Shane looked down at his pocket as Carmen stuffed the ruined briefs into his jacket pocket, commenting that was another 90 bucks shot. This actually made him chuckle and he said.“For me? A souvenir of the night I made you climax four times without a break on your desk. Why? I should get these framed. No, auction them off at the Policeman’s ball. What do you think people will be willing to bid for your panties?” Shane chortled, thoroughly enjoying teasing her so.
Truth was, he loved this gorgeous woman who was now perched upon his lap, looking like she just went ten rounds and barely was able to pick herself up.
“What would you do without me, Love?” he said, teasing her right nipple with the tip of his thumb and forefinger. He stole a quick glance at her, wanting to see her facial expression. It didn’t matter if she was cross, or not, he loved to make her react. He knew her well enough now. She loved his dastardly ways. How he could be dominant one moment, then flippant the next. It was all part of his charm. That Hollywood smile of confidence shining through, with a hint of his elongated fangs, just shy of his lips.
Carmen stared at her man in shock as he made mention of auctioning off her underwear. “Don’t even think about it, Mister. Those are for your eyes only.” she smirked, poking him in the shoulder as she did so.
“What would you do without me, Love?” He wondered as his fingers teased her nipple. She inhaled sharply as another bolt of desire slammed through her, the rough material of her skirt rubbing against her underwearless bottom.
“I don’t want to contemplate that, Shane.” she stated with direct seriousness, despite her feelings. She did press her breast deeper into his hand though. “I’d most likely go crazy if we were seperated.” She pressed a kiss to his forehead, nose pressed into his hair as she breathed him in. “I won’t let that happen, not if I can help it.” she murmured.
Their relationship was odd to those who viewed them together. Where he was cocky and a tease, she was serious and tough. There was a balance between them that most had a hard time understanding. There were times when they reveresed roles and she was the one doing the teasing, but it was only because it drew him out of whatever funk he happened to be in. She was probably the only woman on the planet who understood the complexities of Shane Williamson, Vampire DA.
And now someone was threatening their very existence. Carmen was not one to back away from a fight. And she would fight with everything she was to keep her, Shane and their friends safe and alive.
She brought herself out of her thoughts, realizing he was still running his fingers over her breast.
“How long before dinner arrives.” she whispered huskily, turning her body so she was straddling his lap and facing him. She leaned over and started nibbling at his neck.
And just like that, the tables were turned. His beautiful mate had straddled him fully, and spoke seriously about how much she needed him…more than that. She would fight for him, and everything they had. Shane loved it when she became serious, and her tone was such that it filled him with renewed vigor.
~That’s my girl~ was what Shane thought to himself, though knowing her, she could probably read his thoughts. When she pressed her lips to his forehead, he actually softened his actions, in the way he tweaked and teased her nipple. A gentle moment, passing between them, before she spoke with that husky voice of hers, now nibbling his neck…asking about food.
Shane eased himself in the chair, his growing manhood rising again, against her sweet bare skin.
“Twenty….minutes.” Was all he could get out, as he felt her fangs brush over the skin of his neck. Shane could barely believe she had it in her to mount him the way she did. His wit seemed to dry up at this point, becoming intoxicated by her. Now she was in charge….for once…..and he didn’t mind at all.
“Twenty…minutes.” she heard him moan as she teased the skin of his neck.
“Mmmm…plenty of time.” she hissed a moment before she pressed her fangs into the vein of his neck. As he had yet to rebutton his pants, his slick hardness was pressed against her and not releasing his neck, she pulled her skirt up over her hips and sank herself down and over him, moaning as he slid into her waiting body like a hot knife through butter. She drank her fill as she moved over him, pulling away from his neck and licking his wounds to seal them before she brought her full attention to giving him the pleasure he had denied himself earlier.
She undid her shirt as her hips moved, unhooking her bra before taking his hands and pressing them to her breasts.
“Take me, lover. Show me everything.” she smirked, staring deeply into his eyes, daring him to unleash the beast she could sense lurking beneath the surface of his skin. She always got the sense that he was holding a part of himself back from her. Not that she minded, but right now, she wanted to see that ironhard control of his snap. He knew she could take whatever he dished out and she wanted to see the real Shane Williamson. “Show me!” she demanded, waiting with a held breath to see if he would finally let himself go.
