Carmen pushed Dean into the bedroom, tugging at his tie and unbuttoning his shirt. Dean chuckled at her impatience and covered her hands with his, stopping her from undressing him. "What's the rush, sweetheart?"
"I need you so much, I can't get enough of you." Carmen smiled, looking up at him."I want you to make me scream a few more times tonight, baby."
"Anything for you, my love." He replied, smirking when he felt her hands on his chest again. Even through the fabric her touch was hot on his skin.
Carmen quickly removed his shirt, licking her lips at the sight and brushing her fingertips lightly over his naked torso. Dean growled and grabbed her hips, pulling her against his body. She made a pleasured noise at the contact and then brushed her hair out of the way to unzip her dress.
Dean frowned, noticing the blood from his bite mark slowly trickle down her neck. Usually, he made sure to close the punctures properly after drinking blood from her. "Sorry, baby. I went a little crazy there."
"It's okay. I love it when you lose control with me, I've told you like a thousand times." She whispered softly in his ear. Dean licked the droplets of blood off her skin, groaning at the taste of her and kissed the spot where he had bitten her.
Carmen tilted her head back, sighing at the wonderful feeling and started to breathe heavily as he left feathery kisses along her collarbone, his lips barely touching her skin. Dean grinned, hearing her breath catch when he reached her breasts and his tongue dipped into the cup of her bra to tease one full mound.
"Dean..." She purred, tangling her hands in his hair. He surprised her by yanking down her dress in the next moment, not even bothering to undo the zipper first. "Step out." He ordered when the material pooled around her feet.
Carmen's eyes were glistening as she moved slowly to provoke him. "You've already ruined some of my underwear." She said, taking a step back and quickly pulling off her bra before Dean could rip it apart.
She was only wearing her black heels now and Dean's eyes roamed over her naked form, hunger starting to gnaw at him again. He was ready to attack and ravage her, but told himself to slow down. He wanted a nice foreplay this time.
Carmen raised an eyebrow, waiting for his next move. She smiled as if she knew exactly what was going through his mind.
"You're keeping those on." Dean said, gesturing to her high heels.
"Aren't you a dirty boy, Winchester. Well, fine by me." She stepped over to the bed, sitting on the edge. "I'll do anything for you, honey, you know that."
Dean took a deep breath, a chill running down his spine at her suggestive words.
"Now you still have your pants on, that's not gonna work for me." Carmen added, looking him over.
They still hung loosely on his hips and it took Dean a split second to get rid of them. Carmen pulled him closer until he was standing in front of her and wrapped her hand around his length; it was still slick with her juices. She looked up at him and began to move her hand slowly, adding more pressure when her hand moved down to the base and less when it went back up to the tip. It quickly grew to its full size under her treatment again and Dean's breathing was hot and heavy on her skin.
"Shit, sweetheart." He grunted, never losing eye contact with her. He could feel his release approaching, but he didn't want to come yet. He needed her to stop that delicious torture, so he cupped her face and leaned in, finally joining their lips in a hot kiss. He pushed Carmen gently down onto the bed and got on top. She ran her hands down his strong muscular back, sighing happily when she felt Dean's full weight.
Carmen placed soft kisses along his jaw-line and then lightly scraped her teeth down his throat, letting out a noise when Dean suddenly turned onto his back and she was on top. She sat up a little, smiling down at him and kissed his lips quickly before starting her journey down his body. Dean couldn't hold back a low moan when her hot mouth left a wet trail on his chest, her tongue licking teasingly over one nipple.
His erection moved between the valley of her breasts when Carmen crawled lower to leave open-mouth kisses all over his abdomen, paying special attention to the sensitive area beneath his belly button. Dean groaned at the gorgeous sight and his head started to spin at the feel of her soft silk breasts. He was rock-hard and going insane, but was still repressing the urge to bury himself inside of her.
