Disclaimer: I own nothing of True Blood or its characters. BUT if the owners are willing, I'd like to make an arrangement for shared custody of Pam. The line for Eric is too long...
AN: Thank you again to all my wonderful reviewers! Heart you all! Sorry for the delay. Classes are in full swing and melting my brain! Ok, I certainly earn the story rating in this chapter, so you've been warned of smut. Smut, smut, smut. Return of plot next chapter!
One For the Vault
Chapter 4
"That 'a girl..." Pam beamed before hauling Caroline close. Plunging herself in the familiar sweet scent she'd grown addicted to, Pam swallowed the moan trapped at her lips.
Pam's face was buried in Caroline's neck and hair, soaking in her scent. "So, sweet," she purred. Caroline smiled and couldn't help but be pleased with her response. Surprisingly, she was comfortable with being so naked and exposed in front of the vampire. She'd expected a storm of nervousness, but only felt extreme levels of excitement and arousal.
The dark leather of Pam's dress stuck to Caroline's naked skin as she pulled her closer. It was much warmer in comparison to the open air chilling her back as she looped her arms around Pam's shoulders and neck. Holding onto her tightly, she was suddenly lifted from the ground in response. Her house flew by in a blur as Pam navigated through it in search of her bedroom. Caroline's small bedside lamp, the only light on in the house, called out to Pam with assistance and lured her towards the room.
"That concludes our tour ...and now onto the main event," Pam said in a seductive voice, as she crossed the threshold into the bedroom. Caroline fell with a bounce as Pam deposited her on her four-poster bed with a swift toss.
Pam then gifted her with a smirk and a quick wink before her eyes fell shut, suddenly overwhelmed by Caroline's delicious scent. It was truly intoxicating. Caroline's presence was so strong in the room, almost too much for the captivated vampire. She shook herself from the haze and slowly moved to grip one of the wrought iron bedposts. Using it for balance, Pam bent to remove her tall stiletto heels. She flung them aside carelessly, neither of the women looking to watch them land. Their gazes were once again fixed intently on each other.
Caroline crawled forward on the bed on her knees, reaching out towards Pam with anxious hands. "Don't," she spoke in a throaty hush, catching Pam's colder hands in her own. The vampire had been about to lower the zipper of her dress, but Caroline couldn't allow that. She wanted that honor for herself.
"Let me..."
Pam's expression was unreadable, but she lowered her hands after a moment in response. Stepping forward, she willingly met Caroline at the edge of the mattress to give her better excess. Caroline couldn't hold Pam's eyes after that moment, and her own lowered to the task as her hands moved forward. The zipper moved smoothly and Caroline held her breath as the sound of it hummed in the room and almost echoed in the restless silence.
"Fuck..." she gasped out loud, as the zipper fell and unveiled the vampire's body. Pam arched a brow in question to her remark and Caroline blushed. "Sorry. You're just ...gorgeous."
Pam's brow settled and she beamed at Caroline, "Thank you, peaches."
"Why do you call me 'peaches'?" she asked suddenly with a soft tilt of her head, hands stilling with the thought.
Pam paused and she almost looked guilty for a moment. It passed quickly. "Because I do," she finally replied with a roll of her eyes. Looking away, she pulled her dress the rest of the way off. "I think we're getting off topic."
Caroline forgot what she'd even asked when Pam moved away to place her folded dress aside. The sway of her hips as she walked drew Caroline's eyes to the dark lace undergarments the vampire wore. Her mouth practically watered as her eyes traveled over toned legs, thighs, and ass. When Pam turned, the displayed stomach and lace clad breast were just as appealing. Caroline was truly conflicted, wanting to see all angles of Pam at once and wondering how to make it possible.
"Much better..." Pam drawled, noticing Caroline's gaze as she sauntered back to the bed.
"Lay down," she instructed and Caroline quickly moved to comply. Pushing herself backwards, she fell back against the pillows and eagerly watched Pam climb onto the bed. Approaching on her hands and knees, she crawled towards Caroline slowly from the foot of the bed with a predators leer. Reaching her, Pam moved to straddle Caroline's waist and settled herself upright with a strong thrust against her lower body.
Caroline moaned with the pressure of their touching pelvises, arching off the bed when Pam repeated the motion even harder. "So responsive my little pet."
