10. Livin' On A Prayer.

I hadn't changed to human form yet because I didn't want to. Now, it was just me and my kittens. I had reserved some meat for myself that was easily available and some super nutritious kibble made for Mimosa. And water. No caffeine or anything sugary, as I was now an alpha female, very much in my feline instincts overdriven. My cubs were my priority and my food times were short because I did not want to leave my cubs at all. 

I always went to eat them when I had the energy or could get away. My teats were a favorite, especially Lepard, who couldn't seem to get them off, even when he fell asleep with a teat in his mouth. Then someone pushed him off, and he woke up.

He started crying so long before he could get back up. Lepard was bigger and stronger than his littermates, and I tried to keep a close eye on them to ensure they all got enough milk. At least Lepard did. All of my cubs smelled of my strawberry and even lepard had a hint of passionfruit in him. It was much mellower and sweeter than Damon's his own scent.

He also smelled a little burned so I suspect him being a vampire and them being a vampire on top of this, was nothing new to me, after all, we both were vampires so it would be logical to assume that at least some of these would be vampires. As they were vampires, at least some of them I had nibbled the skin on my belly open after they had eaten, so there was blood if someone needed some. And I got quite many of them drinking my blood. I had no idea how much they would require, but I went with what my instincts told me. 

Charles asked, " What have you eaten? Or drunk? Remember to drink enough if you're making so much milk."

I told him what I ate but didn't tell him how often, i.e., two times a day, or the exact amount, i.e., what I could gobble up in six minutes. I just said that I ate. I didn't even want Charles near my puppies. I said to him I have vampires here too. He said nothing back or commented on my milk deliveries to the kitchen. I had delivered now another batch there too after Mimosa had thanked me for excellent milk for their babies.

I told her that according to one book; it is usually the alpha females' job to provide milk for all and the best colostrum too. Mimosa was puzzled. How come Damon did not know that? I did not comment. I told Mimosa about my peach-colored wolves and my clouded lepards and she was so eager to meet them someday, and that did not scare or anger me. I could let her come and visit, but no Damon or any males. 

"Mariella, Mimi made 37, eats kibble and meat, and drinks water. No caffeine, no sugary anything. She does not want me to check on her. As you know, she has delivered milk several times, and that milk is strong. That's all I got out of the lady," Charles said to Mariella.

She replied, " As long as she eats and drinks, that's the main thing. This milk is truly excellent and full of everything that our cubs need, and I don't have to feed them. "

Mariella's instincts had taken over to the extent that she perceived Mimi as a threat to her and Damon's relationship. She was grateful for the milk as well as Damon had been, but she did not want Mimi to come near Damon and take him away from her. So she released another pheromone.

Of course, she was not the only one going all hormonal. Di, her clouded leopard, was the actual mother of these. She had her own ideas to secure an alpha male to take care of her cubs. Not alpha female's cubs. Di was very good at talking to Mariella and also with other cats.

And Mimi's snow leopard, Bella, was one bitch that gave Di all of those great ideas for keeping Damon. As Bella was alpha, she did not want Damon, so she sold him to Di. There was a real feline drama going on. Mariella was blissfully unaware of the extent of it. She had Damon and didn't want to let him anywhere near her.

Damon noticed this. He used his alpha power to press Di down, punish her kind of, and draw power from her same time while getting Mariella to obey too, "Mariella, turn human, and let's take a shower."

Mariella hissed. She was in her jaguar form, washing Demon, who purred on his back, belly full of Mimi's milk. Damon had teleported to the kitchen after Charles had told him and went to check out that milk. They had gotten little formula, as he wanted the best for his cubs. That milk had been perfect, about 50 times stronger than Mariella's own colostrum and cubs really grew when they had started drinking it. 

Damon said, "Remember? No attitude, obey."

Mariella hissed again. She pulled Demon closer, ignoring Damon fully. 

Damon said, " That first one was the warning. Now comes the action."

He walked over to Mariella in cat form and took her firmly by the scruff of the neck. And he waited. Mariella growled. Damon took and dragged Mariella to the middle of the floor by the back of her neck, got her on her stomach, went on top, and plunged his cock right into Mariella's greedy cunt.

He swelled, and his spikes began to grind; Mariella grunted and hissed. Damon pushed deeper and deeper. He felt the soft mushroomy tissue of her cervix against the tip of his cock, and he whipped into it whenever he hit. His pace was slow but powerful.

Mariella would feel this: the hit and the whip. After five lashes, the spongy sensation began to fade. He felt the tip of his cock already beginning to sink into her womb.

Mariella felt this and became enraged. She's not going to be inseminated! Whip and thrust, whip, cock thrusting deeper and deeper, time after time. When Damon felt the barrier was almost gone, he picked up the pace. His thrusts were strong, sure, and hard. The bruised cervix was almost open.

With each thrust, he shot substances already in the womb each time the prickly intruder got that much further. Finally, Damon's thrusts struck through her cervix and deep into the uterus. The obstacle had been overcome. Mariella gasped.

