Aaron’s moans volleyed between pleasure and pain.
Once upon a time I would have held back. But not anymore. Not with the crash of desire overwhelming my senses. Not now that he was a vampire and could handle all I had to give.
It had been too damn long. The control that bent to near breaking around Aaron had finally snapped, and I couldn’t even say it was the gin.
Blood rushed to my cock and the room tilted. My knees buckled beneath me, and I sank to the floor, steadying myself with one hand against the wall as the edges of my vision darkened.
Power and energy pulsed out of me in ribbons of glowing blue hieroglyphs that I sent to the button on Aaron’s shorts. He sucked in a breath, stomach muscles clenching.
The fastenings released and my power tugged them down over Aaron’s perfect ass, revealing his thick, hard, straining dick already glistening with precum. Unable to help myself I took the head of him into my mouth.
“Ahh,” Aaron let out a cry as he gripped my hair and the wall behind him to keep steady.
Gods, the taste of him.
The feel of his thickness, the soft yet strong veins that pulsed against my tongue were beyond any divinity or magic I’d experienced.
Even with his skin cooled from his vampirism, he still somehow tasted like sunshine on a beach. My curiosity about something that had been plaguing me since I saw him again as a vampire finally won out.
Replacing my mouth with my hands, I pulled back to look up at him.
“How are you able to remain so bronzed without access to the sun?”
Aaron looked at me, dazed. I waited for my question to penetrate, and as I did, I could have sworn he was on the verge of blushing.
“Errr, one of the benefits of staying at the Menaggio is there is no short supply of spray tan booths.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” I couldn’t help but laugh, as he smiled sheepishly.
Needing more, I took him back into my mouth until I nearly gagged when he reached the back of my throat.
“T-T-Timothy.” His voice cracked and stuttered. I absolutely relished his inability to keep coherent. I wanted him a stuttering, mumbling, groaning mess. It was only fair I splintered him into pieces the way he’d done to me.
My hand joined at the root of him as I sucked like my life depended on it.
If I couldn’t keep to the rules I’d so rigidly kept to for all time, I was going to break them all.
Aaron’s nails dug into my scalp as he tried to push away. I resisted but eventually he asserted his supernatural strength to rip me off.
A string of my saliva ran from the thick tip of his dick to my lips, and I was a transformed god looking up at him from my knees. One who gave into every dark, twisted whim. One who gave zero fucks about others, or keeping order.
I wasn’t the god of wisdom. I wasn’t the scribe who spent his time diligently recording the events of life in service to others from fear, from duty. I was the one making waves, shaking life until it tremored all around us.
Aaron’s eyes widened, pupils dilating until they nearly swallowed his irises. His jaw slackened, and his breath caught audibly in his throat as he stared down at me—at what I had become in that moment.
The way I’d abandoned everything I’d stood for...for him. And freedom surged through me.
Then his gaze darkened and vampire teeth flashed. Aaron yanked me to my feet, ripping off my robe as he pushed me back onto the couch. My boxers tore away under his hands andhe dove down, taking the entirety of me into his mouth in one lunge.
I bucked up into the sweet wet sanctuary of his mouth with a shout. Oh gods, I had dreamed of this. I had replayed the memories every night, my entire being always begging to get back to here, and it was finally happening.
Aaron gripped my hips, lifting them off the couch and they instantly pistoned, needing more, unable to stop from seeking the wet pressure pulsating and encompassing me.
When he released me from his mouth, seeking to claim my lips again, our bodies slid against each other, both covered in perspiration.
“I love you,” Aaron said, all fierceness and teeth even as he kissed me, gripping my hair like he’d never let me go.
I didn’t want him to.
