Shadow School Ch. 06

Smiling at his obvious disapproval, Melanie turned back to look into William's beaming face. "Okay," she asked, "what's the deal?"

"Why, whatever do you mean, Miss Carver?" he asked, spinning her out this drawing her closer to him.

"You look my age but no one I know dresses like this." Melanie hoped she wasn't being rude, but it was true. He was all... colonial or something. And she had thrown in the towel earlier so who cared about manners? She wanted answers. "Are you one of them?"

"One of who?"

"You know." Melanie said it fervently, hoping she hadn't made a mistake. She knew she didn't.

William chuckled. "Do you mean, do I," his voice switched to a Romanian accent "vant to suck yur blod?"

Melanie blushed. "Well, yeah."

"Trust me... I would be in more danger if I did that than you would be."

Melanie didn't know how to respond. She was dancing with a vampire. A very cute vampire. Who, under other circumstances, would probably want to do her harm.

William chuckled and twirled her around, causing her to cling tighter to his neck. It made her nervous, the thrill of having a vampire so close to her own neck was like a taboo now that is was reality. Something you just did not do.

***

Cameron watched as Melanie giggled in the young man's arms, completely defeated. This whole night was getting started on the wrong foot. SHE was supposed to be the one in a handsome man's arms making Melanie jealous. SHE was supposed to be with Elias. But the reality of the situation was that Melanie had the man and Elias was still with that girl who looked at her every time Cameron glanced their way.

They were dancing together, the model and the vampire, looking so perfect together that the rest of the guests cast glances in their direction as they danced. Her movements were graceful, much more graceful that Cameron ever thought she herself could manage on a dance floor. And the way he held her...

Cameron had to get some fresh air.

When she emerged onto a grand terrace at the back of the Hall, Cameron instantly regretted it. Though bigger, grander, and with a better garden directly beyond the steps, it looked a lot like the back of the country club where she'd seen Trenton come her way just after Melanie had passed her. Even now she could see the phantoms of that moment, the look of guilt on Trenton's face when he tried to hide what he'd just done with nonchalance.

Tears filled her eyes.

Breathing deep, Cameron willed the tears to dry and not fall; if she knew she'd be so close to tears all the time she'd have brought waterproof mascara with her.

It was a bit early for guests to want to wander around the property in search of new scenery so Cameron was alone. As she leaned on the stone rails of the balcony, looking out into the garden that was just starting to fill with blooms, she stared into the surrounding darkness.

A pair of eyes stared back.

Cameron paled as the glowing orbs watched her, the thing they belonged to hidden by the gloom. Was it a vampire? Do their eyes glow in the night? She had no idea what to expect but whatever it was... blinked.

Oh, God.

She stiffened, darting her head quickly to see how far from the door she was, whipping her head back as fast as she could so she didn't lose whatever it was; but it was gone. For the next few minutes she stared into the shadows, wondering if something was still there. She didn't even notice when another person had joined her on the balcony.

"You know, the tradition of damsels in distress leaving a party usually involves running away from the monsters, not just stepping outside."

She gasped at turned to see Gavin Ovidan walking toward her. Great. At this point she welcomed whatever the Goth could dish out... hate... death... whatever.

"Hate's a bit strong... death? Really? I had no idea you had a death wish."

"I'm about to go to a school filled with vampires; the kind that kill virgins or at least have meaningless sex with them. There are things lurking around here that scare the hell out of me and to make everything worse, the scenery reminds me of one of the worst moments of my life."

"Trenton Avery is an immature boy who couldn't even withstand a girl's advances knowing the one he really wanted to be with was just yards away."

Like she really wanted to discuss Trent right now. "Yeah about that," Cameron turned to face him, amazed at her nerve to challenge a vampire with no protection this time. "You-"

"Do you remember what it was like when Elias bit you?"

Cameron mentally stumbled. It was so off subject-

"It's right on subject. Our policy is to never bring a virgin here to campus. I made that mistake with you, but admittedly, I was surrounded by hundreds of teenagers all thinking about sex... mistakes happen. I courted Melanie intending to bring her here, yes... and yes, I bit her. But the moment I tasted her blood I knew she was-"

"A virgin?" It was Cameron's turn to cut him off. "Yeah... then she went running off to fix that with my boyfriend."