The hidden truth, the real face of Shane Williamson, was one that he had kept hidden from view all this time. Caught off guard by his beloved, and her sudden desire to woo him into revealing himself, had an affect that even he did not foresee. The press of her fangs into her vein brought a cry from his lips, and he could feel himself losing to the terrible demon below.
“Love…you aren’t ready…for this.” His words said in a staggered way, as though fighting for breath, as she sealed the puncture wounds in his neck. His head tilted back, and his mouth fell open, as he started to shudder violently, his eyelids flickering and showing rapid eye movement. Carmen didn’t stop, taking off her bra and then taking his hands to place on her breasts. He started to squeeze and grope in a brutish way, as his eyes snapped open, and he actually started to rise from the chair. The true vampire was coming out, and his clothes tore from his body, as great wings unfurled behind him. His face elongated and he held Carmen upon him, their bodies locked together almost His eyes were blood red, and a twisted smile appeared on his lips.
He was much larger now, and he held her easily, as his powerful jaws locked down on her neck, his thirst and hunger for her becoming animalisitic, as he forced her to bounce upon him with one hand, yet drinking her blood voraciously. Shane had become inhuman, and his wings beat powerfully, flying her into the nearest wall, where he continued with gusto. Feeding from her while fucking her violently. It was a dangrrous combination, and could not easily be stopped. The vampire drew his head from her neck, and then latched right onto one of her breasts, nearly tearing at it. Would she be able to cope?
“Show me.” she repeated more forcefully. She wanted to see him, needed to see him so that she could make the determination that she could face anything that came her way.
Her wish was granted as his body shuddered violently beneath her. His hands groped her, almost painfully as his eyes snapped open. She gasped both in pain and desire as their hellish gaze pinned her in place. He rose from the chair, his arms tight upon her body as his form shifted beneath her. His clothes practically disintegrated from his body as the largest set of wings she’d ever seen in her life unfurled behind him. His face morphed into one of hellish intent, eyes blood-red and a dark and evil smile upon his lips.
She cried out as powerful jaws locked upon her neck, the beast holding her in its arms drinking deeply from her body. If he had wanted to, he could have torn her throat out in one go. He used one clawed hand to force her body to ride him hard and with one powerful beat of his wings, slammed her back into the nearest wall where he continued to thrust his hardened body into her own. It was violent…and Carmen felt her juices sliding down her legs to drip in a puddle on the floor. She had never been more turned on in her entire life.
He ripped his fangs from her neck, brutal in their exit, her blood splattering the wall behind her as he latched onto the skin of her breast, tearing the skin forcefully and brutally.
“Oh fuck me!” Carmen screamed, hanging on for dear life as her nails tried to find purchase on the tough hide of his shoulders. She had asked for this…and was answered with aplomb…and she was loving every minute of it.
With his changed form, his manhood had grown in length and girth within her and she felt overfull. If she had been able to properly breath, she would have passed out from the lack of oxygen as she struggled to breath. His clawed hands grabbed the globes of her ass as he pounded her into the wall and she felt one of his talons pressing against the entrance of her anal passage.
She writhed in his arms as he took what she offered, proving once and for all that she was no delicate wallflower. Whatever he gave, she took…and took well.
There was no let up in the ferocious sexual hunger of the vampire, with her blood running down his chin, and his face buried within her breasts, his growls were violent and then his talons tore her ass cheeks open wider, as he became almost ferocious, pulling his great girth out of her dripping sex and then he took her hard right up the ass, not giving her a moment to even breath. He threw his head back and jerked and rolled his hips, powering thrusts that were to truly test her will power against this tirade of sexual depravity.
To the Vampire, he would have her bleed in places she never dreamed, and fill her so she could not sit down for a week. His cries were getting louder, and he took her from the wall, pulling out and then forcing her down onto her knees before him. His wings then encircled her and he forced his dripping head to her lips, growling fiercely at her, before gripping the back of her head and making her deep throat his vampiric cock, till she was going to gag.