Pam moved a hand in between them, thrusting with it once before brushing against the fabric of Caroline's underwear. She pressed her fingers into Caroline through the soaked material, before dipping inside the fabric. Instead of entering her, like Caroline hoped Pam would, the vampire tugged at the damp fabric. Pulling it tight in her hand, Pam rubbed it viciously over Caroline's sex. She squirmed about shamelessly as it rubbed between her lower lips and higher over her clit. The friction it caused set Caroline on fire.
Dipping a finger inside of her, Pam leaned forward to murmur, "I'm barely touching you... and yet, you are already dripping wet."
When Pam tore away Caroline's underwear, shredding the innocent cotton, the bed sheets were clenched tightly in Caroline's hands. Then, when she added a second finger, beginning to move them in earnest, Caroline tugged at the soft fabric violently. Pam's other hand moved to her breast and leisurely molested the soft mound in time with her plunging fingers. "I could probably make you cum with just the sound of my voice, if I wanted to. Isn't that right?"
"Yesss..."
"And you like this... love this. Me using you. Taking and giving only what I wish." Pam tweaked the nipple in her hand and pressed the pad of her palm down against Caroline's clit. Her voice dropped to a low whisper, "You'd let me torture you like this for hours, wouldn't you? Controlling everything. Bringing you just to the edge... and then denying you each time. Prolonging your release for however long I choose."
"Oh, god..." Caroline whimpered. The thought of this lasting for hours was maddening to her, but also so so appealing.
"You'd like to be my pet, wouldn't you? So, that I can do this to you whenever I wanted. I'd take you every night, if you were. No matter where, or who you were with. You'd be my toy. My personal fuck toy." Pam eased her movement then, and Caroline whined at the loss of full contact.
"Would you like to be mine, Caroline?" she asked as she leaned back and unclasped her strapless bra. It fell off the side of the bed and joined the lonely stilettos.
"Fuck yes... please!" Caroline cried out, her skin humming with anticipation.
"Such language, peaches," Pam smirked down at her before she brushed the backs her hands against her own breast softly.
Caroline's impulsive response was to haul Pam down to her with a strong hand twisted into blonde hair. Their mouths connected violently. Lips, tongues, and fangs battling for dominance. The kiss was brutal. Boiling Caroline's blood with the intensity behind it. She'd never wanted anyone more. Had never felt the degree of desire and want that she craved from Pam.
Pam pulled back with a growl. Her lipstick was smeared around the edges of her mouth, mixed with the dark shade of Caroline's blood. She sat up in a flash of movement, tugging Caroline up with the same unnatural speed. Her human gasped at the change of position, eyes slightly unfocused.
Pam meant to feed from her then, too furious to continue in the direction that they were. She wanted to lash out. Angry that Caroline had gone against her wishes by kissing her. In the back of her mind she knew the glamour that blocked out their first conversation was to blame, but she desperately wanted to take it out on Caroline. Only the sight of her human's lips, red and swollen, held her back. Traces of Caroline's own blood trailed against her warm skin, around the small puncture marks Pam's sharp fangs had caused during the kiss. Caroline held tightly to her. Looking up at the vampire in her lap with a lack of fear in her eyes that amazed Pam and hindered her intended assault. She frowned at the breather, confused by the trust and desire still strongly evident on her features.
"Yes, I would," Caroline's words were hoarse, as she repeated her answer to Pam's earlier question. "Please..." she begged, trying to pull Pam's mouth close once more. "Yours."
Pam had never seen this emotion directed at her before from a human that wasn't glamoured. Desire was one thing, but Caroline hadn't withdrawn from her intensity, her fangs, or her rage. It worried her, confused her, and aroused her all the same.
Pam's aversion for kissing started decades ago. Her pets had a tendency to grow too attached to her with the action, forgetting that they were merely meals and playthings to her. So Pam quickly did away with the act, refusing to grow silly attachments to humans. She took many at once and ended things quickly. Often with a well placed glamour to permanently finalize it. Eric was the only lover she allowed the privilege in the last decade, but they hadn't been intimate in some time. Pam knew she had a problem on her hands. Caroline was the first breather she'd become so obsessive with in some time and it wasn't smart to allow her the intimate privilege.
Dipping her tongue outward, Pam caught the taste of Caroline that was still smeared on her lips and lost all focus at that moment. The combination of the girls expression and her blood, drove Pam forward and she decided to let their lips to meet once more. She could easily loose herself in this human, but could she allow her control to take a well deserved respite?
Perhaps it could be forgotten for one night.
But only one.
