After your fuck-fest with your two betas, you passed out. I picked up the reins and played with Vivian for a while. Then Tessa wakes up on the wrong side of the bed and blamed me for not being with her last night." Letting that absorb, she can see that her Master figures things out cause she was with him all last night. Continuing, she says, "She proceeded to head to her room hoping to get some sleep but failed. Feeling her emotions, I stopped my playtime with Viv and went over to help calm her down. From there, she said, 'Something last night pulled her out of REM sleep and kept her there for over 30 minutes.' We all know she's gifted, and it has to be something strong to get her subconscious to do it while she's sleeping. Hopefully, in time, she can figure it out. So being her lover, I tried giving her a couple wonderful orgasms, along with some scissoring to get her knocked out. To my luck, it still didn't work."

Looking at all of them, Sasha grabbed all their attention. However, she's afraid of sharing the next news and what it means to the harem. Taking a moment, she says, "We cuddled and she couldn't stop thinking or calming her mind to sleep. So I stepped in." Leaving it hanging, she goes back to making more pancakes. It was her sister Vivian that asked, 'Stepped in, how?' Mumbling to herself, she says, "I hypnotized her in sleeping for a couple of hours." Suddenly everyone stops eating and you can hear a pin drop if there was one. Turning around, she sees their stares and then sees her Master ready to speak up. Before being ostracised, she says, "Before you say anything, none of you were there, and I would never do it unless it was absolutely necessary. She was so wound up tight this morning that I worked twice as hard to calm her down. We have a supernatural job tonight and she needs to be in the right mind and shape for it. Made an executive decision and knocked her out for three hours. She will wake up, fully rested and with a smile on her face. Questions?" Hearing none, she says, "Please, for the life that is holy, don't say a word to her or talk about it. I don't want this to be common knowledge, but yeah, I can help with minor stuff like that with supernatural beings, but can do a lot more toward 'Norms'. Hope I said enough."

Both her sisters look at each other, and express their shock with, "Wows," but with Sam, he questions, "So you're saying that Tessa's in a deep sleep and won't wake until three hours? With that said, I could go up there, fuck her ass and she will not stir?"

Flipping the pancake, Sasha shakes her head and says, "Yes, Master, you could, however I would never let you touch what is ours. I promised her..." Leaving it blank, cause she doesn't want to threaten her Master. Turning her head, she gives him a firm stare and with her eyes, she conveys, 'Don't you dare.'

Sam chuckles to himself and says, "For the record, I was just questioning the power of your hypnotism, and I would never do that unless I had absolute consent. I care for everyone that shares my bed and board within our home. So you can rest easy, Mistress."

Tanya looks over at her Master and asks, "Out of curiosity, you're not calling her slut any longer, but being respectful by calling her mistress instead. Right?"

Sam looks over at hiss beta-pet and nods his head. He goes on and says, "We talked about it last night. Mistress will always be my first slut, however going forward, I should be respectful to people who don't know our special relationship. She's indeed the Mistress of the Dire, and to his household. She's Mistress to the women of the harem. So going forward, she will be known as Mistress." But in his mind, he says, "My mistress, that I love to fuck every single day. Feeding her my cock in all three of her waiting holes. Right?" Seeing and feeling her shudder in front of the stove tells him all. Smiling, he says, "Now you know. Nice observation, Pet."

Everyone resumes eating their breakfast, but Sam reaches out to his Mistress and says, "You did the right thing. She needs to be in top shape for our mission tonight. However, going forward, you need to ask permission to hypnotise one of your sisters in the future. You are one powerful slut, and glad to have you as my main squeeze. But if I hear anything that you're doing this to any of us, then punishment would be severe. Got me?"

"I understand, Master. However, you know I wouldn't ever do it to you or my sisters. But to be clear, hypnotizing supernaturals is difficult because our minds are wired differently. This is probably the max that I could do to you. But for 'Norms', they're very easy to manipulate. Just wanted to bring it to your attention, Master, and to guide you on what I can and cannot do. Love you." Sasha says to him with her mind, with lots of emphasis on the love part through the bond.

Sam nods his head and says, "Thanks for sharing my cock's wake-up alarm. Have you heard anything from baby-girl?"

Hearing his new designation for her, Sasha giggles as flips her 12th pancake. Feeling her cunt dripping with need, she says, "Haven't heard anything. It's been a few hours; stay strong love. She will come back to us; I am sure."

With everyone's bellies full, they all helped clean up the kitchen. Mistress put all the leftovers in a sealed container for either Tessa and/or Heather if she returned in time. Once the kitchen's cleaned, they all moved to the Living room. There they watched another episode of Sex Education. With all his betas glued to the TV, both Sasha and Sam are looking at each other. Sasha, more so wanting, but for Sam, he hungers for her. But his heart is thinking of his baby-girl. Shocking it is, everything changed from a single bite and now his world's surrounded by beautiful women who crave his touch, amongst other things, and intrigue. Dealing with a conspiracy: an elite vamp working with werewolves to kill his fellow vamps, but for what? The most obvious reasons are power and/or money, but who would do that to their own and start a war? Granted, it's on a small scale, but could eventually start something if left unchecked.

* * * * *

Heather steps out from her mother's BMW X3 with a bouquet. She pulled along the edge where the pavement met the grass at Mountain View Cemetery. She spent her morning gathering information--bank records, the lease, and everything else she might need if things went wrong after tonight. Better prepared than not; her life is sealed in a manila folder sitting on the passenger seat. As for the flowers, it's for someone she hasn't seen or chatted with in a long time. Walking a short distance, Heather gets down on her knees and places the flowers into the urn. Picking and cleaning the dead ones out first. It's been a long time coming. As she peers at the headstone, she reads: Sarah Cooke, her mother. She passed away from cancer 7 years ago, and left Heather devastated. She had to raise herself from that moment onward. Technically, she was doing that way before while her mother fought the cancer, but in the end it won.

Still on her knees, she says, "It's been awhile, I know. Been busy. Working..." She stops and looks around to see if anyone is close by and seeing none. She's about to say it but doesn't. She thinks it, cause you never know if someone is listening in through a bug or high-powered radio. Still looking at the headstone, she continues, "Been working in a blood lab, cataloguing blood samples and analyzing them. It's something I enjoy, and in doing so, I met someone." Snickering, she recounts everything and shares, "I had to pursue him, but he's everything I want. He makes me feel special every day, and I love teasing him. Yeah, I know. Should've waited and let it draw out before wedding bells, but it was love at first sight. I think you would've liked him." Taking a breath to scrounge up her courage, she says, "Today... fate takes control over my life. A part of me fears this, but my analytical mind is prepared. Worked hard for the last few months, finding a solution. I hope it pans out; so I can be close to the one/s I love. I'm sure it will work, but you're the one that told me to have a backup plan just in case. That's the reason I am here today, Mama. I want you to say a brief prayer for me, cause I'm taking a big step... that will blow the new world open. Can't share the details, but if it works, I will be the first... Getting ahead of myself. Anyhow, I miss you so much. My new family, probably worried about me, but I had to come and pay my respects. Don't know what the future will bring. Hopefully, another sunrise and more. Love you, mama bear." Standing up, she peers at the headstone as silent tears fall from her face. Grabbing the dead flowers, she walks over to the trashcan further down to chuck the waste. As she heads back to her vehicle, a black Cadillac CTS with tinted windows pulls up not far from her. She notices it, but shrugs it off. Everyone pays their respects to the dead at some point in their lives.

The man in the Cadillac watches the young woman stride to her vehicle. Copying the plate for reference later. Sadness on his face that she's all grown up now. As he watches her drive off, he steps out of the vehicle and walks over to Sarah Cooke's grave. Peering down on it, he says, "You fought hard, and yet easy enough. Now she's all alone and you can't stop me any longer. I want to be part of her life now. I know it's late, but every girl needs her daddy." Chuckling to himself, he heads back to the car, but before he does, he makes a call. Dialling the number, he says, "Hey, need any information on a grey BWM X3, license plate number... Text me the info. Yeah, thanks." Getting back into his car, he says to himself, 'Found ya. Finally. Your mother hid you well. Time for you to know who your actual family is.'

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Looking at the clock, Sasha does the math in her head and knows that her lover will wake up any minute. Sure enough, she feels her emotions through the bond, and hears, 'Baby, what time is it? That nap sure helped my mood. Where are you?' Smiling over at her Master, she says, "It's close to 11:30am; I know it's way past what you would've liked but you needed it. There are leftover pancakes in the kitchen. As for your family, we're in the Living room. Look forward to seeing you, baby."

Looking over at her Master, she relays the message and sees his smile. Hearing his thoughts makes her smile in return. He said, 'Glad she got a good rest that she needed and that she's in better spirits. Thanks for letting me know, Mistress. You have my permission to make her a plate; bet she would love something sweet.' But the innuendo was not on the syrup but what's between her legs. Smiling as she gets up, she looks over at him and is about to say something but he beats her to the punch with, 'I know.' Still smiling, she heads to the kitchen to warm up the pancakes for her lover.

Sam snickers as he watches his first cum dumpster leave to prepare breakfast for their lover. He's enjoying the company with his two betas as the episode ends. As it does, Vivian jumps from her spot and gives him a kiss on the cheek before she leaves. He asks, "Where are you off to?" In her wake, she says, 'Got to get ready, Master. Leaving for home in 20, and then off to work, I go. Love you.' Looking over at Tanya, wondering if she'll leave, but she has a big smile on her face and says, 'Not yet, Master. Still got about an hour before I have to get ready. I know you hate seeing us go, but I am off tomorrow.'

Tanya leans in and says, "If everything goes well, you can claim my second to last hole. She misses you, Master." She giggles to herself as her eyes light up from telling him. Snuggling closer, she says, "Care to watch the next episode?"

Seeing her joy, he shrugs his shoulders and says, "Why not, Pet." Clicking on the button it plays and the next episode comes on. Feeling her enthusiasm as she presses against him, he enjoys her company. Twenty minutes later, they hear, 'I'm leaving.' Pausing the show, both of them head to the Foyer to wish their lover a great day at work.

Tanya's the first to give Viv a hug and a very sensualist kiss, followed by a nibbling her bottom lip. Pulling back, they both stare at one another with hunger. Both Sasha and Sam look on with amazement. Tessa says her goodbyes and steps back to let her lover go next. Sasha's next to wish her sister a great day. Last, Sam. Giving her a hug while grabbing her bubble butt. They pull apart, but it's Vivian that steps forward to kiss her Master. Through the kiss, she says, "Thanks for a lovely morning, Master. Wish you luck on today's festivities. See you tonight, my love." Pulling back, Sam gives her a quick nod, and says, "Have a great day, beta. Love you." As he smacks her derriere as she leaves. Vivian feels the moisture building between her legs, but all she can do is turn her head around to give her Master a sultry look while she walks out of the door.

Watching her leave, they all head back to watch the last 30 minutes of the show. Looking at the clock, Tanya smiles and says, "No time for this naughty girl. My turn to get ready." Before she leaves, she leans over to kiss her Master on the cheek. Giving him a nod, she leaves him on the chaise and heads upstairs to get ready.

Sam turns off the TV, and heads to the Foyer. Tessa and Sasha wish their sister a good night. Sam takes a moment and hugs his beta for a while. Squeeze her ass, he feels her shift slightly. Reaching out to her, he says, "Are you okay, Pet?"

Caressing his hair, Tanya replies, "I'm fine, Master. It's not because I'm sore that's the problem. I have Mistress' large butt plug in. And you inadvertently caused a sensation to radiate throughout me. I put it in to keep you from leaking out; so I will slosh throughout the day thinking of you. Thanks for claiming your Pet this morning. Love you, Master."

Sam squeezes her ass again and says, "Love you more, Pet. It's no problem at all. Glad to feel you again, and perhaps next time I will deposit it in another hole. Have a good day, Pet. I believe your ride is here. Call if you need me."

Tanya pulls back and gives him a quick peck on the lips. Closing her eyes, she bows her head before turning around and waving byes to her family. She hears Mistress in her head, 'Are you ok, Pet? You're walking funny.' As she walks down the driveway, she replies, "Took your large butt plug to keep Master's essence a while longer. Hopeful my body will absorb some of his essence. You know what they say, 'Waste not, want not'. I guess I should've asked first, Mistress. Sorry."

Sasha smiles at her sister and says, "Don't be, Pet. We all want his essence to last longer. I will let this go if you bring home another set of steel plugs. It seems everyone wants to borrow mine. Have a good day, baby. See you tonight. Love you."

Opening the door, Tanya waves at her Mistress, and says, "Will do, Mistress. Good luck to you all. See you tonight." With a smile, before closing the door. Feeling the slight twinge of discomfort, followed by a wave of pleasure. Feeling the sloshing of his essence in her bowels, she misses him already. Reaching out to all of them, she says, "Love you."

Sasha closes the door with a smile on her face. Turning around, she looks at her two lovers and asks, "What shall we do now?"

Sam turns to his lovers and says, "I don't know about you, Tessa, but I didn't take a shower yet. Going to head upstairs to catch a quick one. Both of you are invited if you want; if not, I will see you all later." With that said, he heads upstairs.

Tessa looks at her lover and says, "Going to join him; didn't take a shower either after our love making. Still surprised that I fell asleep afterwards, but I am glad I did, cause I feel much better. Care to join me, lover?"

Sasha smiles and says, "I could use a shower, too. Got to save water, right? Why not share one? Perhaps we can even get dirty again. What do you say?" Both of their eyes look up and stare at their man. Smiles adorn their faces as they hold hands and climb the stairs to join him.

As the girls enter the Master suite, they see their man has already taken off his clothes and is heading to the washroom. Seeing him naked, Sasha bites her bottom lip as she watches her Master lead the way. Her eyes never leave his ass. She thinks to herself, 'Perhaps I am an a ass type of gal. Can't stop staring at a sexy ass; whether it's female or male'. However, his snickering in her mind silenced her thoughts. Replying, she says, "Stop laughing at me, Master. Everyone has their kinks; even you, Master."

Sam chuckles as he turns on the shower and trying to find a reasonable temperature. He says, "Yes, I have my fair share, Mistress. However, I like every part of a woman's body, cause they are gorgeous creatures and they come in all shapes and sizes."

"Well said, Master. I agree with you there, and they taste totally different. Now with men, I have my eyes only on one in particular, and that's you, Master. No one comes close in my eyes. You're everything I want," Sasha says to him.

Sam's rinsing his body and replies, "Not even the guy from that show, um, The A-Team that you liked? As much as I enjoyed discussing things with my favorite slut, but your dilly-dallying. Our lover has beaten you to it and is about to come into the washroom to join me. Better hurry."

Sasha stops thinking and gazes at the washroom door. Sure enough, Tessa's all naked, with her hands on her hips waiting for her. Rolling her eyes, she says, "Sorry. Master and I are having a discussion. Guess I can't do two things at once."

Tessa shakes her head and says, "You can, baby; it just depends on who's on the receiving end." Giving her a snickering smile.

"Har, har. I'm coming. There. Done. Let's head in and shower together." Sasha says as her eyes roam over her lover as they settle on her derriere. 'Definitely an ass, woman. Can't help it. Tessa's got a nice ass.' She tells herself as they step into the shower enclosure. They watch their man step back and offer them to rinse while he lathers his body. Each of them takes turns rinsing their body. The temperature is perfect as it relaxes their muscles and sets the mood. Reaching out to her lover, she says, "Did you want to help me give Alpha a blowjob?" Seeing the nod, they turn off the shower and kneel.

Sam sees his lovers down on their knees and knows what they want. Walking forward, he sees their eyes light up when they see his limp cock jump to semi-hard. Watching them reach out and stroke him as their eyes glare up at him. They attentively let go of his member to touch his thighs as they lean forward to lick one of his balls before using their lips to caress his cock from base to tip. From there, they do their own thing. Sasha licks and caresses his cock from underneath, while their lover strokes him and suckling his balls. Having two women providing this service is sensational. However, he wonders if there's a plan. Knowing his slut, there's always a plan. He knows her holes need servicing, however, Tessa only has one, unless she wants him to claim her ass. Reaching out to his slut, he asks, "Any plan?"

Sasha snickers in her head and says, "Always. You need to satisfy my needs and our lovers. However, you need to shoot it into her tiny pussy. She was a little irritable this morning, and I bet her period is coming soon. Definitely worried that she's not living up to her Alpha's standards or duty as an omega."

Sam immediately looks at his Mistress and says, "You know that's horse shit, right? Her only duty is being my second in command of my pack and sleeping with me from time to time. Getting pregnant isn't on my list. I know she thinks it's her duty, but not one that I'm enforcing." As he feels his Mistress deep throat him in getting his cock rock hard for their holes.

"Preaching to the choir. I get you, Master, but she's getting frustrated that it's not happening. I think it's all in her head, and not willing to share her thoughts about you. Deep down, she's in love but doesn't know how to express it just yet with you. Once it does, then and only then, it will get easier for her. IMO." Sasha says to him as she looks up at him. Pulling off of him, she passes his cock to her lover and stands up. Pressing herself to him, she combs through his wet locks and says, "Love you, Master." As her lips claim his.

Tessa grabs his cock and goes to town. Deep throating and using her textured tongue to get his semi-hard cock standing straight up. Her hazel eyes look up at them kissing one another. Internally, she's smiling, but she feels it in her heart. Running over 900+ miles for him, but to only fall in love with his first. She has feelings for him, but they're not there yet. Knowing he's the only guy she'll ever be with unless Alpha perishes from another alpha. Deep down, she hopes it never happens, cause little by little she's growing fond of him and what he stands for. Taking her mind out of the equation, she sees her lover hiking up her leg for easy access. Smirking, she backs off before pulling Alpha's load from him. Grabbing his cock, he angles it into their lover's cunt. Reaching out to him, she says, "You can re-claim your first slut's hole/s before my own, Alpha. Just direct me as you take hers, but definitely looking forward to you taking mine."

Sam drives into his Mistress and feels her clamp down on him. Taking a breather, he asks, "Am I taking your anal virginity today? See the plug through her eyes; just wondering?"

Standing up and pressing herself up against her lover's back. Her hands caress her back, wrap around to squeeze her 36 DDD breasts before clawing her side of her heart-shaped ass. Taking a sweet breath, she replies, "Not today, Alpha. With each plug, I am getting closer to your size. However, today is all about baby-girl. As much as I want it, we should focus on her than my wants. Plus, I hate to walk into battle awkwardly; if you know what I mean."

"True, you got me there. However, you're a werewolf, and I bet your ass will heal long before we reach the cemetery tonight. But again, it's your decision, and I respect it. When you're ready, I will gladly take and enjoy it. So with that said, help me pleasure your Mistress' holes and will gladly fill yours after. Sound good, baby?" Sam asks. Seeing her eyes stare at him, he hears, 'Sounds good, alpha. She's the creamy filling between us; so let's enjoy her, together.' Now it's his turn to look at her and nod.

With her help, they push Mistress to her limits, and making her cum much harder than if she was with Master alone. She enjoys these moments with her lovers, and sometimes threesomes like these are what the doctor ordered. However, all good things come to an end. With 3 orgasms a piece in both of her holes, it's time to pass the baton or cock to her lover. So she instructs Tessa to lean against the wall and stick that sexy ass for both of them. Before her Master mounts her, she says, "Let me clean you up, Master." But with her mind, she says, "I will help push our lover harder, just like she did for me. Thanks for claiming your cum-slut again. Enjoy her pussy, my love."

Sam looks at her but through the bond sends his hunger and added love for her. Seeing her unsteady, he orders her on her knees to clean his cock and help him take their lover from behind. Feeling his cock being squeezed and milked by his first slut gets him there. But she pulls herself off with an audible 'pop'. She guides him into their lover and shockingly enough she's hungry for him. Thrusting all of him into her, he feels her folds separate and accept all of him. Clamping down, she tilts her head back and moans her release.

