Warning: language, pure smut
It took her a second to remember the vampire. The one mistake she made a decade ago had finally come back to bite her in the ass. She had only been with him once. In a moment of weakness, when the heat was eating her up inside and burning every cell of her body she stopped fighting and found some company. Around that time Dean didn't give a fuck about her, she didn't know where he was or if he even cared to come home.
It was just one night. One night to drown out the pain and fear, to erase Dean from her mind and forget how much he hurt her. Instead, spending the night with a stranger cheating on her mate – though Dean had been doing the same for years - had left her feeling dirty and guilty. She had blocked that memory from her mind and went on with her life, knowing she would never see the guy ever again.
Carmen took another defensive step back as the man moved closer to her. She just wanted to go home to Dean and spend the next twelve hours in bed. Pure need for her man was consuming her and she didn't have the nerve to deal with this guy and waste any more minutes than she already had.
"Did you miss me that much?" She asked mockingly, with irritation to her tone. Crossing her arms in front of her chest, she made it perfectly clear that she didn't want him near her.
He smiled, his gaze slowly tracing every curve of her body. His eyes were dark, the pupils dilated from sexual need and consuming too much alcohol. Carmen shivered when his scent hit her senses. He must have smelled her and her heat had lured him in. Fucking great. She was in serious danger. God, she should have listened to Dean and just stayed at home where it was warm and cozy, detached from the world of creepy vamp stalkers and completely safe.
"You know, I thought I'd never see you again... but then I'm sitting at the bar across the street, and through all the noises and smells I'm sensing a hot willing vampiress in heat..." He let out a laugh, shaking his head in disbelief. "Turns out it's you, Carmen. Want me to help you out with that?"
Carmen felt a wave of nausea approaching at the sight of the vamp's pleased smile. This was so not good. It was what Dean had been afraid of when she had left the house. Some vampire cornering her in, taking advantage of her weak state.
She knew the man in front of her was young and innocent, but her arousal had driven him into a state of insanity and she needed to be careful.
"No... maybe next time." Carmen said calmly, wrapping her arms tighter around herself and suppressing a chill. "I've to go..."
"Why? Think you can find someone better?" The man asked. She could smell how turned on he was, about to pounce on her.
"Actually, I already have... he's waiting for me at home."
He snorted, not irritated at the mentioning of a potential rival. "Nice try."
She was trapped. The office building was too far to her left, she would never make it there. But then she saw out of the corner of her eye that she was only a few steps away from the sidewalk. She had to move a little to the right, spin around and take off, down the street.
"What, you don't believe me?" She was exasperated and didn't care about being cautious anymore. "I'm serious, buddy. I've got a mate, and he's gonna be pissed when he finds out..."
The night was cool and silent except for traffic noises somewhere in the distance, a car engine was rumbling down the street, but it was still too far away.
"We don't have to tell him."
Carmen took a few steps back as he moved forward and bumped against a parked car. Her mind was reeling as she tried to come up with a solution to get out of this miserable situation. Just because she was not as strong as a big male vampire didn't mean she wasn't gonna try and fight him if he didn't take no for an answer.
"I'm sure as hell ain't going anywhere with you."
She saw his big innocent eyes flash red with lust as her scent clouded his mind and prepared for his next move, knowing there was no use in talking to him any longer as he was too far gone.
A set of headlights erased the darkness, blinding them both for a second, followed by the wild roar of an engine sounding through the silence of the night. With screeching tires, the black car shot onto the parking lot, positioning itself between Carmen and the vampire to shield her from her attacker, before coming to an abrupt halt.
The young vampire jumped back as the car missed him by mere inches. Dean turned off the engine and got out, shutting the door with a loud thud. He turned to face the opponent, stepping in front of Carmen in a protective manner and providing the much needed aid. She let out a relieved breath and leaned against the car for comfort and support when her legs almost gave out.
Carmen sensed his annoyance and anger laced with concern for her. He was here to protect her from the vampire and mark his territory, the air around him practically flickered with possessiveness. Good God, was he doing it on purpose to torture her?
"Trying to take advantage of my girl, huh? That's not nice, pal." Dean taunted, an amused smile on his face.
