Page 25 of The Shadows of the Dawn

“I want to be inside you.”

Nikola’s eyelids fluttered, some of the lustful fog lifting from his features. Asher immediately wanted to backtrack, wondering if he should’ve kept it to himself, if Nikola even enjoyed receiving.

But then Nikki’s surprised expression melted into a lazy, scorching grin, quelling Asher’s anxiety, and reigniting the flames.

“My desk in my bedroom,” Nikola said, slightly breathless. “There should be a tube, upper left.”

Asher scrambled to his feet and raced up the stairs, Nikola’s twinkling laughter following behind. Asher tore through the desk’s drawer, cluttered with pens and office supplies. He was dizzy with excitement and, on a lesser note, nervousness. It’d been since high school since he’d topped, and the last thing he wanted was to disappoint his experienced, older, sexy lover.

His blurred search was briefly stalled by the sight of the haphazard collection of notebooks atop the desk, both old and new, all tattered to various degrees. So much history, so much Nikki. Yeah, they’d be getting that car, just so the priceless pages could come with them. What were the brains of police doing traffic stops to a couple of half-Moon Children?

There! Asher snatched up the sleek tube of lubricant, nearly stumbling on a rug as he ran out of the bedroom. And they said vampires were graceful. Apparently, whoever made that claim had never seen one this sex drunk.

Asher found Nikola lounging across the couch, his lower half stark naked and his shirt’s front unbuttoned, framing his chiseled torso. Asher staggered, taking in the view, his eyes dancing from Nikola’s arms throbbing with thick veins, to the squared pecs, to the defined V-cut forming a path Asher would soon be exploring. Encouragement surged through Asher at the sight of Nikola’s relaxed readiness and erect cock.

Nikola propped himself up onto his elbows, about to say something, but Asher swallowed it with an open-mouthed kiss. Without breaking it, tongues lashing, Asher crawled atop Nikola, sliding off the last article of clothing. He blindly pulled loose the ponytail, entangling his fingers in those beautiful locks. Nikola arched under Asher, his bare cock rubbing up against Asher’s shirt.

Asher sat up, straddling Nikola with just enough room to keep his knees on the couch’s cushions. He fanned out the pale hair over Nikola’s shoulders, admiring the portrait.

“Were you saying something?” Asher said with an impish smile.

“Ah, just a warning that I, hm.” Nikola blushed, a fissure in his suave performance. Oh, he was nervous, too. Asher found it oddly comforting. “Let’s just say it’s been a while.”

Given the guy’s age, Asher was picking up what he was putting down. He gave a half-smile and flicked a strand of hair. “So, don’t senselessly fuck you dry as a bone?”

Nikola tutted. “What, like you asked of me during our first encounter? Like I said. Devil.”

Asher hummed, uncapping the tube, and slathering his fingers. “Am I now?” he taunted lowly, circling Nikola’s hole. It brought a gasp to Nikola’s lips, devolving into a whimper when Asher breached the tight ring of muscles.

He didn’t need to vocally check in as he gingerly pushed in and out of the molten heat. He could feel Nikola’s pleasure, sensed when to ease up and when Nikola was ready for faster, deeper, a second finger, then a third. Perfect sync.

Asher hooked his fingers, pressing against the bundle of nerves buried inside. The broken noise shuddering out of Nikola’s heaving chest was better than any music. Asher knew it before Nikola started begging, “Asher, please. I want it. Need it.”

Any urges to tease and deny left Asher, washed away by his own aching need. Asher jumped to his feet, kicking off his pants as Nikola sat up, impatiently tugging off his own shirt.

He shoved Nikola back down, sleeking up his cock and propping himself up between muscular thighs. For a fleeting moment, Asher almost felt bad for the vampires on the receiving ends of Nikola’s kicks.

Nikola’s gaze was intense, locked on Asher’s as he sank into Nikola’s body with torturous restraint. Heat enveloped Asher’s member. Nikola’s pleasure of being filled ricocheted between Asher’s nerve-endings.

Asher fought with the drive to pound Nikola, telling himself that he was just letting Nikola adjust to the intrusion and not because he was already on the brink of climax.

“I’m not going to last long,” Asher confessed in a strangled whine.

Nikola cupped the back of Asher’s neck, stealing him in a kiss. Asher groaned into Nikola’s mouth, tasting ecstasy, feeling Nikola’s pleas without needing to hear it.

Asher responded, thrusting hard into Nikola, ravaging him, making love to him. Nikola met Asher’s jerking hips, his abs rippling with each ragged breath.

Asher’s spine crackled, his muscles tightening as his orgasm loomed over him. Unless he stopped altogether, he wasn’t going to be able to hold off his climax, and stopping was out of the question.

Not wanting to be the first to finish, Asher pumped Nikola’s iron-hard cock in time with his thrusts, his frantic grip still slick with lube. Nikola cried out, his body stiffening in an arch, his seed spilling over Asher’s knuckles, soaking his broad chest.

The echoes of his orgasm rolled over Asher, pushing him over his own edge. Stars exploded behind his vision as he blissfully erupted his load inside of Nikola, his legs going numb and his lover’s name a choked prayer from within his throat.

Asher crumbled atop Nikola, softening without withdrawing. His thoughts were too foggy to care about the mess of semen between them. He was sure whoever foreclosed the house would figure out what the stains on the couch were.

As their breaths steadied, sweaty skin cooling against one another’s, a cellphone’s chirp interrupted the post-orgasmic haze.

“Ah, right. I should probably call our girl,” Nikola harrumphed, causing Asher to guffaw. It bubbled toward hysteria, the joke nowhere near warranting that much laughter but the joy of it too freeing to fight it. Nikola joined in, crushing Asher against his chest as he shook with humor and bliss.

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