Page 6 of The Blood Deliverance

“I felt your panic and I responded I will always respond to you.” He said and then pulled him in for a long and thorough kiss. There was a lot to discuss but he wanted his beloved and talk could wait till later. The kiss grew and soon Fane was pulling James’ shirt off and tossing it onto the carpet.

James was desperately grabbing at Fane's waistband, unbuckling the belt, and lowering the zipper to slip his small, clever hands inside. His exploration was delicious. Fane continued the kiss and pushed James gradually backward until he was half laid out on the couch with Fane hovering over him. "You taste so good, baby," Fane whispered softly against James' lips. "I’m going to claim you, sweetheart, mark you, and show you things that will tilt your world.”

James grabbed him around the waist and abruptly stood, leaving James gasping and frantically grasping for purchase. Fane wanted him in his room on a nice comfortable bed with plenty of room to enjoy everything he had planned for his beloved. The night brought with it so many emotions, but the best of all was the burning love and desire that had taken root in Fane’s soul. It started the second he recognized his lover and had grown every second since.

Carrying his beloved in his arms and feeling the beat of his heart and the soft cadence of his breath made everything inFane’s life seem perfect and complete. The smell of orchids filled his senses and brought a depth of joy to his heart that had never existed there before. Sex had never involved emotions before apart from lust and need, and now it was all about connection and fulfillment and, ultimately, love.

James had a body that was soft and firm in all the right places and a face that communicated so much without ever saying a word. His beloved was exquisite and never again would anyone dare to come between them.

He entered the bedroom, carried James to the bed, and sat him down on the edge. "My head scrambles, and all resistance melts whenever you touch me and whenever you look at me. Your eyes reach right into my soul, it seems. I want you, Fane, and I think I might die if you don’t fuck me now; right now, I can’t wait any longer.”

“You wish, my love is my pleasure." Fane pulled James to his feet and took hold of the waistband of his pants. In one downward thrust, he tore them top to bottom and threw them over his shoulder. James quickly kicked off his boots, leaving him in nothing but a tight pair of dark blue briefs.

His body was a marvel and Zane’s heart began a rapid beat of anticipation. He had a taste earlier in the evening and it was fantastic and now he had him alone in his apartment all to himself and it was going to be longer than twenty minutes. James jumped onto the bed and scooted back toward the center. He wore a smile that was playful and provocative.

Fane removed his clothing, slowly folding each piece and placing it aside while keeping a steady gaze on James. He was tormenting him by sitting in a kneeling position and stretching himself. He inserted two and then three fingers while moaning salaciously and licking those luscious lips provocatively. Fanewas getting harder by the second and enjoying the display. His lover was a minx and a tease, and he loved him for it.

"My turn, baby." He announced. He jumped onto the bed, took him by the shoulders, and flipped him onto his stomach. He pushed him down onto the bed and pulled his hips upward so they jutted up from the bed. “Keep it like that.” He ordered and followed the order with a sharp and stinging slap to first one cheek and then the other.

He was rewarded with a lovely moan, and James mouthed the words, more please. Oh yes, they were made for each other. Fane spread him apart and licked a line from up that sweet crevasse. James had done well in preparing himself, and Fane planned to continue the effort. He drove his tongue inside and ate away at his delicious hole, devouring him completely.

James kept pressing his ass back to take in more of what Fane was giving, and the noises he produced were making Fane sweat with the need to start hamming inside this gorgeous man. He worked his own cock as he buried himself in that beautiful ass. He was on the very edge of climax and forced himself back with a pinch. He wasn’t ready for this to end just yet.

He pulled back and began thrusting two fingers inside and then three, stretching and pulling, speeding up and pummeling that tender ass. He held James with one arm in order to keep him from pitching forward and kept peppering kisses to James’ warm, tender cheeks and lower back. He’d never loved a man’s body so much as he loved every inch of James Whitlock.

Pulling his fingers free, he quickly flipped James onto his back, reveling in the satisfied expression on his face. Without pause, he pushed James' legs up to his chest, pressing them down and spreading them apart to bare that lovely hole. "Youare a gorgeous man, my love." He said, and he heard a shy chuckle followed by a soft emotional groan.

