Page 1 of Only Fangs

Chapter One

Collin hated how much he loved watching the OnlyFangs stream.

Who’d ever heard of a vampire filming himself while biting people?

Vampires didn’t have reflections and shouldn’t appear on camera at all, but Mikael defied those rules. Every vampire, it seemed, had unique superpowers. Mikael’s was that he had a reflection.

A completely useless power.

In any other situation.

On screen, Mikael grabbed the man on camera with him, leaned in close to his neck and whispered, “This might hurt.”

His victim–a blond guy with fae-like features, stayed perfectly still.

Mikael opened his mouth and struck. His fangs pierced the skin, and the fae writhed beneath his bite. Collin’s dick jumped at the sight, as did the victim’s, which strained against his pants.

God. Why did Collin like this so much?

He shouldnotbe getting off on watching vampires bite people.

“Holy fuck, that feels good.” The guy in the video sounded almost as breathless as Collin felt.

Mikael’s lips quirked against the blond guy’s throat, showing the slightest hint of a smile that did strange things to Collin’s insides. Damn it. He really shouldn’t be lusting after this fucking vampire who bit people on livestream.

He was not going to touch himself over this.

Notagain.

While Collin watched–unable to look away–Mikael dragged his teeth and lips down the victim’s neck to suck on his collarbone. His victim’s hand reached up and twisted in Mikael’s hair, grabbing onto it firmly as he whimpered, obviously enjoying what Mikael was doing.

“More,” he begged. “Please, I need…”

Oh shit. What would he beg for? For Mikael to keep sucking him? For Mikael to fuck him?

What Collin would give for one night of being at Mikael’s mercy….

It was a pipe dream, of course, because Collin wouldn’t get anywhere near Mikael or his fangs. The blond guy could play with Mikael because he was a fae, and theoretically just as powerful as a vampire, if not more so. He and Mikael were equals, even if the fae was letting Mikael bite him.

Collin was only mortal, though.

In a world ruled by predators, he wasprey.

While he didn’t have to live in hiding, he shouldn’t go around advertising what he was, either–and definitely not to vampires. Pure mortal blood had become so rare that an entire black market had sprung up around it.

Collin shuddered, shaking himself to shake the thought.

He glanced at the chat window and swallowed as he saw how many people were online, watching these sessions. Dozens of users sent messages, demanding more of everything. Thecomments in the chat spammed requests for various things. A couple wanted the fae to take his clothes off; others begged for more neck biting or to be allowed to watch them fuck.

Collin was watching to see how Mikael would handle their demands.

Every stream was different, depending on what Mikael wanted. Sometimes he fucked his victim, other times he just sucked them off, and occasionally, he finished with only a kiss on the cheek, leaving his partner unsatisfied.

Tonight, though, the fae squirmed until Mikael grabbed his wrists and pinned them behind his back. The man’s entire body arched up into Mikael’s touch as he groaned. “Gods, yes.” He sounded delirious with need. “Do what you want with me.”

“What do you think, my dear followers?” Mikael spoke to the camera now, making Collin feel strangely flustered. Like he was sitting there begging to be bitten too. “Should I bite him again? Or maybe we should move on to the main event and fuck?”

Comments rolled in too quickly to read them.

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