Carmen traced the pulsing vein of his length with her tongue, tasting herself on him and it turned her on even more. She licked every inch of his massive erection, dipping her tongue into the tiny slit on the tip, but never closing her lips around him.
Carmen wished for Dean to just take her already, but she also enjoyed teasing him without letting him come. Feeling him fighting for control and hearing his restrained sounds of pleasure got her even wetter. She loved the way he reacted to her caresses.
The burning feeling in Dean's lower body increased as Carmen continued to torture him, yet it wasn't enough to make him fall over the edge. Her sweet tongue quit teasing his shaft and he breathed out in relief, feeling the pulsing lessen a little. Carmen kissed up his hip bone instead and bit in the soft flesh there, moaning loudly when she tasted him.
Dean huffed, dug his hands in her hair and let her drink his blood. Every nerve in his body was alive, burning with lust for his mate and it only increased when she started to feed on him.
"I need to touch you, baby." He whispered and ran one hand down her body, slipping it between her legs and pushing two fingers inside of her effortlessly since she was still so wet from their first encounter.
Carmen jumped at the sudden intrusion and let go of him, leaning her forehead against his stomach as he began to pump her. She stopped breathing when Dean's thumb started to circle her clit, hitting every nerve perfectly and sending burning waves of pleasure through her entire body.
"Dean..." She choked out, starting to tremble terribly on top of him; she was already that close. And then suddenly her climax washed over her; Carmen scratched his skin with her fingernails and let out noises that sounded like sobs. When she collapsed on top of him, Dean instantly wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. He kissed her wet forehead and caressed her back lovingly as she came down from her high.
Carmen reached for Dean's hand and made eye-contact with him before closing her lips around his fingers and licking them clean. Dean felt himself become even harder.
"You okay?" He asked hoarsely, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
Carmen nodded."Yeah, but I need you inside of me. Let me feel you, baby." She straddled him again and aligned his length with her center, letting him sink in slowly, inch by inch.
"Fuck, baby...you're so wet." Dean had smelled how turned on she was but had no idea that she was almost dripping. He grabbed her hips and gritted his teeth, forcing himself not to start slamming into her.
Carmen began to rock against him, her eyes fluttering close. She ran her hands through her hair and over her torso, pinching her nipples until they were hard. Dean didn't dare to avert his eyes as he watched her move on top of him and touch herself.
Carmen arched her back and bit her lip, starting to rock faster. All of her senses were concentrated on Dean filling her up, stretching her walls with every thrust. He fitted so perfectly inside of her.
She felt Dean's hands make their way up her body, caressing her legs and stomach, massaging her breasts and then move back down, his fingers attacking her clit again.
Carmen opened her eyes, leaning forward and placing her hands on either side of Dean's head, panting heavily.
"I want you to come, sweetheart." Dean said, his thumb drawing tight firm circles around her clit. "Now."
Dean's low seductive voice had a special effect on her body, making her completely weak. She couldn't take the sweet torture anymore and came hard, her orgasm tore through her and she squeezed her yes shut, crying out.
Dean wasted no time and turned them over, burying her underneath him. He didn't give her time to recover from her orgasm and pushed her down into the mattress, pounding into her fast. All she could do was hold onto him for dear life and move with him at vampire pace, their hips clashing so deliciously as they tried to get to their high as fast as possible.
Her walls clenched tightly around him as he thrust into her and it heightened the pleasure. The continuous friction had her sensitive body react in no time and Carmen could feel herself getting closer to the edge again. Dean knew he couldn't hold back his own release any longer and he sensed that it only took a few more thrusts for Carmen to come as well.
Dean was hitting that sweet spot inside her perfectly and she was about to explode; finally, his next wonderfully long and hard thrust triggered her release. Dean's abdomen tightened and this time he allowed himself to let go, climaxing shortly after her.
Carmen came violently, crying out Dean's name. Her heels scratched along his lower back and her nails dug in his scalp, intensifying his climax. Dean buried his head in the crook of her neck and bit down onto her shoulder, riding out the high.