Sasha reaches out to her lover and says, "Doesn't Alpha feel glorious? With the plug in your ass, you feel all of him much better. This is what it would feel like if you were double penetrated. Granted, I doubt Alpha would do this, but you feel quite full. Enjoy your orgasms, lover. We will coax you through. Love you."

For the next 20 minutes, he pounds Tessa's pussy while listening to her moans getting louder. After her two orgasms, his slut busy working her magic in licking her lover's clit and the underside of his cock exiting her.

Tessa feels her lover licking and caressing her curves. Trying her best to stave off the orgasms, to enjoy both of their soothing techniques. After cumming a second time, she feels the next one close. Both of her lovers are taking their time building this up. She can feel it in her core that this will be a doosey. Feeling Alpha's hands on her hips, and the pressure of his cock driving deep, she feels her eyes rolling backward and her moans escalating. In her mind, she wonders, 'How much more can I take? They're pushing me to my limits and yet holding off the third orgasm.' When she thinks it will last forever, a switch goes off and feels him increasing his tempo. Pounding in her faster, feeling him getting thicker with each thrust into her. Her mind screams, 'FUCK', but hears him say, 'MINE'. She replies, "Yes. Yes, Alpha. I am yours." Afterwards, her mind yells, 'Put a baby into me, Alpha. The pack needs it.' Hearing his grunt, she feels his cock blast his cum deep into her womb. Pushing her into her next orgasm was much harder than expected. She feels her legs give way, but luckily her Alpha keeps her upright as he continuously blasts volley after volley of his essence into her womb. Some of it leaks out, but feels her lover licking it up. Smiling, she knows her inner cum-slut will be happy. Her whole body shudders through her epic third orgasm. She's a rag-doll, and feels her Alpha lifting her upwards, changing positions of how his cock hits her by snaking his arm through her breasts and grabbing her neck. Reaching out to him, she says, "Always yours, Alpha. Never let me go." When the last blast of his cum shoots into her, she feels very sated and tired.

Throwing out her arms, she braces herself against the wall with some support from her lover, Sasha. Feeling him pull out is a sadden reminder he can't stay in her all the time. When she feels her sister's lips licking up any leftover essence, she shudders from the sensitivity as well from sensations itself. Looking over her shoulder, she watches Alpha head back to the shower to rinse and scrub himself clean. Giving him a nod, she says, "Thanks, Alpha. For claiming me again."

Sam shakes his head and says, "You don't have to thank me, Tess. You're my girlfriend, and we just fucked. Whenever you feel the need for my cock, just ask, baby. All your sisters do, cause they love to feel whole. You do it because it's your duty. As your alpha, I don't consider it your duty to get pregnant. It will come when you're ready. I do it, because I enjoy the time we share with each other, and I love your special holes. So the only one that should say 'Thank you' is me. Thank you for giving yourself to me, Tessa. Hope you enjoyed those orgasms, cause I sure did in giving them to you. Enjoy your shower with your lover. When you're done, come join me in bed." Giving her a final nod, he leaves his two lovers to finish each other and clean themselves up. Grabbing a towel, he dries off and heads back into the Master suite to relax in bed.

Sasha gets her fill and stands up beside her lover. Looking at her, she says, "You don't have to say anything. Just let it sink in, but in the meantime, let's clean each other and head back to bed. Do you need help?" Seeing the nod, she says, "Just lean on me, baby. I got you. Those orgasms were powerful, weren't they? Glad you enjoy your time with him." With that said, she pumps body wash into her palm and scrubs her lover's body, lathering every inch of her, including all those erotic places. Enjoying her time, she says, "Rinse off, and lean against the wall. I will be quick." Cleaning herself, she follows her lover to rinse before the water turns cold. She really needs to look into 'Hot Water On-demand'.

Heading out together, Sasha tosses her lover a towel before grabbing hers. Drying each other off, they head back into the bedroom to spoon up to their man. Sure enough, Tessa nods off to sleep as she pulls her Master head down for a kiss. With her mind, she says, "You really worked her over. Hope she will be wide awake to our outing tonight. Any thoughts on dinner?"

Sam shakes his head, but says, "No." Enjoying the last few pecks from his first love. He continues, "We should wait for baby-girl to decide. My guess will order in, since it's the three of us. When will she..." He doesn't finish the sentence cause they hear the garage door open. Slightly shifting from underneath them, he's stopped by his mistress.

Sasha pushes him against the bed and says, "Let her come to you. I know your eager to see her and have many questions. Give her time." Seeing him accept it, she continues to enjoy cuddling up to him and his warmth. They enjoy each other but their minds are listening to baby-girl as she enters the house. With each step, they wonder where she's going, cause it's not up the stairwell. Making their own assumptions, they finally hear her climb the steps. Snuggling, they hear the door finally open to see her standing.

Heather sees her family, all naked in bed, and feels sad she wasn't there to join them in their threesome. Stepping inside the room, she wants nothing more than to run and jump in bed with the three of them. But seeing her sister sleeping, she crawls over to her mommy and daddy. Wrapping her arms around them, she says, "Missed you both. I know you have questions, but all will be clear later. Just want to enjoy this moment with the people I love most, even if one of them is sleeping."

Hugging her back, Sam's hand slides down to grab her derriere, while Sasha holding back. To her amazement, she hears, 'It's ok, mommy. You can grab it too. Daddy loves my ass, and I know you like them, too. I am a breast type of girl and love looking and suckling on yours." Feeling her mother's firm grip, she says, "Doesn't it feel good?" Seeing the smile, she leans forward to kiss her mother's lips, then her daddy's. Still snuggling with both of them, she asks, "Any ideas for dinner?" She's shocked to see both Sam and Sasha look at one another before they set their eyes on her. It's her daddy that speaks up first, 'Any ideas, baby-girl? We're thinking of ordering in; so the sky's the limit as they say. Feel like Greek?' To which she shakes her head, "No, I had that for lunch. Order whatever you like, I am paying. Just check if they have a salad, ok daddy." Feeling their arms around her, she knows she's loved and home.

Chapter 20.4

Heather rolls onto her back next to her mother. Laying there, relaxing and reminiscing about the past two months together. The original triad having their moment while Tessa sleeps. Suddenly it becomes quiet and Sam asks, "So what do you think Rochelle will throw at us this time? More ghouls?" Both he and Mistress laughs, but Heather's all serious.

"I would prepare for anything at this given moment. However, it's just not us. She's testing us out with a free-for-all. She's devious enough to throw a curve ball; I bet she's calling for ultimate chaos tonight. So she can raid the vaults looking for her next heirloom." Heather says as she looks at the ceiling. It gives her mommy and daddy time to dwell on what she said.

Nodding his head, Sam says, "Probably right. Definitely bringing the silver axes, but I have a feeling that we're fighting something other than ghouls, but what that is, I do not know. Guess will find out when we get there tonight. So, any ideas for dinner?"

Heather reaches over to interlace her fingers with Mistress. Feeling her cool fingers around hers, she says, "Let's get Japanese. Sushi up the yin-yang for starters, and teppanyaki. I will help Mistress with the order and daddy can continue to relax with sister in the meantime. Sound good?"

When Sam hears this, he knows something is up, but doesn't bring it out in the open. Turning his head to his slut, he says, "Sounds suspicious."

Patting his hand, Sasha looks over at him and says, "Perhaps. I think she wants to have girl talk. Do not worry about yourself, Master. I will share when I can. Enjoy our lover. Be back when I can." Turning to her right, she squeezes her baby-girl's hand, letting her know she's ready. Watching her slide out of bed, she follows and gets dressed prior to following her.

Reaching out to hold her hand, they descend the stairs slowly. Once they reach the Foyer, she heads to the Kitchen to get the menu, but pulled hard to follow Heather into her Lab. Following her in, she closes the door behind her and asks, "Spill. What's on your mind, and why did you bring me here?"

Letting go of her mother's hand, Heather continues to walk towards her desk to retrieve the manila folder. Grabbing it, she leans against the edge of the desk and says, "To give you this. If I gave it to daddy, he wouldn't understand, but I know you will." Handing it to her Mistress, she continues, "This envelope, essentially contains my life up to this point. All my banking accounts, condo title/mortgage, and my car. Basically, I added his name to everything in case things don't go my way. I want him to have everything, cause that's what he means to me."

Sasha's shocked that she covered every base, but in her premonition she didn't die. Her subconscious hasn't figured out the last premonition just yet, but in her heart, she knows her baby-girl won't perish. Seeing the tears slowly fall from her soon to be daughter-in-law, she's at her side in a flash. Setting the manila envelope on the desk, she has her arms around her lover. She whispers, "I know you're covering your bases, baby, but this isn't the end. My premonitions are never wrong; you survive. We don't know your plan thus yet, but you're a smart cookie and if anyone can pull this off, it's you, baby-girl. Besides, your daddy will not let you go, cause you mean so much to all of us. Love you so very much, baby."

Heather wraps her arms around her mother and hugs her tight. She whispers back, "Maybe so, but you're right. I prepare for the worst likely case scenario." Rubbing her sister's back, she says, "Thank you. For everything. Opening your relationship to add me and offering me to live with the two of you. Putting up with my moods; my analytical brain issues. But most of all, I just wanted to say, I love you both. Sincerely."

Sasha caresses her sister's back and says, "Love you more, baby-girl. You opened my eyes to a greater love than just with one person. Now I have sisters, lovers, and a man we all cherish together. I know you're scared, but your life doesn't end. This is just the beginning, baby-girl. You will make both of us proud. I just know it." With that, she leans in to kiss her daughter's lips. In doing so, she feels her own tears fall down. Chuckling to herself, she says, "You're making me cry too, baby. Come, let's not dwell on what might happen. Help me pick out what to order for dinner." Seeing the nod, they leave the Lab behind and head to the Kitchen, hand-in-hand.

With her tablet in hand, Sasha and Heather look up the menu for their favorite sushi place. Finding it, they make a list and call to place the order. Since they called at their busiest time, the receptionist says it might take up to an hour to fill the order. Sasha looks at her sister and says to the receptionist, "That's alright. We're not in a hurry but looking forward to eating your cuisine. Thanks again." She ends the call and says, "Well, that's ordered. Now we wait. What should we do in the meantime?"

Heather beams at her mother and says, "We can either head to the Living or Sitting room, and enjoy each other's company. What's daddy doing?"

Sasha smiles and says, "One moment." She blanks out and sees that he's still in bed, looking up at the ceiling, enjoying the warm embrace of her lover, Tessa. Pulling back, she says, "Just relaxing. It seems he's contemplating something, but definitely enjoying cuddling up to Tessa. Why do you ask?"

Shrugging her shoulders, Heather says, "I don't know. Normally, we would head back upstairs to be with our master. It feels weird that we're not doing that."

Sasha just smiles and says, "True, but we are waiting for our dinner order. Best to be close to the door than waiting for it upstairs. Besides, I know Master. He enjoys our company, but rarely has time for himself. Let him stew, cause he has a lot on his mind." They decide to head to the Living room to relax and continue their conversation.

As for Sam, he's still lying in bed, with his sexy omega cuddling up to him. Staring up at the ceiling, he's deep in thought. Tonight is the night, and yet he's constantly rewinding the premonition in his mind as if he forgot something. Settling it aside, he thinks about his other sluts, Sophia and Patricia. Knowing his pain slut, she sent him a text but too lazy to check it out. As for PT, she hasn't replied to any of his texts. 'Guess she's busy, or just playing hard to get.' He thinks to himself. Then his mind shifts to the women in waiting, like Cheryl, the assistant manager at VS. Surprised she hasn't called or texted. Guess she can't deal with sharing aspect; but it's not for everyone. Chrissy, from Home Depot. Nodding his head, she's definitely cute, and has a nice ass. Greta, the receptionist at The Firm. Definitely has an athletic build to her, however her blazer sure hid a lot; like breast size. One can only imagine what they look like, and if she balanced on the backend. Last, Rochelle. the Kitsune Witch. Definitely defying gravity with her sized breasts, but damn, she looked good. Her mind is unfortunately fixed on power/revenge. Shaking his head, 'There's more to life than those two things. But everyone has their own way of dealing with grief. Just wondering what she's looking for tonight, and how will she distract all of us. On an off note, his slut's trying to introduce set him up with Lauren, the lesbian. Woman never seizes. Shrugging his shoulders, he's definitely happy with the amount of women he has in his harem. Perhaps his omega is right, he needs to build. As of right now, he has more vamps than werewolves. Shaking his head, he needs to recruit; meaning he needs to bite more subjects.

Tessa listens to her Alpha's heart rate as it fluctuates. Been awake for a while now, and just enjoying cuddling up to him. She's been contemplating on what he said to her. Part of her wants to dwell on it, but it can wait. No, her sister's dilemma is more important. She wonders if her sister's plan will work. Biting her lip, she wants to share the news with her lovers, but she promised not to tell. She has a feeling that things will escalate and the truth will surely come out. Laying on his chest, she feels content cause listening to his heart relaxes her nerves. Part of her feels possessive of him, but that can't be true; can it? Shrugging her shoulders, she feels his essence sliding out of her tiny little pussy. Hugging him harder, she hopes today's the day she gets pregnant. With fingers crossed, she just lays back and enjoys her time with him.

The doorbell pulls both of them out of their revelry. Sam and Tessa scramble out of bed when they hear their lover say, 'Dinner's here. Your eating in the kitchen. See you in a few, loves.' They both stare at each other before heading to his old bedroom. Sam's following his omega and points out, "Baby, your kind of leaking there."

Tessa rolls her eyes and says, "Thanks, Alpha." And takes a detour to the shared washroom to mop up his essence. She's about to wash her hands afterwards, but licks her fingers instead. Grinning, she was shocked the taste wasn't half bad. Who knew that their shared essence tasted good? Turning off the light, she heads into her room to grab some clothes. As she enters, Alpha leaves and hears, 'See you downstairs, baby.' Giving him a nod, she opens drawers, pulling out underwear, shorts, and a t-shirt. Getting dressed, she's descending the stairs rather quickly. Taking an initial breath in, she can smell something delicious. Walking into the kitchen, she sees trays of sushi, fried rice, and variety of meat presented. Licking her lips cause they are dry, she can't wait to dig in. As she sits down next to Alpha, she looks at the variety of food once more and then looks at the two other women at the table. She says, "Thanks for ordering; it looks delicious. And with today's festivities, we're definitely going to need every calorie we can take."

Sasha gives her Master a look and sees his grin. Looking down, she hears him. 'The choice is yours if you need it. We both know what my blood does for you. I doubt you want to let loose in a cemetery with an audience.' Her response is tilting her head up and offering him a wicked grin.

Sam shakes his head. After saying that, he knew she would want that. God, she's so insatiable and exhibitionist. Seeing the grin, he says, "No." But gives her a look that it might happen down the road. Seeing her giggle slightly tells him she hopes it will happen. Nothing makes her wetter than an audience. Looking to his left, he sees Tessa digging in and pulling a sample of each and everything to her plate. Turning to his right, he sees baby-girl eating her cucumber rolls. Smiling to himself, he's happy that his women are eating and enjoying themselves. Looking at his Mistress, he sees her leaning over the breakfast nook. Shaking himself again, he says, "Mistress, really? Come, sit in my lap." Seeing the joy on her face says it all. He thinks to himself, 'What am I going to do with you?' Shockingly enough he hears, 'Hope you continue to fuck your slut's three holes and fill them up with your cum. Can't get enough of you, Master. Your cum dumpster needs constantly refilled.' With that statement, he rolls his eyes upward before grabbing a sashimi with his chopsticks.

Eating their fill, they're shocked that they're still more left over. Patting their tummies, Sam looks at the clock and sees its 15 minutes past 6. Looking at his ladies, he says, "We have little over an hour to get ready. I will head downstairs and grab the axes, along with my gear. Girls, help your Mistress, pack up the leftovers for both Viv and Tanya later. Once that's done, you can run upstairs and get dressed. Before we leave, baby-girl, can you pull up a schematic of the cemetery itself? I like to know where the crypts are located, cause that is where Rochelle will probably be. Sound good?" Seeing the nods, he says, "Break!" And everyone gets to it.

Heading to the Lab, Sam unlocks the secret passage by pulling down the book. Hearing the click, he pulls the bookcase back and descends to the basement. Flicking on the light switch, he descends the stone steps. As he gets further down, he immediately feels the temperature drop by several degrees. Heading to the walk-in vaults, he unlocks both to get his gear and the silver tip axes. Once he got his gear, he locks the vaults and heads upstairs. Setting the gear next to the garage, he heads upstairs to get dressed. Sadly, he won't be wearing his black fatigues, or his bounty hunter clothing. When doing supernatural jobs like these, you don't know what you'll be up against. Better to be free and shift than not at all. Heading to his room, he heads to his closet to pull out something old that's worth destroying later. He also grabs his shorts and t-shirt just in case he shifts momentarily.

Tessa barges into the room and asks, "What should I wear, Alpha, for this mission?"

Sam says, "I suggest you wear pants and some comfortable shoes. As for the top, I suggest you ask your lover. I don't know what we're up against, but I know she has gear for you to wear just in case. These types of missions, I want you to be flexible. Meaning, you're still in 'Norm' mode but you can change your fingers into claws if need be. Having you shift puts a target on your back. I know you're fast, but you're not bulletproof. If there's trouble, I rather put the target on me than someone I care about. Make sense?" Seeing the nod, he continues, "I will see you downstairs for the briefing."

As he leaves, he sends a message to his mistress, and says, "I want the girls wearing that special gear you got from K/C Customs. Tessa will ask you about it soon. Sound good?"

Sasha puts the last of the leftovers into the fridge. She replies, "Don't worry, Master. I will have everything ready for my sisters. Looking forward to testing out the Kevlar/Carbon Fiber weave again." Searching his feelings through the bond, she continues, "Master. Let it go. You're getting anxious. Breathe. Let fate do the heavy lifting, and just focus on the mission." Feeling him letting go through the bond, she hears, 'Thanks, slut. Needed that. See you in a few.' To which she replies, "Love you." Feeling his emotions through the bond, she feels his love back. Pulling out a couple of bottles of water and snacks from the cupboards, she makes up a pack just in case her lovers get hungry after the job is done.

After finishing the pack, she's heading to set it next to the garage, when she hears her lover in her head, 'Alpha told me to ask you about what should I wear for my top?' Smiling to herself, she says, "Meet me in my room. I will be there shortly. Love you."

Tessa smiles at that reply, and grabs her gear. Heading to the Master suite, she sees baby-girl getting dressed in black yoga pants. Upon a closer look, you can't tell if she's wearing panties or not. Curious, she asks, "Are you wearing panties or not, cause I can't tell?"

Smiling, Heather says, "I am. Wearing a thong. I know you're not into them, but they hide the crease on edges, and give your ass a smooth look. On a further note, they make panties that are ribless or no-show panties. Something to think about. Let me guess, you like the look?" Seeing the smile, she continues, "You like the smooth look on Mistress' derriere? Don't be coy. We all love staring, and she has a beautiful ass."

"Who has a beautiful ass?" Sasha says as she walks in on her sisters. Hearing their giggles, she's waiting, but hearing no reply, she drops it. Looking at both of them, she says, "Alpha wants you both wearing K/C Customs shirts tonight. We don't know what we're up against, but we want you both to be safe." Heading to the closet, she pulls out her K/C Customs military gear, along with 2 Carbon Fiber tank tops. Each one of them has their initials inside to distinguish who they belong to, i. e., their measurements. Watching them put it on, she gives a nod of approval. Looking over at her baby-girl, she says, "You're looking hot. Why don't you head downstairs and get everything ready for the briefing? Knowing Master, we'll be heading out after 7 to make our way to the cemetery." Seeing the nod, she watches her leave while taking off her clothes. She feels her lover's eyes on her, which is nice. It's making her feel extremely sexy, which is making her cunt wet knowing someone likes what they see.

After putting on a new thong, Sasha puts on the Kevlar/Carbon Fiber Spandex yoga pants. It's hard at first, but it expands and conforms to her body. It feels weird but better safe than sorry. Grabbing a pair of socks, she looks over at her lover and says, "Ready?" To which she hears, 'Born ready.' Extending her hand, she interlace her fingers with Tessa, and they both head downstairs to the Sitting room for the briefing.

