Carmen lost track of time and didn’t know how long she lay upon her own bed, staring at the wall. She was still getting nothing from Shane, and she was seriously pissed off. Releasing her pillow from her arms, she rolled onto her back and linked her hands behind her head, staring up at the ceiling. Shane had no idea how badly he screwed up…and if he did, he was keeping her from knowing about it.
As if her mind conjured him up, there was a double knock on her bedroom door and then his voice, muffled through the wood, came flowing up to her. “I know your in there. We need to talk.”
“Oh, now he wants to talk.” she bitched, not even bothering to silence her voice. Not even bothering to leave the spot on her bed, she unlocked the door with a thought before turning on her side so that he would see her back facing him when he stepped into the room.
“Oh, now he wants to talk.”
Yep, she was in one hell of a mood. His fault of course, and it was going to take some very smooth talking to get her to come around. Then again, talking doesn’t always work with her. Standing outside her door, Shane heard the door unlock by her thought, and then there was the rustle of her turning over in her bed. She wasn’t even going to get up. Sighing, he turned the handle and entered the room, only to see her back facing him. This…was bad.
“If now is a bad time for you, I could leave.” Shane said, standing not far from her bed, and watching her as she refrained from moving. “I don’t fancy having a conversation with your back, as beautiful as it is.”Shane’s voice was not at all humored, though his wit had not left him…yet.
He glanced up at the ceiling as though gathering his thoughts, and then he pursed his lips, pressing on.
“I know you don’t approve of me running from an issue, any more than I would say of you, so I am going to cut to the chase here and be blunt. I’m jealous.” Two words, so simple, and yet said everything he was feeling. He was now on a roll, and continued to speak, walking around the bed, so she could see him, and he her.
“How do I put into words, how I feel? No one compares to you. I have no lust nor desire to lay with another. I know its probably expected of me, my position and all. Been offered up countless dolls before and after we got together.”This might have been a revelation for Carmen, but still she was hurting, so this might just make her madder.
“I’m pretty much to blame for this situation. I knew when you became your true self that you would have the craving to mate with your sired twins. It’s part and parcel really. I did it when it was my turn.” He said with a shrug. He walked to her dresser and picked up a small doll, crafted from marble and played with it a moment, as though in thought.
“Really there is only one way past this. I be up front and honest with you…you with me. When we take our…forms, we use our dolls and sires as part of our….relationship.”
He then looked at her side on, waiting for her reaction.
She heard him enter the room but wasn’t up to facing him just yet. She was seething in anger and wanted to throw something at his head. She heard him move closer to the bed but didn’t turn to acknowledge his presence.
“If now is a bad time for you, I could leave.” he said. She said nothing, remaining where she was. “I don’t fancy having a conversation with your back, as beautiful as it is.”That caused her to snort out loud in annoyance. She was in no mood for his jokes.
There was silence from him for a moment and she almost had the urge to turn to see if he was still there or if he’d left when he began speaking again.
“I know you don’t approve of me running from an issue, any more than I would say of you, so I am going to cut to the chase here and be blunt. I’m jealous.” Two simple words…a whole wealth of meaning…
She would have turned to look at him, but he did that for her, moving around the side of the bed so he could look her in the eye.
“How do I put into words, how I feel? No one compares to you. I have no lust nor desire to lay with another. I know its probably expected of me, my position and all. Been offered up countless dolls before and after we got together.”
Well…that she didn’t know, but knew it may have been expected of him, since he was the coven’s Master. She prided herself on her intelligence and understood how things worked far more then she let on. She didn’t say anything to him about it though as he seemed to be on a rip and allowed him to get his thoughts out. He walked around her room, picking up her things here and there as he spoke to her. She actually sat up on her bed, one leg underneath her, the other hanging off the side of the bed as she looked at him.
“I’m pretty much to blame for this situation. I knew when you became your true self that you would have the craving to mate with your sired twins. It’s part and parcel really. I did it when it was my turn.” He turned his head to look at her.“Really there is only one way past this. I be up front and honest with you…you with me. When we take our…forms, we use our dolls and sires as part of our….relationship.”
He waited for her reaction. She stared at a point over his shoulder as she gathered her thoughts. What he said made perfect sense, she could see that now. She just wished he had talked to her about it, instead of walking away from her and making her feel like dirt. As he was upfront with her, she decided to do the same. Her brown eyes pinned him in place, seeming to stare into the deepest part of him.
