Carmen was lounging on her bed, watching an old black and white movie on one of the classics channels. She really hoped Shane was able to help Amelia, and could convince her that turning Roger in would be the best thing for all parties involved.
She had left her door slightly open and could hear the sounds of the group below enjoying the meal and sharing some laughs. She was unaware that Shane was on the prowl for her.
“Mmmmnh….Love…come out come out where ever you are.”
Carmen looked away from the tv, hearing footsteps nearing her door and she felt her pulse racing. She recognized that tone. She didn’t dare move and she was wondering if she should have waited to tell him she’d left her blood for him until after everyone had eaten their dinners.
Pretending as if she hadn’t heard him, she returned her attention back to the television, laying on her stomach, her feet pointed toward the door.
Taking another mouthful of the blood in the glass, Shane’s pupils dilated and he was giddy from its affects. It was Carmen’s blood after all, and nothing was more of an aphrodisiac than that. pushing the door of her room open, he could see that she was watching some old black and white movie, her dinner plate empty. Shane licked his lips, and then downed the rest of the glass, setting it down silently on her dresser, and then stretching out full, as the effect of the blood was making certain parts of his body swell in size. Seeing Carmen laying on the bed on her stomach, he saw opportunity, and his grin got wider, as he strode towards the bed. His eyes wandered across her form, then clapped on her ass. So perfectly round, he started getting ideas.
Boldly he climbed over her and then with knees straddled over, her hips, Shane started to lick the back of her neck. His hot breath searing against her flesh, and then she would have felt the press of his thick member through his pants, rubbing between the cheeks of her ass.
“What you watching?” A question totally unrelated to what he was doing. Shane started to get excited, feeling the softness of her buttocks beneath him, and started to gyrate his hips into her backside, grunting loudly.
The bed shifted as he climbed up and over her, straddling her lower body, Her neck was like a beacon to him and she felt the wetness of his tongue across her skin. His breath was hot, teasing her further and she let out a quiet moan. She could feel him, large and thick, pressing against her ass.
“What you watching?” he whispered, gyrating his hips against her with little grunts and groans.
She swallowed hard, trying to concentrate on the screen and not what was going on behind her.
“The Ghost and Mrs Muir.” she murmured, unconciously spreading her thighs for him and rubbing back against him. “It’s a love story about a ghost who falls in love with a living woman. Very romantic.” she panted, her own arousal starting to show itself.
“The Ghost and Mrs Muir.” Carmen answered barely above a whisper, but loud enough to be easily heard. Shane glanced up the television screen, and he showed a wry grin, before feeling her start to spread her legs beneath him. God she was good to him. Her body was reacting on instinct to his, and he was responding in kind. Holding himself up with one hand, he reached and undid his trousers, letting his member be free from the restrictions of his pants. Now he could feel Carmen a whole lot better, and he lowered his hips, so she would feel it too.
“It’s a love story about a ghost who falls in love with a living woman. Very romantic.”
“Sounds….kinda sexy. Undead in love with a beautiful woman.”
Shane eased back a bit lower, so now he was kissing her shoulders, but being more forceful in his hip thrusts. He wanted her, he could smell her arousal, and even feel the moisture that was building. Carmen’s skin was so smooth and supple. His eyes rolled back as he remembered the time he took her while she was sleeping, and forced her to drink his blood. His body jerked in a spasm at the memory, and his husky voice could be heard over the tv.
“I never knew watching a movie could be so erotic.” Shane murmured, now taken in by Carmen, and he was fast becoming a slave to her body. The bed started squeaking, as her skirt rose up, and Shane was this close to pushing inside of her.
“He…was a…sea captain…when he was…alive.” she stammered, breathing hard as the skirt she wore slid upwards, nearly exposing the bottom globes of her ass to the air of the room. “She…bought his…*oh god!*…house…and met the…*mmm!*…ghost…he wants her….*Shane!*…to write…his biography.” She tried explaining to him. The thong she wore was rapidly becoming soaked and her eyes crossed in an effort to concentrate on the television.
“Sh-Shouldn’t you be downstairs…with your…friends…” she moaned. “They…might come…looking for you!” she gasped as a particularly hard thrust pressed his hardness into the crack of her ass.
