"I need to be inside of you right now," Scott groaned, tweaking one of his nipples.
"Yes," Quintus hissed. "It's been too long."
Slowly, they undressed each other—more so Quintus since Scott already had his shirt off. Scott teased and played with his nipples to the point they felt extremely sensitive.
"Hey, give them a rest. I want to feel more than just your tongue.”
"But they are so pretty," Scott said, kissing from one nipple to the other.
It made Quintus smile, but he wanted more and realized he was going to have to take matters into his own hands. "You can play with them later," told his mate. Pressing a hand to Scott's chest, Quintus rolled them over and straddled the other man's hips, sandwiching his vampire's cock in between his ass cheeks. Quintus jerked his hips forward, licking his lips.
"Gods, it's been so long since I felt you like this."
Scott chuckled and grasped his hips, aiding Quintus as he continued grinding down on his cock. "I think you're trying to tell me something."
"Fuck, I need you in me, Scott. Stop making me wait," Quintus moaned, reaching down to grab and jerk his cock. He swiped at the precum with his thumb, brought it to his mouth, and sucked the clear droplets off his fingers. "Haven't you made me suffer long enough?"
"Ride me, kitty," Scott ordered. "Show me how much you’ve missed me."
Quintus’s breath quickened as he leaned forward, balancing himself on Scott's chest with one hand. He reached around to position his vampire's cock to his wet hole. He didn't need or want to be stretched by Scott's fingers, all he wanted was to feel the burn of having his lover’s cock stretching his hole.
Slowly, he took Scott's cock inside of him, stopping every so often to let his body get used to his mate's girth and length. Once his mate was fully seated inside of him, Quintus braced both his hands-on Scott's chest, grinding his hips.
"So beautiful," Scott whispered, leaning up to kiss him on his chin. He lay back down and grabbed Quintus's hips, taking command of his thrust.
Quintus moaned and whimpered each time Scott thrust up into him. His fingers dug into his mate's chest, as Scott's tight hold on his hips controlled his movements.
"More, Scott. Need to feel you deeper," Quintus begged.
"Get on your hands and knees."
Quintus came off Scott's cock and did as he was ordered. One of Scott's hands roamed over his back as the other positioned his erection to Quintus's hole and then pushed in.
"Oh fuck. Yes," Quintus groaned having his man back inside of him.
The sounds of their flesh slapping against each other echoed in the room, blending with their sweet moans. Quintus knew he wasn't going to last long—it had been too long in his book. He'd gotten so used to having Scott inside of him anytime he wanted, the past few days felt like a drought. He spread his legs wider and pressed his chest into the bed, giving his mate his all. Reaching down, Quintus grasped his cock in his hand and jerked it to his mate's maddening sweet pace.
"So good," Scott said in panting breaths. "Need to cum, baby."
"Me too."
"Cum with me, kitty. Let me feel you cum on my cock."
Scott reached around and placed a hand on his chest, pulling him flush against him. Scott grabbed him by his hair, tilting his head to the side. He licked from the nape of his neck to the back of his ear. He was so close he could feel the veins in his cock pulsating and his balls tightening. Scott pulled on one of his nipple studs and bit into the nape of his neck, Quintus screamed Scott's name as cum spouted from his cock. He felt his mate’s cum gushing into his walls and the rhythm of their hips stuttered.
Quintus reached up with his free hand and cupped the back of his mate's neck. They were together again, and all was right with his world. Scott removed his fangs, licked his wound closed, and then dragged his mouth up from his neck. Quintus turned his head to meet his mate's lips. He tasted his blood, but underneath that was the man he loved...and that was all he cared about.
Chapter Twenty-Three
“Ican feel it,” Scott said. He had his ear lightly pressed to Quintus’s stomach.
“You can feel what?” Quintus was running his fingers through his hair.
“Our baby is growing inside of you.” Scott kissed his belly.
“Are you serious?” Quintus asked him, and he hated the uncertainty he heard in his mate’s voice.
“Yes,” Scott answered honestly.