He rolled off of her, fearing to crush her when he allowed himself to collapse on top of her. Carmen sighed, finding herself missing him already when he got off her to lay beside her. She couldn't explain why after such an intimate moment she still wanted him to be close. She would always want him, she could never get tired of him. She was attached to him and it scared her.
Their bond was just too deep.
It was every vampire's curse, she realized. Or blessing? She could never escape him. And she didn't want to. But at some point she had honestly believed that it was possible. Even though it would take decades or centuries and it would be excruciating to forget him. Now she was sure that she would die of despair if she ever left him. He was her mate and she belonged to him.
No one could ever change that.
Dean's eyes were closed as he laid on his back, revelling in the post-coital bliss and still he was able to sense Carmen's tension clearly. He guessed that she was thinking about the incident from that morning. There was still so much they needed to talk about and clarify, but he would rather they ignored it and never spoke of it again. That was how they always dealt with problems since every attempt to explain ended with a huge fight. That night was the best example.
But he also realized that this time it was too big a problem to simply overlook it, they would have to have a serious conversation eventually to clear everything up. Dean groaned inwardly at the thought. He didn't want to talk to Carmen about Olivia. In fact, he simply wanted to forget that she ever showed up and keep on living as if nothing ever happened.
But Carmen would want answers...and he didn't want to imagine where she had been to that night. Was she telling the truth about not cheating on him? He wanted to believe her so badly. After contemplating for a few more minutes, Dean decided he would tell Carmen everything about Olivia if she asked him.
But right now, he just wanted to enjoy her. He didn't want to waste a thought on Olivia. And he sure as hell didn't want Carmen to think about her. So he reached out, running his hand up and down Carmen's thigh to get her attention.
Dean's hand on her leg brought Carmen back to reality and she quickly shook her thoughts off, not wanting to think about such a morbid topic like vampire destiny and focused on Dean instead.
He opened one eye to look at her and it made her smile. She turned onto her side and kissed him languidly before cuddling up to him, resting her head on his chest and laying one leg across his.
"Go to sleep, Winchester." She told him quietly, turning her head to look at him."I love you."
Smiling sleepily, Dean took her in his arms and kissed her head. Carmen closed her eyes, listening to his steady breathing and letting the rhythmic heaving of his chest rock her to sleep.
But soon he woke her up again, seducing her with that irresistible low voice of his and those magical hands. And she was lost. They went for a few more hot rounds; having sex nonstop for the rest of the night.
As much as she enjoyed it though, Carmen was done in the early morning hours. She had reached her limit. She was sure there was no energy in any cell of her body left, but Dean didn't seem tired at all. He was a vampire and they had had sex marathons before, but still...He should be at least wanting a break, right?
She slumped back in the pillows, her whole body glistening with sweat and tingling after the countless orgasms.
"Wow..." She breathed out, swallowing hard. "Just...wow. Have you been taking some kind of pills, Winchester?"
Dean chuckled at her words, trying to get his breathing under control."No, sweetie." He leaned up on one elbow and brushed a damp strand of hair out of her face, smiling down at her. "I haven't seen you in two days and since we have work in the morning I'm just trying to make use of our time."
Carmen turned her head to look at the clock on the nightstand."I've to get up in a couple of hours." She sighed, tracing her fingertips along Dean's shoulder and over his biceps.
"Remember when we used to stay at home all the time, doing nothing but enjoy the..." She raised an eyebrow seductively "...physical love."
"Good times." Dean commented, taking her hand in his and kissing the palm."Now it's all work and no play. What happened to the world?"
"It's so sad. But we have to get used to the changes." She stroked his cheek, running her thumb over his bottom lip. "I wish I could stay here with you today." She whispered and leaned up, kissing him softly.
"I know, love." Dean replied, starting to kiss down her neck."But we still have some time, right?" He heard her gasp when his hand moved up her thigh, his fingers brushing lightly over her highly sensitive, wet and swollen center.