“Was he now?” Shane asked hearing the tremor in her voice. He could feel her body quiver and shake beneath him, and this turned him on even further, his hand reaching down and pulling away her thong, making it all the easier to penetrate her wetness. His fingers teased, as he held his hips up a moment, then removing his hand he pushed his hips back down and really got his head right about to christen her body. It leaked pre and with a wiggle he teased her more.
“She…bought his…*oh god!*…house…and met the…*mmm!*
“Mmm….I like where this is going….I do.”
.*Shane!*…to write…his biography.” Right on the screaming of his name, he plunged hard into her depths, and held himself inside her, biting down on her back, like he was trying to pin her down. No more watching TV, his face was buried in her back.
“Sh-Shouldn’t you be downstairs…with your…friends…”
He growled a loud…”NOOO!”, and started to take her forcefully, riding her hard into the bed, the TV show playing out the Captain and Mrs Moor, like everything was normal. The squeaking intensified, even the wall was rattling. His hips rose and fell sharply, his hardness growing in size within her walls. Shane was getting carried away, biting and with the animal like grunts, he wasn’t going to stop till he had reached the epitome. Fuck what the people were doing down stairs. Carmen was his to take and enjoy as he pleased. And did he ever.
He was so close, and he knew she would not be far off. Raising his head, his eyes glazed over, he roared, “Mmmph..going to…cum…Mmmah” A few more pumps and he then stiffened, and he growled out her name loudly..
“Oh fuck!” she groaned, dropping her head to her arms, all pretense of watching the movie long over with. His fingers left her and she felt the head of his cock pressing against her.
As she said his name, he plunged into her without any type of warning, causing her breath to catch in her throat for a moment before a long, passionate moan eased past her lips. His teeth bit into the skin of her back and she jerked hard back into him, driving him deeper.
“Oh shit!” she moaned as the bed rattled with their exertions, the headboard slapping against the wall loud enough to echo to the rest of the house. She had forgotten that the door now stood open and that anyone could see them.
He seemed to swell within her and she cried out his name. He grunted and moaned behind her, pushing her into the mattress, biting at her like an animal…and she loved every second of it.
“Mmmph..going to…cum…Mmmah!” she heard him exclaim.
“Yes!” she cried, pushing back as hard as she could.
A few more thrusts and he stiffened and she could feel his seed pumping into her body. She clamped down around him, her own orgasm ripping through her body as she called out his name.
Jarvis, Misty, Bianca and Amelia were all enjoying their dinner, when suddenly you could hear the dull thud thud thud coming from upstairs. All four looked up, and then it got more intense, so much so that the glasses on the table started to shake, the drinks were showing ripples.
“What…are they doing?” Misty asked, as Bianca rolled her eyes, and nudged her sides.
“Sounds like that movie Jurassic park. You know, where the big T rex comes running up behind the jeep.”
It was getting louder, and the two girls started to giggle, as Jarvis was smitten with Amelia.
“So…I uhm…take it you know what we all are.”
Amelia glanced up from her dinner and then nodded twice. She knew alright, it was written all over her face. Jarivs leaned his elbow on the table and looked at her with a renewed fondness. “You really would make a pretty one.”
“Yep…its sex.” Misty said, taking a bite from a piece of potato, and chewing it, as she waved her fork around.
“Freaking loud…not even my parents are that loud.” Bianca said with a drawl in her voice. Finally it went silent other than some whispering. All four looked at each other, then continued to eat.
She began to giggle. “I think we forgot to close the door.” she murmured, a grin on her face. She turned her head to look at him over her shoulder, his face pressed into her shoulder. “What must they think of us?” she laughed huskily.
She pressed her head into her arm again. “Is this your way of asking me to come downstairs?” she wondered.
“Okay…maybe this was a hint to come downstairs. No one likes a party pooper.” He reached over and tweaked her nose playfully, then strutted out of the room whistling happily to himself, leaving her to come down on her own.
Down stairs – Dining Room
“Hey kids….how was dinner?” Shane commented, seeing their faces and their half eaten meals. He quirked a brow, as Misty pushed out from her chair and picked up a few plates. Shaking her head she said as she passed him;
“We were all put off our food by the sound of you and Carmen having sex.” Misty stated honestly. Bianca gave the thumbs up and Jarvis was still making eyes at Amelia, who was ready to go help do the dishes. Seeing Shane, Jarvis got up and stepped over to him, whispering in his ear.
“Got a request. I…wanna turn Amelia. Think she would be great as a vampire. What you think?”