"Better him than me."

"Fuck you."

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested."

"Good." Another voice came into the conversation. Cameron saw Elias walking towards them from the doors. "Else you would be moving in on my claim."

Cameron's heart flipped over in her chest. She'd heard that before. "So you claim her then?" Virginia had asked... Cameron had heard the young woman's voice through the oncoming fog so she couldn't concentrate on it then... it pissed her off now.

"Hello, Elias... where's your-"

"Nellie is with some of the other Freshmen girls. I'll thank you to stay out of my business Ovidan, she's mine."

Cameron shrunk back from the look Elias gave had on his face when his eyes flicked to her. Before, when the two vampires squared off -- before she even knew they were vampires -- she'd thought Elias' protectiveness was alluring. Now, seeing his arm candy for the night... Cameron knew the claim he was speaking of went only one way. She was a thing. A possession. She had no idea who she wanted to win this time.

Gavin smirked at that. Elias scowled. Giving one last look to her, Gavin shrugged and walked back to the doors leading inside. Cameron watched him go, not daring to look at Elias, especially in the agitated state he was in. Once Gavin was inside, however, his shoulders slumped a little and he leaned against the railing.

"Cameron you should realize our world does not work as yours does. I claimed you for Arinson House, not meaning that you were a thing, but that you were under my protection and no other of my kind can touch you."

Cameron said nothing.

"And Nellie-"

"Is she your girlfriend?" Cameron cursed her weakness but she had to know. She wasn't like Melanie... she didn't screw other another girl's boyfriend. She didn't screw people period, which made everything so much worse.

"She's a Freshman. At our college freshmen coming in on this scholarship are treated better than most of the upperclassmen... have you noticed that the whole school has turned out to see who will be chosen for next year? I claim all the students who receive my scholarship... just as the other Head claim theirs. It's equivalent to making you part of my family... my House family."

Elias turned to look at her. "Nellie was in the same position last year and does not want to be replaced. She knows something happened between you and I... she's trying to intimidate you. She's also trying to grab my attention... which was lost months ago." He smirked. "She's furious."

Cameron looked away, unsure what to think.

"Would it make you feel better to know that it is an Arinson tradition for the freshmen of our House to accompany me in greeting the next one to join our family? Nellie would have been there on my arm no matter what our relationship. If I care for a woman enough to date her, she still waits in the crowd with the other guests while the freshman of my House stands at my side. Sokar House has the same tradition."

Elias stepped forward, cupping her chin between his finger and thumb, lifting it to make her meet his eyes. "You know my words are truth, so now here this: I have no shame in claiming you. I want you. I want your lips..." He placed a gentle kiss on her lips. "Your thoughts..." He kissed her forehead. "Your body." He simply stared down at her, eyes glistening mischievously.

Cameron couldn't help the moisture beginning to pool between her legs. As mad as she should have been, especially after years of women's right and feminism and all that... she was so turned on by the idea of a man... this man... claiming her and... having his way with her. And the way he looked at her!

Elias smirked and leaned down, kissing her again, his tongue sweeping just inside her lips. He pulled back long enough to say, "I claim your tongue as well. It's mine... I want it," before kissing her deeply, his tongue plunging into her mouth to wrestle with hers.

Elias pressed his hips against her, crushing the fabric of her dress between them so she could feel him beginning to harden. "Do you feel what you do to me?" he asked, breaking the kiss to hover just over her lips.

"Yes," Cameron whispered, too close to his face to nod.

"I am usually under more control but you... you have no idea what you do to me." Elias spun her, looking over her shoulder at the doors to the ballroom. "Will your parents notice your absence?"

Her mind was stuttering again, the onslaught of emotions, thoughts, and primal feelings warring with each other for dominance in her brain so that she couldn't think at all. "They're probably at the bar..."

"Then come."

Elias scooped Cameron up into his arms and carried her swiftly -- almost too swiftly -- down the steps and around the railing and down a walkway. There, he placed Cameron on a stone bench, quickly kneeling on the ground between her legs to kiss her mouth, his lips smashing against hers, no longer tame; his tongue plunged in to tussle with hers.

