Amelia stood on the front door step, fidgeting as she waited nervously for the front door to open. Behind the frosted glass panes, she could catch sight of movement, and then the door opened, to reveal a casually dressed Jason. He appeared to be at a loss for words for a few seconds, before finding his voice. Perhaps it was how she was dressed that got his attention and not having seen her dressed this way before, might have been a bit of a shock, and a pleasant one.
“You look beautiful Amelia.”
“Really? Amelia blushed fiercely at his candour and then followed him in after he gestured with his hand. His lounge room was quite large, with a huge plasma TV in the corner, which he turned on as they entered the room. Tonight’s show was Titanic, a favourite of Amelia, who placed down her purse on the coffee table and sat down on the comfortable leather couch. All around the walls were pictures and service documents framed, along with a sporting trophy cabinet, from his days at university. A real man’s place, with all the comforts a bachelor could want. Easing back into the couch, she offered Jason a light smile, as she started to relax in his company.
“I can watch this movie a thousand times, and it never gets boring.” Amelia enthused.
At the half way mark of the film, Jason excused himself and headed into the kitchen. So he was cooking dinner too? Amelia watched his swagger as he left the room, and chewed her lip as she found herself checking out his ass. A low whistle escaped her lips, before she sat back around and slapped herself for thinking such things.
Not long after he emerged with two plates of chicken Alfredo and set them down on the coffee table just before them. Amelia leaned forward and smelt the delicious scent of the meal. “Smells great.” She said, taking the offered cutlery and then picked up her plate.
“Enjoy Amelia. I do hope you enjoy the meal.”
“Well it looks amazing and smells great, so now the taste test.”
She wound her fork around, then used her spoon to capture the pasta beneath, before placing it in her mouth. The look…sheer heaven. She closed her eyes, chewing and made sounds of distinct pleasure. Swallowing, she enthused.
“This is delicious. Your own recipe?”
Carmen watched with passion-lidden eyes as Shane’s form morphed into that of the Master Vampire, and she purred with delight. It always gave her a thrill to see him in this form. So forceful and dominating. His voice had an echo quality to it as he ordered the twins to pleasure her.
The three of them fell upon her like a pack of wild dogs. Shane didn’t hesitate, slipping his elongated tongue into her warmth while his body continued to change. He was much bigger and she caught a glimpse of his larger than life manhood before his tongue and mouth forcefully claimed her body. The whole bed was rocking and pounding against the wall. The twins attacked her breasts, nipping, biting, licking at every part of her they could reach. She cried out, feeling everything at once and she reveled in it.
“Yesssss!! More! I want more!!” she demanded, grabbing the twins by their hair and pulling them into a double kiss and they squeezed and fondled her breasts. She groaned, slipping her hands down to massage at the both of them.
It was a neverending circle of passion and desire, and the three of them tried to give their all to their Queen. She was enjoying their attentions, relishing the contact that bound the three of them together more effectively then any blood ceremony ever could. She could feel all three of them in her mind, their bond strong, her bond with Shane unbreakable.
She arched her back, nearly fully off the bed as the desire nearly threatened to overwhelm her.
Hour after hour would go by, and the three men all served their Queen well, as she hissed at them with an insatiable hunger that lusted for her sires and Master. There was one defining thing about this lovers pact, and that was Shane was truly the dominant of the three, giving her such satisfaction, that his roars of prowess, and drive would have her singing his name as she would experience repeat orgasms till she would be completely spent. When the twins had achieved their goals, and the Queen focused on Shane, they both bowed, before kissing her arms and hand, and then slinked away, unlocking the door, and slipping out, leaving the Master with the Queen.
Shane took this opportunity in his stride, and then snorted as he mounted her as was his right. His face hovered over hers, before teasing her lips with his tongue, followed by slow thrusting of his great member into her folds. This was not violent, but a way of saying that the bond had been restored. As she writhed beneath him in Ecstasy, he filled her again with his seed taking full claim of her once more. Rolling on his side, he drew her into his arms, and rained kisses across her face, and neck, as he returned back to his human form. He had managed to beat his own jealousy back, and at the same time, showing dominance over his mate. He hoped she had felt truly worshiped, and a true Queen after the events of this night. He rested his forehead to hers, and said almost breathlessly.
“You have never been more beautiful than you are now.”
“No it was my mothers…before she was murdered along with my father…and this apartment was their’s but they left it to me and i haven’t changed it much since their deaths as it helps me get through the days…”
As Amelia tried to swallow her mouthful of pasta, she found herself hearing the tale of how he had learnt to cook this dish, as it was a recipe of his late mother. He would go on to say that both his parents were murdered, and that this apartment was actually theirs. Amelia set down her fork in her dish, then the dish back on the coffee table, as she watched him take up his empty plate and sort of stagger into the kitchen. At first, Amelia wasn’t sure of how to react. She hadn’t finished her meal, but something inside of her felt like following him. That was, until she heard the sobs that came from the kitchen. Clearly, mentioning the deaths of his parents, had taken down a wall that was held up to keep his emotions in check. Amelia swallowed and drew her shoulder in. Oh this was terrible. Amelia was about to get up and follow him to the kitchen to see if he was okay, when he appeared again.
His face had been wiped clear of the tears he had shed, but you could not mistake the red rim of his eyes, nor the way he spoke with almost a shaky tone to it. Before she could ask about him, he then said to her.
“Would you care for anything to drink? Soda water wine?”
“I’m fine, really. Uhm..dinner was amazing by the way. I promise to wash up my plate and cutlery before I go.”
