“Every time..WE fucked…I was fucking her. Every waking moment, in my head…I am loving one woman. Carmen. She is my Queen…she is my night…she is the very blood in my veins. Yes, I sired her. I can see through her eyes, heh, even now.”
“No!” she exclaimed in horrified fascination, just as he ripped the dress she wore from her body, revealing her naked and bruised form to his eyes.
“All…you are, is a meal. One…I intend to share.” he grinned just as his hand smashed through her breast bone. She couldn’t even draw breath to scream, the pain and agony was so intense. “Come dine with me, my love”
Carmen could smell the blood flowing around the tiny cell and her own body contorted, the vampire within taking absolute control. Her eyes glowed with the hunger she could feel flowing through her veins and she practically slithered into the room.
“Darling…I wanted to play with her some more.” she hissed, moving to his side and peering down at the dying girl over his shoulder. She licked her lips as Brandi’s blood flowed from her body. “But it’s no bother. She was…unteachable.” she smirked, showing off her fangs to Brandi’s horror-filled gaze. “But her blood…smells…divine.”
And with that, she moved until she was positioned at Brandi’s head, turning the girl so that her neck was exposed. Without preamble, or words of how her death would be glorious, Carmen sank her fangs into Brandi’s neck, eyes sliding closed in bliss as the life-giving nectar of her blood smoothed its way down her throat. She moaned in delight, the sound purely sexual to Shane’s hearing.
Shane’s clawed digits were coated in the warm blood of Brandi, along with parts of her flesh, as it oozed out of the gaping wound that he had created with the slash. It was running down her belly, and coating the bed sheet. But Shane had picked up on something far more appetizing than Brandi. His beloved had been outside, and with the speed of a vampire, she suddenly appeared behind him, looking over his shoulder at the injured girl. His lips curled up on the right side, now more intoxicated with her presence, and he released a growl of satisfaction that she was so near to him. Carmen would have heard everything that he had said, and all of it was true.
Now the pair were in no rush, for it was not like Brandi would die from a simple flesh wound. Carmen’s voice was like music to him, and he paid close attention, while mocking Brandi with the look on his face.
“Darling…I wanted to play with her some more…..”But it’s no bother. She was…unteachable.” Shane pouted, but that lasted only a few seconds, before he then heard her next reply.
“But her blood…smells…divine.” Indeed it was, and again Carmen moved with lightning speed, to be at the girl’s head, and reefing the head back to get a good position to bite down on her neck. It was so erotic to watch his lover like this, he had to stop himself from getting in behind her. Instead his mouth opened and closed, watching and listening to her feed on the girl, her moans captivating him. As Brandi screamed and bucked, he planted one hand down right on her left breast, then pushed her down, as he leaned in and feasted on the blood that oozed from her chest wound. The pair were both now feeding upon the girl, with a hunger that would soon turn into something more. Every so often, he looked up, his chin dripping in blood, and stare at Carmen hungrily, wanting to take her after they had fed.
She was similarly aware of the fact they had a yard full of company not too far away but she could have cared less. All that mattered at that moment was the blood filling her stomach and the man who was staring at her as if she were the last piece of cake on the planet.
Brandi gave a final gasp for air and then stilled, her eyes glazing over in death. Carmen drew back her head, blood dripping from her mouth and splattering all over the pristine white of her clothing. She licked her lips, taking the last of the blood into her mouth with a delighted moan before she looked at Shane.
And then she smirked.
“I’m dirty.” she whispered seductively, the blood energizing her like nothing else could.
Brandi’s short life would come to an abrupt end at the hands of her captors. Her heart finally collapsing from a lack of blood, the pain in her eyes forever would remain as she passed from this life to the next. Shane slowly rose from the corpse, and smelt high of the rich life giving blood, droplets gracing his shirt, while he watched Carmen take her final taste of Brandi. Carmen’s choice of clothes had left her being like a canvas that had been painted in an array of splashes, streaks and swirls of blood.
To Shane however, she had never looked more beautiful than she did now, with her chin dripping in blood. He watched expectantly as she licked her lips clean, and that was the job he wanted to do. He knew that they had guests upstairs, but he was about to damn them all to hell. They surely wouldn’t be missed, what with the food and drink on offer. Shane moved, around to her side of the bunk, as Carmen whispered that she was dirty. God, was she ever. In more ways than one. Shane swept her into his arms, and looked down at her possessively.
“We..should go see to our guests, but I want to be greedy.” Without warning, he started to lick away the blood from her chin, as a hand clasped down on her ass, and pulled her hips to smack against his. Clearly the feeding had aroused him greatly, and he wasn’t ashamed to show it, or let her feel it. Soon his licking turned to nipping, his voice deepening, as he was psyching himself up into a frenzy. This is what Carmen did to him, and he wasn’t going to be able to keep it in his pants. His lips and teeth grazed her neck, before coming back up to her lips, and sucking in her tongue, before feeding her his. He pulled her onto him as he started to gyrate his hips, in an erotic fashion.
“We..should go see to our guests, but I want to be greedy.” She would have answered him, but he began to lick the blood still lingering on her face and neck, his hands on her ass pulling her roughly against him. She could feel his arousal and her body grew warm at the thought.
