Thorn placed his thumb under Ledger’s chin and lifted it up, so he had nowhere to hide. “I never wanted to do more than fuck them. Scratch an itch. There was nothing romantic about it. Harsh but true, Sweetling.”
Thorn kissed him softly, his eyes revealing the depth of emotion Ledger could hear and feel between them. “With you, I want it all. I never wanted to bite them. To taste their blood, feel it move inside my veins. In my heart. I can’t live without your essence now. It gives me this feeling of completion that I never realized I was missing. My soul is whole because of you. You are more precious to me than my own existence.” He nuzzled into the mate mark at Ledger’s throat.
The warmth that came left Ledger feeling a little ridiculous at his doubts about not being enough for his winged vampire. Ledger angled his head in invitation for Thorn to bite. Teeth sank into flesh and brought the world into clearer focus for Ledger. His cells lit up and coursed with a renewed energy that seemed wrong when Thorn was taking and not giving.
I’m giving you my soul, Sweetling.
Ledger groaned, the arousal pulsing between his legs now his focus. It bobbed above the water’s edge with its eagerness for Thorn’s touch. For the intimacy that came with feeding after Ledger had denied them both the pleasure of sex before, during, or after. It had left him bereft when he was the one stopping what felt more natural than breathing between them.
The first light brush of fingers over the head of his shaft while Thorn fed from his neck made everything else seem futile. Suddenly, it hurt to resist. Ledger couldn’t deny that he craved these moments with his mate. What his body had grown to love and miss like an amputated limb. Over the last week, the memory of it taunted him in the small hours of the morning when he couldn’t sleep.
The moment the fangs retracted, Ledger lifted a knee to place it over Thorn’s thigh. Helped by Thorn, he held him steady as he repeated the move, fragrant water sloshing as their lips met in a kiss tainted with blood. His blood. The thought never failed to drive Ledger to the brink of madness. This huge-winged creature was his.
Inside him, his animal quivered in excitement.Ask him to shift.
Hands slid down the sides of his body, caressing and massaging as they roamed lower, going to his ass and pressing him into Thorn’s body, making it impossible for Ledger to concentrate on what his animal side wanted. He mewled, feeling Thorn’s hard, pulsing length trapped against his stomach, sliding deliciously over his wet skin. The silky length glided easily against his flesh as they rocked against each other, lighting a path directly to Ledger’s clenching ass, which felt empty.
A soft breeze touched his skin as he planted himself on the bottom of the bath to lift his ass over the hard length, wiggling and desperate to impale himself, to remove the odd emptiness inside him. Gasping and panting, he dragged in the fragrantair as he came up higher, his hand reaching behind him to grab blindly. He groaned into Thorn’s mouth when his fingers wrapped around the throbbing shaft and he moved to position it where he wanted it. The beat of Thorn’s heart was in sync with his own. It was his blood that made it pound in Thorn’s chest. This unique bond combated his insecurities as he laid a hand on Thorn’s chest for balance and felt the life he’d given his mate.
Water spilled down his body as Thorn jerked away to take hold of his hips stopping him. “Need you,” he rasped past his fangs.
The tips of them gleamed in the sun, revealing the beast within.
My mate.
Mine.
All mine!
Yes, all yours, my love. Always.
Tousled hair, a slight flush to his skin, and deep pools of desire staring at Ledger, made it hard for him to breathe past the need to consume the vampire in one greedy bite. To respond to the adoration. His teeth ached in his gums while Thorn encouraged him to press closer to him.
“I need to prep you, it’s been forever.”
Ledger groaned and gasped. “It’s been a week!”
“Forever,” insisted Thorn on a moan, stroking down the crease of his butt, teasing the sensitive rim of muscle guarding his ass.
They groaned loudly together.
Effortlessly, his body opened to Thorn’s touch. He sank a finger deep; the knuckle hitting Ledger’s flesh before Thorn rotated it, searching for a moment until the soft pad touched his prostate.
Ledger mewled and shuddered, his cock dripping as his eyelids fluttered at the intensity of the sensations after denying himself for so long. The feeling of fullness, despite it being only one finger, made him push into the touch.
“More,” he gasped. “I want more.”
“Anything, Sweetling.” Thorn held Ledger’s gaze as he slowly withdrew his finger, twisting it so the nerve endings inside him got a gentle massage on the way out.
The empty feeling was back, only more intense. Bereft, Ledger struggled to comprehend why he felt that way and his lips parted on a cry. It quickly became a groan of approval as two fingers sank into his slick channel. The muscle clasped tight, increasing the burn and feeling of fullness that came as the two digits worked to open him.
Thorn’s moan of approval got him rocking his hips into each slow thrust deep inside him.
“So tight. So good,” Thorn crooned, angling his head to suck on one of Ledger’s nipples.
The suction sent a hot pool of fiery need to his cock and Ledger’s channel convulsed as he rode the fingers in his ass, wanting them to go deeper, to fill him up.
Yet when he did, it wasn’t nearly enough. “More,” he panted in desperation. “I need more.”
