With a frown, Sin set down the knife and peered back at Cecil. The man was unusually quiet.
“Is something wrong?” he asked.
Cecil avoided his eyes. “Just more of the same. Personalities clashing and all that.”
“Has something happened?”
“Nothing you need to worry about.”
He doubted that. Sin knew that those at Dusburn were older than those at his other branches, but age had no correlation to maturity. There were many older immortals who were the definition of childish.
Sin didn’t want to believe that they would treat his lover cruelly simply because he was different. However, he could not fathom Cecil lying about such a thing.
He had known many of them for more than a millennia, but there were a few incidents where certain individuals had treated others not as kindly as they should have. Of course, Sin had reprimanded them for their actions. It seemed he must doso again now.
He refused to allow Cecil to be hurt. The man should be surrounded by people who would have his back, not those who would toss him away simply because of his slightly questionable past.
Reaching across the island, he grasped Cecil’s hands. “I’ll look into it, I promise.”
Cecil’s gaze was seeking as he peered up at Sin, but he nodded without a word.
Sin brought the man’s hands to his lips, grinning when Cecil’s cheeks pinkened. Releasing his hands, Sin leaned over the counter, cupped Cecil’s face, and pulled him into a kiss.
Cecil gasped, opening for him. Soon the simple contact became insufficient. When it came to Cecil, Sin could never get enough.
He pulled the very willing man over the counter and situated him on the edge. Cecil wrapped his legs around his waist, eliminating the space between them. The man ground his hard cock against Sin’s. On a moan, he relinquished Cecil’s mouth and caressed one of his lover’s long pointed ears.
He needed more. Sin needed skin. Grasping the hem of Cecil’s shirt, he pulled it off, and quickly worked on the rest of his clothing. Besides tossing off the apron he had been wearing, Sin didn’t bother with his own. Instead, he opted to just release himself from his slacks that had become tight as he’d hardened.
Bare before him, Cecil stared up at him with swollen lips and a heaving chest. Cecil’s cock was dripping, its tip a lovely shade of dark pink. He was a sight to see. The scars just added to Cecil’s appeal—they spoke of a battle won. Because that was what Cecil had done— the man hadfought and survived, he had won. One day, Sin intended to lick each and every one of those scars.
He flicked one of Cecil’s nipples, drawing out a soft cry. “Watching your skin flush with color is truly an invigorating sight.”
“Must you talk?” Cecil groused breathlessly. “It so ruins the mood!”
Sin chuckled. “Really?” He wrapped his hand around Cecil’s prick. “This tells me differently.”
Cecil’s cock twitched in his grasp—he could feel it throbbing. Giving it a gentle squeeze, Sin jerked it a few times before letting go.
Cecil arched and moaned. “You don’t play fair,” the man whined.
“Never claimed I did.” He rubbed his length against Cecil’s, causing both of them to groan. “Now, be good and let me enjoy my meal.” Sin pushed him onto his back. Despite Cecil’s dislike of being ordered around, the man let him do it.
Sliding to his knees, Sin swallowed Cecil to the root. The cry his lover let out was music to his ears. But when Cecil tried to thrust up, he gripped the man’s hips and held him down. That drew a protest that had Sin grinning evilly around the cock in his mouth.
Pulling back to the tip, he let Cecil’s pre-cum coat his tongue. The man started to wiggle and claw at the island, no doubt trying to move deeper into his mouth. And when Sin began to hum, Cecil’s struggles became frantic.
But he ignored Cecil’s desperation, and slowly inched his way down and back up his lover’s cock. By the time Sin gave the man what he wanted, Cecil was close to tears.
“Oh, Gods, please!” Cecil begged.
Sucking hard, Sin dug one of his fangs into the man’s length. The mixture of pain and pleasure set Cecil off. As cum shot down his throat, Sin swallowed, not wanting to waste a drop.
When he pulled off, Cecil let out a gasp and went lax on the counter. At that moment, Cecil looked absolutely debauched, and so very edible.
When his beast tried to come forward, a shiver of horror rolled through him—the creature had replaced the beautiful vision with one of blood and death.
“You will never touch him! I will kill us both first,”Sin roared at the creature.