She moaned as his licks turned to nips, arousing her passions like the blood did. His teeth scraped that spot on her neck that always drove her crazy and she arched her hips into his, grinding against him as hard as he was doing to her. He kissed her, his tongue warring with hers in the dark, wet recesses of their mouths. She clung to him, pulling him closer, almost as she wanted to absorb his body into her very being. A growl teased past her lips as her hand slipped between their writhing bodies to press against the front of his jeans and the hard bulge she could feet. She pulled back with a wicked grin.
“Someone wants to play.” she whispered, rubbing him shamelessly.
“Someone wants to play.” Oh that tease, Shane thought as she pulled back and then started to rub his hardness through his jeans. Grunting, he seized her jeans and broke the catch, then with a hard yank he ripped them down, as far as he could, while she was feeling and running her hand up and down his bulge. His hands, he could not keep off her soft skin, and he wasn’t smiling if she looked at him. Instead tearing off his shirt, and then he undid his own jeans, and pulled them down, letting them fall around his ankles. His member was bold and erect, tapping her as he snarled fiercely.
“This is what I want…my woman” Pulling her against him, and sliding his girth between her legs. The head slipping in and out of her slick folds, brushing past the entrance to her sex. Shane gripped her ass with one hand, and grinded his hips to hers, letting her feel him, till he finally bent his knees and forced himself up inside of her. He let out a cry as she tightened upon him, and then without kissing, or touching, he stared her down, as he took her while standing up, feeling her breasts jiggle against his chest, He wanted to capture the look on her face, as he conquered her. To anyone that may have walked in, it would have been an erotic sight. The dead body, the blood, and the pair of them, fucking in the midst of it, drenched in blood. Shane was getting light headed, but he had his resolve. This was what she needed. A dominant male, that treated her like a treasured Queen. He performed for her, driving himself up into her again and again.
There was no denying his love….he did everything for her.
She only had a moment to kick away her jeans before he pulled her against his body, his hardness pressing between her legs against her netherlips and pressing close inside of her. She gasped as his hands gripped her tightly.
“This is what I want…my woman!” he growled as he bent his knees and forced himself into her body. Her cry mingled with his own as she tightened around him, her gaze hard and fierce upon hers. Her breasts pressed and rubbed against the fine hairs of his chest, creating a delicious friction to her sensitive nipples as he ground her body up and down upon his hard cock. The expression on her face was priceless: eyes wide, mouth open as moans and growls of delight issued forth from her.
She knew she wasn’t going to last long; her belly full of blood, her body full of him, her passions ignited beyond all reason. It was animalistic, what they were doing, and it made her dizzy. He pressed deeply and she cried out as the orgasm ripped through her. She locked her legs around his hips, head tossed back as she screamed his name over and over again, quivering and trembling through the aftershocks that followed. This is what it meant to be loved and to love in return.
Shane didn’t know what he loved more, being inside her, or watching the kaleidoscope of emotions that were featured on her face. Their bodies now working with the other, the friction building, and Shane became lost in her eyes, lost to this inflamed desire she invoked. Carmen just felt so good, so tight, that Shane started to smile, as they picked up speed and urgency. This wasn’t going to be a long and tender love making, this was a hard on fuck, their animal like needs being met, with their stomachs full of blood.
“Carmen….girrrrr!” his voice getting higher as the word girl was growled loudly. “You like that…do you? You like that?” Course, she was already there, her legs swinging up and locking around him, securing her weight upon him. Her head tossed back, and as she did this, he bit down on her neck, and felt the delicious tightening of her walls, milking him dry. He couldn’t hold back, cumming with her at the same time. His cry of passion muffled as he sucked on her neck. For each after shock, he kept pumping…like he couldn’t stop himself. They were covered in blood, sweat and sex, when he finally raised his head. His lips ripe and full, and his breathing ragged.
“I’m so addicted to you, it scares me.” Shane said honestly, holding her tight to him.
“Shane.” she murmured as he drew back his head to look at her, breathing ragged.
“I’m so addicted to you, it scares me.” She could hear the honesty in his voice and she graced him with a tender smile, pressing her lips to his forehead.
“The feeling is mutual, sir. I don’t know what I would do if you were taken from me.” she whispered her greatest fear to him. And it was true. Before they’d mated, his was a constant in her life, always there, always challenging her, always fighting. And even though things were different…he still remained that constant presence in her life.
“If it is within my power to grant it, you have my favor, my loyalty and my everlasting love.” she admitted, unlocking her legs from around his waist so she could stand on her own. But she continued to remain in his arms, not wanting to leave them.
There was silence between them for a moment as they took comfort from one another, fear of the unknown future in their thoughts.
“We should get changed.” she finally whispered.
For all the blood and death of the room, the pair shared a quiet intimate moment, with both breathing in short sharp breathes. Shane had admitted to Carmen his greatest fear, and in doing so, Carmen revealed hers. She gave her oath of loyalty and everlasting love, that he knew he would never need to test. They were united by blood, and by love. Nothing, or no one would dare to part them. He nuzzled her and then realized that her current state of dress or undress would never be acceptable at the party outside.
“I think, we do need to change. I’ll clean up all this later. Come on. I get to watch you wash the blood off, and you get to…watch me…..heh.” His last few words said almost breathlessly. He was encouragable. He led her from the cell, closing the door behind them and took her up the stairs, to her room and opened the door.
“After you, Love.” Still reeking in sex and blood. Within half an hour, they would be ready to face their guests and the many questions.