Page 8 of The Blood Master

Conall pulled him tighter into his arms, and Joel felt his lips kissing his shoulder before moving to look down into his upturned face. "Your love is all I ask of you, and I hope that one day you will find me worthy." He kissed his forehead and buried his face against Joel's shoulder. "The bond will bring us closer, and in time, you will see how deep my regard for you is. Love swept me away the moment you said my name."

Joel, too, felt himself swept away by the tender words. "I see your world and the vast influence that it wields. This city is so much more diverse than I ever thought. The vampire covens alone cover over a quarter of the city and make up for thousands of the population." Joel saw things as if the veil or whatever it was that shielded this reality had lifted just as Conall had said it would.

“Our world has been here a very long time, vampire, shifter, mage, and magics all working and living beside you," Conall commented.

“And looking very human.” Joel chimed in.

"It's how we survive, I suppose, but that image is for those not aware. Now that you see us, you will see us as we are."Joel wasn't sure what he meant, but he noticed the light behind Conall's eyes and the hard angles of his face, which weren't there before.

"It is my vampire coming to the surface. It happens when I'm angry or very much aroused." He smiled. "I am not angry if you're wondering." He smiled, and Joel laughed. He took Joel's lips in a bruising kiss that left them both breathless. "You feel the excitement in my soul, baby."

“Will I know other vampires when I see them?”

“You will recognize them as you will other paranormal beings. You’ll see the alabaster skin and the pointed ears of the Fae, the telltale animal signs of the shifters, and you will see the aura of the magics." Joel was a little taken aback by the discovery that awareness brought with it the ability to see what was hidden.

The understanding that was flooding his mind was heavy and thick but also brought everything into perspective. Life was clear, and things that had confused him and made him question were now making sense. The paranormal world was huge and operated parallel to the human world. He looked up at Conall and ran his fingertips down the side of his face, feeling the reality of the man and his potency.

“This is real.” He stated.

"It is all real, my love." He said and then rolled Joel onto his side and held him from behind for a few seconds before pushing his left leg up to give him access to Joel's swollen, needy hole. Joel saw the light flare in Conall's eyes, red and powerful; he could feel the strength behind them. Joel pushed his face into the pillows and jutted his ass back toward Conall.

Conall held Joel's leg high and, in one thrust, plunged inside, stretching him tight and filling him full. Joel moaned,loving the feel of Conall's large hot cock stretching him going so deep. The sensation rocked through his body as Conall pulled out and plunged back in again, only faster and harder, slapping their flesh and filling the room with their raucous desires.

The deep guttural sounds coming from Conall as he hammered into Joel set his blood on fire. The heat and the need were building to a level that had Joel gripping the shits in his fists and panting for air. "Faster, Conall." He said, and Conall picked up speed, setting a rhythm of thrusts that had Joel reaching his climax in record time.

Joel reached down and began stroking his cock needing the release. He kept rhythm with Conall's thrusts, and the sensations were making his head spin with a pleasure unmatched. This was heaven, and he never wanted to end.

Conall was slamming inside rapidly and vigorously and brought them both to a peak of satisfaction and pleasure. He loved the feel of his beloved's tender hole squeezing him and holding him tight. The flesh was sensitized and aching for attention, and Conall would never deny himself or his beloved. He gripped Joel's leg and hiked it a little higher, spreading him open a little further, and then he hammered his hips, plunging inside and bouncing Joel off his cock. It was amazing and most pleasurable.

It hit him fast, and he came in a sudden burst, stream after stream of his hot seed flowed into his beloved's channel, marking him further and soothing his doubts and anxieties. Joel was pleasuring himself, which was a lovely thing to watch, and he came as soon as Conall bit down on the claiming scar he'd given him and drank, sealing their bond and cementing their connection. Every time they came together, Joel'sunderstanding grew, and hopefully, acceptance would come with it as well.

He lowered Joel's leg and wrapped his arms around him, pulling him tight against his body. He was still inside his beloved, not ready to pull out and separate them just yet. He wanted to revel in the moment, holding his lover as they both relaxed and caught their breath.

"Making love with you is glorious. I've never felt so much so hard and so completely." Joel confessed his feelings, and Conall kissed the claiming scar on his shoulder. Joel shivered and giggled at the touch.

"Your claiming scar will always react to my touch," Conall explained.

“It feels thrilling, and I can’t believe it, but I think I’m getting hard again.” Conall laughed.

"You will get hard whenever I touch that scar." Conall reached down and encircled Joel's hard cock and started stroking him, and then bit into the scar. Joel jerked and panted and then came in a sharp eruption of seed that covered Conall's hand. Joel was breathless once again.

"That was so good," Joel said and watched as Conall lifted his hand that was covered in Joel's seed and licked it clean. "I'm getting hard again," Joel whispered. Conall slowly slid out of Joel's body, reached over, and grabbed some tissues from the bedside table. He cleaned Joel up and tossed the tissues to the side of the bed.

"You need to rest, my love. You have a lot to learn, and it will be coming at you fast now that our bond is complete and our connection solidly in place." He snuggled Joel's back to his chest and held him tightly. This was how he'd dreamed it wouldbe with his beloved, and he looked forward to many happy and fulfilling nights in the future.

Conall was awakened by his phone just before dawn. He took the call but remained in bed with his arms around his beautiful beloved. "What is it?" He barked in a tight whisper, not happy at being disturbed.

"I wouldn't think of disturbing you, sir, but it's Cassius. He's escaped again." Ethan, who was following and advising the teams in the field that were tasked with eliminating the bears, hit him with the bad news. "But from what I can ascertain, he is alone. The businesses have been taken or burned, and the bears have either died or left town. All that remains is Cassius."

"Perhaps he has left town with the others," Conall suggested.

"He's still in town. He's been seen. Reports are coming in, but for such an out-of-shape toad, he's moving pretty fast." Ethan didn't like falling short of someone like Cassius.

"We'll find him, so don't worry. I'll be there shortly. Call up all the information you have."

"Yes, sir," Ethan responded. Conall closed the call and looked down at the gorgeous man in his arms.

"Fuck that bastard, Cassius, always getting in my way." He carefully got out of bed and washed up and dressed while keeping a close eye on his little lover. Joel hadn't woken, but he didn't want to leave him without an explanation, so he sat on the edge of the bed and ran his fingers through Joel's hair until he began to stir. He was so precious that it made Conall's heart hurt to have to leave him, even for only a while.

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