“MINE!” he roared as his hips pressed forward, and again and again…
What neither of them knew, and would wonder about later when they were both able to think coherently, was as Carmen retained some of her dark fae powers, she had somehow placed a very powerful ward around her office that kept both sight and sound from escaping the walls and out into the police station. No one knew what the two of them were up to in Carmen’s office, and would most likely have passed out in shock if they were to see.
Shane pulled away from the wall, pulling out of her once more and forcing her to her knees. She was a bloody mess and she could have cared less as she stared at the large and dripping appendage hovering in front of her face. It was covered in her own blood and juices and she inhaled, catching his scent as it surrounded her in a haze of lust. His wings encircled around her back drawing her closer. He growled at her as he slid the thickness past her lips, making her deep throat him forcefully. Her gag reflex kicked in and she struggled to pull away so she could take him properly but he would not release her.
“MINE!” he roared above her as his hips pressed foward again and again.
Her struggling slowed to a stop as she finally got used to the thickness of him in her mouth. She swallowed around him, her throat muscles working to relax until he was practically fucking her throat. The taste of the vampire was in her mouth and her fangs decended without her knowledge, scraping along the thick vein of his cock and spilling blood into her mouth. She groaned at the taste of him and reached upward to grip his hips.
She again was proving that she was worthy of being his mate.
Most others would have been afraid for their very lives as Shane revealed his true self to them.
Carmen was definitely a whole different breed of woman.
Shane should have been proud that he had found someone such as her.
Carmen, in the deepest part of her mind, sent a single thought to her mate as he claimed her in a way she never thought possible.
It was macarbe as it was horrific, the sight of the Vampire, taking Carmen with a blood lust and fury that were akin to his actual design. Red blood eyes swirled as the mania took firm hold and his taloned hands gripped her head forcibly, making her take the throbbing blooded meat like he was about to stab her right through to the other side of her skull. As always, his love never failed to impress him with her ability to deep throat such a massive organ. Blooded and torn, she relaxed her throat muscles, and worked his shaft, course her own vampire coming to the fore and then raking her fangs along his shaft, causing more blood to flow into her mouth and down her throat. The sizzling pain this brought made him roar in exctasy, and he finished what he had begun, ejaculating right into the back of her throat with such a load, she would be sure to gag on the sticky white jizz. His wings unfurled behind him and he withdrew from her, rising up off the floor, arching his back, and turning his head from side to side, blood running down his chin, and also his inner thighs.
The beast sated he started to morph back, before falling to the floor in a heap, gasping for breath as he stared at his lover incredulously.
“Did….I…hurt…you?” His feeble attempt to speak, after the shock of what he had just done set in.
He fell to the floor as she crawled toward him, the many cuts, tears and bruises he had applied to her flesh already beginning to heal. She cradled his head in her lap, stroking his hair back from his sweat-covered forehead.
“Did….I…hurt…you?” he asked, his voice tinged with shock and hoarse from his gutteral groans. She could feel that he was upset by what he’d done.
“No, Shane. You didn’t hurt me. You could never hurt me, love.” she smiled down at him. She pulled off her shirt as it was still draped over her shoulders and used the material to wipe Shane’s face. She didn’t care that she was practically naked. All she cared about was the man who’d shown her everything, given her his all and that she was not running away. She was gentle with her touches as he looked at her in surprise. She caught the look and chuckled warmly. “Have you finally realized that I’m with you for the long haul? Because, darlin, the only way you’re getting rid of me is if you kill me yourself.”
The final facet of Shane Williamson had been exposed. The danger beneath the Hollywood smile and daring wit, was by far the most menacing creature, with no regard for anything or anyone but itself. Like Hyde, to Jekyll, this monster was kept under wraps for a very good reason. Shane was ashamed of his true form, his true self. Sure, he had shown off tiny glimpses of his ferocious nature, but nothing this volatile before. Panting, he struggled to regain his breathe, as Carmen crawled across the floor to be at his side. His question, asked between taking breaths had her looking at her, wondering if she would reject him outright, for the horror he unleashed on her being. But he was so shocked by her reply, that it left him speechless.
