“I remember. Thank you for trusting me,” Luc said softly. “When I fuck you, there can be nothing between us. Unless you prefer otherwise.”
Dex’s core clenched involuntarily. “No condoms, okay? I want it.” Fuck, he sounded desperate. Good thing he didn’t have to pretend to be chill with Luc.
“Okay.” Luc sounded satisfied, once again collected and commanding. “We should go over our limits.”
Dex hesitated, lying back and getting comfortable. “Like what? I’ll use my safe words if I need to.”
“Yes, you will, but I don’t want to put you in that position unnecessarily. Give me an idea of what you want from this hunt and how far you’d like things to go. You enjoy being fed on, but what else?”
Dex’s throat ran dry. He could do this. He could tell Luc anything, no matter how it sounded.
“I…I want to be scared,” he rasped. “I want to run and try to get away, but for you to catch me. I want you to take control and do…anything.” His voice turned soft and far too breathy, eyes falling shut.
“Anything I want?”
Dex’s “yes” sounded like a plea.
“What if I wanted to feed on you in public? What about public sex?”
Dex’s face flamed. “Like with people watching?” Would he be into that? He didn’t know. Maybe. Heat flared in his cheeks, and his gut twisted.
Luc chuckled, but not unkindly. “No. We can’t have humans seeing what I’m going to do to you, and we’d need their consent before getting anyone involved like that. I meant having sex in a place where only my illusions keep prying eyes and ears away. Somewhere we’d be discovered if not for magic. You’ll see them. They won’t see you.”
Dex imagined Luc biting him in a club as people danced beside him. Luc slipping his hand into his pants, and… “I’d be into that. Public is fine for biting and, um, sex.”
Luc could have his way with him right under everyone’s nose. Dex hadn’t ever considered such a thing, but like imagining Luc stalking him, now that he had, he burned for it to happen for real. What said ‘being at someone else’s mercy’ more than being taken whenever, wherever they wanted, regardless of anything else?
Luc hummed appreciatively. “Can I use an illusion to prevent people from hearing you scream? What about preventing them from seeing you flee before I catch you? It would make it impossible for anyone to intervene.”
Dex bit back a moan. That shouldn’t be hot, or maybe it should. It would let him feel completely out of control, while Luc had the power to shape everything around him. “Yes to all of it.”
“Perfect. Are there any sex acts you don’t enjoy? You said you want me to doanything, but I need a little more from you. I’ll do anything I want, but only within our agreed bounds.”
Dex couldn’t believe they were having this conversation. He’d expected Luc to resist or insist that Dex didn’t want to do this. But he’d accepted Dex and knew exactly how to make this happen.
“Dex…” Luc’s gentle coaxing sent a fresh wave of heat sweeping through his body.
“Sorry. No watersports. Cum, spit, and…um, blood are fine. Blood from your bite, I mean. Not from getting hurt.”
“Playing like this should never injure you, and I’m only interested in bleeding you on my fangs, my dear.”
“Yeah,” Dex breathed. “Me too. Just your fangs.”
“So, biting is okay. No other blood play. Do you like pain?”
Dex shivered. “Yes.”
“Tell me more.”
“Your bite hurt at first, and that made it…better. You can choke me or tie me up. Or gag me.” Now he was just listing things he wanted to try. He closed his eyes, and Luc’s voice seemed to surround him.
“You liked the pain of my bite. What about other pain?”
Dex’s stomach swooped. “I’m not sure.”
“That’s all right. We can leave it at biting. It’s the perfect pain/pleasure touch, or so I’ve heard.”
“Yeah.” Dex stroked his neck involuntarily. It was too bad Luc wasn’t with him now.