There was an awkward pause, as she fiddled with her napkin, before placing it down on the table, and she turned to ask him.
“Please don’t think I am rude, but….I heard you before, and you know if you ever wanted to talk about something, I am here willing to listen.”
She took up his hand and held it, hoping she hadn’t crossed some invisible line that she shouldn’t have.
For hours the three men took turns pleasuring their Mistress, working muscles she never thought existed, putting her in positions she never thought possible. And she enjoyed every last second of it. As Shane was her dominate, he did most of the work, never once reverting back to his human form, pressing his enlarged frame against her body in new and imaginative ways. She screamed and moaned until she was hoarse, and still they drove her to heights of passion never seen by anyone.
The twins had long since departed as her sole focus was now on her mate. He hovered over her, his enlarged member thrusting slowly in and out of her body as she wrapped her arms and legs around him. He was gentle in his actions, their bond reaffirmed, his jealousy abated. He filled her with his seed as they both cried out their completion in the silence of the room, her body throbbing around him as she pressed her sweat-soaked face into the skin of his shoulder.
He rolled them to their side, pressing tender kisses to her face and neck as he slowly morphed back to his human form. She herself, her vampire sated, was slowly coming back to earth. She caught him staring at her and she looked on in wonder. He pressed their foreheads together.
“You have never been more beautiful than you are now.” he murmured. She smiled, reaching up to run her fingers through his damp hair and lightly scratching his scalp.
“And you have never meant more to me then you have in this moment. I love you. You are my mate, my Sire, and My Master. Let there be no more doubts between us.” she whispered, pressing her lips to his in a sweet and tender kiss.
She untangled herself from his arms and crawled from the rumpled bed. Not bothering to cover herself, she stretched her naked body before him then gave him a glance over her shoulder. “It will be daylight soon. Would you care to join me in a shower before we retire for the day?” she whispered, seductive in her poise. The Vampire Queen was asleep. This was Carmen in all her glory and she wished to have a final moment with her mate before they slept the day away. She held out her hand to him and waited.
It was true that Shane’s hair was totally wet from the night’s activities, and he felt her drag her finger through his wet hair and scalp, he knew he needed a good shower to wash away the sex and sweat from his body. Though at the moment, he was just too caught up in Carmen, as she returned to that of her human form.
“And you have never meant more to me then you have in this moment. I love you. You are my mate, my Sire, and My Master. Let there be no more doubts between us.” Her lips touched his softly, and he returned the sentiment, only breaking the kiss to say to her. “No more doubts, and no more jealousy. I am yours, as you are mine.”
Shane rolled on his side, and watched as Carmen slipped out of bed. He could see the trails of his seed down the inside of her inner thigh and tried to hide a smirk as she glanced over her shoulder and said: “It will be daylight soon. Would you care to join me in a shower before we retire for the day?” Shane didn’t need to be asked twice. He leapt out of bed and ran to her, sweeping her off her feet. “A bath..candles and a massage are in order…My Queen.” He said, and carried her into the bathroom. They had a huge roman style bath in there, and he set her down upon the fluffy mat at the foot of the bath, before going to get the matches and start her bath for her. Course, this might take some time, but she was worth it. The eagerness he displayed, may have seemed comical, but he was doing all this for her.
As the bathwater ran, he took out some oil bottles, and tipped them in, humming under his breath, every so often giving her a sly wink before going to light all the candles. He then switched off the light in the bathroom and waved to her in a bow like fashion for her to get in.
Amelia could tell by the way that Jason spoke, he felt a lot of emotion about the passing of his parents, and who wouldn’t? Murdered by people unknown and for what reason? The young witch watched as he walked to where a photograph of his parents were, and whispered words to them, that were barely audible from where Amelia was sitting. The television was still on, so she reached down to pick up the remote and turn it off. No sooner had he placed back the photograph, there was a knock at the door, so while he attended to that, Amelia picked up her plate and carried it into his kitchen to wash up. Dinner was over, and she was unsure of what to do now. Did she breach the subject of his parents, or try to talk about other things? Chewing her bottom lip, she instead came back out and joined Jason on the couch, when he asked her a rather surprising question.
“Amelia your more then welcome to stay the night…that is if you want to..”
At first Amelia wasn’t sure how to respond, but then she came up with the first thing that popped into her head.
“I..didn’t bring anything over to sleep in, that is unless you have a T shirt you are willing to lend to me. I always bring a tooth brush in my bag. Odd, I know.”
She was more or less saying yes…but how would he respond?
After her inquiry, Shane was more than eager to be alone with her once more, catering to her needs effectively. He leapt from the bed swept her into his very capable arms and took her off to his bedroom, and the ensuite bath. The huge Roman-style tub was large enough for two and he immediately placed her on her feet before moving to turn on the taps. He added some scented oils to the water as he did.
As the tub filled, her went about placing candles on various surfaces, lighting them with the matches in his hand before turning down the lights. The atmosphere was one of romance, and she couldn’t deny it made her feel completely feminine and treasured.
Once everything was ready, he turned to her with a bow.
“Thank you, baby.” she smiled, stepping into the water. The warmth seeped into her slowly aching bones and she sat down with a pleased sigh. “Oh this is nice.” she moaned, closing her eyes and inhaling the pleasing scent. She scooped some water into her hands and ran it over her arms and neck with a delighted moan. Repeating the process, she splashed water on her face and through her hair, slicking back her dark locks. She moaned with delight as the water soothed her tired body.
This was what she needed.