As they reach the Sitting room, they see both Master and baby-girl interacting. Shockingly enough, it's not what they expected. They are both conversing about their plan at the cemetery. Usually they chat about their dynamic or something other than work related. Seeing them getting down to business brings a smile to their lips. Without hesitating, they both sit down on chairs next to the coffee table.

Both Sam and Heather become quiet as they see their other lovers coming in the Setting room. They wait for them to be seated before giving them their ideas of their own plan of attack. Seeing them seated, Heather takes the laptop and folds it back to become a notebook. Laying the map on the table, she says, "As you can see, the San Gabriel Cemetery looks like a massage gun. It's pretty much flat. However, it only has one way in and one way out. Now here's the problem, this cemetery is open from 8 am to 4 pm; so when we get there it will be closed. Good for us, but I think this cemetery locks up the gates. If that's so, we'll be walking in." Looking at their faces, she continues, "It's a long walk to the Mausoleum and the Crypts. Hopefully, the gate will be open and we can drive in. Now that's where we, (pointing at themselves) have a different opinion. Master wants to drive in and take the long route to circle around and park at the lower end of the handle. So we have no obstruction when leaving; straight shot out. However, my suggestion, we immediately turn right as we enter. By this map alone, the road is fairly wide that we could turn around if we need to."

Sam hears his mates giggling, and he asks, "Why are you like this? My way shows us what we're dealing with; granted it is the long way."

Sasha stops giggling and says, "We're not laughing at you, Master. But baby-girl has the better plan. Yeah, driving in and taking the long route might be good for identifying everything but we all know that Rochelle will either take the mausoleum or the crypts. The only thing we don't know is how she was going to keep all of us busy so she can do it? Not complaining, but a job is a job, but why go the trouble by doing this? Can't she just sneak in and check out those two areas without raising the dead?" She looks around and sees the girls nodding their heads in agreement.

Shrugging his shoulders, Sam says, "I think she does it for the laughs, and as a distraction, but I see your point. It's overkill, but as we learned from last time, she was testing us. Now when we get there, we'll have some competition for sure. Don't know how many outfits will show up for this party, but I want everyone on their best behavior. Meaning, I don't want to show our cards just yet. We can mingle, but keep your eyes on the prize. Got it." Seeing the nods, he continues, "We'll park just underneath the barrel of the gun. I will check the mausoleum, and you girls check out the crypts. We'll meet in the middle." Looking over at the clock on the mantle, it's 10 minutes after 7. Grabbing the notebook/laptop, he folds it back, and hands it to his baby-girl. Looking at his team, he says, "It's time. Let's grab our stuff and roll out." He stops for a moment cause that last part sounded like an 80s cartoon. Shaking his head, he follows his women to the garage. Each grabbing something to bring to the van.

As they approach, Sasha speaks up and says, "I will sit in the back. So either baby-girl or Tessa sits with me." Waiting for a volunteer, she heads to the rear of the van. Upon entering, she reaches out to him and says, "Just a thought, Master. We should've thought this through when we received these premonitions. There's four of us and only three seats. Too late to add another seat in the back. I will sit on the floor since I'm more durable." She hears his reply. 'I was thinking the same thing. As much as I like to take the other van, it doesn't come with the toys the internet van has, like OP's or hidden cubbies. Something to think about in the future.' Nodding her head, she says, "You're right, Master. Something that we should look into."

Tessa opted to sit in the back and have Heather upfront. Everyone knows Heather will be comatose when we come back. The only thing we don't know is if fate is lenient or she will fight to survive. She still feels has mixed feelings about the whole thing, and yet, she keeps her mouth shut. A promise is a promise; and she made one for her sister. Just hope she doesn't die because of it. Buckling herself in the seat, she sees her lover sitting against the other side of the van. Opening her legs up wide, she says, "Come here, baby. Yes, sit in front of me. I will keep you safe." Wrapping her arms and legs around Sasha.

Sasha has mixed feelings of her own. Yeah, today could be baby-girl's fateful day, but we'll not know until we get there. Having her lover's legs and arms around her, she feels grounded and enjoys the embrace. Being in your lover's arms helps relieve those feelings.

Sam pulls himself into the van and looks over at his baby-girl. He says, "Got everything?" Seeing the nod and the constant tap of her bag next to her. He starts up the van, pulls the emergency brake, and puts it in reverse. From there, they head South on N. Altadena Drive, bypassing I210. They make a right onto Sierra Madre Boulevard. Still heading south and looking for West Roses Road. Making a right there, and it's the third right after that to the cemetery. It's taken them about 30 minutes with all the lights to get there. Pulling up to the gate, they see it's wide open but no gatekeeper. Not trying to make a scene to check, they pull themselves into the cemetery and notices that it's not a one-way street. Looking over at his fiancée, he sees her smile and says, "You win." But shakes his head as he makes the immediate right. Driving down, he sees not one, but four utility vans parked on the left side of the road. Passing them, they park at their designated spot underneath the barrel.

Turning off the ignition, Sam steps out and walks around the vehicle to let his team out of the van, but first helps his baby-girl enter the backend first. Following up behind her, he sees his two mates standing in the back, inserting their COMMS. Looking at his Mistress, he says, "Going to bypass COMMS, cause if I need to shift, we'll lose another earpiece. Best to have you communicate with me directly."

Looking at Heather, he says, "Oracle, communicate to either Tessa or Mistress, and they'll relate to me." Seeing the nods, both Sam and Mistress say their goodbyes to their second companion before heading out. Tessa sticks around to say her goodbyes.

Tessa says, "Are you sure about this, sis? You can always change your mind."

Heather slides out from her seat and stands up. Walking up to her sister, she says, "I know, but it has to be this way. Both of them didn't have to share the news, but they did. They gave me a fighting chance. I know you have doubts, cause I have them too. Put in a lot of time and effort, rechecked my findings and this should work. After tonight, I should be something more. Whatever the outcome, I just want to say, 'I love you. We all do. You ran 900 plus miles for the Dire, but gained a family. You're not alone. Thanks for keeping this 'Norm' focused during those training days and playing with me afterwards. Hope to have more after tonight, if you're interested."

Tessa takes the last step and hugs her sister. Pulling her into an embrace, she says, "I never thought of you that way, sister. Yes, your 'Normal', but I looked at you for what you are, my oldest sister. Yes, we're all supernaturals in that house but I didn't care. Love you so much, baby-girl. Wish you the best."

Heather pulls back and says, "Did you just call me baby-girl?" Seeing the nod, she continues, "You're definitely becoming one of us. Thanks for acknowledging it; perhaps, you might become one someday." All she hears is, 'Maybe.'

Tessa pulls back and sees the tear that's ready to fall. Wiping it away, she says, "Stay strong, sister. I look forward to what you become. Love you." With that, she leans forward and kisses her sister's lips. It's supposed to be brief, but it seems baby-girl wants to make it last longer.

With her eyes still closed, Heather pulls back with Tessa's bottom lip between her teeth. Slowly opening her eyes, she let's go and feels that pull between them. Seeing her sister's hazel eyes light up, she knows she feels it too. Shrugging her shoulders to play it off, she says, "Better not keep your lover waiting. Thanks for the pep talk. Ugh, I better get to work." As she rubs her thighs together.

Seeing the cues, and her aura, Tessa says, "You don't have to hide it, sis. I know and feel the same. If it wasn't for judgement day, I would jump on you right now. But you're right, I better get out there before they miss me. Stay safe, and I will see you on the other side of this. Love you. " She doesn't linger to hear her sister's reply, and heads out. Stepping out, she closes the back door. Seeing both of her lovers close by, she walks up to them and sees Alpha handing her a silver edge axe. Grabbing it, she says, "Did I miss anything?" Seeing the shake of the head, she drops the axe down on its head and leans on it.

Sam sees his omega's jitters and knows that all three of them are worried. Trying to get their mind off things, he suggests, "Hey, let's meet the other teams. Perhaps get some insight into who we're up against. Shall we?" With a wave of his hand, both of his mates move forward and he follows behind.

Walking up to the first two vehicles, they meet John. He's the leader of Team Hannibal. They see them dressed in black fatigues, vests with lots of pockets and gear in them, but no weapons. Before asking them about the second set of vehicles, they approach and their leader, Pete, is with Team StrikeForce. With that name, Sam puts his head down to control his giggles.

Pete says, "Hey. Don't laugh. We had to come up with something. Team Hannibal was taken." Pointing a finger at John before shaking hands. Pulling apart, he says, "John, here, used to me my CO at one time and I created my own unit. From time to time, we help each other out with jobs that need a certain, manpower." Looking over at Sam, he asks, "What's your team called?" As his eyes roam over his mates.

Sam stutters, but Tess saves him. She says, "We're Team Dire."

Pete says, "Dire? What kind of ragtag outfit is that?"

Now Tessa stutters, but Sasha speaks up, and says, "Like in dire straits. If you're in extreme distress and need help, call Team Dire."

Sam looks over at his mistress and says, "Good comeback. Never would've come up with that."

Looking over at her Master, Sasha says, "Thanks, Master. They are also a band: Dire Straits, during the 80s. Great band."

Pete grimaces and says, "Great name. Wish we picked it. Damn. Anyway, is your team made up with all ladies? Nothing wrong with it, but seriously, are you sure you want to go in the field with women?"

Sam bites his tongue but says, "I do. You're judging them by their sex, however, I know what they're capable of and know that these two are more OP than all of you guys combined."

Oracle listens in and says to Sasha, "Tell daddy, that's a good one. I hope he knows what OP stands for, but he's definitely right about you two. Over."

Reaching out to her Master, Sasha says, "Oracle likes your comment. She hopes you know what OP stands for. What does it stand for, by the way?"

Sam smiles and replies, "Over powered. Thanks for the feedback."

John snickers at his friend for putting his foot in his mouth again. Shaking his head, he's about to ask a question of his own, but hears Sasha ask him a one.

"Did you name your team after Hannibal Smith?" Sasha asks.

Upon hearing her question, Sam covers his eyes out of embarrassment. Looking at all the guys present, no one will know who that is, but it's his mistress and he loves her. Putting both hands on top of his axe, he waits for John to answer it. And when he does, he smirks, because he was indeed right.

"Who is Hannibal Smith?" John asks.

Sasha's shoulders drop. Feeling slightly shocked, she says, "You know from the TV show, The A-Team." Looking at the fellas and seeing no recognition whatsoever. But she hears him in her mind, 'Nice one. Good try, but all these guys wouldn't be into the greatest show of the 80s.' Upon hearing that, she feels his comment as it works between her legs. She feels her nether lips get wet. Jumping up to contain her enthusiasm. She says, "Thanks, Master. Glad someone appreciates good TV."

Sam sees the bounce of her 36 DDD tits and smells her nectar flowing. He says, "Watch yourself, slut. Yeah, I said it. Both of your lovers can smell you. Just try to keep yourself contained. Shall we?"

With an exasperated sigh, Sasha says, "I will do better. Sorry, guys." As she conveys her thoughts to her lovers.

Tessa looks over at her lover and says, "You're just trying to be friendly. Nothing wrong with that, but Alpha is right. They have no clue. As for your nectar, keep it coming. I don't mind smelling it."

Sam rolls his eyes and says, "You two need a room or something. Geez, we're on a job and can't keep your mouths off of each other."

Tessa shrugs her shoulders and says, "Sorry, Alpha. We're in love. Can't help it. Oh, looks like John has a reply." She then hears her lover in her mind. 'Thanks, baby. Love you for that.' Which puts a smile on her lips.

John looks over at them perplexed, watching them look at each other. Clearing his throat, he says, "No. I named it after the general, who tried conquering Rome." Seeing their serious faces, he laughs and says, "Just teasing. It's my last name. John Hannibal." Laughing at their expense.

All three of them look at each other, and it's Sasha that starts laughing with them. To her surprise, her two other lovers join in. She then says, "Impressive choice, indeed." Even though in her mind, she says, "Dealing with some intellects here. I would've led into that, then say it's my last name. WTF."

Both Pete and John look at their weapons and ask, "Nice weapons. Kind of primitive, but definitely weapons. Why did you decide to bring those?"

Sam perks up and says, "We did two cemetery jobs prior and dealt with ghouls. To stop them, you need to cut off their heads. How would you do it?"

John looks at his friend Pete. Pete gives his man a nod, and sure enough, he brings him an AR-15 rifle with light. Grabbing the gun off his man, Pete says, "Fuck cutting off their heads. Easier to blow them off." Both Team StrikeForce and Hannibal rally with cheers to their leaders.

However, Team Dire was shocked by the amateurs bringing guns against ghouls. If you don't cut off their heads, how do you expect to get pain? Feeling the tension with his mates, he says, "That's nice and all, but is bringing guns to a cemetery a smart move. Once you fire that thing, the locals will notify police and they'll be here in minutes."

John shakes his head, looking at Team Dire as amateurs. They've been doing this job for years. He says, "That's why we brought suppressors. From the looks of things, your Team is fairly new. Nothing wrong about that, but when you're dealing with the supernatural, you need sophisticated hardware to bring them down. Deal with them first and ask questions later. Better to be safe and alive than dead. The only way to survive with those abominations roaming around."

Sam rolls his eyes. Sasha shakes her head. However, they see their lover's posture looking slightly grim. Reaching out to her, he says, "Stand down. Remember, it's just a word and they're 'Norms'. They have no fucking clue. It's too easy to wipe them all out and get this job done, but we're not murderers. Tessa?"

Standing a little straighter, Tessa says, "Under control, Alpha. You're right. We're not murderers, but clearly they have issues with that. Hope to God they don't use them." Suddenly the whole cemetery gets dark, and a tide of fog rolls in.

Sam wishes he brought an earpiece, but relays his thoughts through his mistress.

Reaching out to Oracle, Sasha asks, "Can you check the meteorologist's report for this area? Are we supposed to get fog and/or rain tonight? Over."

Heather pounds the keyboard and says, "Huh? From the meteorologist's report says, 'No such thing. It says it's 83 degrees and no rain in the forecast.' Has the temperature drop suddenly? Over."

Nodding her head, Sasha says, "It has dropped. Feels close to 70 or lower. Hmm."

Reading her thoughts, Sam says, "Magic. Rochelle's here and started the party. Look at the 'Norms'--their nerves are shot, and it's game on. They're getting outfitted. You two should run along. Going to head to the mausoleum and check to see if she's there. Be safe and watch each other's backs."

Sasha looks over at her lover and sees her smile. Shaking her head, she knows what she's thinking about. Replying to her Master, she says, "Will do. You be careful also, love." She then hears, 'Always.' Both of them watch their Alpha head to the mausoleum before looking at each other.

They're about to head to the crypts but hear John say, "Be careful out there. Watch each other's 6. Happy hunting." As he tips his hat to them before grabbing his gun and signals his team to pan out.

Heather stops looking at her screen, and just taps the hard case with her fingertips. She brought everything she needs to administer the blood sample. Now it's just a waiting game. Looking at the clock, it's 15 minutes after 8 pm. She mutters, "Let them search thoroughly, but I'll begin when the shooting starts." Rubbing the case with her finger, she's feeling itchy, but her thoughts dwell on if it will work or not. Taking a deep breath, she tells herself, 'You worked so hard, can't back out now when you're so close.'

Sam jogs over to the mausoleum. Feeling no eyes on him, he lets loose and is there in less than a minute. Opening up the door, he heads in. The lights are off but seeing movement, they automatically turn on. Looking down, he sees it comprises of two floors. Taking a moment, he stares through the darkness, and sees no sign of movement or hearing anything. Reaching out to his Mistress, he says, "Just entered the mausoleum. I detect no movement and hear nothing. Will do a thorough search. Are you in the crypts?"

Sasha looks at her lover and then says, "We all can't be like you, Master. We're surrounded by 'Norms' so we're walking there. We are about halfway there. I got a bad feeling."

Sam replies, "Really? You're going to jinx it already. Ugh."

"Sorry, Master, but it looks really creepy out here. We're literally walking in a cemetery when it's dark out with two feet of fog on our heels. What makes it worse is walking around with 16 trigger happy 'Norms' strapped with AK-15's hunting anything that bumps in the night. I know. I know, keep a positive thoughts. What could go wrong?" Sasha says back to him.

Sam says, "Point taken. Stay safe. Worst-case scenario, head back to the van or drop to the floor and play dead. I will speed things along." With that said, he jogs through the mausoleum and looks back and forth to see if anything stands out. Seeing the first stairway, he does the top floor first and work downwards.

* * * * *

Tessa, with her axe on her shoulder, looks over at her lover. She's been quiet ever since Alpha left for the mausoleum. Reaching out to her, she asks, "Are you okay, baby? You've been quiet. Which isn't like you at all."

Sasha looks over at her lover and says, "Sorry. Been talking to Master. He's in the mausoleum now, but doesn't feel her there. He'll do a thorough search, no matter what." Suddenly, her body goes rigid for a second and then relaxes.

"Hmm, perhaps. I sense that your anxious, or the surroundings bother you. Am I right?" Tessa says to her.

Tilting her head down, Sasha says, "You're very perceptive, baby. Yes. The darkness and fog as we shuttle ourselves across a cemetery to the crypts. It's freaking me out."

Tessa can't help herself and starts laughing, which brings her lover to ask why. She says, "Baby, you're a vampire, not a 'Norm'. They should be afraid of you than you being afraid of this cemetery. Besides, I am with you, a werewolf, and I wouldn't let anything hurt my lover. So perk up, cause I sense nothing."

Relaxing a bit internally, Sasha stops and says, "Thanks baby, for reminding me. Perhaps I am just embracing my humanity too much today." Stepping forward to give her a hug.

Giving her lover the attention she needs, Tessa breaks it off and says, "We better get back to work. Can't let Alpha down, can we?" Seeing the nod, they continue to head to the crypts.

Sasha feels better since her talk with her lover. However, shadows continue to play with her mind. She stops and says, "Did you see that?"

"See what? I detected nothing. Stop this, baby. It's just us with 'Norms' sweeping the surrounding graveyard. K?" Tessa exclaims.

Shaking her head, Sasha says, "We're not alone. Something is going on." Frantic looking around to find a glimpse of what she saw.

Tilting her head, Tessa says, "It's your imagination. Nothing is out there."

"I know what I saw. Fine. Let's keep moving." Sasha says to her.

They continue their trek to the crypts. As they get closer, images appear around them. The fog lights up with depictions of stray animals lurking around. But as we get closer to the crypts, they stop what they're doing and turn their attention on the people that are invading their space. Sasha stops suddenly and looks at the wolves, panthers, mountain lions, etc. Seeing their eyes on them. She crouches down, ready to fight if need be.

Tessa grabs hold of her arm. Looking around with her other senses, not relying on her eyes. She senses nothing. Looking over at her lover, she says, "I sense nothing. What you're seeing, baby, is an illusion. A very sophisticated one. Nothing to be concerned with. They're harmless."

Standing straighter, Sasha lets out a breath and says, "Are you sure? They seem so life like."

"Very sure, baby. I hear no heart beats and smell only ozone. Don't be afraid. Let's keep walking." Tessa assures her lover.

It dawns on her finally. This is Rochelle's MO. She's a Kitsune Witch, which deals with illusions. Shoulders drop and she lets out a frustrated laugh. Turning to her lover, Sasha says, "Rochelle is in the vicinity." Seeing a little confusion on Tessa's face, she continues, "She's a Kitsune witch, that deals in illusions. Need to notify Master right away."

Suddenly, they hear, "Thump, thump, thump. Ting, ting, ting." In the distance. Sasha looks behind her and says, "Shots fired. I repeat, shots fired." Into her COMMS.

Chapter 20.5

Tessa turns around and says, "Fuck me." As she brings her hand to her face, wiping it downward, she continues, "Stupid 'Norms'. Relying on their eyes rather than their other senses. If this keeps up, they'll damage property, or worse, they can literally kill us all, because of an illusion. We better haul ass to the crypts, cause I don't want to be in their crossfire." Looking over at Sasha, she says, "Tell Alpha the news. He better hurry, cause it's going to be a shit show sooner rather than later. RUN!"

