“It’s not what we wanted for her being so young, but Sareena has a good head on her shoulders,” he told Scott. “Getting angry wasn’t going to change the situation.”
“You’re right, it won’t. And you don’t want to push her away or make her feel as if you’d reject her child.”
“Never, I love my sisters and will be there for them no matter what. I’m just pissed my little sister is going to have cubs before me.”
That had made Scott laugh, and it had been music to his ears. They’d talked about a few other things, like Scott’s music and the fact he and the guys in the band had all written the original songs they sang and recorded.
He’d also made it clear they were not doing it to get rich. None of the members in the band needed or wanted money and any of the profits they earned from their concerts were given to charity to benefit the continuing progression of Vale Valley.
Quintus noticed Scott skipped over a few things—like why he didn’t want to be famous when he had a voice that could make the gods cry. He could only assume it had something to do with his dead lover, which was someone Quintus wanted desperately to know about but didn’t dare ask.
Besides talking about a dead lover while trying to get to know a new lover was not the perfect time. He figured Scott would tell him when he was ready to talk about it. Needing to catch his breath, Quintus slowly separated their lips and sat up and looked down at Scott.
“Bring your pretty lips back down here,” Scott told him cupping the back of his neck. “I’m not done tasting them, yet.”
“You know my mouth can do more than kiss, right?” he asked and started unbuttoning Scott’s shirt, pushing the fabric to both sides and admiring the man’s muscled chest.
“Really?” Scott whispered.
“Oh yes, my vampire,” he said, leaning down and sucking on one of Scott’s nipples then biting it.
“Fuck, kitty. Do that again.” He rasped, pushing his chest up for more.
“Your wish is my command,” Quintus mumbled against his skin.
“You’re so obedient.”
Quintus trailed his tongue across Scott’s chest and latched onto the other nipple, giving it the same treatment. Scott hissed and begged for more. He smirked when Scott’s hips jerked forward and rubbed their erections together.
Quintus kissed his way up Scott’s body, claiming his lips while he unbuttoned his lover’s jeans. Scott moaned against his mouth when Quintus pushed his pants down enough for his cock to spring out between them.
“Are you taking charge tonight, kitty?”
“Let me please you tonight...my way. Give into me.”
He felt Scott’s hands on his ass and gasped when the vampire pushed his jean-clad hips down on his erection and started grinding their cocks together.
“Yes,” Quintus moaned.
“Oh fuck, that feels good,” Scott said against his mouth.
Quintus had to agree. He could feel the front of his jeans getting soaked with precum. Scott moved one of his hands from Quintus’s ass and reached into the back of his pants, slipping a finger between his butt cheeks.
“Oh gods,” Quintus groaned. He was losing himself in Scott’s touch.
He wanted Scott to fuck him so badly that he wasn’t sure how to say the words. But he knew the man wouldn’t, not until he was confident enough to tell him why he should. Pushing the thoughts to the back of his mind, Quintus focused on the man rubbing his finger against his moist hole. But he couldn’t deny that he wanted more.
“I know what you want, my sweet kitty,” Scott whispered. All Quintus could do was whimper a response.
Scott grabbed a handful of his hair and roughly pulled his head back, Quintus opened his eyes and gasped seeing the vampire lying beneath him with glowing blue eyes and his fangs elongated.
“Tell me why,” he growled. Shivers ran down Quintus’s back, but no words came out. “Tell me, and I will fuck you until you can’t walk.”
Quintus went to speak, but all that came out was a groan when Scott pushed two fingers inside of him. It didn’t help that their hips were still grinding their clothed cocks against each other. He clenched his butt cheeks together, fucking Scott’s fingers and wishing it was the man’s meaty cock.
He’s driving me fucking crazy.
Scott’s fingers tightened in his hair, causing Quintus to hiss in pure pleasure and not pain. He wanted to feel so much more from the man beneath him. Scott leaned up and licked his clavicleup to his neck and bit into his skin so hard it made him scream. Cum spurted between them, soaking the front of his jeans.