Caroline moved forward and met Pam's slowly approaching mouth. Blood was smeared again, this time staining more skin than the previous kiss had. Pam licked at the crimson droplets around Caroline's mouth in between kisses, purring at the sweet taste of her human. Her hands held Caroline tightly, buried in her dark curls as she pulled her closer. Their breast mashed together, warm and cold skin melting as one.
When Caroline pushed her away suddenly, Pam frowned until she heard the gasp as her human sucked in a breath. So lost in the moment, Pam had forgotten Caroline still needed to breath.
Caroline was inching closer a moment later. Still panting, but unconcerned about her almost suffocation. Her hands glided over Pam in a sinful caress, and urged her mouth near. When Pam bent to meet her lips half way, Caroline held back from the kiss and instead trailed her tongue over the sharp fangs protruding from Pam's mouth. Pam's lips opened wider, her silent shock surpassed by the intense sensation. The blood was licked clean off them and a shiver ran down Pam's spine when one of the sharp points was flicked cautiously.
After exploring Pam's fangs, Caroline went further. Sucking and caressing at Pam's tongue with her own. They both moaned and pressed closer. The kiss turned into a unhurried, deep and sensuous, dance of tongues. Then, without parting mouths, they tumbled to backwards to the mattress. Rolling, thrusting, touching, and tasting.
When their mouths parted finally, Caroline found herself pinned against her mattress with her arms trapped above her head. Pam kept them there with just one of her own, as the other languidly explored and fondled Caroline's soft curves. Her legs were wrapped tightly around Pam, heels digging into Pam's ass as fangs scrapped against her sensitive nipple. She soothed it with her tongue and a kiss when the pain almost dominated the pleasure.
Pam could hear Caroline's blood pumping, her erratic heartbeat, and the shiver that ran through her. She didn't think she would ever tire of the girl's reaction to her touch. Enjoying how sensitive and responsive she was, Pam pushed her further. With her mouth still attached to her breast, Pam rose off her lower body and situated herself at Caroline's side. Perched on her knees beside Caroline's waist, she was centered enough that her hold on Caroline's wrist didn't loosen as she reached with her other to push open her thighs.
Caroline jerked in response to the sudden cold hand on her upper thigh, and held her breath as it trailed higher. In between her legs she was emitting the wonderful aroma of her arousal. The scent of her almost pulled Pam from the breast, but the soft trail of blood a fang had caused needed to be tended to first.
"I meant it."
Pam only heard her soft murmur because of her powerful hearing. "Meant what?" she asked, distracted as she slowly licked at the underside of Caroline's breast.
"That... that I want to be yours. To be your pet, um...your 'fuck toy'." She spoke with difficulty. The mouth at her chest and the fingers slowly entering her a strong distraction. "But... only if I can be your only one."
Pam looked up from Caroline's breast, the weight of her words settling around them. "That is a mighty request, peaches."
"Please, let me."
"What makes you so special?" Pam taunted her as she stilled her hand inside her wet walls and removed it completely.
"Because... because I can't stop thinking about you," Caroline confessed and turned her head away from Pam's gaze, hiding it against her arm. Her blush veiled by her dark curls.
"Look at me," Pam ordered firmly and Caroline slowly complied, "Continue."
"I-I can't stop it. You're in my dreams, my every waking thought, and... even my fantasies. I don't understand it and am so confused by it, but I don't want to deny it anymore. I just want you so fucking much."
Pam watched her silently, knowing that her words were genuine. Her obsession for the girl rose a level higher, and Pam ignored the voice in the back of her thoughts telling her to end it now. "I'm in your fantasies." she confirmed quietly, pride swelling.
The dreams Caroline had were easily explained by the blood Pam needed to use to close the puncture wounds from her feedings. It was a small amount, a drop here and there. Nowhere near enough to form a bond. Just enough to erase the evidence, so as not to confuse Caroline after the glamours were in place. But the fact that Caroline was intentionally fantasizing about her while awake, warmed something unfamiliar in Pam. The image of Caroline touching herself, thinking of her while she did so, made Pam wetter than any past lover had ever achieved.
Eric would be crushed.
"These fantasies," Pam began with a small smirk. "What do you do during them?"
Caroline's brow creased, unsure what Pam meant.
"Do you touch yourself?" she clarified in a velvety tone. "Do you touch yourself while thinking of me? Right here, in this very bed?" Mutely Caroline nodded in confirmation, her blush staining more than just her face. "Where?"