Cameron's mind was trying to catch up. Just moments earlier she had been saddened and angry, now she was completely lost in one of Elias' kisses as he fumbled with her skirts. It was all too fast.

Cool night air greeted Cameron's skin as Elias exposed her legs to the night. His hands dove beneath her skirt, finding her panties, and pulling them down over her ankles. He broke the kiss long enough to inhale the scent from the fabric, his face pressed to the cloth like it was an oxygen mask, leaving Cameron's mouth free to drop open as she watched.

Elias turned his eyes on her, hunger gleaming in their depths. He leaned forward for another kiss, stuffing the underwear into a jacket pocket. "You must be quiet out here, my sweet," he said against her lips, "the ears just inside are much sharper than yours. We're breaking the rules yet again."

A gasp froze in her throat at the thought that they could be found. What would the vampires do if they found one of their leaders outside with her instead of attending to his guests?

Elias' head disappeared beneath her skirts and she suddenly realized she didn't care what they did to her.

Oh...

Elias inhaled her sent right at the source before leaning forward and pressing his lips to her core, the warmth and wetness of his mouth no match for her burning heat, making the cool contrast send electric tingles down her legs and up to her stomach. His tongue left his mouth to sink beneath the moist folds of her pussy, the strong muscle sinking into her before sliding out and up to the sensitive bud where her nerves were on fire.

Cameron had nothing to hold on to as Elias assaulted her with his mouth so she had to grasp his shoulders. One hand went to his head, her fingers digging into his blonde curls as his tongue teased her clit. He expertly caressed her nerves just the way her body liked it, his tongue delving into the deepest part of her only to emerge seconds later to flick her clit once more. It was almost too much.

Holding back a gasp -- or was it a groan -- Cameron felt Elias sink a finger into her pussy, his mouth now working steadily on her sensitive clit as he fondled her inner walls with his long digit, the tips of his finger rubbing forward over and over to make her wild with hunger for more.

Elias sunk a second finger into her depths and she was done for.

Grasping the back of his head, Cameron held back a moan of pleasure as she pressed his face to her spasming pussy, his tongue never ceasing its relentless teasing on her clit. Elias' mouth sucked and nibbled at her sensitive bud as his fingers worked inside her, driving her orgasm to a newer level.

Through it all, Cameron had managed to stay silent. It took everything she had to not make a sound, but nothing disturbed the night except a few soft whimpers of pleasure.

Elias released her and emerged from her skirts, his smirking lips glistening with her juices. He leaned forward, letting her smell herself on his mouth. She'd smelled herself before, when she'd masturbated in her room, but she'd never tasted herself like she did when Elias kissed her.

The tang of her cum assaulted her taste buds and he drove his tongue into her mouth, feeding Cameron her own fluids. She thought she would be grossed out... If anything she was even more turned on.

Before she could catch her breath, Elias helped her to her feet and walked her shaky legs backward to the wall of the steps leading to the terrace. If anyone came out now they only had to look over the railing to see Elias seducing his latest scholarship recipient.

Well, if she got it.

"It's yours," he said, nibbling at her neck as he worked himself free of his suit.

Cameron felt her skirts lift and braced her hands on her lover's shoulders as he bent down to reach her entrance. She spread her legs, welcoming the intrusion. When he began to put the head of his cock inside her she hissed, the pain of their earlier pleasure revealing itself now that the area was being tormented once more. Elias pressed his lips over hers to silence her. As the pain increased, Cameron found herself pressing back against his mouth, her tongue passing his lips to feed him her moan of pain.

Elias slid his hard shaft inside her, burying himself deep within Cameron's pussy. Once inside, he straightened his legs, lifting her once more, taking care not to rumble her dress as he prepared to fuck her. Cameron felt Elias pull from her, almost leaving her altogether, before plunging back inside.

Cameron whimpered. She was too sore from their earlier session and his cock was so big... her tight pussy was refusing to let her have any pleasure.

"Relax," Elias said against her mouth. "Wrap your legs around me and let your pussy take me how it wants. It will be pleasurable soon, I promise."

He pulled from her again but this time slid back in just as slowly. Elias took it slow for the next few thrusts, letting her pleasure build. Her pussy clenched around him, his cock stroking her inner walls into a frenzy of sensations. Her nerves began to hum with pleasure; Elias sped his movements.