"Whoa!" She flinched and smacked his hand away. "Honey, I'm sorry. But another orgasm will be the death of me."
Dean chuckled amused."I've really worn you out, huh?"
"I hate to admit it, but yeah." She sighed and rolled her eyes when Dean started to grin. When he tried to grab her again she quickly jumped out of bed, getting out of his reach. "I love you, honey. But I'm exhausted and I need a break. In fact, my pussy needs a break!"
She walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her and Dean burst out laughing.
Sam hadn't had any sleep in weeks – so much had been going on lately that kept him from getting his rest. He decided to finally lie down for a few hours since he was exhausted and starting to lose his temper which was scaring his poor employees.
He walked into his bedroom, quickly stripped naked and got under the pleasantly cold sheets. A little while after he went to sleep, Sam sensed another presence in striking distance – someone was in the room. He went immediately on alert, trying to think straight through his sleep-dazed mind. And then he recognized the person.
Opening his eyes, he sat up in bed and met the stranger's gaze.
Olivia smiled when Sam's eyes widened in surprise at seeing her. His mind was reeling as he tried to overcome the shock. She was lying next to him in bed, just as naked as he was.
Before Sam could speak up, he felt her hand on his leg slowly making its way up. He didn't hesitate for a second and moved on top of her, covering her body with his. Olivia let out a low moan at the contact and ran a hand through his hair.
"Sammy." She sighed softly, a loving smile playing on her lips."I missed you so much."
Sam shook his head, looking down at her with a sad look on his face."You're still obsessed with him." He stated quietly, feeling sorry for her. They both knew who he was talking about.
Olivia's eyes instantly turned dark with anger and she pushed him off of her in one swift movement. Sam got up, sighing heavily. He took his time getting dressed again, knowing he wasn't going to get some sleep anymore. Only then he turned back to Olivia, seeing her still fuming.
"Are you really trying to use me again to make Dean jealous?" He said condescendingly, chuckling softly. "It's time to let go, Olivia. He doesn't want you. In fact, he never wanted you. I can't believe you came back for him after all those years."
Olivia climbed out of bed, slowly stepping closer to him. She smirked when she noticed how Sam's eyes scanned her naked body.
"But you still want me, don't you?" She whispered, running a hand over his chest. "You're wrong - he's not the reason why I came back. I keep dreaming about you, Sammy. All the time."
She licked her lips and then leaned up, pressing her body to his. When she placed a kiss onto his mouth, Sam turned his head and took a step back. Olivia looked up at him, growing irritated again.
"You can't have us both." Sam said firmly, picking up her dress off the floor and handing it to her."I admit it was nice with you while it lasted, but I'm not interested anymore."
Olivia took her dress angrily, staring daggers at him."What's that supposed to mean? You were crazy about me!"
"Yeah, until you started playing your games." Sam replied, slowly but surely growing annoyed with her. Had she always been that obnoxious? "You shouldn't have tried to fool me, Olivia."
"I didn't want to lose you, Sam. I've told you that before." She tried to explain.
"Well, I never believed you because you're not as good at lying as you think you are." Sam's tone was friendly but she could feel the anger beneath his kind demeanor. "I'm serious about this, leave us alone and don't ever come back."
"You and your brother don't get to say when it's over." Olivia replied snippily, putting on her dress. "Zip me up." She ordered, but Sam ignored her. Olivia giggled, noticing the cold look in his eyes. She loved driving him crazy.
Sam narrowed his eyes at her, watching her and trying to figure out what she was up to. Olivia walked over to a chair, took a seat and crossed her long legs.
"Unlike you, Dean was very happy to see me, Sammy. This isn't over, not for a long time yet." She smiled triumphantly when all the blood drained from Sam's face at hearing those words.
There was only one thought on Sam's mind – What had his brother done?
A/N: Oh no, now Sammy knows Olivia's back...
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