Hearing his low husky voice made her body tingle and she felt another surge of dampness pool between her thighs. That voice, the scruff and his lips... Dean's presence was too much for her to handle. He was so gorgeous and delicious and she needed him so so bad.
Carmen wiped the beads of sweat off her cleavage, feeling her skin heat up. She took slow, deep breaths to calm herself and concentrate on the men.
"Winchester." Carmen's hook up exclaimed, eyes widening in shock.
Dean raised an eyebrow. "Do I know you?"
"No, no... but I know you. You're a freakin' legend, man."
Carmen was quickly brought back to reality and stopped ogling Dean's backside. "What is that supposed to mean?"
"I used to hang with a bunch of people at a bar. You were there every night, with a different girl. Man, what you did to them, right there at a public place... I mean, everyone was watching, but you didn't give a fuck... you made them scream in a room full of people..." Dean shook his head briefly and shot him a warning look, causing him to shut up.
"Sweetheart, I have no idea what he's talking about..." He laughed nervously, searching Carmen's eyes for her reaction.
"Uh huh, sure you don't." She glared at him, but couldn't help the smile that crept upon her face. Dean grinned and winked at her before reluctantly turning his attention back to the vampire who had followed his mate. "Listen, I get it. You smelled her from across the street, realized what state she was in and thought she'd be an easy prey. But obviously, I'm here now, you can go."
The young man let out a laugh in surprise. Dean stared at him, not amused by his reaction, growing irritated with every second.
"Man, she's not your possession and I saw her first. But we can share, I don't mind." The boy said jovially.
Dean narrowed his eyes at him, the least bit of patience evaporated and he lost his temper at the boy's attitude and words. "Stay away from my woman, I ain't sharing my mate with no one." He growled, taking two menacing steps forward. "She's mine. Is that clear enough?"
The vampire's jaw dropped, he stared at Dean, completely stunned. "Your mate? You're bonded...? But... but, your reputation..."
"Yeah, I know, I know..." Dean hurried to say, because Carmen tensed up behind his back and he heard her let out a huff in anger. "I haven't been... following the rules exactly over the decades, but see, Carmen's been with me and my mate since 1801."
She crossed her arms in front of her chest, shooting him a dirty look. "1804, honey. You turned me in 1804." He didn't even remember when they bonded? Jackass.
Dean rolled his eyes in annoyance, glancing at her and barking over his shoulder, "Whatever, you'd been with me three years at that time. We've been together since 1801, okay? Is it really that important?"
Carmen ignored him and hopped onto the hood of the Impala, giving the other man an indignant smile. "I'm not coming with you this time. Sorry."
Dean's head shot in her direction. "Wait, he's the guy you hooked up with when I wasn't around?"
"Yeah, so what? The sex was really nice. He was very polite and sweet..." She answered nonchalantly, and to rile him up a little, she added with a challenging sparkle in her eyes, "...and younger."
Carmen grinned in satisfaction when she saw how Dean balled his fists and gritted his teeth, his beautiful jaw clenching under the pressure. He was so fucking hot and she wanted nothing more than to jump him right there in the parking lot, in front of the other vampire.
"Okay... I don't think I understand what's going on between you two. Carmen, I had no idea you were taken, and that you belong to him of all vampires..."
"Why are you still here?" Dean suddenly spun around, voice low and threatening.
"I'd never dare try something funny with your girl, I don't wanna get in trouble. You'll never see me again, my apologies, Mr Winchester."
The young man was beyond confused and intimidated by the unfolding scene before his eyes and didn't want to be involved in whatever misunderstanding there was between the couple. They were starting to scare the shit out of him. "I'm gonna go back to the bar and find me someone else."
Dean gave him a forced smile, fighting the urge to punch the boy. He seemed so innocent that it physically hurt. Dean couldn't feel bad for him though. He would have hurt his girl if he hadn't appeared on time.
"That's an excellent idea." Dean bit out in a mocking tone.
A strong breeze hit them and the vampire was gone in a blur. Dean shook his head at the encounter and chuckled lowly, before turning to get into the car. "This one, Jason... the guy at the bar you used to make me jealous with... You really have a thing for boytoys, huh?"
