In the iridescent glow of the moonlight, and their own auras, the pair were once again intoxicated by the other’s scent and flesh. To some this may seem candid and even dirty, the way he spoke to her, and handled her so roughly. But truth be told, this was their own mating dance. He may have offered cheesy lines on entry, but now he was not pulling punches. His snake like tongue slithered across her supple flesh, tasting that salty flavor that hid beneath it her life giving blood. Always causing his arousal, which she captured with skilled hands, once she removed his pants and shirt. Carmen was keen to get him in a state of undress, and he let her; while he enjoyed teasing her, slipping off one bra strap at a time, then reaching around to unhook her bra, and pulling it off with a gentleness. He was holding back of course. Why rush unwrapping such a beautiful gift?
As she worked his stiffness with her slender digits, he ran both his hands down to the base of her back, then brought his face down between her breasts, before his lips kissed their way to her right mound, and he murmured as he started to tease and lick at her pink nub.
“Mhmmm…only you know how to work a man this hard, baby.” He rolled his hips forward to encourage her, spur her on, as he growled upon the taut flesh of her bosom. “Forget Chinese…I’m eating you.” That said he hungrily went up a notch and took to her with a renewed vigor, sucking at her breast, teeth about to penetrate, as the lust turned his eyes a brilliant shade of red.
“Mhmmm…only you know how to work a man this hard, baby.” he groaned, rolling his hips beneath her hand.
“Shane.” she mewled like the hungry predator she was, her own eyes glazed with lust for her mate.
“Forget Chinese…I’m eating you.” he groaned as he pulled her breast deeper into her mouth. She felt the tips of his fangs pressed against her skin and she tossed her head back with delight, her own fangs shining in the moonlight.
“Yes!” she hissed, her voice echoing with the power of the lustful vampire goddess within her. Her hands released his hardness to press his head against her body, encouraging him with her actions to take what she offered, with her blessing. Her body was his temple and she wanted him to worship it in any way he desired. The thin slip of lace covering her womanly folds was damp with her essence, she was turned on so much by this man.
It always amazed her how hot he made her. She enjoyed his attentions, his lust, his needs for her body, her soul. Not caring if anyone heard her, she cried out her desire as his fangs finally pierced her flesh. Her whole body writhed within his arms as he drank from her, the ache between her legs becoming nearly unbearable.
She felt as if she could orgasm from his feeding from her alone.
“Oh fuck me!” she moaned as her body gave up the fight. She creamed, soaking her panties in her juices as he took her blood from her breast. She had never been more turned on, more horny in her life…and in death. “Oh fuck, Shane! Mmm!” she cried out once again as a second wave of passion flared through her.
It had never been like this before, never this powerful or this quick. This was something new between them and it was heady.
Her voice was rich and throaty. So full of lust and want that Shane himself unable to hold back, the Vampire within him charging to the fore. Already he could feel the slickness of her inner folds, that had dampened her lacy briefs to the point they were saturated. This only made it easier for him, to slide his engorged shaft between them, glistening the head that was soon to penetrate her, just like his fangs had pierced her milky breast. Shane growled loudly, though she could hear the sucking of her blood that oozed out of the puncture marks now inflicted into her rounded flesh. Almost animal like, his claws gripped her back, so she could dare not escape, but by the sounds of things, Carmen had no plans too. Her body reacted like never before, as she came with force, and cried out for more as she was ready to ride the second wave of their feasting fuck. He pulled back his head, and you could see the stain of her blood as it ran down his chin. His teeth painted crimson as he stared at her with renewed lust. His claw reached down and tore free the pink lace panties, which simply dropped to the floor, and before Carmen could blink, he turned her round, so her hands would be splayed on the desk, right near the red roses as Shane would move in behind her, using one hand to grab her by her left breast.
His free hand slapped her buttock cheek hard, before he aggressively pushed his head between her ass cheeks, and started to rub himself with the lacquer of her own sex upon him. Grunting loudly, he couldn’t hold back, and hunched over her, as he pushed himself within her soaking jewel. Shane started to rut her hard, all the while trying to bite onto the back of her neck, in a frenzied display of ownership.
Hard to believe that wasn’t but a few short moments ago.
He pressed in behind her, grabbing her left breast as he smacked her hard on her ass. She yelped in shock, a fierce wave of lust over his actions nearly buckling her knees. She felt the head of his cock pressing against her, rubbing her and making her moan with renewed lust. He grunted and pushed himself hard into her waiting wetness, her body sucking greedily at his hardness.
