Page 38 of Only Fangs

Mikael’s smile was predatory as he released Collin’s wrists and trailed his fingers down his arms.

Collin’s own fingers twitched and he ached to touch Mikael, but he kept them where they were, stretching his arms above his head. How many times had he fantasized about this exactscenario? So many nights he’d dreamed of being at Mikael’s mercy, letting the vampire have his way with him.

Mikael stroked a hand through his hair. “You’re beautiful like this.”

Collin’s cheeks flamed and his heart seemed to skip a beat. He hadn’t expected the compliment.

He didn’t know how to respond to it.

He parted his lips to say something, but Mikael cut him off with another deep, possessive kiss. The words died on his tongue as his lips clung to the vampire’s. Mikael’s fangs scraped his lower lip again, and Collin groaned. The fact that he had literally given Mikael permission to drink his blood and the vampire hadn’t bitten him yet was driving him crazy. He squirmed, pushing up against him, needing more contact.

Mikael’s hand gripped his hip, holding him down, and then he trailed his palm down Collin’s torso, stopping when he reached the hem of Collin’s shirt. He broke the kiss, raising himself up so he could pull the fabric up and expose Collin’s bare chest.

Collin sucked in a breath as his nipples hardened in the cool air, and he couldn’t help but glance up at Mikael, at his intense expression. The vampire’s eyes were fixed on his face, his gaze searing and hungry. Collin swallowed hard, his whole body seeming to tremble under the weight of that look.

“God, I want you so much,” Mikael said in a husky whisper, his thumb stroking Collin’s nipple.

Collin’s cock strained against his unbuttoned fly. He shifted on the bed, his body aching for more friction. More stimulation. His nerve endings seemed to be on fire as Mikael touched him, trailing his fingers across Collin’s chest, caressing him gently.

“So beautiful.” Mikael leaned down, capturing Collin’s lips again as his hands slid further down his body. Collin moaned into Mikael’s mouth as the vampire’s fingers grazed the frontof his pants, dipping inside just enough to brush his dick. He bucked up into the contact, desperate for more, and Mikael obliged him, curling his fingers around Collin’s cock and squeezing.

Collin groaned. His hands tightened into fists over his head, but he managed to keep them there. “Please.”

“What do you want?” Mikael asked, his breath warm on Collin’s ear.

“You. In me. Please.”

Mikael’s fingers tightened on his cock and then he pulled back, reaching for Collin’s pants and shoving them down to his thighs. Collin lifted his hips to help, and then his underwear joined the tangle of clothing at his knees.

Collin’s breath hitched as Mikael sat back to take in the sight of him, naked from the waist down, his shirt still bunched up to his armpits. His cock throbbed at the intensity of Mikael’s gaze. The vampire stared at him like he was the most gorgeous thing he’d ever seen, and Collin’s heart clenched as he returned the look.

Mikael’s clothes were still on, but his own arousal was evident in the way his pants clung to his legs and in the bulge of his crotch. Collin’s eyes were drawn to that bulge, and he couldn’t tear his eyes away, mesmerized by the outline of Mikael’s thick cock, waiting to be freed.

“Touch yourself for me.”

Collin looked up at the soft command, his eyes widening. He hesitated, but one look at the lust in Mikael’s face, and he complied, sliding his hands down his stomach, wrapping one around himself. He watched Mikael’s face as he began to stroke himself, trying to read his reaction. The vampire watched intently, his eyes hooded and dark, his lips slightly parted.

“Imagine you’re on camera.” Mikael’s voice was a raspy whisper.

Collin shuddered.

Did Mikael have any idea how often he’d wondered if Mikael was watching when he got himself off on stream? How often he’d put on a show just in case the vampire was among his viewers?

He rocked into his own fist, his gaze fixed on Mikael as he spread his legs wider, making sure the vampire got a good look at him.

“God, you’re stunning,” Mikael muttered, and his hand moved to cup himself through his pants.

Collin licked his lips, his heart pounding as he watched Mikael’s fingers run over the outline of his erection, tracing its shape. His mouth went dry. “I want to see you too.”

“No.” Mikael shook his head. “I’m not gonna be able to hold back if I take my pants off, and I want to watch you first.”

“Hold back from what?”

“From sinking my fangs into your neck while I fuck you until you scream.”

Mikael’s words sent a wave of heat through Collin’s body, his cock jerking in his hand. He tightened his fingers around himself, his strokes growing faster. “Oh god.”

Mikael reached down and cupped Collin’s balls, squeezing lightly before moving farther back to massage Collin’s perineum. Collin moaned, pleasure zinging up his spine. He was so fucking turned on already he knew he wouldn’t last long.

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