* * * * *

Heather has been tapping her case, waiting, when suddenly she hears, "Kssssh. Shots fired! I repeat, shots fired." Sitting up in her chair, she sets the timer on her watch for 45 minutes before opening up the vacuum sealed case. As she opens it up, cold vaper rises while her eyes stare at the red cylinder within the injector. Taking a deep breath, she grabs the elastic from the case and ties it around her left lower biceps. Tying it tight, she makes fists with her hands to pop out the vein. Seeing it, she takes a deep breath to control her nerves. However, in her head, she says, 'Can't back out now. We're finally here. Don't chicken out.' Reaching in, she grabs the steel injector, and it's cold to the touch. Seeing the needle, she aligns it to her vein. Taking a few breaths, she knows once she presses it to her skin, the injector will take over. With a slight jerk of her arm, the needle penetrates her skin and into the vein. She feels a slight pinch, but watches the injector shoot her daddy's blood into her body. In less than a few seconds, the injector deliveres the blood and an anti-coagulant to seal the wound. Dropping the injector, she releases the elastic for it to be absorbed. Lastly, she taps the side of her watch to start the timer.

Instantly, she feels her daddy's blood taking effect. She feels slightly light headed, and can't concentrate on anything. Closing her eyes, she meditates and tries to calm the effects. Part of her is screaming, 'What did you do?' While on the other side, says, 'Finally. One way or another, I will no longer be 'Normal''. She gives it 5 to 10 minutes to take effect before getting out of the chair and see if she is still dizzy. Shockingly enough, she's no longer light-headed, but definitely loopy; as she snickers to herself. Watching her step, she slowly heads through the narrow walkway to the plastic UV curtain before the door. Opening it up from in the inside, she feels the cool breeze, and it helps wake her up. Stepping out, she tries to close the door, but her fingers slip off the door. Laughing at herself, she says, "Ooops. Oh, well. We're in the cemetery. Who's going to walk along and traipse themselves into the van? Nobody." Snickering to herself as she walks towards the crypts.

Walking along the asphalt, Heather constantly pulling her glasses on and off to readjust her vision. Staring at the crypts, she talks to herself, 'Why did we park so far away? Better hurry, time's running out and they need my help.' As she giggles to herself.

* * * * *

Sam receives his mistress' message, and replies, "Just finished the top level, and heading down to the bottom level." Re-analyzing the information, he says, "Fuck it. Heading to your position. Be there in a few." Shaking his head, he knows that shit hit the fan, and it's going down. Like it or not. He has to stop the 'Norms' at all costs or it will be a shit storm with a lot of fatalities.

Sasha suddenly stops, which stops Tessa in her tracks. Looking over at her lover, Tessa asks, "Why are we stopping?"

"Just spoken with Master, and he said, 'He's going to drop everything and join us.' He'll be here in a few seconds or minutes. I think our aim is about to change. Norms with guns will do it, and guess who will come to their aid -- supernaturals. Like it or not, someone needs to save these idiots." Sasha says out loud.

Tessa looks over at her lover and says, "Figures." As she hears more thumps followed by tings.

Descending the stairs, Sam exits the mausoleum on the Northeast side since entering the Northwest. Feeling slightly perturbed about not finishing the search, he heads Southeast. Jogging instead of running, he sees several 'Norms' sighting up and shooting at illusions. Running up to someone, he says, "There's nothing there. It's an illusion." But the rifleman doesn't hear him over the constant thumping of his rifle. Going a little further, he taps the gentleman on his shoulder, which it turns causes one of two things to happen. First, the gunfire ceases, which is good, but the rifleman swivels the gun and aims it at him. Swiping the gun aside, Sam says, "WTF, just trying to help. You're shooting at something that's not real. Their illusions. I know it's dark out here, and you're scared shitless, but if something out there that's glowing, sure as hell isn't the real thing. If you keep it up, you're going to increase property damage or worse, kill one of your own. I suggest you retreat until we apprehend the primary culprit. Understand?"

With his rifle pointed downward, the commando stares at Sam and says, "You're not my commanding officer, and can't tell me what I can and cannot do. This is a military operation. You're only a civilian, doing supernatural jobs on the side. I know you're trying to help, but leave it to the professionals. And in case you haven't noticed, we're surrounded by these illusions of yours. Better to shoot first and ask questions later. I suggest you move along before you get hurt." Giving him a big smile. Showing his pearly whites, knowing he's far superior to this guy.

Sam smiles back and chuckles. He then says, "If you only knew how wrong you are, but since you can't take the hint, it means I have to save your sorry ass." With that said, he grabs for the rifle and pulls it out of the commando's hands. Tossing it off to the side, he says, "Oops, guess you have no gun to target practice." Suddenly, he sidesteps to the side as the commando grabs his sidearm and points at him. Reaching out to control the hand that's controlling the gun, Sam squeezes and angles it up to the sky. The gun fires rapidly, with no suppressor on it. Alerting everyone of their presence here in the cemetery. Looking down at the guy, Sam says, "Idiot. You just alerted everyone to our presence. Not very professional for a military guy like yourself. Wonder how long will it take the cops to get here to bust your silly ass."

The commando hears Sam's words and knows he fucked up royally. Seething, he drops the gun, and holds up his hands as to surrender. Seeing his adversary relax, he reaches for his knife and pulls it out from its guard. With a swipe low, he slices through Sam's shirt and cuts his abdomen. Seeing red, he smiles, knowing his assailant can bleed, and goes on the offensive with more swipes with his knife.

Sam pushes himself back as he feels the slice of his abdomen. Instinctively, he places his right hand on the wound to see if it's deep. Pulling his hand back, he sees blood on his hand but it's a superficial cut. With a growl, his eyes light up and says, "You have no clue who you're fucking with. Came over here to help, but you attacked me. Well, it's game on, asshole."

The commando stops in his tracks as he sees Sam's eyes glow and is shitting his pants. He mumbles, "Shit-t. You're a God-damn werewolf, aren't you?"

Sam chuckles, and says, "Worse. I am The Dire. But don't worry, I won't bite you. You're not worthy, but I will have to take you out. Didn't want to come to this. Guess shit does roll sideways." As he sidesteps another slash and then another.

Frustrated, the commando aims for Sam's heart and lunges forward with everything he has, but Sam stops him. Instantly he feels pain and drops the knife. Shock rolls through him before feeling pain in his head. Eyes rolling, he sees blackness and slumps to the ground.

Sam's dexterity increases as he sidesteps each strike of the commando's attacks. Seeing the desperation on his face, he knows the commando is out of options. Seeing the knife aimed at his heart, he sees the thrust and time slows down. Sidestepping, he grabs the hand that's controlling the knife and pulls. Pulling the commando off balance, he grabs for his upper arm and raises his right knee to connect with the commando's elbow. First, it causes him to drop the knife, but with the amount of force behind it, breaks the elbow and pushes it in the wrong direction. Pulling his left hand slightly back, he swings with quarter of his strength at the commando's head to knock him out. Letting go of the his arm, he lets the commando fall to the ground. Taking a breather, he kneels down and places his first two fingers on the commando's carotid to feel for a pulse. Feeling one, he smiles, knowing he didn't kill but only knocked him out. Sam grunts and says, "Sorry about the elbow, but I warned you, though. If a guy says to stop, he means stop. Hope you have learned your lesson. See ya around." With that, he stands tall and is about to touch his right ear, to only to remember he doesn't have his COMMS. Cursing in his head, he can't notify Oracle. Reaching out to his mates, he says, "Sorry for the delay, but one commando down. 15 still armed. Tried sharing the reality of the situation but wouldn't listen. Attacked me twice. Stay put. Coming to you."

Sasha is glad to hear from him but feels him through the bond. She says, "You're hurt, Master. Perhaps we should come to you."

"Negative. It's superficial, and my body is regenerating as I speak. Wait for me. I like to end this peacefully and without harm, but shit got real. On my way." Sam says to both of them. He feels her worry through the bond, but reaches out to her and says, "I am fine, slut. It will take a lot more than a knife to take me down. Your cunt is the most lethal thing out there." Feeling her worry change to one of lust. He smiles, as he races towards his mates.

Sasha feels her heart race but remembers it's all in her mind. However, she feels her cunt become wet again. Shrugging her shoulders, she smiles, knowing that he favors her cunt the most. Nodding her head, she says, "Thanks for that, Master. Looking forward to seeing you soon. Love you."

Tessa monitors the situation and makes sure they're not in the open. She knows Alpha's communicating with their lover. Just by the emotions coming off from her, something is up and it's not good. When she sees the light come back in Sasha's eyes, she asks, "What's wrong?"

Sasha says, "Master's been hurt, but he says it's superficial. I just worry, that's all."

Placing a hand on her shoulder, Tessa looks at her and says, "It's understandable. You are his first slut, after all. However, Alpha's the Dire, and can definitely take a beating. No one, not even me, would want to see him hurt, hence why we need to women up and defend the one we care about. Are you with me, love?"

"Always." Sasha beams at her with bright eyes. She continues, "We'll be strong for each other like it should be. Master should be here momentarily." Sure enough, they see him jogging towards them.

Sam stops right before them and asks, "Are you two okay, and are you hurt?" Seeing them shake their head. He leans in and kisses each one of them on their foreheads.

Tessa speaks up and says, "Was that you who fired those shots? If so, I wonder if the civilian population heard it. Don't want to be here when the cops show up. On a distinct note, what do you think the 'Norms' will do now?"

Sam rubs her shoulders and says, "It was me. However, the commando I was fighting with pulled out his sidearm. I grabbed his hand and redirect the firing into the air than in my gut. As for the shots fired, I am concerned. Regarding the 'Norms', well, they had to hear it and be concerned. If it was my team, I would fallback and make a tighter circle to deal with threats. Better close together than far apart. The only downside to that is the possibility of shooting your comrade-in-arms. This is Rochelle's MO for sure, causing chaos. Have either of you checked in with Oracle?" Seeing them shake their heads, he grows concerned.

Sasha touches her earbud and says, "Oracle, do you copy? Oracle, are you there?" All they hear is 'Kshhhh,' with no reply. Looking over at her Master, she shrugs her shoulders and says, "Sorry, Master. Not getting her on COMMS. I will keep trying. Should one of us check the van?"

Holding both of their shoulders while in a huttle formation. He says, "I will check, but this doesn't look good. In the meantime, keep your eyes peeled for your sister, and keep each other safe." Looking out and around, he sees the 'Norms' moving backward. He then says, "It seems I'm right. They're re-grouping. When they get closer, try to intervene. Not liking this one bit. And one last thing, no lethal force. We're here to incapacitate, not kill. Use your judgement. Trust you both. Be back soon." With that, he jogs back but aiming for the van.

Both women look at each other, and Tessa hunkers down to the floor. Seeing her lover sit down, Sasha follows. Looking over at her, she says, "Guess we'll sit here and wait till the 'Norms' get closer. Not liking this either." As they're both hearing, thumps after thumps, with some things in there.

Heather's having a hard time concentrating. Her Master's blood is replicating at an astronomical rate within her blood stream. She's coherent enough, but still very loopy. Sticking to the asphalt road, she's closer to the crypts, however she's ever disoriented. She has fallen twice already, cause the fog is like pea soup; plus the darkness doesn't play well for a person who depends on glasses to see, and caused her shirt to rise up. Still giggling to herself, she looks at her watch and it's been 15 minutes since she left. That just leaves her about 20 more to meet Daddy. Standing up, she brushes the dirt off her pants before heading East to the crypts.

Sam gets to the van and sees it wide open. Shaking his head, he knows that his baby-girl left on her own accord. He doubles checks by going inside to check if she's inside, but only sees the laptop still on and the stainless steel syringe on top of the re-fridge hard case. Seeing it with his own eyes, he wonders what did his baby-girl do. It's fate, and it's taken from her. Reaching out to his mates, he says, "Heather's not here. All that lies is the laptop, and a stainless syringe. She must've injected herself with something. Be on the lookout. On my way back."

Both girls look at each other and know that fate took their sister. All they can do is wait, defend, and hope to find her before time runs out. Tessa looks at her sister and says, "Shit. Guess no turning back for our sister. I don't know how this will play out, but both of you do. Stay on your toes, and don't stray from the path. I got your back, lover." She immediately feels her lover's arm wrap around her and bringing her closer. Then she hears, 'Like the true warrior, we all love and cherish. I know, baby. Better stand up, Master will be her shortly. I don't know about you, but these axes will not help us with the 'Norms'. I will mark a tree or something to deposit our weapons. After the battle/judgement day, will come back to grab these before heading out. Sound good?' Nodding, she watches her girlfriend elongate her nails and mark the tree with a big X on it. They lay their axes against the tree and wait.

True to what their Master said, the other teams regrouped and were closer to Tessa/Sasha's position. Seeing them standing in front of a maple tree, both Pete and John walk over to talk with the ladies.

John speaks up and asks, "Where's your leader?"

Sasha hesitates for a moment but says, "He went to go check on our other teammate. Why are you both here? Thought you were going to do a thorough search of the grounds."

Pete speaks up and says, "I don't know if you can count, but I'm missing a man. Everything was fine and dandy until those animals showed up. I think one of them killed Kenny. Didn't you hear the gun fire. He must of ran out of ammo to pull out his secondary like that. Anyway, we're regrouping to take these pests down once and for all."

John rolls his eyes a little before speaking. "We're regrouping, so we don't lose anyone else. Even if your weapons are primitive, we hoped your team will join us in eradicating these vermin."

Tessa's rolling her eyes but Sasha speaks on their behalf and says, "I see. Well, I hate to be the bear of bad news, but what you're shooting out there isn't real. They're all illusions to keep you all busy. All you're doing is destroying property and wasting ammo. If you keep it up, someone might get hurt."

Both Pete and John look at each other dumbfounded, but John speaks up and says, "How do you know they're illusions?"

Tessa looks over at Sasha and says, "Well, we can't tell them what we're truly are, cause then they'll turn their guns on us. Better come up with a good lie."

Sasha nods at her and turns to the two leaders. "Well, have they changed their tune and attack? All the bullets you put into them, have any of them fallen? I know it's dark out here and with the fog, it's playing tricks on your men. We're just trying to help."

John speaks up and says, "Thanks for that, but we're professionals. We used regular rounds at first. We'll be switching to silver covered titanium rounds. No supernatural can withstand silver and/or titanium. Those beasts out there are all going down one way or another. So help me God." Watching both women look at each other, and not happy with the news.

Both Tessa and Sasha look at each other and know that shit just hit the fan. These 'Norms' won't listen to reason, and now their switching rounds could very well hurt them. Now they have to take them out, but not until they fire at the so-called pests and make their moves. If they start now, there's a good chance that one or both of them get hit. Better to play it stealthy than go full suicidal. Reaching out to her Master, Sasha says, "Take your time, Master. We just got informed by both John and Pete that they're switching rounds to silver covered titanium rounds. Tessa and myself will start taking them down quietly when they shoot at the ghosts. Will stall, but look forward to you getting here."

Sasha looks over at the two leaders and nods her head. She says, "I will inform our leader and we'll join you when he gets here. Happy hunting." Offering a grin and receiving a nod from them.

Tessa sees Pete's eyes on her as he roams them up and down her body while her lover communicates with Alpha. When Sasha speaks, his attention went back to her, and she felt a little better. Seeing them heading back to their teams, she gives her two cents. "I don't know how you're feeling, baby, but Pete was staring hard at me while you were communicating with Alpha. Fuck, it was gross and definitely a turn off for me. What about you?"

Sasha snickers at her lover and says, "I don't mind. They can stare all they want. You forget your lover is an exhibitionist, and it turns me on. However, they can look, but will never touch this body. The only man that can, is Master, you, and my sisters. They can imagine all they want."

Nodding her head, Tessa feels better knowing that her big-sister and lover loves her. And that she won't allow anyone else to touch her delectable curves. Smiling, she says, "Thanks, baby. If were being honest, I wouldn't let anyone touch you, cause you are 'Ours'." With that, she steps forward to kiss her lover on the lips. Pulling back, she asks, "Have you heard from him yet?"

Sasha knows she's speaking about their man, but shakes her head. But then her eyes glaze over to reach out to him, and says, "Master?"

Sam snickers through the bond, and says, "Sorry, didn't want to interrupt your kiss by talking with you, slut. Just dropping off my weapon and closing the van. Heading back to you would jeopardize our new mission. Stick together with Tessa. I will take as many of them out as I can. Try not to get shot; either of you. When they become desperate, I will give them a bigger target and give you two ladies time to eliminate the rest. Sound good?"

Sasha knows what her Master's trying to do, but doesn't like it. She says, "It's a plan, but to be truthful, I'm not liking it, but understand? We'll try our best to eliminate as many before that happens. I will inform Tess. Be careful, love." She then feels his love through the bond and hears, 'You too, slut.' Which gets her going.

Sam runs along the asphalt heading East. Finds the nearest monumental sized headstone and drops to the floor. Keeping low to the ground, he crawls through the fog to get closer to the men that are now branching out in a circular fashion to keep everyone in their sights at all times. As he gets closer to his prey, he swings his leg parallel to the ground and sweeps the legs of the commando.

The commando falls hard and dazed by the attack, but those precious seconds cost him. Losing your rifle, and then feeling a hand cover your mouth. He knows the end is near and thinks of ways to get out of this situation until he hears his assailant. 'Don't even try it, and if you do, I will do the same as I did to Kenny. Going to pull my hand away, and I want you to listen.' Feeling the assailant's hand pull away, he takes a deep breath and hollers to rally his friends that are close by. Suddenly, his efforts die as he enters the black and is unconscious.

Pulling his hand away from the commando, Sam hears him take a deep breath and knows what's coming. Just as the soldier lets his holler escape, it dies into a grunt before he punches the guy in the face, knocking him out. Doing the same with Kenny, he checks for a pulse and when he finds one; he grins. Reaching out to his slut, he says, "Second one down, moving on to three." Looking to his right, he sees another gunman firing his weapon at an illusion of a wolf. Turning on his haunches, he stands up and comes up from behind him. Wraps his right hand over his mouth and his left drives his fist into his solar plexus.

The gunman drops his rifle and tries to fight off his assailant. However, having a hard time breathing, he tries to get away from his attacker by pushing against his restraints. For him, time seems to stop, cause he feels his center-of-gravity shift as he's being pushed into the ground, hard. When he's about to get a breath in, his assailant's eyes grow bright and see who his attacker is, but only to see his eyes glow in the dark. Recognition sets in, but he can't do anything about it when he feels the punch to his jaw and heads into the black.

Sam reaches out to his mates and says, "Three is down, moving to the fourth."

Both girls look at each other and tilt their heads to the side when they hear him in their minds. Tessa looks over at her lover, and says, "Damn. Glad he's on our side. Let's move out. Can't have Alpha have all the fun. I will head East and you head West. We'll meet in the middle which is South. Keep me in your line of sight. Hear?"

Sasha nods her head and says, "Sure thing, lover. Be safe and try not to shift. We didn't bring any extra clothes. Have fun out there." Blowing her a kiss and she sneaks out.

Shaking her head and rolling her eyes, Tessa says to herself, 'This isn't my first rodeo.' Heading East, she says, "You too, baby." Crouching down, she runs to her to her first gunman and wraps her arms around him in a choke hold and squeezes.

The commando is caught off guard when he feels arms wrap around his neck. Dropping his primary weapon, he instinctively tries to fight her off. Throwing elbow jabs to her midsection to get some leeway on the choke, but he can't shake her off or get some air into his lungs. Trying to keep his eyes open, but the chokehold doesn't seize and darkness takes hold.

Feeling him incapacitated, Tessa slowly drops him down to the ground and takes off her arms. Pressing two fingers to his carotid, she feels a pulse. Patting him down, she finds his handgun and pulls it out of its holster, drops the magazine, and pulls the firing pin to eject the bullet already in the chamber. Throwing the gun over her shoulder, she tosses the clip much farther the other way. Standing up, she reaches out to her mates, and says, "One down, heading Southeast to my next target. Be safe."

