“Wanna bite you.” It was more of a snarl than a coherent phrase.
Sorley blinked and opened his eyes, which had been closed. “Do it.” He was so near coming, a bite would send him into orbit. He could practically taste his orgasm, he was so close.
Gethin panted in his ear for a moment, then ground out, sounding slurred, “Not a vamp bite.Fuck,wanna bite you so bad.”
Oh.Ohhh.He turned his head. Jeez, that was hot. Gethin had partially shifted, his wolf fangs the reason he was slurring his words. Sorley glanced down, then up, and bit back a gulp. Those claws looked lethal. His cock, however, had no such reservations. If anything, it got even harder, which he’d thought impossible.
“Bite me then,” he commanded, hoping he meant it.Of course I mean it, Gethin will never hurt me. I know that.He angled his head to one side, giving Gethin easy access.
But Gethin shocked him by suddenly pulling out. Sorley protested but didn’t have time to voice it properly before he was whirled around to face Gethin who now leaned against the trunk. The wolf lifted him, then slammed him back down on his erection, cradling him carefully, although the scrape of claws against his nakedness was impossible to ignore. Gethin’s eyes glowed with the faint orange ring to his irises, telling Sorley he was barely holding onto his human form.
“Fucking do it!” he hissed, nerves making him snarky.
Gethin’s eyes widened, utterly feral, then he bit.
Sorley screamed. His orgasmhurt,it was so intense. His cock detonated untouched, his balls emptying what felt like gallons over him and Gethin as he desperately tried to cling onto the myriad sensations wracking his body. His skin felt flayed alive, his shoulder burning from the intensity of wolf fangs buried in his flesh, and his head throbbed. Gethin thrust up into him, two, three, four times, then came on a strangled groan, his teeth still holding Sorley in a vice.
Sorley gave up the fight on consciousness and slumped forward. The world went dark.
* * *
GETHIN
“You bloody scared me.” Gethin brushed Sorley’s hair off his forehead and touched his lips to the creamy skin there. Seeing the love of his life pass out had rattled him more than he cared to admit. Thankfully his heart-stopping fear had only lasted a few seconds before Sorley’s pretty blue-grey eyes had fluttered open, but still, damn it, he hadn’t enjoyed that momentary feeling of terror. “Did I hurt you? I’m so sorry.” The place where he’d bitten had almost healed already, but there was a perfect imprint of his teethmarks forming what looked like a slightly raised scar. He probably shouldn’t be soalphaabout the marks, but he couldn’t help it — it felt right. His mark on Sorley was something he hadn’t known he wanted or needed, until the urge had risen up in him, impossible to ignore.
Sorley’s smile was drowsy, dopey and so full of love it stole Gethin’s ability to think.
“God, no, it wasamazing.Best orgasm of my three hundred years, without a doubt.” His laugh was shaky. “I’m a bit worried you’ve fucked yourself, and me, to such a pinnacle of excellence, you’ll never better it, but I guess we can always try.” He licked his lips. “Can I feed from you? I feel a bit drunk, and it’s an unfamiliar sensation.”
Gethin bared his neck and shuddered with fresh desire as Sorley’s fangs neatly pierced his skin. “Not sure I could get it up again yet,” he murmured, “but by the moon, it almost feels like it would be possible.” He leaned back, his arms still looped under Sorley’s thighs, and shut his eyes, allowing the heady arousal to swirl through his veins while Sorley drank his fill. They remained locked in their embrace for minutes, maybe even an hour, after Sorley sealed the wound shut, breathing in the scents and feel of each other as the woods creaked and whispered around them.
Eventually, Gethin felt the lassitude of approaching dawn prod at his vampire senses. “Okay if I put you down?”
Sorley scooped up his bark-stained shorts and slipped them over his hips, obscuring the delicious view of his perfect arse. “We should clean up before you sleep. Your feet must be filthy.” He laced the digits of one hand into Gethin’s. “Where are we even? Do we need to hurry?”
“We, my stunningly unobservant lover, are almost home.” He led them through the clearing and out the other side of the trees. “You can’t have missed this. We had to drive past them to get to the house.”
Sorley giggled. “I was distracted on that last run. You were naked. Far too many enticements to notice where we were.”
“I’ll let you off this time.” They unlocked and Sorley peeled off his trainers. Gethin checked the state of his feet and begged Sorley for some damp kitchen roll to wipe off the worst of the park’s detritus before heading upstairs to freshen up.
The bed beckoned him, calling his name. He hated how young a vampire he was, and how affected by the sun, but he was confident Sorley understood. Stretching out on the superlatively comfortable mattress, he watched as Sorley ran a comb through his shower-damp hair, admiring all over again the way his man moved, neat, precise movements, graceful but sparing.
I’d like you to fuck me as I fall asleep.
Sorley turned to him with a blinding smile. “I can do that,” he said. “On your front or your back?”
“For what?”
“When I fuck you.” His brow creased. “Oh, did you not mean now, but at some point in the future? Either’s good. I’ll never say no to a shot at your arse.”
“But I didn’t say anything about you fucking me.” Gethin was sure he was missing something.
“You so did.” Sorley bounced across the mattress to straddle Gethin. “You said, ‘I’d like you to fuck me as I fall asleep.’ I fully admit I can be a touch ditsy at times but there’s nowt wrong with my hearing.”
They stared at each other. Then stared some more. Gethin reached out with his mind, the way his grandfather had taught him, although at the time he hadn’t fully understood what Gramps had meant.
Can you hear me? I love you so much, princess.