Damon was satisfied. He warned. I really, really warned. Now Mariella would be punished. The more he pushed these horny substances during this litter, the more fertile the female would be, and the more puppies would come. Damon knew he'd be breeding her all week while caring for the others. As he let his substances flood Mariella's defenseless womb, he felt a deep sense of triumph.

He won. His spines contained the same relaxant with which he had originally opened her womb. The spines now sunk deep into the cervical mucosa, and the relaxant flowed in steadily. Now Mariella's uterus would always be open. He could get in there without a problem.

For the next two days, he trained Mariella. She would nurse the cubs and wash them, but when they were asleep, Mariella had his dick deep in her womb, flooding her with heat substances. The next litter would be bigger. Mariella was no longer disobedient after the first time, but Damon mated for two days to make Mariella understand.

Then, they changed to human form. But the pack had its own crisis to be dealt with, too.

"Damon, I'm sorry, I don't know .." Mariella started.

Damon looked at his wife, amused. "Darling, those instincts, those instincts. Maybe next time I warn you, you'll try to remember unless you secretly wanted that."

Mariella was silent. Well, at first, the first time had been kind of humiliating when Damon had beaten her, but being a creature of lust, she didn't really find much wrong with two days.

Damon sighed. " Think about it, darling. You're nice and usually obey, but your instinct drives you to rebel. What do you think the wolves and Mimi will do?"

Mariella mentally pictured Mimi in cat form under Damon. Helpless. Damon breeding, inserting his substances deep inside Mimi's fertile womb, his cock hard and prickly inside Mimi... Dominating.

Mariella couldn't take any more and took Damon into the shower and flattened herself against the wall. Damon accepted the offer. From the shower, they continued to the bed. The puppies were now five days old. Soon, they would be tasting solid. These were magic puppies. Although the start was almost at the pace of normal puppies, it would quickly pick up. It was also expected that the puppies would talk.

A few hours later, Charles said to Mariella, "We will have a few issues with Mimi then, so if Damon is planning to go in there, I don't recommend that."

Mariella frowned and asked her protector via mind link, "Tell me more. That does not sound good." 

Charles sighed. He explained to Mariella shortly what had happened during these two days. They had been worried about Mimi and when Mimosa had told them how it is the alpha female job to provide milk and no one took care of Mimi during gestation; they had no idea how long she had been making milk. They were quite damn irritated with Damon when he had not made sure that either of them would care for Mimi, as she was most important to care for. She would do most of the work.

So they wanted to stop that milk production because milk was plentiful and Charles had wanted to see Mimi. Mimi had been teleported the next day, yesterday to the kitchen, and brought again a huge amount of milk about 25 liters. Charles saw that she had lost weight and a lot. She had been dressed covering, and she had not let Charles drink from her, or taste her blood so he could have done better substance to stop her milk production. And then she had not eaten, just been there a short while and teleported away.

He and Adam had then talked about this. They had made racks so wolves cubs were easy to feed. Adam had then today wanted to see Mimi and those cubs, too. He had had to make quite a darn potent spell to find her, as she had put pheromones in everywhere so no one would come close.

Then Adam had not knocked on the door but opened it, and Mimi had attacked straight on. As a jaguar, and with no warning. Adam had healed, but his shirt was tattered as Mimi had slashed him. He had managed to put an energy barrier on and closed the door. But they know now where Mimi's den is, as she is too dangerous to approach. 

Damon sighed, he said, "In no circumstances, do not go in there, I will take care of her when the time is right, Mariella was a little feisty but there will be so wonderful challenge that my alpha side is purring when thinking of breeding that one. Of course, we need to see the cubs and mark them, weigh them, and then we will see what needs to be done. But if she is draining milk, it means probably feeding on medbay. But do not go in there. Do not provoke her in any way. Am I making myself clear?" 

Charles grunted. He understood, but he and Adam had a little plan to see into Mimi's den. Now that they knew where it was, they made a little spying place in the room next to that. With a certain spell, one mirror in the wall turned into a two-way mirror, enabling them to see into that room and what was going on. 

What they witnessed was nothing so good, and it was quite clear that things would change quite a lot, too. That is, if Damon could do anything. Men planned a few options, like using some sort of knockout gas or then making a small hole into the wall, and trying to dart Mimi. Drugged meat could work too. One option was to lure her out again, trap her with magic, and subdue her. But they did not share their backup plans, but they would let Damon see things himself. It would be his decision what to do, if anything.

Damon said to Mariella, "Your opinion, darling, but I can say that those two are idiots, go straight into an alpha female with her cubs and think that she is not attacking. She has her instincts up front as we have to, but she is alone and she is the most dangerous beast that those two have ever faced. There is nothing she won't do in order to protect her cubs. "

Mariella sighed. She had no trouble letting Charles or Adam handle their cubs as they had visited a few times and fed their cubs too, as they had been busy mating. But again, they were a pack of lions and Mariella's instinct called her to share her cubs with others when Mimi was not a lion. She was a jaguar, a supernatural one, and now Mariella was not sure if even Damon could get her under control. 

Besides, she had been left to fend for herself, making her go with her instinct without support. Mariela understood too that it would have been a whole different thing to put either Adam or Charles into caring for her. But now was too late for regrets.