She cried out and jerked back against him as he pounded her hard and fast. It was what she wanted, what she needed and she didn’t hold back her cries of ecstasy as she felt his fangs sink into the back of her neck.
She belonged to him, and he to her. Her body was his to use as he saw fit, her submissiveness was his nectar and she submitted to him totally and completely in that very moment.
Her body was one massive wave of need as he rolled within her. She brought her leg up, resting her knee on the desk and made a squeak as this pressed him so deep within her womanly folds that she felt as if he were drilling into her brain.
“Yes!” she cried out as her third orgasm in less than 15 minutes rolled through her body.
One thing, that turned Shane on above all other things, was hearing and feeling his woman reach her orgasms. In a sense it showed to him that he was more than capable as her lover, to give her the feeling of belonging. She took his rough actions well, and rode beneath him, even bringing her leg up so she could feel him so deep within her, that she would be screaming his name on her third orgasm. But if you think he was going to just stop there, she was sorely mistaken. Cradling her, he pulled out and then turned her over onto her back. The rose petals now scattering beneath her in a vision that words could not describe. She was simply beautiful, captivating and worthy of further attentions. Though he had yet to experience the full climax, he wanted to make her cum again, and once and for all cement his place as her dominant lover.
Parting her legs, as she would lay panting on the desk, he slowed everything right down. Grinning, he moved to run his fangs over her swollen clit, as his tongue flitted in and out, snaking inside and tasting her sex. This had him close his eyes, and concentrate on her delicious taste. Bringing his arms up either side, he locked them around her thighs, and began to tongue fuck her slowly, every few breaths he would growl into her, his voice vibrating against her sensitive flesh. Shane’s tongue muscle worked harder and harder as he felt her inner walls close around his tongue. He swallowed her nectar, much like a man dying of thirst.
Shane was doing all this for her….the true love of his life.
She was about to demand he finish the job when he did something she least expected. He parted her legs and his head disappeared from her line of sight. Her head fell back to the desk with a thunk when she felt his teeth run over her swollen clit and she cried out when his tongue entered her body, snaking in deep to feast upon her nectar.
His arms went around her thighs, locking her in place so she couldn’t move, couldn’t get away from his ministrations as he worked his tongue in and out of her body. He growled against her skin, sending shockwaves through her. Her head rolled from side to side, her back arched and pressing him deeper. She clenched around his slippery tongue, not knowing if she wanted to move away from his mouth or press herself closer.
“Ahh!!” she shouted as another orgasm rolled over her, making her whole body almost levitate from the desk and leaving her shaky and weak like a newborn kitten. He was dominating her in a way he’d never had before and she had never felt more claimed then she did in that moment.
Carmen cried out as the fourth and final orgasmic wave hit her, and as it did, he locked on, and sucked hard, his lips pressed hard up to her jewel. He made sure he got ever last drop of her as she was left shaking and weak upon the desk. Slowly he released his hold on her, and withdrew back, with his chin and lips glistening in her sex. Seeing her like this, laying on the desk totally spent, he couldn’t help but chuckle to himself.
“You’re going to remember this, every time you pull up that chair.”
It was almost comical, and then Shane winked, as he got his clothes and started to dress himself. He had a sense of accomplishment, that was worth more to him, than an orgasm. He then sat down in her office chair, and reached for the phone, dialing the number of his favorite Chinese restaurant.
“Wan? Shane Williamson. Yes…can I order numbers 15 and 37…oh and a number 9. Yes, and if you could have it delivered to the Police station, Carmen’s office. Thanks.” He then hung up and then turned the chair to look out at the beautiful full moon. It was a night to remember.
Left naked, breathless and shaking on her own desk, Carmen looked at him as he spoke. It was true…she would never look at her office the same way again without thinking about what he’d just did to her. He got dressed and moved to sit in her chair, reaching for her phone and dialing for Chinese.
It took her a few moments to get her breath…and her strength back and when she was finally able to move, she pulled her own clothes back on. She looked at her ruined underwear and then at her mate.
“Well…that’s another 90 bucks shot…but it was worth the reaction.” she smirked. She walked around her desk, her legs somewhat wobbly and slid herself into his lap. She took those panties and pushed them into the inside pocket of his jacket. “For later.” she grinned.