Carmen shrugged her shoulders. "I'm not the only one it seems. Olivia's been obsessing over those young inexperienced Winchester brothers for... what? For almost three - or fourhundred years now?"
"Ouch. I deserved that." Dean laughed and opened the door on the passenger side for her. "Come on, let's go home."
"No, I can't."
"Wait... what?" Dean turned to her, staring at her in utter disbelief. He had no patience left whatsoever, and he sure as hell wasn't going to leave her there.
"I can't wait until we get home." Carmen whispered out of breath, gripping his hand and pulling him with her. "I need you to fuck me now."
Dean was speechless. All the blood left his brain and his mind turned blank. Without protest, he followed her quietly as she led him into a dark abandoned and secluded alley behind the editorial office. Dean frowned and opened his mouth to say something, but she let go of his hand and spun around, grabbing him by the collar of his coat and pulling him closer.
"I was already on my way home, Winchester! How dare you show up like that, all possessive and behaving like a caveman, huh?" She flared up, her voice trembling with holden back need and the desire he had evoked in her with his rough, overprotective and purely male demeanor. She looked up at him and her knees turned weak when she saw the green depths flash with anger. God, she was so pathetic and she needed him right now.
"Excuse me?" Dean exclaimed, jaw clenching with fury. "What the hell is your problem? We talked about how dangerous it is for you to wander around while you're in heat. It's my goddamn right to protect you from all the scum that is out there, you're my mate and I'm not letting you out of my sight, understand? I don't care whether you like it or not, but you're coming with me and I'm gonna lock you in the bedroom and - "
"God, I know, shut up already." Carmen rolled her eyes and slipped her hands underneath his unbuttoned coat, running her palms over his covered back and pressed into his chest. "You know how fucking wet I am? I'm barely thinking straight, because you're an overprotective, possessive jackass... and so fucking hot and sexy and all mine. That's my problem, Winchester." She whispered against his lips before crashing her mouth to his in a hungry and needy kiss, a deep moan escaping her.
Dean was perplexed at first, having not expected her attack, but immediately relaxed in her embrace. He took her face between his hands, letting out a groan when she shoved her tongue past his lips, devouring him hungrily.
"I'm a bad girl, I didn't listen, c'mere and punish me." She panted, pulling a few inches away to be able to look up at him with a playful spark in her eyes. "I want you to fuck me against this wall, Winchester... please, baby... I need your beautiful hard cock inside of me now, please..."
Dean shuddered at her desperate tone, feeling a hot wave of desire wash over him and his length twitch in his pants. He gritted his teeth, holding back the pathetic sound that was about to leave his throat.
"Really? The phone sex wasn't enough for you?" He teased, but his voice was hoarse from the lust sizzling through his veins as his gaze roamed over her body. His eyes turned even darker and he stepped closer to her, causing her to take a step back and collide with the brick wall behind her. Carmen felt herself get even wetter, if that was even possible. He smiled at her wickedly and chuckled when she drew in a shaky breath to calm herself.
"Don't toy with me, Dean. Not now." She pleaded, and her body started to tremble on cue when Dean put his strong hands onto her hips, slowly caressing down her thighs. He buried his face in her hair and breathed in her scent with a pleased sigh. "My sweet little girl, I'm gonna do anything you want me to."
Carmen almost jumped when his fingers had reached the hem of her dress and wandered over her bare skin before sliding up her embarrassingly damp inner thigh. She was still swollen from the orgasm she had had in the bathroom and already soaking wet again, her pussy pulsing with new arousal.
"Mmm, you're so fucking wet, baby girl." Dean growled when he felt a bit of her slick drip down her leg and onto his fingers.
He pressed his lips to her neck, sucking a dark mark into the skin right beneath her ear, just how he knew she liked it. Carmen whimpered, a wave of heat shot through her lower body, electricity thrumming through her as Dean's fingertips danced up her inner thighs coated in her juices and stroked her soft skin, slowly inching closer to her hot center.
"Where is your underwear, love?"
"I.. uh, it was ruined... completely soaked through..."
Dean groaned into her neck at her words, his breath sweeping over her skin and enveloping her in his scent, intoxicating her with the smell of whiskey, peppermint and leather.
