Page 71 of Bitten

“No,” Kane said, dragging him a bit closer. He slid the dildo out and tossed it to the floor. “My turn. On your knees.”

Caelian moaned at the thought of Kane inside him. As he watched Kane lube his staff, his body trembled, awaiting it. He rose to go on his hands and knees, worried his arms and legs wouldn’t hold him up long. A cry tore from his lips simply from the feel of the fat head against his hole. Another came as it penetrated him, stretching him wide. Inch by inch, Kane slowly drove into him, nearly splitting him apart before withdrawing a bit.

He liked a little hint of pain. It excited him, just like the idea of that bite he’d been thinking about.

“You okay?” Kane asked as he waited, hovering over Caelian.

“I’m good,” he answered. “Gimme more.”

“Greedy little elf,” Kane said from behind him.

Caelian’s head fell forward, a cry tearing from his lips. He couldn’t ask for it, but he wanted that bite. It was crazy, but he needed it—as much as the air in his lungs. A plea was on his lips and he held it back, knowing Kane could turn away.

Kane drove the final way home, impaling Caelian with the biggest cock he’d ever had. The Halfling paused above him, watching.

“Okay?”

“I am… move, damn you.”

Kane smiled slightly before doing exactly that. He started slow, sliding deep. And the momentum built to a crescendo. Slow, deep slides turned into quick, rough thrusts. Kane commanded his body, filling every available space within and claiming it as his own.

Caelian was almost sure he felt a moment where Kane’s control cracked. Seconds later, he felt the sting of fangs sliding down his neck. They didn’t puncture him, but came damned close.

Close wasn’t good enough.

“Bite me,” Caelian begged. “Please, Kane.”

Kane’s hips never stopped. He only fucked Caelian harder after the request. Caelian felt the tips of the fangs dig in a tiny bit more—and then they punctured the skin. He gasped as images filled his mind—a mirror of what was going on in that bed but from Kane’s perspective. He could feel what Kane felt—hear the beating of his heart, the pull of air into his lungs.

The way his ass was so tight around Kane’s thick, glorious cock.

Suddenly feeling the fucking from both perspectives, coupled with the sting of those fangs, and the blood flowing between them and connecting in a way he hadn’t quite expected—he came again, his cock not even touched. It spurted below him and onto the sheets.

Kane reached down and grasped the length and milked the last of it from him seconds before the man’s own body stiffened. The Halfling erupted inside of him, the hot blast of cum making him moan with pleasure. He could feel the heavy load sliding from his ass and coating his cheeks and thighs before the vamp pulled out.

Then he pulled his fangs from Caelian and licked the wound before he collapsed to the bed, breathing a little hard.

Kane didn’t say anything. Caelian realized they’d likely crossed a line and he’d been the cause. He’d asked for too much.

Or had it been a line about him never drinking blood?

Memories suddenly assaulted him. Like a computer downloading a file, he suddenly had access to some of Kane’s memories. He hadn’t bitten anyone. Ever.

“I’m so sorry,” Caelian said. “I shouldn’t have tempted you like that.” He lifted two fingers to caress the healing bite marks. “Will I change now?”

“No,” Kane said, shaking his head. “The only way the change can happen is if you’re completely drained of blood so the virus left behind can take over—or if you’re fed vampire blood after you’re nearly drained. Neither of those will happen.”

He knew feeders existed without changing, but he didn’t fully know the hows and whys.

“Good,” he murmured. But then another memory hit. One that threatened to take his breath away. He leaned up. Kane was the one who’d changed Ralnur… and they were mates? “Mate? I’m your mate?”

Kane closed his eyes.

“And Ralnur?” Caelian saw the moments the two had already shared. His voice rose, shock hitting hard. “Two mates? When were you going to tell me all this?”

“I wasn’t,” Kane said evenly.

Caelian frowned. “Why not?” he cried.

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