Sasha snickers as she uses vampire speed to get close to her gunman. She grabs his ear protection with her right hand to only place her left on his forehead. She says, "Sleep." Watching his eyes cross, she lets go of his ear protection and watches him crumble to the ground. Following him down, she grabs his gun and discharges his magazine. Tossing the rifle to the side, she too looks for his secondary and tosses it far. Standing back up, she says, "Another one down for a nap. Heading Southwest to my next target." Right before she's about to head off, she hears Master say, 'Fourth one down, heading to the fifth.' Shaking her head, she says to herself, 'Why is he having all the fun? Can't a girl enjoy incapacitating as many men she can?' Granted, if her Master wished it, she would love to do it another way, Bukkake style. But Master isn't like that; he wants me all to himself. Thinking of his cream, she feels her inner-cum get hungry for it. Patting her belly, she says with a whisper, "Later, if we're good," before moving to her next target.

Tessa runs perpendicular to her next assailant and slows down as he turns away from her, searching for a target to shoot. Taking the opportunity, she pulls her arm back and throws a punch with her inner knife-hand to his solar plexus, just underneath his rib cage. Watching him bend forward, she stands up and grabs his shoulder vest at his right shoulder, pulling him back, while sweeping his leg with her left. As he tips over, she lets gravity take over and follows him down with her forearm to his head. Knocking him out, cold. Checking for a pulse, she moves on and tosses his weapons far away before moving on to her next. But before she does, she says, "Second one down, heading to next one which is South."

Sam almost has gotten rid of every commando facing North. He's sneaking up to his next victim and sees him just standing there, looking from side to side. Reaching out to grab his ankles, Sam pulls towards himself and watches the commando fall forward.

Out of instinct, the gunman drops his weapon and tries to catch himself. But sadly, when he does, he hears a 'crack' sound and feels something broken. Before he can feel any pain, the lights in his head go dark.

Sam just knocked out this gunman with his forearm to the head. Feeling a pulse, he says, "Fifth one down. Heading South."

With 8 down, they're half way there. Sasha heads to her next victim and sees he's standing there, keeping watch. She's about to sneak up on him when the whole cemetery hears a scream coming from the Crypts.

* * * * *

Rochelle pulls back from the crypt lets out a belting scream of frustration. All the clues and research pointed her to this crypt for the last piece of her inheritance and it's not there. So close in completion and yet foiled. Throwing a tantrum, she pounds the concrete edges of the crypt with her fists. In doing so, she feels the tension ebb from her body. Grabbing the stone crypt with both hands, she stares outward. Pushing off the crypt, she stands tall and feels her big busom catching up to her. Reaching out with both hands, she cradles her big tits with her outstretched hands. Pinching her left nipple, she feels a slight pain, but eases into pleasure. With a deep sigh, it's time to make her escape. No reason searching another crypt when all the clues pointed to this one. With a switch in her mind, the illusions turn their sights on the hunters. Snickering, she wishes she could watch the Dire and his teammates deal with the aftermath. But time for her to leave and rethink her plan in getting the last piece of her inheritance.

* * * * *

Sasha catches his eyes as he turns around to investigate the scream. She says, "Sorry to surprise you like this, but I lost contact with my Team. Can you help a girl out?" Seeing his reaction to one with lust, she smiles as he gets closer. Reaching out with her left hand, she caress his chest and up to his neck. She says, "Thank you, big boy." Touching his forehead really quick, her eyes turn sinister and says, "Sleep."

The gunman thought it was his lucky day to help this beautiful vixen. Feeling her hand caress his chest had him hard instantly. Her hands moving up his neck to his face startled him. When her palm touch his forehead, his eyes went cross-eyed. When hearing her command, he collapsed to the ground. Incapacitated.

Sasha grabs for his gun and tosses it far, and then searches for anything else on his person. Taking what she can, she stands up to search for her next victim. Feeling the wetness between her thighs, she can't help herself drop her fangs for a second. She reaches out to her teammates and says, "Second one down. Heading South to my next." Seeing her next victim stare at her with revelation that she dropped her disguise just for a second. She hears him say, 'Vampire,' into his COMMS, and all hell breaks loose. Dropping into a crouch, she extends her nails and bears her fangs with a hiss. She takes off at him, but sees him bring up the rifle at her. Changing directions, she heads to her left in a Northern East direction to throw him off. But she sees the gun following her and hears the gun going off. She wasn't so lucky cause one of those bullets hits her in the back, which pushes her to the ground. Feeling the impact, she let out, "Ow! That fuckin' hurt, bastard." Still feeling the sting, she rolls on the ground, hurt.

Tessa sees her lover being hit and says, "Alpha, Mistress has been hit."

Sam loses himself with anger and runs full out. Heading to their location, he stops when his body collides with the assailant, who had his gun sights on taking another shot to finish what he just started. Watching him fly off, he turns around and sees his slut face down in the dirt. Next to her is their lover talking to her. Walking up to them, he asks, "How bad is it? Do you need blood?"

Sasha rolls over and smiles up at him. She sees both of their looks of concern for her wellbeing and love. Smiling, she says, "Thanks, both of you. But I'm fine. The bullet didn't penetrate, but sure did sting. Knocked me down on my ass. If we're not in shit-show, I would gladly take a sip, Master. Both of you."

Sam looks at her and rolls his eyes. He then says, "Roll over. Let me check. Maybe you're in shock." Watching her roll over, he checks her back and sees the impact. Reaching out, he grabs the smashed bullet and still feels the heat from it. Tossing it aside, he says, "Amazing, it didn't go through. Your Kevlar/Carbon fiber tank top stopped the bullet. That's pretty impressive." Seeing his first mate turn over with a smile, he hears, 'Can't wait to share the news with K/C Customs.' Looking to his right, he sees Tessa's concern turn to joy that the bullet didn't penetrate. A small celebration indeed until he hears, 'Daddy?' Instantly he hears his baby-girl's voice and zero's in. Seeing her a fair distance away and seeing the leftover commandos bearing down on the illusions that are now setting their sights on the gunmen. Standing straight up, he sees baby-girl in the crossfire and shouts, "NO!" Instantly takes off towards his other mate.

Tessa and Sasha are still celebrating until they hear their man's shout of 'NO!'; which breaks their revelry. Looking at him, to the girl further away and back to him. They realize the girl is their sister. They both get up in a flash and scream, "Baby-girl, get down!" But their eyes light up as they see him shift as he runs. Watching the clothes tear off his body, his body growing exponentially with black fur sprouting out. Feeling his sorrow while hearing his rage. Sasha says a brief prayer in hopes he gets there in time. Seeing the commandos turning their sights from the illusionary animals to him. They brace themselves when gunfire explodes.

Sam's there in an instant and wraps his arms around his baby-girl. Encasing her from the carnage. Trembling from the bullets hitting his body, he flinches but says, "Are you okay, baby? Please tell me that your unhurt. I got to know, cause my heart can't take it if something happens to you." Suddenly he hears her crying and says, 'Thank you daddy for coming. Was so scared, but wanted to be with all of you. I'm not hurt; thanks to you, my love.' Internally, he says to himself, 'Thank God. Got to her.' Standing straight up, he says, "I will keep you safe, baby. Daddy will take care of it. Like always."

"Who will take care of you? They're shooting at you; aren't you getting hurt and/or in pain? I caused this. Should've stayed in the van, but wanted my last moments with all of you." Heather says to him.

Sam reaches out to his other mates and says, "She's safe, but doesn't know how much more I can take. The pain is excruciating." Looking down at her, he says, "The pain is excruciating, but the bullets aren't penetrating. Losing you, pumpkin, would break my heart. We were wondering when you will show up. Missed you too, love." Suddenly the gunfire seizes for a moment as his mates zip back and forth, knocking out the gunmen.

Sasha and Tessa stop and look at their work. Seeing Master's embrace, they're happy that their baby-girl/sister is safe. Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, grazing Tessa's left arm. Holding her steady and protecting her from harm, Sasha looks down at her and says, "How bad is it?"

Tessa looks up at her and says, "It's just a graze; if it was 10 inches to the left; I would be down for the count." Happy that it's not bad, but her eyes search Sasha's face and see the change. Seeing her lover fangs drop from her gums is shocking, but feeling her anger through the bond, she screams out, "No. Don't do it." Seeing her racing towards the gunman, she jumps on her haunches and races after her.

Sasha doesn't enjoy seeing her loved one's hurt. Letting the monster out, she will make him pay with his life. Rising off the ground, she's off for his head. Seeing him fire shot after shot at her, she moves out of the way but she's getting closer to ripping his fucking head off from his shoulders. Instantly she's on him, grabbing his vest with her right hand, lifting him off the ground. She hears his rifle drop to the ground as he struggles to get back down to the ground. Well, he doesn't have to wait long, cause she slams into the ground, back first and follows him down. Watching him hiccup and trying to get air back into these lungs. She looks down and says, "Any last words?"

The gunman's scared shitless, and immediately pisses himself. Pleading for his life, he says, "Please don't kill me. I have a wife and two little kids to support. This is a part-time gig."

Shaking her head, Sasha lets go of his vest and retracts her nails. Seeing the change in her victim's demeanor, she pulls pack her hand and elongates her nails. She says, "You will never hurt what's, MINE. Ever again!." Ready to strike, but something is pulling her arm back. Looking over her shoulder, she sees her lover. Stopping what she's doing, she says, "What? Ending him for hurting you, baby. I won't let anyone hurt the ones I love."

"Touching. But you can't hurt this asshole. Remember who you are now. You have control over this form; think of what Master and your sister would think. No one wants to see you reverting to this monster. We rather see our sister slut taking care of us. Who are you, Sasha?" Tessa says to her.

Sasha fights with herself and controls the monster within. Pulling back her nails, and feeling her fangs slide up, she says, "Thank you, baby. Came close to reverting back to that stage of my life. Glad you have my back." Turning her attention to the gunman, she says, "Stay put. She just saved your life."

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Sam's POV

Meanwhile, 10 minutes earlier, Sam says, "Climb down, baby-girl. I would lower you, but don't want to hurt you. It's ok to grab my fur; it only hurts a little."

Heather slides down slowly, looking up at him occasionally. She loves how fluffy and soft he is with all this fur. As she's working her way down, she comes to a stop. His erect cock is pressing between her inner thighs. Immediately her eyes rollback just from the tip pressing against her holes. She hears, 'Be careful, baby. Forget sometimes that it's erect.' Looking up at him, she says, "It's ok daddy. Wish we weren't doing a mission, cause I would love nothing more than to serve this thick cock." Pushing her ass out, she feels his cock slide against her pussy lips as she continues to move down. Looking at his rigid cock, she marvels at how thick and long he is. She's licking her lips and says, "14 inches?" Seeing the nod, she drops to the ground and thinks to herself, 'That's a lot of cock. Wonder if mother or sister took it. Just seeing it is making my holes saturated with need. Get your mind out of the gutter. Focus.' Just then, more gunshots rang out, but daddy shields her from harm.

John firing bullet after bullet as he gets closer to the standing werewolf. He says, "Die abomination?"

Sam takes the beating but sees him coming closer. He knows he has to act cause a stray bullet can ricochet off of him and hurt the one he loves, baby-girl. Looking down at baby-girl, he says, "Stay behind me, baby. Daddy will protect you." Seeing the nod, he turns around quickly and the pelting of titanium bullets stop as they hit his body and fall down. However, the pain is excruciating. So he hunkers down and tightens his muscles and howls his frustrations to endure it. Seeing John rage as he gets closer. He hears, 'Why won't you die?'

Looking at John, he says, "Cause I am the fabled Dire Werewolf. Your silver covered titanium bullets are no match. You should bow down to me, and yet you keep trying. Fool.." Taking a step closer, he grabs hold of the barrel and immediately feels the heat, but it's no match to his strength. Giving it a slight bend, his thumb and index finger cause an obstruction within the barrel. Snickering to himself, he says, "You should stop trying."

John's three feet away and takes a chance. The reason, he's much closer than he was a few minutes ago. Those other bullets were slowing down before hitting this monstrosity. The next bullet will do some harm, cause it's so close and it's getting weaker with every shot. Firing the next round gives another disappointing return. Instead of firing out, it ricochets within the barrel and comes back to hit the firing pin. The stock shatters, and the shrapnel destroys John's hand, shoulder and partially his face. Dropping the gun, he stares at the aftermath with shock. He sees the explosion blew off most of his fingers, especially his index finger. The exploding shrapnel dislocated his right shoulder, but his glasses saved his eyes.

Looking at the werewolf in front of him, John says, "Look. What. You. Did. To. Me."

Shaking his head, Sam says, "Look what you did yourself. I didn't pull the trigger, you did. Guess you won't be able to use your right hand to service or fire a weapon again. Let this be a lesson for you. You should get to the emergency room to reattach your fingers, but you need to sleep." Tapping him on the head with his open palm, he watches John get knocked out and fall to the ground. Hearing Heather call out his designation, pulls him back to her.

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Heather's POV

Heather's holding herself as she watches daddy take care of business. Looking at his backside, she can't believe she can pick them. He's what, 8 feet tall. Damn, the Dire of all werewolves, and yet he's mine. Feeling good with herself, she's not aware of a commando with a gun behind her. Feeling the metal object being pushed into her back, she gets the picture. She hears, 'Don't even think of moving. You're an abomination slut, and should be put down just like every other abomination.' Feeling her resolve, she acts and turns around to see that the gunman is holding the gun in his left hand. She felt stupid for turning right instead of left. Seeing him surprised, she reacts but using both her palms. Hitting both sides of his wrist, causing a nerve reaction where the gunman loses control over his weapon. Watching it fall, she tries to dismantle him further by kicking him in the balls with her shin. Watching bend over, she tries to go after his face, to knock him out. Luck happened twice for her, but not the third. Her assailant stops her by grabbing her throat with his right hand, disabling her. Grabbing his wrist, she tries to twist away or against him, but in doing so, it turns her around completely.

Pete has a firm grip around her throat. Feeling her against him, he could just strangle her. He says, "Stop fighting and accept that you're going to die." However, she has some fight in her as he feels her elbows hitting him in his chest. They definitely hurt, but not enough to dislodge his choke hold on her. With her up against him, he can't reach for his knife, but reaches into his left pocket to pull out his switchblade. Pressing forward, the knife shoots out. Maneuvering it around, he pulls her against him and stabs her in the belly. The knife doesn't penetrate, and so he gets discouraged. Pulling back the knife, he plunges it several times to get penetration. With each pull, her shirt comes up, and he sees flesh. Pulling back once more, he plunges the knife deep into her belly. Hearing her anguish fuels his resolve. Whispering in her ear, "Die, a slow death you crazy bitch."

In a last ditch effort to escape her assailant, Heather turns her neck and bites his forearm. Biting with every ounce of pain she's feeling just to get away. Feeling him let go, she's able to take a deep breath in. Her assailant lets go of his knife to strike her face to get her off of him. Grabbing hold of the knife, she pulls it out and accepts the hit. As she's falling to the ground, she says, "Daddy?"

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Sam's by her side in an instant. Seeing her hurt and bleeding out makes him lose all control. Seeing Pete standing behind his baby-girl makes him see red. He tries to flee, but Sam's on him like a fly on rice. Grabbing his vest, he digs his claws into Pete's chest and hears him yell out in pain. Bringing him closer, he says, "Big mistake, asshole. You just hurt my fiancée, and now I am going to take all my frustrations on you. I should bite you, so your friends can hunt you down, but a bite would be merciful. No, let's have fate decide your penance." Hearing Pete apologies doesn't faze him at all.

Pete, in a last ditch effort, pulls his knife from his sheath. He pulls back to stab him in the ribs, but stopped. Feeling the werewolf grab control over his arm. He hears, 'Really? You think your knife would hurt me? You've been shooting me with silver tipped titanium rounds and not one penetrated. But it doesn't matter.' Just then, he screams out when he feels the werewolf's claws dig into his forearm. The pain is excruciating that he lets go of the knife. Through the pain he hears, 'See. No more knife. Time for your penance, motherfucker.' Before being launched into the night-time sky.

Sam pulls back his arm and launches Pete into the air. Where he lands, he doesn't give a rat's ass. Either way, it will be painful for the damage he causes to the one he loves most. As for Pete, he flails in the air, screaming and hollering to only land on a rounded tombstone. Landing at an angle, his spine shatters at L1 to T11, and severs his spinal cord at T12; losing his legs altogether. The pain and shock knocks Pete into the black. Stepping back and around Heather, he hears a crack before stooping down. He shifts back into his 'Normal' self, and notices that she's not even trying to save herself by stopping the bleeding. Looking serious, he asks, "You're smarter than this. Why aren't you putting pressure on the wound? We need to heal this wound pronto. I'll call your Mother, her blood can fix this."

Heather's right hand reaches out to caress his face. With a small smile, she says, "Doesn't matter, my love. My time as a 'Norm' is coming to an end. Thank you for accepting and loving me. Remember, don't forget your promise. I love you, Sam Harrington, the thir...." Her alarm blares on her watch, but she barely hears it as her mind goes black.

Holding onto her, Sam feels tears forming, but turns his head and says, "Mistress, it's time. I need your help. Heather's been stabbed. I need your blood to save her." To his mates.

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Tessa's POV

Looking at her lover, Tessa says, "Save our sister. I can handle it from here. Now. GO!" Seeing her lover nod, she watches her run off. Tilting her head down, she says a small brief prayer in Sioux for her sister. She did her duty, defended and yet she still got hurt. Now she wants a double bite, thinking she can come back with either power. It doesn't work that way, and yet she promised to not reveal the news to the couple that accepted her. She feels awful as tears claim her eyes.

Unbeknownst to her, the commando doesn't lie still. He's on his feet and has pulled out his knife from his sheath. And tries to reach over her and stab her in the chest. As he does it, he says, "Die abomination lover!"

Tessa's aura powers kick into high gear with flashes of extreme red, which alerts her of danger close at hand. She sees the knife coming around, and she grabs hold of his arm before it can penetrate. With a grunt, she says, "Just saved your life twice, and this is how you repay me, asshole. Definitely done with you." With that said, she squeezes it with her werewolf strength and watches the knife fall to the ground. Letting him go, so he can deal with the pain. She turns her fingers into claws and sees his eyes light up from recognition. Smiling, she says, "Yes, I am a werewolf who's in love with a vampire. Get with it." With her claws fully extended, she pushes them upward, cutting his vest, shirt and chest to shreds. The force knocks him on his ass. Standing upright, she shifts her claws back to normal fingers.

Never taking her eyes off of him, she watches him slowly crawl away from her in his hands. Whimpering as he goes. She hears his pleads. Shaking her head, she says, "Doesn't matter. Told you the animals were illusions, and stopped you from shooting your friends. Stopped my girlfriend from killing you, and your worthless attempt to kill me. No. You need to understand something. When someone comes up and tries to save your worthless ass. You should call it a day and walk away. Not you, cause you're a racist. Just because I'm cursed for all eternity, I need you to take it away by killing me. No, you need more pain to understand how I feel." Watching him slither along the ground, trying desperately to get away. She walks up to him and picks up her right heel to only drop it on his right wrist, shattering the bones.

The twice blessed gunman is trying to roll over to get his wrist off from under the woman's heel. Try as he might, he can't get her off of his wrist. He wails and says, "That fucking hurts. Why? Why did you break my wrist? I apologized profusely. Doesn't my apology mean anything?"

