The first swallow is pure bliss, warming me from the inside out. The taste is indescribable. Better than anything I’ve ever had. Mixing with his scent, it feels as though Evan is invading every inch of me, and all I can do is lean in for more. I press our bodies together, tight enough to feel him finally draw breath.
“Oh, fuck,” Evan murmurs. Not in pain, but in pleasure. He relaxes in my arms, warm lips touching my shoulder. His scent changes, alerting me to his arousal.
I suck harder, wanting to give him more and take more all at the same time. Just as fear spikes that I won’t be able to stop, an unexpected calm settles over me. Where the burn of thirst consumed me justmoments ago, Evan’s blood now cools. He soothes. He grounds me like no one has before, making me want to slow down. Enjoy. Savor every decadent drop of his perfect blood. By the third swallow, I’m completely myself.
Evan makes another sigh of pleasure, arching his back and digging his fingers into my taut muscles. His hardening cock presses against mine, making me roll my hips for more friction. He returns the gesture, rocking forward. Now that I am aware of the incredibly sexy—and completely naked—body in my arms, I’m wildly turned on. I’ve never felt so connected. The need to drink is gone, but the need to be with him is still overwhelming.
Evan hums again, clutching my ass. “Always thought you’d be inside me for this.”
I pull back in surprise. “Wait. You… want to have sex with me?”
Evan’s cheeks turn bright red before he sputters a laugh. “What do you think we’ve been doing every night? Yes! Of course I do.” He kisses me, pausing to lick his lips when he tastes the blood. I expect him to flinch or cringe away, but he doesn’t. He holds me tighter. “I want it all with you. I just… don’t know the first thing about anal—”
I kiss him hard. If he wants that, then I’m going to give it to him.
As our kiss deepens, Evan goes up on his toes. Another wave of that erotic, aroused scent fills my senses as desire floods his system. It blows my mind, even after everything we’ve shared, that he would want this with me. Evan O’Connor wants me! He wants me inside him.
Breaking the kiss, I bend to drag my tongue over the bite mark on his neck. “To heal it,” I explain.
Evan seems disappointed. Either he wanted to see the bite, or… My heart skips a beat. Could Evan want me to claim him? Does he know how that works?
I can’t think about that right now. It’s too soon.And not soon enough.I’ve lost count how many times I’ve dreamed of it, knowing it’s the only true way to protect him.
I kiss him again, then nudge his shoulder to gently turn him around. Coating two fingers with conditioner, I kiss his shoulder as I slide my fingers down his ass to probe his hole.
Evan turns to look at me, then pushes his ass back, as if pleading. When I press in, he bites his lip, eyelids fluttering. It takes great effort to go slow. How many times have I dreamed of being with Evan this way, never once believing it would ever come true?
I add another finger and begin gently stretching him open. He rocks back, breaths becoming urgent, then he reaches back to touch my hip. “Give me… Oh, God.”
Evan’s head falls back as I stroke his prostate. The sounds of pure ecstasy as I tease him make my cock throb.
Finally, I coat myself with more of the silky pink conditioner, then press in. Evan tenses from the pressure, but quickly bears down on me, hands braced on the tiled wall. He moans before turning to kiss me, his lips as hot and as desperate as mine. I rock in smoothly, groaning at the hot, thick pressure around my cock. It’s the first time I’ve ever been inside someone before, and with Evan of all people.
With one hand, I reach around to stroke his aching dick. He breaks the kiss, eyes dazed to watch me for a moment as I roll my hips. His mouth parts when I thrust in, then he drops his head back on my shoulder, as if completely overcome with pleasure.
I’m reminded of my drawing. The one he was never meant to see, but now I’m glad he did. It opened his eyes to how I truly feel. How much I want him. It broke through that barrier and made him even consider that there could be more between us.
I fuck him slowly, wanting to draw this out as much as possible. But Evan has other ideas. Pushing back, he braces himself on the wall and gives me a look that is as clear as day.Fuck me.
Stepping back, I grip his hips and pound into him, my balls slapping against his ass with every thrust. His whimpers become grunts, hands fisting against the white tile. I glide my hands up his arms, threading our fingers together. He shudders, and when he turns to look at me, my chest tightens at the raw emotion I see there.
“Bite me again.”
I don’t even hesitate, unable to refuse him anything. Leaning forward, I sink my teeth into the curve of his throat, but resist the urge to suck. I’ve taken more than enough already.
“Do it.” His fingers tighten around mine. “Drink, Jer. Let me feel… Oh, shit. Yes!”
I suck hard, pulling his blood in with a long, deep swallow. Evan gasps, then his whole body trembles. His channel tightens around my shaft as his cock begins to pulse. It’s so unexpected that I lose my rhythm, sinking in all the way. The steady pulsing pulls me right into the current with him, and I fall headfirst into the most intense orgasm of my life.
Evan stills, then wraps one arm around his stomach, our fingers still joined. After a moment, he gives a weak, nervous laugh. “Okay, yeah. I never thought I would feel… that,” he says, a little breathless. “But fuck, Jericho. That was hot.”
I chuckle.
When I start to pull out, he tightens his hold to stop me. “Stay with me a minute.”
I wrap my other arm around him, kissing his flushed skin as we both try to catch our breaths. He melts against me, as if he’d genuinely needed this as much as I did.
I didn’t just need his blood. After the last few days, I’d needed him. Needed to be connected to him, and know I am his, even in my true form.
