Page 27 of Immortal Burden

He was right on the edge.

And then I began the draw.

His blood filled my mouth, the sweet nectar coating my tongue.

Sweet didn’t do it justice.

It was… beyond what I’d anticipated.

My control faltered as it consumed me.

I ground my dick against his, losing myself to it and employing my vampire speed.

“Fuck, Lucian! Yes!” he cried, fisting his hands in my hair and digging his nails into my scalp, urging me on, wanting me to take my fill.

“More. Don’t stop. Not yet… please,” he begged.

He was reaching that headspace that those bitten in the throes of pleasure did, where it was all they could see, where they couldn’t bear an end to it, where they craved to be taken right to the edge and even beyond.

He roared out into the room, bucking furiously beneath me as he succumbed to pleasure, his hot cum shooting all over my shirt and tie.

Marking me.

I drew harder and I didn’t stop grinding against him, caught up in the need to prolong this glorious moment, to get so lost in his taste, this intimate yet carnal connection with him.

His roars took on a raspy, breathless edge.

His heartbeat strained against the overwhelming intensity.

A warning sparked.

I retracted my fangs from his throat and eased back.

His was staring at me with glazed eyes, a lazy smile on his face.

And then he grasped my face and jerked me to him. Thrusting his tongue into my mouth, he tasted his own blood, moaning agreeably.

It was the final test to my control.

I snapped, snarling as ecstasy wrecked my entire being, and I shot my cum all over his cock, his chest.

“Incredible,” he breathed, sinking into the couch, spent.

I gathered him to me as I sat up, leaning back against the couch, holding him between my spread legs.

He rested his head back against my chest as I stroked his hair.

“Mine,” I rumbled.

He stilled at that unplanned word escaping me.

To say the moment had taken me over didn’t really begin to do it justice.

But now that I’d put it out there, I couldn’t imagine taking it back.

I wouldn’t.

In fact, I doubled down, telling him, “Our next interaction will not be here.”

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