Page 36 of Hunting His Vampire Mate

One handed, I undid my belt first, then I unbuttoned my jeans, sliding the zipper down. And then I did the same for him. I slid my hand under his underwear and found his cock, which was hard and hooded with foreskin, leaking like crazy. I began to stroke him.

He let out a soft moan, melting against me.

Then he copied me, letting his hand find my cock in exactly the same way I held his. His skin was slightly cooler than mine, but it felt nice when he wrapped his hand around my hardness and began to stroke me. He was more tentative than me, a little unsure, but only for a few moments. I knew he’d never touched another man like this before.

But he relaxed into a rhythm that matched mine. And it felt so good to have him touching me, stroking me, his body pressed against mine.

“I want to try something,” Danny whispered, right in my ear.

I nodded. Whatever he wanted to do was fine by me. Maybe he was going to bite me again? I wouldn’t have minded.

Instead, he drew back, and with both hands, he gently pulled my pants down, freeing my cock.

His lips parted again, and he blinked rapidly, as though startled at the sight of it. But then he flashed me a wicked grin and dropped to his knees.

Without any hesitation at all, he took me in his mouth, all the way down to the hilt.

“Fuck,” I breathed, startled at how little hesitation he now had.

And then the sensation of Danny’s wet lips around my hot, hard cock took over. And it was almost too much. I fought the animalistic urge to grab his head and rut into his mouth. Maybelater, with his permission, we could try something like that. But not for his first time.

Instead, I held perfectly still while Danny let his lips slide up my shaft, his tongue swirling my tip, before he swallowed me down again. Then he began sucking me off in earnest, like he’d been doing it his whole life.

He tore groans from my lips. And I swore under my breath, too, hardly even aware of what I was saying. I was transfixed, watching his head bob up and down on my cock as he took me eagerly, as deep in his throat as he could manage, practically choking himself on my length.

It wasn’t like the times when he’d been blackout drunk and trying to force himself to touch me. I had been able to tell that he hadn’t wanted it then. But now, he seemed focused on nothing else except giving me pleasure.

He seemed, for the first time, to be all in.

And it wasn’t long until I felt a tingling pleasure sweep through me, sweeping down my spine and tightening my balls.

“I’m getting close,” I warned him. It was one thing to try sucking me off. Swallowing my load was a whole other level.

He didn’t even slow down. He kept exactly the same pace.

And then I did rut once into his mouth, letting out a cry of pleasure as I shot rope after rope of my hot cum down his throat.

He eagerly swallowed it all.

Then he climbed to his feet and kissed me again, slow and deep this time, letting me taste the saltiness of my own seed in his mouth.

I pushed his pants down as we kissed and began to stroke him with one hand. With my other hand, I caressed his smooth, firm ass cheek. Goddamn, why did he feel so good? So perfect?

The moment I touched his ass, Danny let out a soft, surprised sound, his breath cool against my lips. And then his whole bodytightened against me as he shot his load into my hand with a strangled-sounding groan.

He apparently liked being touched there.

When he pulled back, we just grinned at each other stupidly, like idiots in love.

“That was…” Danny let out a surprised-sounding laugh. “Uh—that was really—”

“Yeah, me too.”

“I didn’t realize it would be like that.”

I kissed him again, smiling against his lips. “It isn’t, usually.”

When Danny pulled back, he took my wrist in his hand again, peering down at it. “It’s stopped bleeding—but we should get you a bandage.”

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