Page 37 of A Sip of Sin

Hollen shook his head, biting his lip and probably attempting to keep his cries to himself.Now that won’t do.

With a second finger, Munro pushed hard into his spot, until Hollen couldn’t help but yelp. He’d never been gentle, especially when he was so close to losing control.

“It’s been a while,” said Hollen, breathless. “I can’t with George around.”

Munro narrowed his eyes as he fucked his fingers in and out. There was that name again.George.Whoever he was, Munro was going to rip him limb from limb for intruding in his world and daring to corrupt Hollen.

But now was not the time to think about murder.

With three fingers now inside, Munro used his free hand to release his cock from his pants that had grown uncomfortably tight. He sprang free as soon as his zipper was out of the way, flushed and just as ready as Hollen was.

“Lube.” Hollen looked down, his eyes going wide at the sight of Munro.

Granted, he was a bit bigger than most men he’d encountered, but he didn’t exactly have lube floating around. The closest thing was probably cooking oil, which wasn’t anywhere in reach. Rhys had been his most recent partner, and he always preferred things a little moreraw.

“I don’t have any.” As he said it, Munro leaned back on his heels, withdrawing his hand before grabbing Hollen by the hips and tugging him. He urged him higher and higher until his mouth had perfect access to his sweet hole.

Hollen yelled as Munro licked his entrance for the first time, letting his pooling saliva soak against his rim. It flowed straightinto him, with the position of Hollen’s shoulders against the bed and his hips in the air supported by Munro alone.

Hollen was hard again, his cock flushed and twitching as Munro licked his way inside, sucking at his rim and swirling his tongue. He couldn’t quite reach his prostate, but he did his best, getting as deep as possible as Hollen squirmed.

The sounds Hollen made were an orchestra, the uncontrolled yells and moans that were deeper than his small body should have been able to produce. When he whimpered, it was high in a begging plead.Absolute music.

“I’m good. Please,please.”Hollen covered his face with his hands, but Munro could still see the burning red through the cracks. It was gorgeous and so much better than what he had pictured from Hollen when he’d first strolled through the door with his hackles up. If he had known, Munro wouldn’t have waited nearly this long.

In one swift move, Munro lowered Hollen’s hips until his own cock lined up with that slick entrance that was just begging to welcome him inside. He only had to nudge his hips and bring Hollen a tad closer, before the blunt head of his cock pushed through the last of the resistance and slipped inside.

Hollen let out a loud gasp, freezing as Munro squeezed the first few inches in. He was incredibly tight, the warmth of his body greater than his own, with sweat dripping to the sheets. And with the slickness of his own saliva, it was absolutely perfect.

Munro waited until Hollen nodded before he eased another inch or two inside, each cue pushing him deeper to the core. The pressure was nearly overwhelming, an ache to it that nearly hurt. When he was buried all the way in at last, with Hollen’s arms wrapped around his neck, the urge to bite slammed into him at full force.

He had no control over his own limbs as he grasped Hollen’s hand, bringing his wrist to his mouth. Hollen’s pulse was pounding, the beat throbbing against Munro’s lips as he curled them back over his teeth, exposing the sharpness to delicate skin.

“Do it.” Hollen breathed out, his gaze heavy. It was an order more than a request, an anxious warning threaded into it.Do it, or I’ll make you.

He couldn’t hold back.

Munro bit down, piercing through the thin skin of Hollen’s wrist to the small veins beneath. His teeth popped through the vessels, blood rushing into his mouth with the full force of a heartbeat.

At the first hint of carnal sweetness, he was lost.

His thoughts clouded over, his own blood rushing through his ears as his focus narrowed to the two jagged holes in Hollen’s skin. When he swallowed, the warmth that rushed down his throat with sticky sweetness was more intense than Hollen clamping down on him, throwing his head back in what could only have been ecstasy.

Munro’s hips moved on their own as he buried himself deeper, caging Hollen against the mattress and pinning him on his cock. There was nowhere for Hollen to escape to as Munro’s mouth filled, slower than the first time but filling all the same, stretching the emptiness of his stomach as it settled there.

Almost without thought, he drove into Hollen, fucking him into the mattress with abandon. He barely had the presence of mind to aim for his prostate, knowing he found it when Hollen came again with a loud cry. At the smell of his cum, Munro growled, sucking down another mouthful of blood.

It prickled his throat, swelling with warmth as it spread from his gut to his limbs. It was too much, energy sparking over his skin as he swallowed again, his body buzzing with the sheer forceof it. His heart raced, his cock absolutely throbbing as he tried to gasp in a breath, drowning in sweetness and power.

Something was so,sowrong. It wasn’t normal—wasn’thumanto be this good and powerless at the same time.

Munro pulled back as Hollen went limp, his voice failing him at the moment his body went still. His wrist was bleeding, four oozing holes from Munro’s bite quickly healing as Munro’s saliva knitted the flesh together. He would have four spots left that would look a lot like bug bites until they fully healed, but it was better than what a young vampire would leave behind.

Hollen’s eyes were closed, his face relaxed and his lips parted as he breathed slow and deep. The flush to his skin had disappeared, leaving only a slight paleness to his cheeks that were beaded with sweat.

“Hollen?” Munro had lost himself, but he’d only taken a few mouthfuls—barely more than a nurse would take for testing. It must’ve hit Hollen hard enough to knock him into sleep, as if Munro had nearly drained him.

Munro looked down as his cock ached with a fresh wave of sensitivity. He’d come at some point that he couldn’t remember, but he was still inside, with Hollen’s grip on him quickly becoming too much. He hissed as he withdrew, smoothing the furrow on Hollen’s forehead with his lips as it formed.

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