"M-my breast," she answered and Pam rewarded her. Taking the hand that'd been previously holding Caroline's wrists down against the pillows, she placed it on her heaving chest and pulled a breast into her grasp.
"Where else?" Pam continued, playing with the mound how she knew would unravel Caroline the quickest. Caroline panted in short, quick breaths, trying to build the courage to tell Pam. "Here?" Pam trailed her free hand against the tops her thighs, her fingers still moist from having been so deep within her a moment ago.
"Higher," Caroline gasped out. She almost growled when Pam completely bypassed her needy opening, hand falling against Caroline's stomach. "Lower damn-it."
Pam laughed at her in response. "Like this perhaps?" Immediately, she thrust fingers between Caroline's wet folds.
"Oh, fuck," Caroline moaned, her neck arching back as she almost wept from the sensation. "Yes, like that."
"Do you add more fingers? Go deeper? Or harder?" At Caroline's moaned 'yessss', Pam did just that. Her blue eyes darkening as she watched her human grind back against the fingers. Fucking herself against Pam's hand.
When Pam shifted lower on the mattress, her hand fell from Caroline's breast. Without slowing the pace of her thrusting hands, Pam lifted one of Caroline's legs and ducked beneath it. She let it fall across her shoulders, watching as Caroline's hands took up her previous position at her breast. She was sure she'd never seen a more erotic sight and smirked softly before lowering her gaze between her legs. The source of the strong scent of arousal wafting around her.
Caroline glistened with her excitement. Pink lips swollen with her lust and from the fingers that currently fucked her slowly. Her soft moans echoed between them and Pam pulled out of her slowly, sucking the digits clean of her juices. The flavor rolled Pam's eyes backwards, a small taste of the feast awaiting her.
"Have you fantasized about this, peaches?" Unable to wait for her response, Pam bent her head to Caroline's mound.
She trailed her tongue from bottom to top. Ending with a slow swirl around her sensitive nub, before repeating the movement in reverse. Caroline thrashed in front of her, and Pam moved a hand to grip her in place possessively. Pam attacked her in an unhurried and torturous pace. Lips, tongue, and fangs working together to bring Caroline to her highest peak.
When her tongue dipped inside her tight wet opening, Caroline whimpered. One of her hands lowered to Pam's hair, caressing it and softly pulling her closer. Pam hummed her consent, the vibrations caressing Caroline's core and causing her to cry out and buck forward. Pam dug her nails into her ass and hips, forcing herself even deeper inside. She lapped at her human's warm taste, her own thighs clenched tight in an effort to dull the slow throb there.
"Oh fuck... Pam. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," Caroline howled softly after what felt like hours under Pam's attention. The vampire smirked against her, before she mouthed a path north to Caroline's engorged nub.
Pulling it between her lips, Pam created a soft suction that caused the hand in her hair to bury deeper. Instead of pulling her closer, like she had before, Caroline attempted to pull her back. "It's too much," she cried desperately.
She cried even harder when Pam thrust her fingers deep into her entrance. The cold digits pistoning the familiar path with her unnatural vampire speed. Caroline was even wetter than before, letting Pam enter her with an ease that drove her deep. Pam ceased her torture on the throbbing clit as she felt Caroline's walls begin to clench around her hand. Knowing she was close to the edge, she trailed her fangs to the soft mound of skin above her nub.
When Pam bit down and broke through her skin, she lapped at the blood and swollen clit at the same time. Sucking both into her hungry mouth with enthusiasm, Pam purred and took her fill of Caroline.
"Fuuuuck!" Caroline screamed her release, the sound echoing through her quiet home. As her orgasm shuddered through her, Caroline gasped Pam's name over and over until her body fell limp against the bed. She shook from the aftershocks, visibly trembling as Pam slowly licked away at the last remnants of blood and her juices.
"You have a foul mouth, peaches," Pam grinned as she finally lowered Caroline's leg off her shoulder and set it on the mattress softly. She crawled forward above Caroline's body, straddling her human and leaning forward. "I like it." Her soft laughter jiggled her breast. They swayed gently and when Caroline finally had the strength to open her eyes, they caught her attention immediately.
Caroline reached out for them, rolling them in her hands gently. Even though Pam's skin was cold, it was soft and pliable to the touch. Pam hummed deep in her throat, thrusting her hips against Caroline's in response to her touch. Caroline rolled one of Pam's nipples, repeating the same actions the woman had used to unravel her.