“You walked away from me. And I’m not talking about last night. I understood it was part of my Becoming. But downstairs, in the kitchen. You walked away from me. Do you know how that made me feel?” she frowned. “It made me feel like a whore.” She was blunt with her words. “You’re always telling me we need to talk when we’re upset or mad instead of just walking away and I’ve been doing my damndest to follow through. But you went back on your own words. And you cut me off from your thoughts.” she added, hurt coloring her voice. “I felt as if a part of me had been ripped from my body and burned to ashes. I get it, you were jealous. I can understand that. But do you know how long I beat myself up over what I had done after waking this evening? I was scared to even look you in the eye and see you condemn me for something I had no control over.” Angry, she raked her hands through her hair, tousling it further as it fell to her shoulders in waves. It gave her an almost desirable look, the glow of the vampire caressing her skin beneath her locks. “I am no man’s whore, Shane Williamson. I will do what I must because instinct dictates that in order to be who I am meant to be, then I must have a blood doll. You taught me that. And I’ll be damned if I let you or anyone else make me feel like that again.” During her rant, she had gotten to her feet and walked toward him until she was practically in his face.
She was more than angry, Carmen was seriously pissed. So much so, that her ensuing rant would be a tirade that made Shane feel the heel that he had become. By walking away from her, when she was at her lowest point, made her feel worthless…a whore. She was none of those things, and he damn well knew it. But he let her continue. Standing in his place, only moving to place down the marble piece, as she tousled her hair in a fit of rage. Wild…and yet incredibly beautiful at this moment. The natural sheen to her skin, as the beast within her rippled beneath.
Shane had hurt her, and deeply. Pretty words were not going to make up for this moment, he more or less betrayed her, by not following through on his own words of how they were to deal with relationship issues. .
“I am no man’s whore, Shane Williamson. I will do what I must because instinct dictates that in order to be who I am meant to be, then I must have a blood doll. You taught me that. And I’ll be damned if I let you or anyone else make me feel like that again.”
Shane cocked his head slightly to the right then reached out to her silken locks, that were now wild and free, flowing off her shoulders. He twirled a section of her hair around his finger, as he just stared into her eyes. He was not the beast, but still her Master regardless.
“You are no man’s whore. You are my Queen.” He said simply. “And I will prove it to you.” His eyes never left hers, but he detected movement just outside the door. It was the twins. They must have heard their Mistress was in distress, and were eavesdropping.
“Please enter the room.” Shane asked, as he stepped back slightly from Carmen, allowing the hair around his fingers to loosen and then fall upon her gently. He looked to the twins, and then said unto them.
“Your Queen is upset, and it is my fault. I need to reinforce my bond with her, but I need to get over my own jealous feelings. To help her, as much to help me.”
Shane slowly removed his shirt, and dropped it on the floor, as he stood before Carmen, the twins in the background. He flexed his muscles, and then stared down at Carmen. “I must learn to share our Queen. But she is to feel exalted, cherished, and loved by us all.” he walked around behind her, and with his right hand, drew away her long locks, and bent his head down to kiss the back of her neck, growling in an indication that the twins show affection to her at the same time.
Her chest was heaving at the force of her emotions, and yet he did not move away from her, as if he felt he deserved her words. Instead, he surprised her, reaching out to twirl a lock of her hair around her finger, staring back at her. She had the smallest urge to smack his hand away, but that would have defeated the purpose of her rant in the first place. He had come to her, as she had wished.
“You are no man’s whore. You are my Queen.” His words, when they finally came and spoken with such honesty and force, were a balm to her and she could slowly feel her anger draining away. “And I will prove it to you…Please enter the room. he stated, his eyes never leaving hers as he stepped away from her. She was confused for a moment before she saw Eric and Ethan slink into the room. It was obvious they’d been eavesdropping if the reddish hues of their cheeks were anything to go by. But they had sensed her distress and anger and it was their job to calm her. Ethan went so far as to close and lock the bedroom door once more.
“What’s going on?” she asked, finding herself facing three very handsome, very virile men. Shane removed his shirt, baring his naked chest to her and causing her body to ignite slowly with desire. As much as she was angry at him, he still drove her to distraction with his lean form. He stared at her, that familiar smirk upon his face that she loved about him, that said that he was about to do something to completely shatter any and all illusions she had about him.