He brushed lightly along her dripping folds and then cupped her with his hand, caressing the entire length of her pussy with his palm. "Always ready for me, aren't you?" He growled into her ear and Carmen flinched at his touch, making him smirk at her reaction.
She grabbed his forearms, letting out a breathing sigh as his rough calloused hand continued to stroke her up and down, slow and firm, pressing against her most sensitive spot until she saw stars.
Dean took her chin in his hand and tilted her face up until she looked him in the eyes. He smiled at her, pressed his thumb on her clit and pushed two fingers into her, letting out a deep groan when they slipped effortlessly into her hot slick pussy.
Carmen whimpered, her hazel eyes glazed over and darkened to a chestnut brown. Keeping his eyes on her, he moved his fingers in and out, massaging her inner walls and grumbled low in his throat when she clenched around his fingers in response. His thumb tormented her clit with shallow circles as he kept pumping in and out of her and Carmen squealed and bit her bottom lip, grinding against his hand, pushing her hips forward in an attempt to get him deeper, to feel more of him.
The tension built, one wave after another washed over her and she couldn't take it anymore. She was so close, but she needed more of him.
"Dean... Dean..." She moaned desperately, lifting her shaky hands to the waistband of his pants to undo them and pull them down his hips.
But Dean stopped her and pushed her hands away. Carmen looked as if she was about to cry and he gave her a warm smile, pressing his fingers against the sweet spot inside her one last time and eliciting another beautiful sound from her before withdrawing from her wound up heat.
His hand was covered in her sweetness and he quickly licked his fingers clean, moaning as her bittersweet taste filled his mouth. "I'm gonna eat you out when we get home, sweetheart." He said gruffly and Carmen turned her head away, blushing furiously. She was needy and desperate, with no ounce of control left in her. The strong reaction of her body to a few caresses made her uncomfortable.
"Hey, don't be embarrassed, I love that you're dripping for me." Dean reassured her softly.
Carmen buried her face in his chest, wrapping her arms around his neck with a groan. "Baby, I'm sorry... I can't... I can't... I need... "
Dean brushed his fingers through her hair comfortingly, pressing his lips to her temple. "Shh, it's okay. I got you, baby. I got you."
He reached between their bodies and unzipped his pants, pulling them down a little to free his length and pumped his fist a few times. Kissing down her face, over her cheekbone and further down to her jawline, he slipped his hands underneath her ass and lifted her up, pressing her with her back to the brick wall. She automatically wound her legs around him, making a desperate noise when his erection brushed against her aching center.
Dean locked his right arm around her to keep her in place and pushed his other hand between her legs to part her folds and position himself at her entrance. Carmen let out a strangled yelp when the head of his cock pushed into her and dropped her forehead against his, panting heavily.
Dean cursed loudly when her pussy welcomed him, clenching around him tightly. He let out a laugh and mumbled against her lips, "You okay, baby girl? How does that feel? Good?"
She pressed her lips together to keep any more pathetic sounds from coming out and nodded weakly. Dean crashed his lips against hers and without a warning rammed all the way into her, pulling her down onto his length at the same time. Her back hit the wall, sliding over the rough surface.
It was all it took. Her pussy squeezed around him and contracted and Carmen screamed as her climax tore violently through her. Dean kissed her through her orgasm, remaining completely still and fighting the urge to spill as she tightened and spasmed around him.
"Dean..." She breathed heavily against his shoulder, clinging onto him.
"Fuck, that was so hot." He mumbled into her hair and she chuckled. The vibrations travelled through her and she gasped at the feeling of his cock inside her pussy.
"Oh God... you're still inside me." She lifted her head to look at him, the movement causing them both to curse loudly at the feeling.
" 'Course I am." Dean pushed his hand into her hair, grabbing a fistful of strands and pulling her head back, keeping a tight hold on her. His arm around her waist pressed her closer to him and his eyes turned to a menacing dark green. Carmen started to tremble in his arms immediately, a new fire sparked in her lower body. Dean pulled out of her and slammed right back in, setting a rough pace.
"Oh God, God... God..." Carmen moaned, digging her nails into his shoulderblades.
