Foxx cried out as Harlow lifted him up and slammed him back down, his hands gripping onto the man’s shoulders. The dhampir picked right up where they left off, but the new angle had the Harlow going even deeper than before.
Foxx’s release came quickly. Screaming out, the sound partly a sob, his body stiffened and his cock spasmed, cum coating his stomach.
Harlow kept bouncing him on his prick, while Foxx’s body trembled in the aftermath as he softened. The dhampir let out a fierce growl on finding his own release, Harlow continuing to fuck into him hard with each spurt of cum.
Foxx was gasping for air by the time the dhampir finally stopped, even while the man remained in his ass.
Staring into Harlow’s light brown eyes, his head was still clouded with pleasure when the dhampir smirked and slowly leaned down to kiss him. On the man pulling away, Foxxfollowed after his lips. He whined in displeasure when the dhampir turned away to bury his face into his neck.
Foxx had been about to loudly complain, but the dhampir biting into his neck had him crying out hoarsely instead, as a dry orgasm was wrenched from his body. When the fucker had finished draining his blood, after he’d drained his cock, Foxx sagged against the man. He tiredly hissed, “A little…warning would have…been nice, asshole.”
“Had to refuel,” Harlow chuckled.
“Refuel, my…” Foxx trailed off, his eyes widening as he felt the man begin to harden inside him. “ALREADY?!”
Sephira started to pour her tea, but froze when she felt a presence. Slowly setting the kettle down, she left the kitchen and headed straight to her front door. Without hesitation, or waiting for a knock, she opened it, smiling up at the handsome vampire standing on the other side.
“Daydric…it’s been a long time, old friend.”
“It has.” The vampire smiled. “May I come in?”
“Of course, always.” She back up and let him inside. “You have perfect timing, as always. I just brewed a pot of tea. Is Oolong, okay?”
“Sounds lovely, Phira,” the man replied while he followed her back into her kitchen.
As Daydric pulled out a chair and took a seat at her wooden island, she quickly poured him a cup of tea and settled with her own in the seat next to his.
It honestly had been too long since she’d seen the ancient man.
Daydric lightly blew away the steam and took a sip, before setting his cup down. “You no longer live alone, I see.”
She smiled. “Yes, I adopted a child.”
“Congratulations. But…it’s best to tell him to mind his manners. Eavesdropping would not be wise with the guests that could show up at your door.”
Sephira tsked. “Swayer, if you don’t get your butt back upstairs now…”
“What?! Can’t I be curious that you have a non-gay man inside the house?!”
“Go,” she said without even turning around.
“Fineee!” the teen whined in full teenager glory, before stomping away.
“Non-gay?” Daydric asked with a frown once Sawyer was upstairs.
“He thinks I need a man.” Sephira rolled her eyes. “Don’t worry, he can’t hear us while upstairs. I have enough spells in place to ensure that.”
“Is he…aware that you, yourself are gay?”
“My sexual orientation hasn’t really come up, but it seems that conversation needs to happen soon. Now, you didn’t come here for my life updates. Tell me, what has come to pass?”
Daydric chuckled. “As astute as always, madam.”
Foxx wrinkled his nose,something was tickling it. Opening his eyes slowly, he giggled and brushed the feather away. On glancing out at the room…he winced. The small table and chairs that had sat in the corner were now laying in pieces, and the door to the room was open and barely standing. What was left of oneof the down pillows that once sat on the bed was discarded on the floor. Feathers were everywhere…
Oh, they had made a mess. Foxx also vaguely remembered breaking more things along the way to the room. The kitchen table…some picture frames…the front door…
Well, at least…they hadn’t broken anything that would be too much of a pain to fix… Unlike last time when Harlow broke part of the wall… A wall that was still broken, the last time he checked.