Tessa looks down at the worthless gunman with contempt. She says, "Really? You shot her in the back and grazed me. Saved your life twice and I'm supposed to, what, turn my cheek three times for you? No, feel my wrath, cause you're lucky I have an Alpha, who wants to preserve life than take it. No, you're going to have 6 to 8 weeks of pain and do everything with your left hand. Even stroking your small dick. When you do. Remember that this fucking female werewolf spared your measurable life?" Pulling her heel away from his broken wrist. She watches him grab hold of his broken wrist and crying in pain. Kneeling down, she says, "Don't worry, you won't feel the pain for much longer." Making a fist, she pulls back and hits him in the face. Broke his nose and knock him out into the black. Standing up, she shakes her head and says to herself, 'Dumbass.' Looking around, she sees no more assailants or gunmen. Heading back to the tree, she collects the axes and heads to her sister.

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Sam and Sasha's POV

Sasha's there in seconds because of her vamp speed. Kneeling down, she sees her sister/lover all pale because of the loss of blood. She gets to work right away and says, "Open up her mouth for me, Master." As she extends her left index finger nail to slice her right finger. Feeling the slightest pain, she holds the finger over her sister's mouth and drops 2 to 3 drops of her blood. Watching it being absorbed into the tissues, her healing factor is past and Heather's knife wound heals up without a scar. She looks at him and says, "Are you ready for this?" Seeing the nod, she helps lift her up. Looking at him once more, she says, "On a count of three, we'll bite her at the same time." Seeing the recognition, she counts, "One. Two. Three." They both lean down and bite her; hers is in the carotid artery, and his is the subclavian artery. As she bites, she can't help but taste her sister's blood. The taste is like her Master's blood with a hint of her own. Puzzling. Pulling back, she licks the wounds and watches it heal over. As for her Master, he pulls back and there's residual healing factor left over to heal his wound. Before he forgets, he pulls the tank top to the side, and bites her a second time to mark her as his. Pulling back, they watch it heal, and the mark become instantly filled in. Upon a closer look, her crescent moon configuration is different compared to his Mistress. So her power will be different upon waking up.

Seeing her comatose is nerve racking for both of them. Sasha looks down on her with love and finds her so beautiful. However, for Sam, he has mixed feelings. Still fighting himself for letting it happen, but fate has plans whether you want them or not. Looking at her, his heart feels like it's breaking. Suddenly, Heather's body shakes or moving uncontrollably. Sam looks at his mistress and asks, "What's happening to her?"

Sasha rolls her sister onto her side and explains, "She's having a seizure, Master. When I found you, you had several before I got there. It's scary for sure, but she might have a reaction to our venom and/or our blood. All you can do is let it run its course. When it seizes, we'll transport her to the van and take her home. I know you're worried, Master. It's tough to see this twice." Looking up, she sees her lover standing with their axes. Nodding her head, she feels her lover's agitation, but says nothing. They just watch her shake profusely, and suddenly they stop.

Sam looks at both of them and says, "Let's get her to the van and take her home. Guess Rochelle didn't find what she wanted, cause all her illusions are no longer here. Should we call 911 for these guys or just let it be." Leaning over to pick up his baby-girl, they head to the van. Listening to both girls' views on what to do. Tessa doesn't care truthfully, because all these guys were dicks. Tried saving their lives to only backstab you after. Fuck them, she says. His mistress wants to call the number, but they know any phone they use will be traced. So they can't use their phones. As they get to the van, Sasha opens the door, and he carries her inside and sets her on the floor. Looking over at his slut, she nods her head and says, 'I will stay with her. You get dressed.' Sam looks at both of his women and asks, "When you knocked out these fellas, did you pat them down to see if they were carrying their phones?"

Both girl's nod, but Tessa speaks up and says, "They weren't carrying much in them. But yeah, no phones on them." Seeing his discouraged face, they feel bad.

Sam looks at both of them, and says, "I feel the same way as Tessa, but I am the Dire and need to set an example. Going to search their van. Be back in a minute." Grabbing a rag, he heads over to Team Hannibal's vehicles and uses the rag to open up the van. Searching through the consoles between the driver's and passenger side. He finds gold. Tapping on the phone, it comes to life, and it's unlocked. Shaking his head, he thinks, 'What a dumbass.' But thinking more, he too has his phone unlocked as well cause he has many women already. Hard to keep secrets. So he retracts his statement regarding John. Oh, it's John's phone. Wiping the areas he looked at, he sets everything where he found it, and closes the door to only wipe off the handle before leaving. Can't be too careful.

Jogging back, he hands the phone to his slut and says, "Once we're on the move. Place the call, but be vague. After the call, crush the cellphone so it doesn't lead back to us. Hope John backed it up, but looks more like a burner. Ah, who cares? Just destroy it. Doing the right thing sucks sometimes. Let's get going." Watching Tessa place the axes on the shelves. He closes the doors and walks around the vehicle and enters the driver's side door. Getting in, he looks over at Tessa, and says, "Are you doing ok?"

Tessa shrug and says, "Just feeling off, Alpha. Sister's out of commission. Just really worried for her. You know." Seeing him nod, he says, 'I know what you mean, baby. All we can do is pray and hope she comes back to us.' Reaching over, she grabs his hand and nods in agreement.

Sam turns the vehicle around, and Sasha makes the phone call. She kept it brief, saying, "Shots fired at San Gabriel Cemetery; multiple people are down. Need multiple ambulances because of serious injuries with guns and gang warfare." She hears the dispatcher, 'And your name?' Which she doesn't give it. She ends the call and immediately crushes the cellphone in her hand. Reaching out to him, she says, "It's been done, Master. Stop at the gate and I will toss the remains. Then take us home, and drive with the speed limit. Don't want to attract any unwanted attention. I will keep you posted as we go. Just breathe, my love. We'll get through this together." She immediately feels his love through the bond. The Van stops, and she heads to the exit to toss the trashed cellphone. Her toss is far and pieces fly in every direction before it lands in the parking lot in the far Southwest corner. Tapping the walls of the van, she feels the wheels roll again. Closing the door behind her, she heads back inside to monitor her daughter-in-law to be.

Chapter 20.6

It was a long ride home for all of them. Sam kept his frustrations at bay. He gripped the wheel so hard he thought he would rip it apart because his heart was someplace else. Tough being worried about someone you love; he kept checking in to check on her status, but his mistress kept reassuring him that this needs to take its course. Breathing through his nose and out through his mouth help curb his anger, but yet again, they knew this day would come, eventually. 'As he's driving along, it's ironic that when you need to be somewhere, that traffic seems to go slower. All these traffic lights, and these slow ass driver's reaction times to a green light. I get it, you're tired, but some of us want to be home, NOW!' Sam thinks to himself. Looking over at his omega, she's in her own thoughts. Whatever they may be. As for his mistress in the back, he can feel her emotions through the bond. She's worried sick about her sister/lover. Just praying that we did the right thing by telling her of the premonition 2 months ago.

Sasha did her best to hide the truth from him. He kept asking every 5 minutes, checking on his baby-girl's status. She lied, saying she's still comatose. Truthfully, she had another 3 seizures since leaving the cemetery. So that's 4 but knows she'll have to come clean when they get home. Seeing this again is making her heart ache. But knowing the symptoms can prepare for what's coming. It was much harder with Master going through his metamorphosis. She just focused on her sister than worrying.

As for Tessa, she's wondering if she did the right thing by not coming clean. Her sister pleaded with her to not share this information with them, and she went along with it. In secret, it's been the hardest thing she's ever done. She loves her sister, but Alpha is her pack leader. Ugh, this truth is weighing her down. She's worried sick about her sister, and all she can do is stare out through her passenger window. What a heartless thing to do.

Finally pulling into the driveway, Sam backs the utility van closer to the garage door. Putting the van into Park, he steps on the emergency brake before turning off the ignition. Still worried and in shock, he grabs his belongings before getting out, but his omega stops him. Looking up, he hears, 'Alpha. Don't bother with that; I will take everything inside. Why don't you just take baby-girl upstairs to my bedroom? Make her comfortable.' Nodding his head, he says, "Thanks, baby." Before leaving and walking around the back. When he gets there, the door is already open. Standing there is his Mistress, holding their lover. Offering his arms, he takes it from there.

Once they traded off, Sasha circumvents her Master and opens up the door to their home and races upstairs to make sure the door is open to his old room. Racing back down, she helps her other lover with gear. Taking it downstairs, she unlocks the vaults and places the axes in the armoury, and his gear in the other vault. Once done, she locks it up and they both head upstairs to check on baby-girl. As they slowly climb the stairs, Sasha turns to Tessa and asks, "Are you hungry, love?" Seeing the shake of the head, she puts her head down. She knows everyone is in shock, but wants to check-in with them their wants and needs. Giving her lover a slight squeeze of the hand, she says, "Let me know if you change your mind. I'm here for all of you."

As they enter, they see their sister propped up with pillows. Sasha looks from a distance and sees her like an angel on the bed. Then she noticed something. Where's her glasses? It's a concern, so she speaks up and asks, "Master. Did you grab her glasses by any chance?"

He turns to her and shakes his head. Looking down, he says, "Perhaps she put them in her pocket." Checking her pockets doesn't turn up her glasses, but he finds the knife that stabbed her. Covered with her blood, he sets it on the nightstand. Looking over at his Mistress, he says, "They're not here. Perhaps they fell off when she had her altercation with Pete." Thinking of Pete, he wonders what happened to him for a second. Shaking his head, he thinks, "Bet they're at the cemetery. Probably not a good idea to go back for them. Perhaps she can get another prescription after she wakes up."

Tears form in Tessa's eyes upon hearing that statement. 'After she wakes up' keeps resonating in her mind, however, her knowledge says otherwise. Clutching herself, she can't help feel grief knowing that her sister won't be coming back. Immediately she feels her lover's hands on her, comforting her. She knows she can't rectify the situation now. It's up to her sister to prove her wrong. However, dealing with regret, the feelings of despair, she lets her emotions run wild. Tears claim her as her body shudders from the soon to be loss. In her mind, she says, 'I failed you. Failed everyone. Should've spoken up and you would've still been alive.' Her emotions rock her hard and she falls to her knees. She feels their eyes on her as she becomes a complete mess.

Sasha looks over at him and says, "Can you help me with her?"

Dropping his shoulders, Sam leaves Heather's bedside to walk over and pick up his omega off the floor. In doing so, he feels her wrapping her arms around his neck, pleading, 'Sorry, Alpha. So sorry.' Rubbing her back, he whispers into her ear and says, "It's ok, baby. Not your fault. We knew this was going to happen. Now all we have to do is wait."

Feeling his tenderness and his hands on her, Tessa's sobs end. She feels comfortable being in his arms. But deep down, she still feels the pain of not telling him the truth. Having it come out now would surely break his heart and there's nothing she can do about it.

Still embracing his omega, Sam sees his Mistress stripping the clothes off of Heather's body. With concern, he asks, "What are you doing, slut?"

Breathing out a sigh, Sasha says, "She's experiencing the same symptoms you had 2 months ago when you were bitten. Already had 4 seizures, she might have a few more. I am taking off her clothes, cause after the seizures, she'll have a fever." Before she goes on from there, she hears, '4?'

Sam drops his arms around his omega and walks over to his Mistress and says, "4? I only witnessed the one. When did she have the other three?" Then his eyes grow big, knowing his slut lied to him in the van. He then says, "You lied to me. You told me she was okay. Why did you lie?"

"I had to, Master. You were driving the van. If I shared that pertinent info, you could've got in an accident or worse, a crash where the 'Norms' would've asked questions. I did it to protect all of us. You don't get it, I've done this once. It hurts seeing someone you care about go through this process, and yet here I am. Doing it again. If you want to punish me, then so be it. But I am not going to idly stand by watching her go through the pain. I am going to help her with whatever I can." As she continues to pull off Heather's pants. Looking down, her sister is totally naked except for her panties. Covering her up with just the sheet, she heads out to the linen closet to fetch some hand towels and a bowel.

Sam's eyes grow big when he hears his Mistress talk back at him. Snickering in his mind, he says to himself, 'Perhaps her dominant self is peeking through. Best to not antagonize her.' With that thought, he says, "Sorry. Do what you can for her. Call me if you need me." Grabbing his omega, he's about to head out when they hear someone entering the house. He instantly hears, 'It's me, beta-slut. Did your mission go well?' With a deep sigh, he says, "No." As he hears her pounding up the stairs.

Seeing all the somber faces, Vivian follows Mistress into Tessa's room to see baby-girl comatose on the bed. Fearing the worse, she shuffles close to the bed, touching her face and forehead. She looks at her Mistress and says, "What happened? Why is she like this?" She continues with a whisper, "And why are her nipples so fucking hard? Damn. Wish no one was around. Would love to lick those little nubs." As she licks her lips.

Sasha brings her up to speed and tells her, "Mission didn't go as planned. No ghouls to slaughter; just a lot of illusions of wild animals and military wannabes who shoot first and ask questions after. As for baby-girl, today was her fate day. Master protected her as much as he could but she still got stabbed. Before passing out from blood loss, she asked us to double bite her. So we brought her home and now we wait and see what her body will choose. Whether it be werewolf or vampire." Bumping into her sister, she says with a whisper, "You're right about the nipples. If she wasn't comatose, I would gladly lick and suck on those babies for sure. Damn, they're getting harder. Wonder if she can hear us talking about her succulent body of hers?"

"Hope it won't be long for you, sister. We're all waiting for you to come back to us. Miss and love you, sister." Vivian whispers as she touches her forehead briefly before combing through her dark brown hair.

Looking over at her Mistress, she asks, "Are there any leftovers from tonight's dinner? And if so, what did you decide to get?" Feeling her stomach twist and slightly gurgle a bit.

Sasha smiles and pats her sister on the back. She says, "Yes, we have lots of leftovers left; we got sushi. I believe your sister and Master are downstairs warming some of it up. Help yourself, sis. Before you go, did you have a good day?" Seeing the nod, she's pleased that someone had one.

Sitting on the bed, Sasha looks down at her soon to be daughter-in-law/lover. Caressing and playing with her sister's left nipple, she's shocked at how hard they really are. Stopping to cop a feel, she looks down at her sister with worry, but a hint of positivity. Reaching up to comb through her sister's hair, she says, "Miss you, baby-girl. I know it will be a long and drawn-out process, but can't wait till you decide. Whatever you chose, we will continue to love you. So beautiful, my daughter." She hears someone on the staircase and pulls her hand back. Feeling a presence, she says, "How are you doing, lover?"

Tessa wraps her arms around under her breasts and stands at a slight angle. She says, "Better. Alpha helped, and surely the leftovers, too. You were saying something... daughter, I believe. What's that about?"

Sasha keeps her emotions in check but says, "Baby-girl here, looks at us as her parents. When she first joined, she would call me Mother. She's been all alone for many years since her mother passed away. So I stepped into that role for her. Silly, isn't. She's not of my blood, but I considered her as my daughter, and love her so much. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't know that I was bi. Never even thought about exploring it. She introduced it and I love both sides. I know it's only been a couple of hours, but hope she comes back to us... soon. I... miss her. Deeply." Tears fall down her face as she tries to keep it together. In an instant, she feels her lover's hand on her shoulder, trying to cajole her. Feeling her hand helps, and soon the tears stop. Patting her hand, she says, "Thanks, love. Sorry, I'm a mess, but trying to keep it together."

"You don't have to apologize. We all are dealing with this in our own way and we all miss what she brings to the team. Miss her feistiness, humor, and how she looks at things. She's way smarter than all of us and yet she doesn't brag about it. She welcomed me with open arms and a damn good kisser." Tessa says as she sees her lover nod and giggle about the last statement. Turning the mood into a positive one.

Just then Heather's chest lifts and drops on the bed. Her whole body spasms like crazy; freaking out her two sisters. Sasha stands up and goes back into mother mode. She rolls her daughter onto her side and prays the seizure will ease. Rolling her onto her side caused the sheet to slip, exposing her breasts. Seeing her sister's breasts from the side, her eyes grow big. Her first thoughts, 'Damn, they look big. Were they ever that size? Could be the positioning, but they look big and bountiful.' Rubbing her back, she tries to soothe her sister. Slowly but surely, the seizure stops. Rolling her back on her back, she replaces the drape over her chest and notices her breasts are sitting slightly off to the side. She just waves it off like it's nothing. Suddenly they hear a car door close and know that their sister, Tanya, just got home. Dropping their shoulders, they know she won't enjoy seeing her sister like this, cause those two are two peas in a pod.

Tanya unlocks the door and enters. She locks it up behind her and walks into the kitchen. There she sees her sister and Master, eating leftovers. Grabbing a plate, she helps herself to what's left over. Leaning against the counter, she asks, "So, how did the mission go? Are we 50G's richer?" Seeing sadden faces, she stands up and says, "What happened?" Not getting a response, she heads upstairs to find some answers. As she climbs the stairs, she sees the light on in her sister's room. Heading to the right, she opens the door to see her sister, Tessa, standing behind their Mistress on the bed. Curious, she moves in deeper to see her sister, Heather, in bed asleep. But upon closer inspection, she looks like she's dead. Looking at the two women, she asks, "Is Heather alright?"

Sasha looks down for a moment and lets out an unsteady breath. She recounts the mission and even shared that they gave her a double bite, as instructed by their sister demands. As she shares this information, she looks on her sister's face of change from shock to distraught to ashen. Seeing her drop to her knees, trying to shake her sister awake; puzzles her. Pet's demeanor changes out of fear. She asks, "Why are you upset, Pet? Heather wanted this. She couldn't decide so she chose the Russian roulette approach. It's no worries. We just have to wait till fate decides who she'll be."

Tanya shakes her head and says, "No. This can't be happening. You just condemn her to death." As tears fall down her face.

All eyes are on her, but it's Sasha that speaks up and asks, "Where did you hear this?"

Tanya looks at Mistress and then stares at the person behind her. She says, "Tessa... told.. me that a double bite results in death."

Sasha turns around to look at her lover and asks, "Is this true?"

Tessa takes a step back but feels her Alpha's presence in the room, so she can't run away. With her head down, she nods her head. She hears both her lovers try to ask a question, but it's Alpha that does.

Sam asks, "If you have known all this time, then why didn't you tell us? We could've talked baby-girl out of it or stopped it all together."

Tessa finds her courage and stands stronger. She says, "Heather pleaded with me to keep it a secret from both of you. I specifically told her that a double bite never works out because both venom's are fighting for dominance and the battlefield is the host. What I've learned, no one has ever successfully survived a double bite before and lived to tell about it. But this is what she wanted. Alpha, I wanted to tell you, but my sister begged me not to share. She wouldn't listen to reason."

Sam's eyes rise with shock and betrayal. Knowing what they did would be a death sentence for the one that he loves most. He hears his Mistress in his mind and feels her sorrow through the bond. He can't look at her or any of them in eye. Turning from the bedroom, he says with his mind to everyone in the house, "Don't follow me. I will do patrols... Myself." He takes off his shirt and drops it to the floor. As he takes the stairs, he continues to strip until he's walking through the Kitchen to the Dining room to head out for patrols. He hears beta-slut, 'Master. Wait. You should have backup. I'll come with you.' Opening the glass door, he says, "Follow my orders, beta. You don't want to be out there with me." With that said, he closes the door behind him and tries to control his anger. Not waiting, he instantly shifts and runs as fast as he can, becoming one with the forest.

Vivian reaches out and says, "What the fuck just happened?"

Sasha replies, and says, "Just found out a double bite equals death thanks to Tessa here. Master didn't take to kind to hear it from his omega. Don't reach him; Master will deal with it how he sees fit. So much pain and anger. He won't listen to me. Better to let him go and cool down. He'll come back with a better mind. He needs time. Time to quell his anger." Looking over at her lover, she shakes her head. She knows that Tessa definitely dropped the ball on that one. But looking back at her daughter, she knows something doesn't add up. If Heather knew this, then why ask for it? What are you trying to achieve? Then it dawns on her. The blood. Dropping her head into her hands, she giggles into them. She feels their eyes on her, but for a moment says nothing.

