Page 36 of A Sip of Sin

The fabric ripped under his hands easier than tissue paper, the extra layer of Hollen’s boxers offering only a slight resistance before it gave way with an elasticsnap.

Hollen squeaked beneath him, opening his eyes wide. That flush on his cheeks darkened before he covered himself with his hands, his cock poking out between his clasped fingers.

Things had changed over centuries, but there was still nothing better than a nice cock that was hard, wet, and wanting, as its owner squirmed. Hollen was perfectly curved and flushed, the tip nearly purple where it poked through. His balls hung loose and soft between his parted legs, nearly as flushed as his cock.

“Let me see.” Munro was surprised at how gentle his own voice came out—a dark request when he was burning for more. Hollen dipped his head before slowly peeling his hands back, seeming to look anywhere except at Munro.

Staring for days wasn’t an option, especially when Munro couldn’t keep his lips to himself for long. He took a risk, kissing Hollen’s neck and letting out a shudder that was stronger than the last.

Saliva flooded his mouth, his stomach growling as if hadn’t eaten for weeks. He could imagine how it would flow over his tongue—hot, tangy, and filled with the saltiness of lust. It would be all the better when the pleasure hit Hollen, and he came with Munro’s teeth digging deep into him—penetrating him more intimately than he had ever experienced.

“I want it.” Hollen grasped the back of Munro’s head, gently tugging his hair. “I know you won’t hurt me.Please.I want it.”

How can I resist that?Munro trembled, fighting against instinct and longing. He’d destroyed empires before and had felt the same power surging under his skin with single-minded focus.

He tossed it all to the side, kissing Hollen’s neck softly before dipping back to renew the assault on his nipples. Hollen gripped the bed with one hand and Munro’s hair with the other as he let out a broken moan.

“You said you would if I begged.” He cried out, jerking Munro’s hair at a particularly hard suck. “I’m begging you. Please bite me. I want to know how I taste.”

Munro took in a deep breath, filling his lungs and pressing his forehead against Hollen’s chest.I’m not that strong.Any other vampire would have given in three times by now.

“You aren’t desperate enough,” said Munro, his voice thick as a string of saliva rushed from his mouth. Licking his lips, he focused on another goal before he could let himself be distracted again. Sometimes sex could be just as fulfilling as a meal.I’ll just keep telling myself that.

Grabbing Hollen’s leg, he jerked him closer before spreading his thighs. Hollen squirmed as Munro settled in between, trailing his hands closer and closer to the center before pausing just short of the prize. Hollen’s cock twitched as Munro breathed over the tip, mesmerized by white against pink.

Hollen let out a loud curse as Munro lowered his head, licking the slit of his cock for the first time. Thick saltiness bloomed over his tastebuds, his jaw aching as he reacted to it. It was strange how similar cum tasted to blood, only missing that metallic edge to it that gave Munro life.

He sucked in a breath, turning his head to the side before he was overwhelmed. He was treading the thin line of control, but Hollen was winning.

“I…” Munro shook his head, closing his eyes. Hollen was all he could taste, touch, and smell, every sense saturated with him. He wasstarving.

His control snapped, and he surged ahead, taking Hollen’s cock to the base. It took a conscious effort not to drag his teeth over the delicate skin, instead swallowing over and over to try to wring Hollen dry. Cum would have to do, Hollen’s blood staying locked away.

“Oh, Jesus. Ohfuck.”Hollen writhed, bucking his hips as if trying to convince Munro to take him deeper. It wasn’t possible, Munro’s nose pressed to Hollen’s belly as he dragged in his scent.

A smile touched his lips as Hollen throbbed against his tongue. Munro had had a lot of practice sucking cock over the years, and his gag reflex hadn’t bothered him in centuries.

He amped up the suction, his mouth aching as fresh saltiness pooled on his tongue. It spread, soaking into him as his teethached. He swallowed it down with the rest, goosebumps breaking over his skin.

Hollen tugged his hair after a particularly strong suck. “Fuck me. Fuck me. I want to come with you inside me.” The chant left Hollen’s lips over and over, his voice pitching higher when Munro didn’t pause his assault. Hecouldn’t.

With a loud cry, Hollen spilled over, his muscles snapping tight as he lost control. Munro drank him down, pulling backonly enough to let the taste spill over his tongue and linger there. He couldn’t stop his growl as Hollen eventually wound down, letting out loud cries of overstimulation when Munro didn’t stop.

Calm down.

“Ah. Ah. Too much.” There were tears in Hollen’s eyes, dripping past his lashes to the bed. The wetness of them soaked the air, and Munro finally relaxed, letting Hollen’s swollen cock slip from his mouth. A moment later he surged up, licking the fresh tears from his skin. They were delicious but did nothing to sate the yearning of his belly, a painful twist jabbing him in the center.

His skin prickled, power surging through him as Hollen whimpered, pulling at Munro’s clothes with his hands shaped into desperate claws.

“Please bite me,” said Hollen. He must’ve been high on lust, his body sated once but far from done. His swollen cock had softened, but it hadn’t shrunk at all, hopefully ready for another round before long.

“No.” Munro shook his head. He was just as drunk, so close to biting his own lip just for the taste. “But I will fuck you.”

He spat on his fingers, reaching between Hollen’s cheeks to touch his hole for the first time. Slick and lubricant had evolved over the centuries, but he’d always preferred the perfection of his saliva. It had a few compounds within it, some of his lovers telling him how it made their skin tingle and prickle, enhancing every touch.

Hollen was so soft and smooth, his tiny entrance stretching even to swallow one of Munro’s fingers. The pressure and heat were intense as Hollen arched his back, crying out as Munro slid to the first knuckle. He paused there, panting open-mouthed as his cock gave a distant pang. It had been so easy to ignore up until that moment that he’d barely noticed just how hard he was.

“Are you a virgin?” asked Munro, curling his finger and pressing hard against Hollen’s prostate. Hollen’s voice cracked as he moaned loud, nearly ripping Munro’s shirt with the force that he held on.

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