Takoma sank his fangs into Spencer’s throat, over the bruise, tearing through scabbed-over holes to widen them in his search for blood. He flexed his jaw, forcing his fangs to elongate and pierce deeper. Spencer’s blood was harsh and bitter on his tongue, like how Takoma thought the sun must have felt on his skin so long ago.
Hot and fierce, like daylight.
Spencer’s blood wasn’t something he should ever crave, but he’d want the mage anyway, this mortal who danced with the spirits of the dead and looked at Takoma like he wasn’t the monster society painted him as.
Takoma pushed Spencer up against the door, slotting his thigh between Spencer’s legs and pressing up. The strangled sound he let out filled the hot air between them as his hips jerked against Takoma’s body. Takoma licked at the skin beneath his mouth, pressing his fangs just a fraction deeper as he settled his hands on Spencer’s waist, thumbs digging into the hollow of his hipbones.
Spencer’s hand scrabbled up his back to grip at his shirt, pulling at the fabric even as his hips stuttered, grinding down on Takoma’s thigh. “Takoma.”
He withdrew his fangs, but that didn’t stop the blood from seeping out of the bite wound. Takoma licked it up, fangs scraping Spencer’s skin so gently he could feel the shiver that jerked through Spencer’s body. “I haven’t fed.”
Spencer let out a strangled little laugh, head banging against the door as he tried to catch his breath. He could feel how hard Spencer was against his thigh, and if he raised his head, Takoma knew the pupils in Spencer’s eyes would be blown wide. The chemicals in Takoma’s saliva that activated with blood eased the sting of the bite, but the sexual desire wasn’t forced, only enhanced. “So you’re hangry.”
Takoma pressed his fangs against warm skin, just below the other bleeding bite, hearing Spencer’s throat click when he swallowed. He pressed his leg up higher into the hard heat of Spencer’s cock trapped in his jeans. Spencer whined, hips stuttering against Takoma’s thigh, a wealth of warmth pressed up against him.
“I’m furious,” Takoma corrected, words muttered against his throat, licking at the blood there.
“Then let me make you feel better.”
It was an offer Takoma had no reason to say no to, not with the warm, willing body in his arms. Despite the terrible taste in his mouth from Spencer’s blood, Takoma still wanted more, and from the way Spencer rode his thigh, so did the mage.
So he took what he wanted to ease his hunger, keeping Spencer’s head still by way of tight fingers in his hair. Takoma scraped his fangs over the pulse there, sucking at the skin until it felt hot beneath his tongue. Then he pressed his fangs against that warmth and slowly sank them in, blood a hot trickle that slid over his tongue. Spencer jerked in his arms, gasping wetly as he ground down on Takoma’s thighs, fingers digging into Takoma’s arms as he frantically tried to get off.
Takoma tilted his jaw, bringing his fangs out of the bite wound he’d made before sinking them back in, slow and with enough pressure that Spencer would know just how easy it would be for Takoma to tear out his throat. The implied threat made Spencer moan, the heat of his cock throbbing against the line of Takoma’s thigh. His hips didn’t stop moving as Takoma mimicked what he wanted to do with his own cock by way of his fangs, sinking them into the wound slowly, over and over again, until Spencer came with a ragged gasp, Takoma’s name a garbled mess on his lips.
The scent of his release finally had Takoma pulling his fangs free of Spencer’s throat, licking at the bite wound until it stopped bleeding. Spencer was pliant in his arms, fingers shakily plucking at his shirt as the mage tried to catch his breath. When Takoma stepped back, giving him room, Spencer slid down the door to his knees, slumping forward to rest his forehead against Takoma’s hip. Takoma still had his fingers in Spencer’s hair, nails dragging lightly over Spencer’s skull.
Spencer turned his head and nuzzled his face against the bulge of Takoma’s hard cock trapped in his jeans. He could ignore it—heshouldignore it due to the ticking clock—but Takoma didn’t move away when Spencer started to undo his jeans. He cupped the back of Spencer’s head, fingers threading through soft blond hair before pulling at the strands. Spencer’s head tipped back, tongue flicking out to lick his lips as he freed Takoma’s cock from the confines of his jeans.
“Work with the god pack,” Spencer murmured, staring up through his lashes, cheeks flushed from his earlier orgasm.
Takoma tightened his grip on Spencer’s hair, fingernails scraping over his scalp. “You don’t rule here.”
“Never said I did. Never said I wanted to. But I’m on my knees, begging you to do something Caitlin and Rufus won’t expect because I think it’ll help you.”
“And do you beg like this often?”
“Only with people who I think matter.”
Spencer strained against the grip on his hair to lick at the head of Takoma’s hard cock. He did it again, the wet warmth of his tongue something Takoma wanted more of and which Spencer was more than willing to give. Takoma trailed his fingers over Spencer’s jaw to curl two into his mouth, pressing down. Spencer dropped his jaw without any further urging, and Takoma fed the mage his cock in one long, steady thrust. He rocked his hips forward and pulled at Spencer’s hair to hold him in place as Takoma slid his cock down Spencer’s throat.
Takoma fanned his fingers out through Spencer’s hair, cradling the back of his skull as he urged the mage closer until Spencer’s nose was pressed against Takoma’s body. When Spencerswallowed, Takoma felt the pressure along his entire length. He didn’t need to breathe, but he let out a sigh anyway because Spencer truly was something to look at on his knees like this, in messy jeans, choking on Takoma’s cock like it was a treat.
He rocked his hips back, dragging his cock out of Spencer’s mouth until only the head rested between those reddened lips on that warm tongue. He cupped Spencer’s jaw, staring down at the want in those blue eyes and seeing no need to deny either of them this pleasure.
“What would your government think if they saw you like this?” Takoma murmured, watching the minute flinch that made Spencer’s eyelashes flutter. But the mage never moved, only closed his lips around the head of Takoma’s cock and suckled at it, tonguing at the slit. Takoma thrust shallowly into his mouth, watching the way Spencer’s lips moved over the length of his cock. “One day, you’ll come to me like this, on your knees, begging for help when your government turns its back on you. And I want you to know that I’ll be your way out.”
Spencer whined, the sound turning garbled as Takoma rocked forward with enough force Spencer’s eyes watered. He didn’t stop, settling into the easy motion of fucking Spencer’s mouth and throat hard enough that everyone downstairs would know what they’d been up to, even if they couldn’t smell it the second Spencer tried to speak.
When Takoma finally came, he did so with Spencer’s mouth wrapped around the base of his cock, throat swallowing around his throbbing length over and over again. Takoma pressed his fingers into Spencer’s hollowed-out cheeks, the skin there damp from tears, watching as he swallowed Takoma’s release.
With a sigh, Takoma slid his cock free, a strand of spit stretching between the tip and Spencer’s bottom lip for a few seconds before breaking. Spencer gasped for breath, lips swollen, eyelashes damp and clumped together. He let his head rest against the palm of Takoma’s hand, staring up at him, desire still present in his gaze.
“Let me keep you safe,” Spencer murmured, voice sounding wrecked from the face-fucking he’d endured. “Please.”
“By having me ally my Night Court with the god pack and let your government wander where it has no right?”
Spencer swallowed, licking his lips before he carefully put Takoma to rights and did up his jeans. “The SOA is searching the Cascade Coven’s property tomorrow morning. I’ll keep an eye out for anything that might link them to being involved with Alyona’s disappearance, but the warrant has limited power, and she’s not part of its search parameters.”