Cameron whimpered again, this time with pleasure as the sensations within her began to solidify into pulses of ecstasy. His hard length felt so good inside her as he rocked in and out of her, skin on skin, the ridges of his shaft hitting all her sensitive spots. She could feel the oncoming explosion building.

Elias grunted as he pumped in and out of Cameron's moist, swollen pussy, her tightness beginning to clench at him harder, her climax beginning to shake through her body. With each pulse he started to slam into her with almost uncontrollable force; each thrust taking him closer and closer to the edge.

"Elias..." she moaned into his ear, "Oh... yes... oh... ohhh oh oh..."

Her stifled words hit his ear and Cameron felt him lose control. As her body went into the highest spasm of bliss, Elias began to unload inside her, his hot seed pumping deep within Cameron as her pussy clamped down on his length. Cameron hid her moans of pleasure by clamping her mouth down on his neck, her teeth grazing his flesh, the sounds she wanted to make fed into his skin. Elias bucked at the sensation; she felt him shiver and wondered how often a human lover might have returned the favor he'd shown her earlier.

Strangely however, Elias didn't answer her thoughts. He simply remained at her neck, forehead pressed into her skin, breathing only slightly heavier than normal.

They stood like that for another minute, reveling in the feel of each other. Cameron didn't want to unwrap her legs from around his waist, but she realized someone might notice if they were gone for much longer.

Elias raised his face from her neck and kissed her forehead. "The summer is going to be agonizingly slow without you."

Cameron blinked as he slid his hardness from her and sat her on her feet, her legs a little wobbly. Summer. She hadn't thought of that. "I'll... leave my window open," she said bashfully.

"It's been a long time since I snuck through a window..." Elias smiled wickedly at her as he tucked himself -- still glistening with their mixed fluids -- back into his pants and buckled his belt. "Second floor I hope... with a tree outside... if not, I believe the tradition is to throw pebbles...."

She giggled. "First floor, around back... near the pool and hot tub."

Elias sighed a mock sigh. "So unlike a fairytale. I suppose I will have to modernize my hunting and seduction tactics to include hot tubs." He helped her rearrange her skirts. Cameron could feel his cum starting to drip out of her, running down her legs; she wondered what she should do to clean herself up.

"Don't," he said seriously, coming close to her face and whispering seductively in her ear. "I want to know you're dancing and talking with others while part of me is still inside you."

Cameron blushed. She felt so naughty doing something like that...

Elias resumed his wicked teasing. "You are naughty, my dear, you just snuck off with your lover for a heated moment within earshot of hundreds of guests."

Her skin was aflame. Elias chuckled and leaned down, kissing each blushing cheek before offering her his arm. She took it and began to walk beside him, welcoming the night breeze on her heated skin as they traveled the garden path back to the steps.

***

Kristie watched as Elias Arinson entered the ballroom from the terrace, followed by Cameron. Why, that little minx. Cameron spotted Kristie watching her and hesitated. She looked like she couldn't figure out if she was supposed to follow Elias or come on over.

Elias solved the problem for her. He leaned down and whispered something into Cameron's ear then gave a slight formal bow and walked away. Cameron stared at the floor, blinking and blushing before shaking her head and looking back up for Kris. When their eyes met, she walked over, chin high so everyone could see how proud she was. It was so fucking fake, Kris couldn't help but grin.

"You little vamp-whore," Kristie said teasingly. The look on Cameron's face froze and Kris laughed.

"Is it that obvious?" Cameron looked around the room.

"Well you look like you just got caught with your hand in the cookie jar, but Hell, who cares. It's not like anyone can do anything about it." Kristie took a sip of champagne.

"What about you... any..." Cameron couldn't finish.

Kristie smirked. "Oh, well, if I could I would but I can't... mother nature blessed me with the monthlies just in time for the hottest moments I could possibly have."

"But I thought you... with him... earlier."

"Jesus, Cameron, could you be even more innocent?" Kristie giggled into her champagne flute. "Felt up, fingered, digitally enhanced, finger fucked... any of those will do."

Cameron snorted, grabbing a glass of wine from a passing tray. "I'm sorry if I haven't been potty mouth trained, Kris, but we are actually supposed to be discreet."