“Your Queen is upset, and it is my fault. I need to reinforce my bond with her, but I need to get over my own jealous feelings. To help her, as much to help me…I must learn to share our Queen. But she is to feel exalted, cherished, and loved by us all.” he explained to the twins as he walked around behind her. Her eyes widened as he drew her hair from her neck and pressed a kiss to her skin, growling at the twins over her shoulder as he caught their eyes.
Knowing what the Master was saying, they approached Carmen, who was frozen in place, Shane pressed up against her back and worshiping the skin of her neck and shoulders. Before she could formally protest, Eric reached out to untie the silk robe she was still wearing, slipping it from the loops around her waist and dropping it to the floor. Ethan, on her other side, reached a hand out, pressing it against her quivering stomach before trailing his fingers lightly upward over her skin to press against her breast. She gasped sharply as he teased her nipple, pushing the material of the robe away from her skin and exposing her to his gaze. Ethan gave the same treatment to her other breast, going a step further and leaning in to slip a hardened peak into the moist cavern of his mouth. She cried out sharply, her eyes slipping closed as her fangs descended from her mouth. Her vampire was always under the surface now and it didn’t take much to get her to appear. Having three men worshiping her body…was a catalyst.
She moaned, leaning her head back against Shane’s shoulder as he continued to caress her neck. The robe slipped from her body, pooling, unnoticed at her feet, She felt a hand slide down her body before it pressed against her heated mound, a finger dipping beneath the folds to slip easily inside. She hissed in delight, the Vampire Queen now fully emerged.
The delicious hiss that erupted from Carmen’s mouth was a signal that the Vampire Queen was to emerge and take pleasure from the three men that were to worship her wholly. Shane’s nipples hardened against the softness of her back, when she eased back against him, and allowed him to kiss her neck, sucking at her skin. Shane closed his eyes, and let the feelings stir and wash over him, as the robe she wore slipped from her form, with the assistance of Eric. Shane’s fangs slowly descended past his lips, as he pressed his hips into her buttocks, and then rocked slowly, in a mesmerizing way to build up the momentum of what was happening.
The door to the room locked, there would be no prying eyes to see the fulfillment of the Queen, by her Master and her sires. Shane was letting down his own guard, and allowing her to feel every bit the Queen that he believed her to be. He reached down and undid his pants, so they would fall to the floor and he stepped out, kicking them away. He raised his hands, and brought them to her arms, running his fingers up and down tenderly, while nipping at her ear lobe and breathing heavily into the canal.
At the front, the twins had obeyed the Master, and each set to their own task to please her further. When Ethan latched onto her breast, Shane opened his eyes, seeing for himself as the sired one suckled her breast slowly, sensually. Shane reached up to turn her head to him, so he might steal a kiss, but ran his fangs over his bottom lip, spilling small amounts of his own blood, before kissing her fully. His eyes locked on hers, and he withdrew from the kiss, waiting for her reaction. If she wanted more. His hardness rested between her ass cheeks, and he pushed slightly, while he could tell from her moans, she was being fingered from the front, probably by Eric. The three men all moaned in unison…as though begging her to let them love her further.
Shane turned her head to kiss her and she could taste his blood upon his lips. It was like pouring gasoline on an open flame. He started to draw back from her, to see her reaction but she didn’t give him the chance. She threw a hand behind his neck and pulled him into a fierce kiss, dipping her tongue across his blood and sharing the taste of him by slipping her tongue into his mouth.
Ethan fell to his knees beside his brother, his tongue joining his twin’s fingers between her legs and she cried out, the sound muffled by Shane’s mouth over hers. Her body jerked and shuddered between the three men, her skin glowing, her desire flaring out around the room and ensnaring the three male vampires in a sensual web of lust and desire.
Oh how she craved them. So saying, nearly reluctant to do so, she removed herself from them easily moving away when one of the twins made a grab for her, his eyes full of lust for his mistress. The grin upon her face was sensual, designed to tease and tantalize them all as her power flared. She walked to the bed, her body swaying like a snake under the hands of a snake charmer. Easing up onto the pillows, she leaned back against them, her body glistening with a light sheen of perspiration as she eyed the three males in her domain.
She beckoned them to her, her movements flowing as if she were underwater.
If this was what Shane wanted, then she was in her element. The Queen was home.