James plunged his fingers once again inside, covered in a fresh layer of lubricant. They slipped in and out, sensitizing the flesh, and watched the tension and pleasure scurry across James’ face. Leaning over, pressing his legs down and apart, Fane lined up his hard cock and plunged inside. He slipped in effortlessly and fully. Feeling the tight embrace of his beloved once again brought the desire to bond and drive through him with an irresistible force.

James held onto his legs that were pressed to his chest with the force of Fane’s body and reveled in the sensations elicited by Fane’s large cock. He filled him full, and the burn of that stretch was amazing. “More, Fane, more.” He whispered through pants and groans. Fane leaned into him and picked up speed, making the friction build and the heat explode.

He'd never been held in such an awkward and yet immensely satisfying position. Every sensation was magnified and every touch echoed through his body. Not more than an hour ago he was fearing for his life and now he was taking a glorious trip to the moon and back, curtesy of Fane Madden.

Fane’s face was hard and sharp, and his eyes were glistening red. It should have scared him, but he understood, and this was the vampire making his appearance. Fane was fierce and his vampire was deadly but in his arms James knew he was safer than anywhere in this world. The paranormal world opened to him little by little first the visions and then the recognition and now the simple reality of what was all around him.

“Your world is so colorful.” James voiced his reaction to what he saw and what he was feeling. Fane smiled, and his eyes flashed. The emotion present sent a thrill through James, and he felt his climax pushing to the edge. "You make me so hot." It was a corny thing to say, but it was exactly what he was feeling. The sweat and the moans and the rapid pants, it was sex and need and a desire so deep it made you tremble.

"All mine, baby. You are all mine." Fane's voice was deep and coarse and sent chill bumps rippling across James' flesh. He pushed inside hard and deep, stretching him even fuller, and then held himself still as he came in an explosion of sensations and wonders. Stars danced on the edge of James’ vision as he came, filling the space between them with his warm essence.

Fane continued to pump and fill him with stream after stream of his seed, and the overwhelming emotions were stealing his breath away. James could see the vampire staring back at him, and it was mesmerizing. Fane moved quickly, dropped James' legs, and came down on top of him. He gathered him close in his arms and pressed his face to James' neck. He could feel the warmth of his breath a second before he felt the sting of the bite.

The euphoria hit him instantly and that was followed by an intense pleasure that rocked through his system. The bond hit him locking him into place and locking them together. James felt the awareness take him over and he could see the coven, the paranormals and the world in all its completeness. The jackals were real the bouncers were soulless monsters. His clientele came in clearly human and paranormal alike he would know them now.

"We are one." He said with a soft breath as Fane pulled back and then licked the wound closed, healing it immediately.

Fane could see total understanding take over as James looked at him with eyes wide open and a soft smile on his face. Their bond was solid, and he knew where he was and who he was with.

“We are one, baby.” Fane pulled out and grabbed his shirt from the foot of the bed and wiped James clean, placing a warm proprietary kiss on the side of his now soft cock. He rolled James to his side and gave him a quick slap on the ass, and then pulled him in for a hard possessive kiss. This was his beloved marked, claimed, and brought into the secret.

James rubbed his ass and smiled and presented it for more attention. Fane did not disappoint and planted another sharp slap to the tender flesh and then rubbed it and then another and rubbed it. "I love this beautiful ass," Fane said as he soothed the reddened area and kissed it before stretching out beside James.

“It’s all so clear to me now. It seems odd that I didn't see these things before." James lay in Fane's arms and thought about what he had learned and the fact that the possibility of such things had never entered his mind before. “Such a fantastic world and I never knew it existed.”

“Our anonymity is what protects us no matter the beast or how despicable we all agree that our secret stays hidden. We probably wouldn’t survive otherwise.” He was coming down heavy, but it was important that James understood that he could tell no one, not even his mother. “You were brought into the secret because you are my Fated beloved, and you are one of us now, but you cannot share this with anyone.”

"I know I will never breathe a word of it. The fallout could be devastating.” He took a deep breath and ran his fingertipsdown Fane’s chest. “What is a beloved? I saw you, and you called me your beloved. I think it is something serious and important."

“There is nothing more serious or important in the paranormal world than Fate’s gift of a beloved.” Fane lay on his back with his arm around James, who was laying partially on his chest. Fane found the moment so perfect. "We are bonded forever, no breakups or divorces. A Fated bond is never-ending. I will desire only you no one else will ever come between us." He left it there, knowing that the details would come to him as the awareness took over and all the doors were opened.

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