Sitting back up, she rubs her legs with a smile on her face. Sasha then says, "If Heather knew this, then why would she go through with it?" Seeing two pairs of eyes on her, she continues, "Because she figured out a way to increase the odds in her favor." Seeing no realizations from her two sisters, she smiles and says, "It's really simple. Master wouldn't of known cause he doesn't drink blood on the reg. For us Vamps, each blood sample we drink is slightly different in flavor. When I bit baby-girl, I tasted hints of Master's blood running through her artery. It was a unique blend, with both of them combined. My theory is, Heather took some of Master's blood as an infusion to become more like him. She said that his genome is unique, and if my guess is correct, she has a fighting chance to survive this." All eyes shift to Heather, including hers. She whispers, for only Heather can hear, and says, "Come back to us, baby-girl. Don't give up. Fight."

Heather hears her mother's words and wants desperately to tell her she will. She feels everyone inside and outside the house because her senses has become heightened. She can feel her love running hard in the forest. Trying to reach him, but his mind is clouded, and it's still too soon. With her mind, she says, "I'm coming back. Cause this has to work. Master is the key." With that, her body reacts once more with another seizure. With each one, something new happens within. Out there it's horrific but within, something new is developing. Her body is changing. Becoming bigger and stronger. When her seizure eases, she says, 'I don't know how long it will take, but stay positive and fight for me. It's a gamble for sure. But I need everyone's positive energy to make this work. That's all I ask. Love you all.' She wonders if her thoughts reached them, however she can't dwell on that cause she's dipping back into the black.

* * * * *

Sam's digging his claws into the forest floor as he races hard through the forest to quell his anger. There's so much blame to pass around and yet, he believed it all. 'God, I'm a sucker'. He thinks to himself. Russian roulette, my ass. Thanks to his omega, she has a slim chance of surviving. As he approaches the Eastern marker, he tries to calm his mind and heart, but it's tough to do. So he just sits there and taking in his surroundings. His thoughts dwell on his love for baby-girl, and yet he wonders if he failed her. The negativity just pools around him as he puts himself down for not being a good Alpha. 'Two months in and I get my baby-girl dead cause she has a notion that she can take a double bite. Sure did work in Underworld, why not in real life. Fuck. What the hell am I going to do?' He thinks to himself. With no answers, he hunkers down and rests on the forest floor.

An hour slips by and Sam's still out there trying to clear his mind of the shit that's happening at home. Being out here has a calming effect on what's on your mind. The anger he had earlier has dissipated and he can concentrate on the job at hand. Perking up, he takes a deep breath in and smells nothing new. Listening turns up nothing too. Nodding his head, Eastern marker is clear; time to head back to the Middle marker and then to the Western marker. The only problem now is, he's in no hurry to get home. Taking his time, he trots West. No need to run. As he does, he smells the forest and listens to the forest as critters deviate away from his presence.

The run back to the Middle marker would take about 30 minutes, but at a trot, it's stretched from 45 to 60 minutes back. Listening, he picks up nothing. Clawing the ground, he heads West to the Western marker. Feeling defeated, he trots there too. It's a short distance, but when he shows up, he hunkers down and mellows out. Still perturbed about himself, he wonders, 'Why does this matter? The vampires don't believe there's an inside man helping the werewolves. Can't solve the case without information; which I keep hitting dead ends. Sure, I could head up North and confront Jeffrey, but that elite Vamp will just go somewhere else. I feel like I'm missing something. And now, baby-girl has a slim chance of survival by asking us for a double bite. What the actual fuck. I'm supposed to be the fabled Dire and yet, I can't get honest truths from anyone. The only thing I am good at is fucking, hence the harem of women that stick by me.' He thinks to himself.

Hunkering down, he lets his mind wonder and the time flies by. He's been out there for over three hours, just pondering. He hears his Mistress trying to reach him and yet; he pushes her to the side. Shrugging his shoulders, he doesn't want to be bothered. When another hour goes by, he sits up and takes in his surroundings. 'Nothing new here. Guess it's time to head home.' He tells himself. Turning around, he trots through the forest, heading to his house.

* * * * *

Sasha's worried, but knows that her Master can take care of himself. She's tried reaching him to share her thoughts, but he pushed them aside. Shrugging her shoulders, she rolls her eyes and thinks, 'Be that way. Stubborn like your father. Bear the weight of everything around you, and yet, you have a harem of strong women to help but when push comes to shove, you rather take the burden. When will you learn? We (the harem) are here to help. Chivalrous, maybe, but still bull head his way. Ugh, it's so frustrating when you're like this and yet, I'm still deeply in love with you.' Sitting on the desk chair monitoring her daughter. The rest of her sisters went to bed an hour ago, hoping their man would return for cuddles. If she knows him at all, he wouldn't be cuddling. He would be where I am at now, waiting for his fiancée return to him. Taking a moment, she thinks of him and transports herself into his mind. Looking through his eyes, she sees him trotting along and heading home. Blinking, she says, "Looking forward to seeing you, Master. Love you."

Sam hears his Mistress in his head and rolls his eyes. Picking up the pace, he gallops home to face the music. Entering the house, he locks up and heads upstairs to take a quick shower in the shared bathroom. He's not ready to face the girls just yet. Grabbing a towel, he heads to his old room and sees his Mistress attending to his baby-girl. Reaching out to her, he asks, "Any change?"

Sasha turns her head and smiles. Getting up from the bed, she makes her way towards him. Wrapping her arms around him, she says, "Yes and no. After you've left, she had a few more seizures, but has had none for two hours. Just getting ready for the fever, but she hasn't stirred or said anything just yet. There's still hope, Master. I know Tessa dropped a bomb on us, but you remember, your fiancée is a smart cookie. I don't know what she's striving for, but if anyone can pull this off, it would be her. Stay positive. You blame yourself, but remember, I was there too. I should've done my homework on double bites. Sorry, Master."

Sam caresses her back and combs through her hair. Pulling her hair so her eyes look at his, he says, "Don't blame yourself. There's enough blame to go all around. The time spent out there quells my anger, but you're right. Heather's way smarter than most people. She must've figured something, and I am not giving up on hope. The Dire believes in her and so should we. We just have to be patient. How did the girls take it?"

Pressing her softness against his chest, she says, "Vivian was stunned; as for Tessa and Tanya, they still have doubts. However, they're still hopeful. They're sleeping. They hoped you would return for cuddles, but if I know you at all, you would be here waiting for a sign. If you like, we can wait together. Would you like that, Master?" She feels his hand slide down her back to her waist. Feeling them slip to grab her heart-shaped ass brings a smile to her lips. She hears, 'Sounds good, slut.'

Sam tosses his towel into the hamper and throws on a pair of boxer shorts on. Pulling that desk chair closer to the bed, he sits down and looks onward, watching his Mistress take care of their own. He watches her check her temperature by placing her forearm over her forehead and it's a little warm; still within parameters. He concentrates on her face, and not on the changes below. Putting his head down, he says a small prayer to God. He says, 'My family isn't really religious, however I believe in a higher power than my own. I know we all have a purpose within your kingdom, whether up there or here. Not asking for much, but hope you give my friend and lover the wisdom to see this through. Miss her terribly. Thanks for taking the time to listen to probably a slew of requests. Just hope mine makes it through. Thanks for your time, lord.' His brief prayer comes to a quick end, when his Mistress sits on his lap. He instantly wraps his arms around her and says, "Not complaining, but what's this?"

"Just wanted to be close to you, Master. I can detest to this, but we all love having your arms around us. It's the best feeling to be in your arms. Plus, you know me; can't get enough of you. We can watch her together." Sasha says with a big grin on her face.

Sam holds her tight and says, "How should we pass the time?" Even after he said it, he knows what his slut's going to say. Sure enough, she turns around and says, "It's a start of a new day, Master. You have some holes to reclaim; don't know what tomorrow will bring but you should get started. Are you up for it?' Feeling her grind against him on his lap. With eyes looking upward, he says, "You know the answer to that, slut. I am always up for you and your beautiful holes.

Smiling to herself, Sasha gets off his lap and stands up. Turning around, she takes off her sports bra, freeing her 36 DDD breasts. Shoving her thumbs into her waistband of her yoga pants, she hip hikes left and right to shimmy the pants, along with her panties off her hips and down her legs. Standing naked, she kicks her discarded clothing to the side. Walking back towards him with a flare of her sexy hips, she immediately drops to the floor. Looking up at him, she says, "A little help or do you want me to rip them to shreds to get things started?" Seeing him bite his lower lip, she watches him lift off the chair slightly to side off his boxer shorts. Seeing his semi-hard cock in all his glory, she licks her lips and looks forward to getting things started. In her mind, she tells herself, 'Definitely going to relish this.' As her inner cum-slut looking forward to her next meal.

Sam sits patiently, watching his mistress devour his cock with her mouth. Bobbing her head up and down, taking it all, and never taking her eyes off of me. She loves giving me pleasure; my cock loving whore. Her tongue circles around my tip before plunging down to caress the underbelly of my cock. Working her magic to get me rocked hard so I can take her other holes. As she bobs to bring forth my precum, I can smell her nectar that's flowing between her nether lips. She's saturated with need, and yet she keeps blowing me. He knows her well; she'll continue to blow me to get my supposedly delicious cum and forgo getting her holes plowed or filled. With each stroke of her tongue, and the feel of her throat gets me ever closer to blowing my load. Looking down at her, he says, "I know you have no qualms about how you get my essence, but that should be sufficient. One hole filled; time to fill the others. Don't worry, I promise to cum down your throat and feed your inner cum-slut. Now rise, mount me, and ride your Master's cock. You know you want to."

"You know me so well. It's like you're in my head or something," Sasha says as she finishes licking his crown to follow her Master's order. Rising, she straddles his thighs, pressing her 36 DDD breasts into his face, and getting some enjoyment out of it before reaching down to grab hold of his cock. Rubbing it between her heated lips, she feels his little head rub her clit the right way, and she shudders a little. With a deep sigh, she inserts him in her hole, and slowly slides down, taking him 1 inch at a time. When she gets close to bottoming out, she moves forward. She wishes she can take all of him like her sisters, however, she's happy to take most of him. As she takes the load off of her legs, his cock rubs against her G-spot and that's all it takes for her to clamp down and shudder against him. Digging her nails into his shoulders, arching her back, as she cums. You would think she would get used to it; cumming on his cock every day, but she doesn't. His cock just blows her mind, or actually her holes, away. Shaking her head, she repeats herself, 'Can't get enough of him. So glad he's my one and only. So thankful for accepting this relationship with me. You fulfill my needs and desires. Love you so much.' Her eyes were open to look at his bright blue ones staring at her. It's as if he can read my mind or something. Seeing his smile, she hears, 'Love hearing your thoughts, Sasha. Yes, that got your attention. You hate when I call you by your name. But you forget who owns all of you. You gave yourself to me willingly. To settle your mind at ease, I have no desire to see you with another man. With that said, I will never let another man touch or defile your holes, cause they're mine. I took ownership when you gave me your body, mind, spirit, and now, love. We're bonded for life, my cock loving whore.' The shudders dissipate and yet she's coating his balls with her fluids. What he said makes her feel owned and desired, wrapped with a bow. She's the luckiest woman, to have a unique connection with him. Combing through his hair with her fingers, she feels emotional.

Sam feels her pressing her softness into his face and her lips on his forehead. Not wasting any time, he takes her right nipple into his mouth and sucks on it with dear life. Caressing her nipple with his tongue, circling it before drawing more of her tit flesh into his mouth. He feels her pulling his head down to take as much of her. His fingers drop from her waist to caress her heart-shaped ass. Gripping her derriere, he moves her forward to feel himself slide out of her and letting go to fill her up once more. Hearing her soft moans fills him with joy, but it stops when he hears her in his mind. 'Master...' Pulling back from her breast, he says, "Shhhh, I know, slut. You don't have to say a word, cause I know. I feel it through the bond every day. Just know that I will never leave you, my first slut. Now, 'Cum' for me."

Sasha hears his command resonating in her mind. For some odd reason, it resonates throughout her body. Cum. Cum, cum. She feels her body tightening around his cock and feels her core explode. Feeling the warmth build from within to shoot out her release. Digging her nails into his shoulders, her body shudders harder than when she first insert him into her tight cunt. Her mind is a blank slate and yet she feels wonderful. No control over her body. It rattles against him with a sheer force of its own as she cums twice as hard. Pulling back her nails, she sits there, content knowing that her Master controls her orgasms. It's pure bliss being his submissive, and yet she hears him. 'Ride me. Move those big hips of yours and show me your conviction as my true first slut and submissive.' Hearing his words, she gets to work, and move her hips to force him out to only to feel him thrust back into her again. In her mind, she says, 'Mine.' However, she shows her love and conviction through her actions by pressing her softness against him, combing through his locks, grabbing a head of hair to tilt his head back so her lips can capture his. Through the kiss, she tells him how much he means to her, and rides him like the whore she truly is.

Getting into the mood, Sam grabs her ass and stands up. Feeling her immediately wrap her legs around his back, he helps her drive his cock into her tight cunt. Combing through her locks, he grabs a head of her hair to pull her head back to raise her lips to return the favor. Losing himself, he ravishes her lips before pulling back to kiss and suckle her neck. Fighting the urge to bite her, he thinks of a new position and feels her following his command. Watching her drop to the floor, disengage herself from his cock, to only turn around and bend over at the bottom of the bed. Seeing her wetness drip down her thighs, waiting for him to take what's his. Stepping forth, he grabs the base of his cock and slides it between her nether lips. Driving into her once more, he feels her shuddering, but wastes no time. Grabbing her hips, he pounds her from behind like the bitch she is.

Feeling his girth plow and rub against her lips and the sensations it brings. Sasha's beside herself, and all she can do is revel with it. Suddenly, she feels his hand grabbing her hair and pulling her back. Her eyes look up at him and see his sneer, but give in cause he's her everything. His hand moves forward to wrap around her neck. She wraps her hand on top of his. Squeezing his hand to tighten his grip around her neck, her eyes roll, but she feels him changing the angle by pulling her up. She feels his mouth nibbling against her neck, and hears his thoughts, 'Mine'. With a whisper, she says, "Yours. Always." Still feeling him drive into her, her eyes roll back because of the angle, but what pulls her back is when she feels his hand between her thighs. Feeling his deft fingers searching for it, she's screaming don't, too sensitive right now. However, they move closer to her hooded clit, and suddenly feel him rubbing her with two of his fingers. She loses all control as her body shudders harder against him. Eyes roll back, and her cunt shoots her release on the edge of the bed as her body shudders from an intense orgasm.

Letting go of his hold against her, Sam pulls his arms back and lets her drop to the edge of the bed. Grabbing her hips, he slowly pulls out and hears her in his mind. 'NO. Don't pull it out. I want more of him.' He smiles, but grabs the base of his cock to tease her tiny little pearl with a couple of slaps before resting it between the crack of her ass. Taking a breather, he grabs the base of his cock once more and pulls himself back to place his tip against her puckered asshole. With no remorse, he plunges all 12 inches into her anal canal. Making her last orgasm much better with an anal orgasm on top of it. He feels her come alive as he hears her moaning her first anal orgasm of the morning. Grabbing her hips, he slowly moves himself within. Feeling every texture and rub of her anal walls around him. Definitely a different feeling, and damn, does she feel good? He hears her, 'Take it. Take all of me. Fuck me, hard. I know you want to let loose.' Tilting his head with a snicker, he follows her demands and fucks her hard as he can. Plowing her ass; taking her last hole and feeling his cock slowly getting thicker. In the next ten minutes, he brings out 2 more intense anal orgasms before he pulls out of her. Feeling his stamina slipping, he waddles back to the chair. To his surprise, his slut follows him and downing his cock down her throat.

Reaching out to him, Sasha says, "Relax, Master. You've worked hard; satisfying your first slut's holes and needs. My turn to return the favor. Use my mouth/throat to your heart's content. Cum for me. Cum into her cum dumpster & whore. Fill my tummy with your delicious essence where it belongs." As she bobbing down with so much fervor. Hearing him grunt just fuels her resolve. She wants nothing more that to serve and satisfy him. Feeling both of his hands pushing her hair back to the back of her head. To feel him grab the back of her head before thrusting his cock further down her throat. Her eyes grow big knowing he's so close. With one final deserve speech, she says, "Cum for me. My love." With that, she hears his loud grunt, and hears, 'Here it cums, my cock whore. Swallow all of me.' Her inner cum-slut is jumping for joy cause she's going to be filled with delicious cum and make her extremely happy to be filled and used. Her eyes roll backwards as she feels his cock vibrate in her throat. Blasting his essence down. Rubbing his thighs, she says, "Thank you, my love, for using your first slut for your cum disposal. Continue to use me as you see fit. Love you."

Sam feels all his energy and strength leave him as his cock fires volley after volley of his cum down his first slut's throat. She's taking every ounce of his life force, even though she isn't a succubus. Definitely a good way to pass the time, and yet, he feels himself dozing in the chair. Trying desperately to keep his eyes alert to monitor baby-girl's progress. Leaning in the back of the chair, he doesn't feel his cock pulsating any longer. She took everything out of him and then some. 'Fuck, it's hard to keep my eyes open. So tired', he thinks to himself. Instantly he feels being pulled to his feet and walked over o the opposite side of the bed.

Sasha drops him on the opposite side of the bed. Laying him down head first and reaching down to lift his legs onto the bed. She combs back his locks and says, "You've worked hard, my love, filling and reclaiming your first slut's holes. Rest next baby-girl and give her attention. It's her turn now. Sleep with your fiancée, and give her the courage to come back to us. Love you, Master. Don't worry, I will monitor her while you sleep."

Hearing her words, it relaxes him further and soon he enters the black. Feeling his weight slip by, he immediately sits down to meditate. Trying to build a bridge to his baby-girl's conscience.

Sasha walks over to the bed and feels her daughter's forehead and it's getting warmer. Dipping the washcloth into the basin, she wrings it out and places the cold towel and places it on her head. She says, "Hope this will help with your fever. Be back shortly, going to take a quick shower and clean myself up. Love you, baby." Her hand slips from her sister's shoulder to drop to squeeze Heather's left breast. Feeling it, her hand is having a hard time wrapping around it. Feeling its weight, she notices the difference immediately. Her tits have gotten bigger. With sheer look down at her sister, she smiles and says, "Your body is changing. That's a good sign. Wonder what else has changed? Look forward to seeing the new you, my love." Before dropping down to give her lover a quick peck on the lips. Flicking her nipple, she pulls back with a smile on her lips. Pulling back, she heads to the Master bedroom to check on her sisters. They're resting beautifully. Each cuddling up with one another. Smiling to herself, she heads to the Master washroom to take a quick shower to feel reborn again.

After cleaning herself, and feel the heated water rejuvenate her body and senses, Sasha dresses and heads back to monitor her baby-girl. Pulling the dried towel from her sister's brow, she dips it into the cold basin to wring it and place it back on her forehead. Once done, she reaches underneath to pull out her sister's hand and hold it. She feels her heart steady as it pumps blood through her body. Bringing her hand to her lips, she recounts when she first met this woman and how it changed her life forever. Time slips by, but she continues her duty to take care of her sister. Taking a moment to not only cool her head from the fever, but to wash her upper body with the cold towel as well. Whatever she has to do to break her sister's fever. In the end, her sister's fever broke around 5:30 am. Looking at the time, she needs to put a different hat on and take care of the house. Walking up to her, she whispers, "Heading downstairs to make breakfast. Master's here next to you, so you're not alone. I will check on you when I finish. Love you, baby." Giving her another peck on the lips, she heads downstairs to make breakfast for her lovers.

Downstairs whistling as she cooks breakfast for her newly family, Sam rolls onto his side. In doing so, he wraps his arm around his baby-girl. Feeling her body next to him, he's beside himself that someone finally stuck around to cuddle with. Caressing her belly, his hand slips down to the mattress between himself and baby-girl.

Unbeknownst to Sam, Heather moves her thumb and fingers over top of her Master's. Instantly, her dreams shift into his and all she sees is darkness. Not knowing where she's at, she calls out and asks, "Daddy?"