"I hope you're not tired, peaches," Pam spoke slowly through her pleasure, slowly gyrating her core against Caroline's. "Because we still have a long while until sunrise."
Caroline's gaze snapped upwards to met Pam's, watching as the vampire's cold blue darkened with her arousal. "Who needs sleep," was her smooth reply.
Pam smiled her agreement.
Hours later, Caroline breathed sluggishly as her erratic heartbeat pounded sharply in her ears. She was on her stomach, pressed firmly into the mattress by the weight of Pam on her back. The vampire was still licking wet trails up her back, cleaning the mess her nails had made earlier. The deep scratches barely registered as pain to Caroline, the small throb was dulled and triumphed by the feeling of Pam's soft tongue.
Caroline felt boneless, her body still recovering from her last orgasm. The strongest from the night, it was enhanced by the unexpected exchange of blood. Caroline hadn't meant to bite Pam. It wasn't premeditated, just thoughtlessly done in the heat of the moment.
Caroline could easily see how much her blood pleasured Pam. Her expression while she drank was truly one of bliss, and she often emitted quiet moans and shudders during the act. It felt marvelous to Caroline and seemed to heighten both of their orgasms. That was the thought that drove her mouth forward towards Pam's neck. She wanted to give as much pleasure as Pam had bestowed on her through their night.
They'd been tangled together in the center of the bed when it happened. Legs scissored, both sitting in each other's laps, their wet cores tightly pressed together as they held each other and rocked. Their movements held no rhythm or gracefulness. So worked up from the night, they rutted against each other wildly. Clit banging against clit and rubbing to together in delicious friction. Mouths were locked in a breathless kiss, that broke often with the wild movement of their bodies.
Pam trailed her lips from Caroline's own and pressed them to her ear. "Cum for me, peaches. Cum for me now..." And her words had nearly toppled Caroline over the edge. Her hips were getting sore from the frantic thrusting and the orgasm pooling in her belly was too much to carry any longer.
But she wanted to Pam to fall first for once. The entire night her vampire had made sure she'd climaxed first. Though very appreciative, Caroline wanted Pam to have that honor this last time. Just once Caroline wanted to be coherent enough to watch, listen, and feel every reaction of Pam's release. And with Pam's mouth at her ear, whispering dirty remarks in an effort to make Caroline fail in her goal, the vampire had left her pale neck fully exposed in front of Caroline.
Without a kiss or a lick of her warm tongue as a warning, Caroline simply bent forward with her mouth open wide. She bit hard and was instantly rewarded with a strong coppery taste in her mouth.
Pam's reaction was a carnal howl that bounced off the walls . Her spine stiffened and the hands at Caroline's back turned into long, stinging claws of nails. The throbbing aftershocks of her orgasm vibrated against Caroline's core, and she followed Pam over the edge with lips stained red.
The vampire blood she swallowed left her in a hazy state. Even now, she still felt a bit boneless and moved easily when Pam pushed her onto her back so that they faced each other once more. Her heartbeat was still pounding loudly, almost deafening, but it settled once she looked up into the eyes of her lover.
Pam didn't seem angry with Caroline's spontaneity, in fact she looked relaxed and well fucked. Her hair was a bit tangled, and still had dried pieces of the red wax they'd poured on each other at one point in the night.
"Well, now that was fun." Pam winked at her, chin resting between her breasts.
Caroline replied with a tired, but contented, laugh. "The most fun I've ever had," she grinned, brushing a strand of blonde out of Pam's eyes. She tucked it behind her ear and the movement drew Caroline's eyes to the indents of her teeth slowly healing on Pam's neck.
Pam watched her examine the marks she'd left, before pulling her attention with her next words. "If you're going to be my pet, there are some rules you must follow, peaches."
"Rules?" Caroline's brow creased in the most adorable fashion, and Pam was nearly distracted with the stain of red around her lips. Wanting to lean forward and lick away the remains of her own blood.
"Rule number one," Pam began, voice less tender and more firm than it'd been in over the past few hours. "My blood is off limits. That was fucking sexy, but I am not looking to bond with anyone any time soon, so it was a onetime thing." Pam paused and didn't continue until Caroline nodded with her agreement to obey the request.
"Rule number two ...no kissing. Ever. Tonight was an exception. But the only exception. Rule number three ...no kissing. So important, it had to be repeated."
"Let me guess, rule number four ...no kissing?"
"Wrong. Rule number four is no polyester. Makes me itch just looking at it."
TBC