“No, Shane. You didn’t hurt me. You could never hurt me, love.”
Carmen wiped up the traces of blood on his face with a remnant of material from her clothing, and he could not help but just gaze at her in wonderment. Not till now, did he realize the extent of his love for her.
“Have you finally realized that I’m with you for the long haul? Because, darlin, the only way you’re getting rid of me is if you kill me yourself.”
“But…I could have…” Shane said hoarsely, before pulling her into his arms, and kissing her with almost a desperate need. He held her as though he never could let her go. There was no jokes about ruined clothing now, only the ache in his heart if he had ruined her.
“No…you couldn’t have.” she stated with conviction. The next words she spoke, came deep from her heart and expressed her love for him in a way an “I love you.” could never manage. “I…trust…you.” she stated slowly, her eyes bright with the love she felt for him. She pressed a hand to his chest, right over the spot his heart would have been beating if they were living creatures. “You are not a monster. You are the man I love with my whole heart and soul. You could never hurt me. I…trust…you.” she repeated, pressing her lips to his in a kiss so tender, it would have made a strong man cry.
She pulled back from him once more. “I trust you.” she repeated a third time, pressing his forehead to her chest as she gave him the comfort of her body.
They stayed that way for some time as she allowed him to try and get control of his rampant emotions. His mind was in turmoil but she remained silent and gave him all the support she could give him as he tried to come to terms with everything.
When she felt he was ready, she eased back. “Ready to go home? We could both use a shower and a rest. I’ll stay with you, if you’d like?” she asked. Though they lived in the same house, they were still sleeping in seperate rooms. “We can go out the back way. No one would see us.” she suggested, pointing at her torn clothing. She did have a spare set of clothes hanging on the back of the door, but didn’t feel like changing. She just wanted to get Shane back to their home for some rest and comfort.
Again..and again Carmen repeated the phrase “I trust you.” No one, had ever said that to Shane before. It was almost an incredulous thing for him to hear, especially now. After all they had been through, he never ever imagined, she would say this.
It was in this moment, Shane Williamson cried.
He had not shed a tear since the loss of his family, and here he was laying on the floor, his lover torn and bleeding at what he had done. Yet she had not left…she stayed and loved him. She gave him more than any other person in his life. They sat in silence, but you could see the wave of tortured relief as the tears fell freely.
“I’m sorry…” He uttered with a trembling chin. How humbled he was by Carmen at this moment. It took a good while for him to compose himself, and gather his thoughts again. She was asking him if he was ready to go home. He was slightly dazed, and wiping away the tears that had fallen.
“Yes…yes…please, I would like that.”
The human in Shane….had returned. For the first time in nine years. And he owed it all to her.
He pushed himself to standing, and just stared at her, ready for her to lead him home.
When she asked him if he was ready to go home, with an offer of some TLC, he nodded.“Yes…yes…please, I would like that.” He struggled to his feet and stared down at her, waiting expectantly. She stood beside him, her shirt still in her hand. She stared at it for a moment. “Eh. I hated this shirt anyway.” she shrugged. Her suit jacket was draped over the back of a chair and she slipped it on, doing up the few buttons on the front of it. She stared at Shane’s naked form, realizing that he had shredded his suit into little tiny pieces.
“Well…you can’t go out like that. Someone might get ideas.” she growled, possessively. There was a blanket over the back of the couch that she used when she napped in the office and she grabbed it up, wrapping it around Shane’s shoulders. It was long enough to cover his body, but short enough to allow him to walk without tripping. She took his exposed arm and wrapped it over her shoulder, steadying him as he swayed in place. She would call Mary later to have her come and clean up after them, but for now, she needed to get her mate home.
Luckily there was no one in the garage as she took him to her car. She would send one of the others out to come and retrieve Shane’s car. She helped him into the passenger seat, closing the door once her was safely inside. She quickly went around to the driver’s side and got in. She started the car and turned up the heat full blast so that he wouldn’t be cold.
She looked at him. “And don’t be sorry, my darling mate. I’m not made of glass. There was a reason you chose me for your mate. I hope you understand now why that is.” She gave him a smile before she put the car in drive and took them home.