Chapter 20.7

Heather peers into the blackness, looking for any light source. Seeing nothing, she wonders where she is at, cause she knows this isn't her dream. All she can do is call out and hope someone here will identify what this place really is. She heard from her mother that daddy usually dreams about dark places such as this. So attentively, she calls out to him. "Daddy? Are you here?" To her surprise, she gets a reply. She hears, 'Baby-girl, is that you?' Smiling to herself, she replies, "Yes, daddy! It's me. Where are you by chance?"

Sitting on the floor, Sam's been meditating on today's; no, last night's event. He's pondering doing the right thing by listening to his baby-girl's request for the double bite. Deep down she had to have known the consequences and yet she chose this, but why? Hearing her voice, pulls him away from his thoughts. At first he thought he was hearing things, but when she called out a second time. He knew it was real; to a certain point. Dreams make things seem real when they're not. Testing the dream, he directs her to his location. It's been close to 12 hours not hearing her voice, and hearing it again is definitely a dream come true. She's next to him in the real, comatose, fighting the real fight of staying alive. When he sees her, he's shocked that she's still wearing her black pants and Carbon fiber top that's hiked up bearing her knife wound on her left side. Seeing it again brings those painful memories again; that he had failed to protect her. She lost a lot of blood and passed out accordingly.

As she approaches, Heather sees him naked while sitting on the floor. Tilting her head to the side, she says, "Do you normally sit on the floor, naked, every night, daddy?"

With his eyes, he looks at her and motions her to sit next to him. Seeing her hunker down next to him, he says, "It's good to see you... again. I know this is a dream, but wanted to apologize to you. I thought I could protect you from all that bad things that surround my life and yet you still got stabbed. Hope you can forgive me. As for your question, I will humor all this. Most of my dreams are like this. I sit on the floor, naked, meditate on the day's previous events and sometimes my mind wonders to see future events unfold through a peephole. Your mother sometimes visits me here since we're bonded. She says she misses my dominance but I think she misses my control over her. So what brings you to my dream?"

Shrugging her shoulders, Heather says, "Loneliness. Yes, you're next to me, but sleeping. I'm just lying on the bed next to you fighting to wake myself up from this bad dream. It's great to stumble into your dream, daddy. Miss you so much. I don't know how long it has been, but the process has to take its course. Looking forward to waking up and seeing all of you again. Tried reaching out to you and mother earlier, but guess you didn't hear me or the process hasn't reached that far to communicate to you both via telepathy yet. "

Drawing his arm from his lap, he wraps it around her shoulders. Pulling her closer to him, and rub her shoulders attentively to let her know that she's missed. He says, "These things take time, and you have to be patient. Took me close to 18 hours to finish my metamorphosis; as for you, it's close to 12 is my guess. Granted, there are no clocks here, and it's only a guess. Usually someone will wake me up with a good blowjob right now, but I could be wrong on the time. But it's great seeing you again, baby-girl even if this is a dream. Hope you can come back again soon."

Heather enjoying being close to the one she loves most. She thinks to herself, 'He makes everything easier being around him. You don't have to be on your A game constantly. She listens to what he has to say, but when he says this is a dream, she feels dumbfounded. Sitting up, she says, "Sam, this is real. Yes, I am in your dream, but this is real for me. You said it yourself that most of your dreams are you sitting on the floor meditating. Plus, Mother visits from time to time. If that is the case, then how do you explain this, me?"

Tilting his head from side to side, Sam says, "Easy. You're dressed like you were at the cemetery. In the real world, they've stripped you down to your panties, and your wound is gone. Your mother healed you with her blood. There's not even a scratch on you. Plus, our interaction is weird. The only person who can come here is your mother. So if you're real, how were you able to get here? So you have to be a dream."

Reaching out grabbing his hand, Heather brings it up to her face and says, "Touch me, daddy. I'm real." Seeing no belief, she leans over to kiss him and sees no change. She hears, 'Baby-girl, I've kissed and caressed you a million times. I know what it feels like. This is a dream, and by far the best dream I've ever had recently.' Dumbfounded, she thinks for a moment and he's right that everything perceived in his dream could be very a dream. Smiling, she says, "Ok, you're right about perception. What if I prove to you I know things? For instance, you did patrols by yourself cause you were mad at Tessa for not coming clean about the double bite. And you only found out through Tanya, when she found out that I was double bitten and she feared the worse." Seeing his eyes light says it all. Smiling, she says, "I might be just laying here comatose, but all my senses are heightened. Listened to everyone's conversation since you placed me in bed, daddy."

Sam's eyes light up with shock and says, "Are you truly hear, baby-girl?" Seeing the nod, he smiles and picks her up to place her on his lap. Bringing her into a deep hug, he says, "We miss you so much, baby-girl, but I'm glad you could reach me first. Since you're here, any thoughts and/or need anything?"

Feeling his love, Heather hugs him back, and says, "Miss and love you too, daddy. " Feeling him again feels wonderful, but something seems off as she loses control over her corporeal form. She screams, "Don't let me go, daddy! I'm slipping. Make it stop. Dadddddyyyy?" Right before slipping away to nothingness. She's pulled back into her mind and missing the connection she made with him.

Sam opens his eyes and sees no Heather in his lap. He followed her instructions once again and hold her tight, but in the end; he was just holding himself. Distraught, he gets off the floor and calls out to her to see if she's still here. Hearing nothing, he gets worried and starts searching for her. The once wonderful dream turned into a nightmare, as he can't locate Heather. This agitation wakes him up in the real. Startled, he rolls onto his back and says, "It was just a dream. Fuck, it seemed so real." To himself. Suddenly he hears, 'Daddy?' In his mind. Looking over to the comatose Heather, he says, "Baby-girl, is that you?"

Heather rolls her closed eyes. Why is so hard to believe that I'm communicating with him via telepathy? Taking a deep breath, she says, "Yes, daddy. It's me. Can you hear me in your mind?"

Sam sits up and looks at Heather, still comatose and not moving a single muscle. With his mind, he says, "Yes, baby-girl. I can hear you loud and clear. Shocked to hear you this way. Thought you would've woken up by now."

"Been trying for the past hour, but it feels like I'm swimming in molasses. Hard to keep my head above water. I don't know what happened. One minute I'm in your dream and next I'm being pulled out. Glad to finally break through and communicate with you. What time is it, daddy?" Heather asks.

Looking at the clock next to the bed, he says, "It's quarter till 8 in the morning. Your sisters should get up shortly. Should I go get them for you, baby?"

Taking in the information, Heather can't believe she's been unconscious for over 12 hours, and still finding it tough to fully awake. She must be missing something. By her calculations, her blood saturation levels should be complete. But their venom took their toll on her and she's finally able to reach out to someone to communicate. It's a step in the right direction, but she's still comatose. It would be great to hear from my sisters, but she doesn't want to give them false hope. Yeah, she can communicate, but waking up? That's a different story altogether. She replies, "I think we should wait till after I wake up fully. Don't want to give them false hope if I can't. On a distinct note, I am feeling thirsty. Got anything for me?"

Sam gets out of bed and walks around to grab the glass of water sitting on the night table. Bringing the straw to her lips, he says, "Take a sip, but do it slowly."

Heather takes a sip and immediately coughs it out. She says, "What did you just give me? Tasted awful."

Sam sets the glass back on the table and wipes the excess water with the washcloth. While he's doing that, he says, "Guess your taste buds must've changed, cause it was water. Plain H2O, and lukewarm too. Hmm." Feeling dumbfounded, he's about to head out and ask Mistress to bring something else, but an idea popped into his mind. Taking a chance, he pricked his finger and smears his blood on the bottom of her lip. He then says, "Try this and tell me if you like it." Watching her tongue slip out to lick up the red liquid. Her eyes move back and forth, but says, 'Now that's delicious. What did you just give me?'

Having mixed feelings about this, Sam hoped she would come out of this as a werewolf. However, she loves the taste of blood, making her more vampire. Still, having her still around is better than nothing at all. He says, "That was my blood. It was a shot in the dark and it panned out. Guess you're more vampire than anything else. No worries, I will inform your Mother. Hold for a sec?"

Reaching out to his Mistress, he asks, "Where are you, slut?"

Sasha says, "Downstairs, getting a bite to eat. Why, what's up? Do you need me, Master?"

"Just to let you know that baby-girl is communicating via telepathy and she's thirsty. She requires..." Sam says until he hears her shout out, 'Will join you in a second, Master. Bringing up three bags of blood.'

Looking over at Heather, he relates everything to her and he hears, 'Yeah, I talked to her directly. Told her I'm starving for some blood. Guess I need to replenish some of what I lost. Sorry, daddy.'

Sure enough, Sasha's back in the room with three bags of O negative blood. Setting two pints on the night table, she punctures one with her nail before grabbing the straw from the glass. Making sure there's no water left inside, she places it in the bag. She asks, "Master, can you prop her up so she can feed properly?" She watches him prop her sister up with some pillows. Placing the straw in her sister's lips, she says, "Straw is between your lips. Drink, but do it slowly. I bet you're starving, baby-girl. You lost a lot of blood last night."

Heather draws the blood through the straw and when it comes in contact with her tongue, her eyes rollback. Instantly, her mind becomes clearer, and it definitely hits the spot. Her hunger is relatively high, but she follows her mother's advice and drinks at a slow pace. With each slurp, she starts to feel better.

She takes about 15 minutes to drink down one bag; so 45 minutes later, she's consumed 3 pints of blood. Pulling the last bag from her sister's lips, Sasha asks, "How do you feel now, baby?"

Heather reaches out to both of them via telepathy and says, "Feeling much better. Stronger even. Thank you for asking."

Sam looks at his bonded with hope, but wonders when she'll wake up fully. Feeling his thoughts through the bond, she turns to her sister and asks, "That's great to hear. Now try to wake up or move a finger. Anything, at this point."

Heather's trying, but nothing seems to move. Feeling frustrated, she says, "Trying, but nothing seems to work. I have cognitive function, but my muscles feel dead. I don't know what to tell you."

Sasha just nods her head with a sad face, but tries to keep positive. She says, "Perhaps you just need time. You just down 3 pints of blood, and you just need time to recoup function of your limbs before waking up for us. Let's give it an hour and check back in with you, baby. I know you're frustrated, but let's try this approach until we can come up with something more substantial. Sound good?"

"Ok, mommy. I know this is hard for the both of you; definitely harder for me. Can't tell you why or what's wrong, but I am definitely trying to come back to you. Miss interacting with all of you." Heather says to them both. She tries to sound confident, but at this stage of the game, she does not know what could be the trouble. Listening to other people's ideas sound better than doing nothing. Sounding chipper, she says, "Guess I will see... um, hear you both in an hour." Reaching out to Sam, she says, "It's ok, daddy. You should head downstairs and get a bite to eat. Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere." As she chuckles to herself and in the chat.

Sam replies and says, "Ok. Be back before you know it. Mistress will stay behind to keep you company. Look forward to interacting with you soon, baby." He heads downstairs to eat breakfast along with his other mates.

As for Sasha, she keeps Heather entertained, hoping in an hour she can either wake up or show some type of movement that things are progressing. To her shock, her sister mentioned something that caught her off guard.

Heather chats with her mommy/lover and asks, "Did you enjoy it? Squeezing my breast and flicking my nipple. Guess you can't restrain yourself sometimes."

Feeling slightly embarrassed, Sasha says, "I did actually, and you're right, I couldn't help myself. Had to give them a squeeze to check something out and sure enough, your breasts have gotten bigger. Granted, your laying on your back to properly tell, but they feel much bigger. Was wondering what else changed on you."

Snickering in her mind, Heather just smiles but says, "I wonder, too. Didn't think my body would change that dramatically since being bitten. Look forward to seeing the changes; once I waken up first." Still trying to move something... anything and yet nothing comes from it. Feeling discouraged, she lays back and thinks about her predicament. Why can she communicate with her mind but not move? She remembers what her mother said, 'Give it time.' Perhaps her mother is right that her metamorphosis isn't finished, but something doesn't add up. Definitely alive, can communicate via telepathy, but can't move.

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Sam enters the kitchen to find it bare. With that in mind, he heads to the fridge to grab a bottle of water before proceeding to the Dining room. Upon entering, he sees that all the fixings are in glass containers, sealed to keep them fresh. Opening up the lids, he grabs a plate and fills it up with all the fixings before taking a seat. As he eats, he tries to focus on the positives, but that lingering regret still hangs off to the side. Shrugging his shoulders, he says to himself, 'At least she can communicate. Still a positive thing than the alternative. Sitting down at the Dining table, it gives him time of reflection. However, it gets cut short when his mates decide to wake up and make their way downstairs for breakfast.

Everyone's quiet this morning. Their thoughts are on their sister. Each grabbing a plate to fill it with all breakfast wholesomeness. Breakfast comes with scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, and toast. Today, however, it also came with muffins, yogurt, and Danish. Shockingly enough, the only one that takes the Danish is Tessa because of her sweet tooth, but no one complains. No, they're thoughts are on their sister and the toll it's taking on Master and Mistress. Each one of them stopped by to check on her, peeking through the door. Seeing Mistress talking with her; keeping her entertained. Which is great, but still seeing their sister comatose. Each one of them wants to ask, but is afraid to say anything. Each one of them is looking at each other in hopes someone will speak, but it's their Master that speaks first.

Sam says, "It seems you have questions. Just spill it, than looking at one another in hopes someone will break the ice. I promise I won't bite your head off if you do."

Upon hearing that, the girls let out a deep sigh of relief. None of them want to intrude or cause him anymore discomfort than what he already has on his plate. Vivian speaks up. She says, "We're just wondering if there's any change? We stopped to check on her before coming down and it seems there's no change."

Pushing his plate forward, Sam sits his back against the seat. Looking at his mates, he says, "It's complicated. Meaning, yes, there have been changes and no, she is still comatose. I know it sounds dubious, but I will share what we know now. Your sister is communicating with myself and Mistress via telepathy. She's cognitive and on point with everything that has happened to her. As for changes, she was thirsty an hour ago. However, she was only interested in blood. With that said, she drank 3 bags of blood. She feels refreshed, but still can't move a muscle. It's on Mistress' opinion to give the blood consumed time to circulate the body before attempting to wake up or move. We're hopeful, but trying to figure out some solution for her to wake up at this point. Basically grabbing straws to why she's still comatose, but able to talk via her mind." Letting that sit in, he continues, "I know you're excited to chat with her, but we don't want to overwhelm her at this point." Seeing their faces, especially Tessa's tells all. They're pretty shocked and stoked, however Vivian's hopeful but still have concerns. Looking straight at her, he nods his head cause he too has concerns that are not willing to be shared. Looking at the clock, he wipes his face with a napkin before pushing his chair back. Grabbing his plate, he heads to the Kitchen to rinse it before placing it in the dishwasher. Tossing his plastic bottle in the recycle, he heads upstairs, because it's been close to an hour.

Knocking on the door, Sam enters and reaches out to his Mistress. He asks, "Any change?" To which she replies, 'None. We said to give it an hour, but I bet she's been trying since you left. She's eager to interact with all of us; especially with you, but something is keeping her back.'

Sam looks at the alarm clock sitting on the nightstand and says, "Hey baby-girl, it's been almost an hour. Do you notice or feel any changes since I was last here?"

Heather has been trying to wake up and/or move something, and yet nothing changed. She's at her wit's end and feels like it's hopeless cause. Laughing at herself, she feels like she's trapped within her own body. The symptoms present like ALS; the mind is functioning but the signals are being blocked hence why she can't move or wake up. With a deep sigh, she speaks her thoughts, and says, "Sorry, been trying, daddy, but it seems it's a no go. I know your disappointed; more so me than all of you. Dumbfounded about why I can't wake up. I feel like I'm missing something."

Sam puts his head down and says, "Don't get discouraged. It's only been 14 hours since the stabbing. We'll figure this out, I'm sure of it. Just have to stay positive. That' all."

Sasha looks over at him and feels his sorrow. They both want their lover up and about like nothing happened. She says, "I will give you some time with her. Going downstairs to check on my sisters and help clean up breakfast. Be back shortly, my love." Standing up, she places her hand on his shoulder to reassure him before leaving.

Sam picks up Heather's hand and caress it. He can feel it's slightly cooler than his own, but her heart rate is steady. Bring it up to his lips, he asks, "Can you feel this?"

Smiling internally, Heather says, "I can feel your lips on my hand, and the moisture of your kiss but I can't move it to caress your face, my love."

Sam brings her hand back to the bed and still caresses her hand. He says, "Baby steps then."

Out of nowhere, Heather shouts out, "Mother-trucker!"

Sam's eyes light up and wonders why she's so animated and almost cursing. Squeezing her hand, she asks, "Is everything ok, baby-girl?"

Heather feels dumb, and it's been sitting on her chest for how long. If she had her eyes open, she would've figured it out sooner. She just remembered that she asked him to mark her. Reaching out to him, she asks, "Sorry for my language, but just had an idea. If my eyes were open, I would've figured it out sooner. Daddy, did you mark me as promised?"

Sam nods his head but says, "Of course, baby-girl. Both of us followed your instructions to the letter. Why do you ask?"

"You will not like this, but I think my body needs to be jumpstarted. Not 100 percent sure, but I think my metamorphosis is complete since I can communicate with both of you. I think my synapses are misfiring and need an electric jolt to re-align them. Are you ready, my love?" Heather asks.

Sam squeezes her hand and says, "I'm ready, but to be devil's advocate here. Do you think this will work? Hate to do this and make everything worse than what they already are."

Heather takes a moment and says, "Sam, it's been over 12 hours and I've gone through many changes. As they say, curiosity killed the cat. I definitely want to interact with you and my family again. I know this sounds crazy, but I know in my bones that this feels right. It will work; I just know it."

Giving her hand another squeeze, Sam nods his head and says, "If you believe it will work, then go for it, baby-girl. You haven't failed me yet."

"Thanks, daddy. Well, here goes... Sam, my love, it's been a journey with you. It's only been two months and yet I know I want to spend the rest of my life with you. You don't know this about yourself, but your every woman's dream. Very charismatic, handsome, with a good heart. You inspire me to do my best and encourage me when I am down. You are my heart, and I love you." Heather says to him.

Sam feels his heart ache after hearing his baby-girl's testimonial. It was very moving, and now it's up to him to complete the ritual. He says, "When we first met, your work ethic and the way you handled yourself impressed me. Glad our lover called you to do more testing on me. It was definitely a shock, but a good outcome in the end. You're my baby-girl, and my best friend. The only one that teases me and gets away with it. You're smart, gorgeous, and down to earth. What every guy wants, and you're my heart. With that said, I want to spend all my days with you, Heather Sinclair cause I love you."

The circle has been complete, and Sam sees her mark glowing. Dropping her hand, he feels her love coursing through his body as he falls to the floor onto his knees. Making fists with his hands to deal with the upcoming pain. He feels the electric pain coursing through every fiber of his being. He growls in frustration as the pain becomes intense. With every jolt, he feels his body getting stronger. As quick as it started, the fire within diminishes which leaves him breathless, and with it, he falls to the floor. In seconds, he feels his Mistress' hands turning him over and asking him a question.

Sasha turns her master onto his back. Cradling his head, she asks, "Are you alright, Master? We heard your growl and raced up here."

He says, "I'm fine. H, how's baby-girl?"

All eyes look at baby-girl and suddenly it's her turn to feel his love coursing through her body. She starts to twitch and shake uncontrollably. Tessa enters the room to help her out, but the electricity coursing through her sister's body is too much that it discharges and throws Tessa to the floor. Sitting up, Tessa looks onward and her eyes grow big, seeing her sister's body elevating off the bed. Suddenly they hear her cry out, but to the werewolves, it sounded more like a growl. Just like Sam's pain, it came on quick and exits the same. She slowly drops back down on the bed.

Sam pushes off the floor and against his Mistress. Making his way to the bed, he says, "Did it work, baby-girl?"

Before she opens up her eyes, Heather smiles and says, "I believe so, daddy. Feel amazing, my love." Her eyes blink rapidly, and suddenly they open. Turning her head to the side, she says, "How do I look, daddy?"

Sam's eyes look at hers with shock and says, "What did you do?"