Carmen was hypnotic in her movements, almost like that of a great serpent, she used her feminine form to fuel the hunger and desire to worship her. The twins were on their knees, when she pulled away and began her dance. One of the twins, Eric tried to make a grab for her, and Shane snarled at him as though to warn him to back off, till she allowed them forward. All three then watched her as she climbed up onto the bed, and eased herself against a pile of pillows, then beckoning them to her, with her fingers curling. The twins crawled across the floor on hands and knees like Leopards, while Shane simply walked, and stood at the end of the bed. He watched silently, his hardness now standing out proudly. Eric and Ethan crawled up and onto the bed first, licking their lips in anticipation. She was giving off a scent that enticed them further, and then knelt at her sides, hungry for her. But this was not about sating their needs, this was all for her. As she writhed and moved in a fluid like motion, Shane finally took his place on the bed, parting her legs to allow him to be close. He gave a look to each twin then nodded, as he lowered her head to her heated mound. Each Twin lay at her side, and Eric fondled her right breast, kissing her arm and then moving to place his lips over the perky nipple, teasing and pulling at it slowly. Ethan begged to kiss her lips, inching closer, hunger in his moans. Their hands started to wander, one to her stomach, the other kneading the free bosom.
Shane’s tongue delved deep inside her folds, teasing and licking her slowly. His fangs raking over her flesh, before he got into a rhythm with his tongue. All three moaned and then the soft whispers. ~Mistress…Queen of the Night. Let us love you.~ they each begged.
Tthe three writhed and squirmed, their bodies now slick with perspiration, as they treated her like the greatest prize. She had full control, could stop them at any time…demand them to perform on her till she was satisfied from her lustful urges as Queen. Shane raised his head, and stared at her, with an animal like hunger, waiting for her to command him to go harder, while his fingers probed her slowly.
The twins remained on hands and knees, crawling toward her like blonde jungle cats…but Shane had no such need for that. He walked toward her, erect and proud and she licked her lips in anticipation. The twins climbed up onto the bed first, hungry for her. She knew they were there, but her eyes remained on Shane, slowly eying his body from head to toe, the heat of her gaze nearly burning across his skin.
Shane joined them on the bed, parting her legs as he moved closer. He nodded at the twins as he lowered his mouth to her damp folds. As his tongue pierced her below, Eric pulled her breast into his mouth, sucking and nibbling at her flesh. Ethan hovered over her, begging with his eyes for a kiss. She obliged him, reeling him in by his neck and sliding her tongue into his mouth. He moaned with want as she did this, her hand sliding down his body to fondle him.
She felt Shane’s fangs raking against her and she arched her lower body, pressing herself into his mouth as she cried out. He withdrew from her, his eyes pinning her to the bed, full of hunger for her as his fingers pressed into her.
She heard their whispers along the outer edges of her mindscape. «Mistress…Queen of the Night. Let us love you.»
“Yesssssss.” she hissed, sibilantly, withdrawing her lips from Ethan as she spoke. “You know how I like it, my love.” she grinned, staring at Shane. “Do your worst.” she smirked at him.
Shane’s lips curled into a dark and devilish grin, as his beloved hissed at him, after pulling away from Ethan’s kiss.
“You know how I like it, my love.” Her voice like a delicious purr, with her desires well known to the Master Vampire. He started to roll his shoulders, and then crack his neck, as he began to change, morphing into the full Vampire. A deep throated laugh permeated the air as he threw his head back, the veins in his skin becoming prominent, as his vampiric blood pumped hard through his veins. A clawed hand raised, and he turned it over to see the black nails that glistened. His voice almost tripled in its heavy tonne, and he ordered the twins.
He no sooner said that, he dived back down, and with the long serpent like tongue, he pushed up deep inside her warm canal, while his body completed its morph. He was so much bigger, and the beast growled and ate her hungrily, practically pushing her up the bed.
The twins were almost frightened as the Master Vampire went back to tending to his beloved’s desire, but now her body was shaking, back and forth from the Vampire’s incessant pumping with his tongue. Like lap dogs, they started to fondle and lick at her breasts, whimpering and moaning, as she fondling one with her hand. Ethan kept trying to steal kisses, before kissing her shoulder, while Eric found himself unable to stop latching onto her breast hungrily. His tongue teasing and flicking the nub.
Shane was moving his head back and forth, his cool breath sure to tease her wet lips. He didn’t hold back, gripping her thighs and working his tongue in and out like a crazed animal. She was the Queen…she was their reason for living, and she would feel the sheer need they had to please her to fulfillment.