Page 67 of Feral

Yannis

Ithink I should be nervous, but that’s not what I’m feeling at all. Instead, while I watch Hale peel his jeans off and climb back onto the bed, excitement is what I focus on. Thoughts too. So many damn thoughts. But I push them back to stay in the moment. It’s my first time, after all. I snort a laugh, and Hale pauses and tilts his head.

“Something funny?”

“Only me thinking that I feel like a virgin all over again.”

A bright smile spreads across his lips. “Ooh I get to deflower you?”

Nodding, I wrap my arms around his neck. “Yep. You’re my first.”

“And your last,” he says, his voice dropping deep.

The words are tangled with promises of forever, but also a touch of danger, as if leaving is not an option. The idea doesn’t scare me though. I can’t imagine ever wanting to.

“Do vampires ever get tired of a lover?”

He nods, hovering above me. “Yes, but you’re not a lover. You’re everything. I could never tire of you and all the wonders you have yet to reveal to me.”

“Okay, poet. I hope I live up to everything you think of me.”

“There’s no doubt. You were handpicked for me.”

Before I can speak again, he closes the distance between us, kissing me softly but deeply. My train of thought goes off the rails as heat and need spread through me. Hale’s cock is hard, pressing into mine through my sweats, but he’s already tugging at them without breaking the kiss.

In seconds, I’m naked too, and our bodies grind together. I explore everything I can reach, squeezing his firm ass when I get to it. He moves from my mouth to my neck, then my collarbone then, fuuuuck, my nipples, sucking on them until I’m squirming.

I never knew getting my nipples played with felt so good, but I know now. I hiss with pleasure as he gently bites them, rolling them between his teeth. He kisses, sucks, and bites his way down my body, stopping between my legs and brushing his lips over my erection.

“Beautiful,” he whispers before engulfing me in his mouth.

I arch my back off the bed with my fingers tangled in his hair. Hale is talented with his mouth, nearly swallowing me whole before shifting his attention to my heavy balls. He nips at my thighs, and suddenly a sharp sting spreads through me.

I look down to see Hale with his teeth embedded in my thigh. His eyes glow as he gazes up at me before releasing me and licking the wound.

“Gods, you taste so sweet, my love.”

All I can do is watch as he spreads my legs and dives between them again, pushing them wide and lifting my hips enough to reach my ass. When his tongue finds my hole, I moan his name, unable to bite it back, but this feels so good I don’t care if the whole city hears me.

I’ve never had anyone do this before, and fucking hell was I missing out. After him tonguing me for several minutes, I try to grab my aching cock but he slaps my hand away, growling, “Mine” before resuming his oral assault.

I nearly lose myself in the soft wetness of his mouth, but I’m brought back by the sharp sting of his finger penetrating me. He inches it in slowly, allowing my body to adjust, and a tiny streak of fear runs through me. If his finger feels like this, what will his cock feel like?

“Shh,” he whispers, kissing my thigh. “I’ll take care of you, love.”

“Can you hear my thoughts?”

He lifts his head, winking at me. “More sense than hear. Every time I drink from you, our connection grows.”

“That’s amazing.”

“Truly. Exhale for me.”

I take a deep breath, breathing out slowly as Hale adds a second finger. The stretch is intense, but it’s not painful. It’s… good. I think I like it.

“Gorgeous,” he says, before sucking gently on my balls.

The sensations between my legs bring me right to the edge, but Hale won’t let me fall over. Every time I swear I’m gonna come, he pulls his fingers back. I lift my head to see what he’s doing, and my breath hitches at the sight of him looking very much like the vampire he is.

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