He pounded into her, his fist tangled in her hair and his arm around her waist with a bruising grip keeping her pinned to the wall and forcing her to keep her head tilted up and look at him.
She couldn't move, couldn't raise her hips to meet his thrusts, and Dean didn't want her to. He was in control, taking her the way he needed it and she just had to hold onto him and let him fuck her.
"God, Carmen, baby, you're taking me so good..." Dean panted against her lips, hips pistoning in and out of her, never slowing down, driving into her rhythmically. "So fucking soft, wet and... tight... and all for me. You're all mine, am I right? Only mine."
Carmen nodded weakly and whimpered, unable to utter a word as he fucked her roughly into the wall.
"Say it." Dean commanded, tightening his grip in her hair and pulling at the strands, eliciting a deep groan from her at the sensation.
"Yours... I'm only yours, baby..." She gasped, fighting to keep her eyes locked on his at the onslaught of pleasure. "Need you, baby. Only you, don't want anyone else... God, you feel so amazing inside me, so big and hard... filling me perfectly... God, Dean... don't stop..."
"Good girl." He praised, pleased with her answer. Dean gritted his teeth and never averted his eyes as he watched the pleasure wash over her face every time he slammed back into her tight heat, making sure to hit her spot over and over to bring her to completion.
When she wasn't able to moan his name any longer and started to mewl and whine uncontrollably, he knew she was on the brink of another peak. His own climax threatened to burst, his abdomen tightened and he felt spark after spark tingle inside him.
Her body was sliding up the brick wall, the stone continuously hitting her back and cutting her skin through the material of her dress with each of Dean's powerful thrusts. But Carmen never noticed the pain, the rough treatment threw her into a frenzy and she was long gone, consumed with pure bliss.
When she was about to come, Dean suddenly slowed down and circled his hips, slowly grinding into her.
"Dean, Dean... oh my God..." She cried, panting against his mouth. "Let me come, please let me come..."
Dean grunted, slowly pulling out and after a few heartbeats shoved back in, stretching her again. He repeated the slow and harsh movement and on the third hard thrust, she exploded around him, coming hard and shuddering with the sensations running through her.
When her pussy clamped down on him, he let go, grunting and spurting her inner walls with his load. He unweaved his hand from her hair and brushed lightly through the strands, letting out a whistle when he regained the ability to think straight.
"Ever tell you how much I love sex with you?" He grinned, warmth spreading through him after the explosive orgasm.
Dean lifted her a little to slip out of her, groaning when their mixed juices trickled down her thighs and over his hips, wetting his pants and boxers. "What a mess." He chuckled breathlessy.
Carmen was still wrapped around him, refusing to let go of him. He heard her sob quietly into his shoulder and ran a hand over her back. "Carmen, baby? You alright there?" When she didn't respond he grew worried, his gaze drifted to the brick wall. "Are you in pain? Sweetheart, did I hurt you?"
He felt her faintly shake her head and then her muffled voice, "No, I'm fine."
"Are you mad at me?" He tried again, wanting to know what the matter was. "Listen, I know it pisses you off when I'm a possessive ass and I'd never dare tell you what to do, but you're my girl and I'll always protect you. I'm not a jackass, I don't wanna control you, believe me."
Carmen finally lifted her head from his shoulder to look up at him with a weary smile. "I know, baby, and I love how protective you are... It's just... I wish I would've listened to you and stayed home. It was awful, I don't wanna be separated from you ever again when this happens..."
"No, it's my fault, I should've handcuffed you to the bed..." Dean breathed out a sigh in relief, crushing her to his chest. "I was so fucking worried..."
Carmen kinked an eyebrow, a glint in her eye. "You can still do that if you want, I'm not going anywhere..."
"Fuck, that's what I like to hear..." Dean's forest-green eyes filled with lust and he licked his lips at the image. "... I'm getting hard again, sweetheart.."
"Mhm, I can feel that..." Carmen teased, wriggling in his arms and making him moan when her pussy brushed against his cock. "We need to fix that, big boy."
"Alright then, come on, let's get you home, monkey." He whispered with a loving smile, kissing her on the top of her head.