Page 147 of Pucking Obsessed

Shay is panting. His eyes are wild. His hands are clenching at his sides.

D’Angelo tightens his hand around Shay’s neck.

“I’m going to come…” Shay warns.

So soon…? Just from this…?

“You’re not,” D’Angelo threatens. “Don’t you dare.”

Shay whines.

D’Angelo takes another swig of wine, before he kisses Shay deeply, feeding him the blood in the same ritual.

Dazed, I watch them together: the dark Vampire King and his golden thrall.

They’re beautiful together.

When they break apart, Shay is a fucking mess.

Shay’s eyes are closed. His expression is tight. He looks like he’s still battling hard to hold back his orgasm.

“On your knees,” D’Angelo orders.

I kneel, but Shay is thrown to his knees next to me.

I help Shay up because he’s quivering.

“Okay?” D’Angelo checks in, before I can. “Green?”

“Yellow,” Shay grits out. “I need a moment, darlin’, or I will come. I’m trying to hold back, but that was bloody hot.”

D’Angelo chuckles. “Do you need me to help?”

“Well, you could let me come…?” Shay looks adorably hopeful.

D’Angelo shakes his head.

Shay deflates. “I don’t need help, if it includes squeezing my balls or other fiendish ideas.”

“Good call.”

“Brute,” Shay says, fondly.

I grasp his hand, and Shay smiles, taking slow breaths.

After a couple more moments, he nods. “I’m green now.”

“Robyn?” D’Angelo checks.

“Green.” I shift to avoid kneeling on a twig.

“Good because it’s time that my two pets serve me together.” D’Angelo unbuckles the intricate belt, pushing down his trousers just enough to release his gorgeous cock.

It’s already hard.

D’Angelo stands with his hands on his hips.

He doesn’t say anything.

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