Luke stood there transfixed, unable to move or speak as his eyes took in the site of Rall standing by the side of the bed completely naked. His body was beautiful, sculpted, and tanned, with muscles in all the right places; it was perfection. He let his eyes travel from the floor to the top of his head, processing every gorgeous inch.
Rall was smiling and he turned to give Luke a more complete picture, not upset or concerned that he was standing there like that, and Luke could not stop staring. Luke tried to speak but nothing, but odd sounds escaped his lips which just made Rall’s smile widen.
“Do you like it?” Rall asked in a deep drawl that caused a sharp thrill to chase up Luke's spine. Luke moaned and could not verbalize his thoughts in any other way. He liked everything, and the realization that Rall was pleased and comfortable with his ogling caused a special tingle to race through him. Rall winked and told him to come closer.
He held up his hand, beckoning him forward, but it was impossible to move. There was a disconnect between the part of his mind that locked on to this beautiful body and the part that made his feet move.
"Come closer, sweetheart." Rall's deep voice flowed over him, and finally, Luke snapped out of his lustful trance and began to move slowly, one step at a time. Rall's hand was still reaching for him, and his smile deepened. Somewhere in his mind, he feared that this was a delusion or a misunderstanding. Rall wasn't really offering what he thought he was offering. . . was he?
After a moment of consideration Luke made his statement. “Is it okay if I stay here with you?” He’d found his voice. As he moved closer he bit by bit took his clothes off making his desires clear.
“I’d love to have you stay, Luke.” Rall held him enthralled with those vivid dark blue eyes. Rall was open and accepting, stepping closer and gradually pulling Luke into his arms. Luke felt his breath catching in his throat and excitement spiking in his blood.
It was obvious that Rall wanted this as much as Luke. If this were a dream, he hoped never to wake up.
CHAPTER FOUR
Rall heard him approaching and did not bother to cover himself. It was his bedroom if Luke came in then he would see what he saw. The second Luke’s eyes fell upon him it became clear that he wanted more from Rall that just kindness and support.
His need was reflected in his eyes as they traveled Rall's body. Rall had never felt so desired in his life, and he soaked up the pleasure and satisfaction it gave him. He didn't scare Luke or make him uncomfortable. Luke could leave. No one was stopping him, but he didn't. After a brief back and forth, Luke found his strength and approached.
Rall was rewarded for his calm patience with a stimulating strip tease. Luke wasn't acting, and he wasn't going to pretend he didn't want what he wanted. The first thing Rall notices is that all of his wounds have healed, leaving behind beautiful, flawless flesh.
His body was just right firm yet full, not too short and not too tall, masculine and yet vulnerable. Luke was the total package as far as Rall was concerned. Then throw in those lovely hazel eyes and the rounded cheeks, and Rall was all in.
Luke was a very attractive man and Rall would have been trying to get with him even if he weren’t his beloved. But being his beloved made every thought and every feeling intense and sharp this man was his one and only for ever after and Rall was excited to get things started.
Rall eagerly clutched him by the upper arms and pulled him close as soon as he was within reach. Having Luke come to him made it clear that he wanted this, and there was no undo pressure or perceived expectations. He wanted Luke free and willing in every way.
"You're beautiful." Rall let the word fall from his lips while running his hands down Luke's arms to grasp his hands. He could see that Luke's desire was building just as his own was making this hard and throbbing. "Do you want me, sweetheart?"
“I want you Rall.” He did not hold back or hesitate, and Rall heard the anxious tone in his voice.
"I want you too, baby." Luke gently ran his fingertips down Rall's hard length, eliciting a deep guttural moan from Rall. Nothing had ever felt as good as his beloved's touch, and that was a fact. He kept exploring and touching, sending thrills up and down Rall's back. Then he took Rall's pulsating cock into his gentle grip and began to stroke slowly at first and then with more fervor building a rhythm that was intoxicating.
Rall took Luke's face between his palms and drew him close, first a light kiss, and then as the stroking intensified, the kiss went deep and hungry. Several groans escaped Luke's lips, but he never made any move or indications that he wasn't completely enjoying himself. Rall made a few shallow thrusts into Luke's grip, loving the sensations rushing through him and needing to increase the delicious friction.
He pulled his lips away, panting with excitement. "I'm going to take you," Rall stated, and Luke nodded his head rapidly. Luke then started grinding his hardening cock against Rall's muscled thigh and laid his head on Rall's chest.
“Take me, please.” He said breathlessly. “I wanted you the moment I saw you there leaning against the bar. I want you a hundred times more now that I met you and know who you are.” That struck Rall and he stilled for a second taking in the sincerity of his words and the depth of his meaning.
“You know me?” Rall questioned softly and lowered his hand to cup Luke’s round ass kneading the ample flesh.
"You're a decent person. You will always help if you can, and you will never hurt me purposely. That's all I need to know. You make me feel safe and seen." The declaration just kept getting more expressive as he continued his explanation.
"I know you too," Rall interjected. "I was attracted to you the minute I laid eyes on you. Your strength, your courage, your ability to look beyond and see yourself there. Not to be drawn in and crippled by the pain." Rall paused and took Luke's lips once more before continuing. Luke kept stroking Rall's cock, bringing him ever closer to the edge.
"Fate brought us together," Luke repeated Rall's off-handed comment from earlier, but now he seemed to understand it. The awakening was taking hold, and the truth of the world was coming clear to him.
"She surely did," Rall said, quickly picking Luke up and tossing him onto the bed. He bounced once with a soft giggle, and then Rall was on top of him, pressing him into the mattress and grinding his hard cock in Lukes. The moans and whimpers were lovely.
He buried his face against Luke's throat and took a small taste of his beloved, just a single bead of the exquisiteness. It hit softly and then entered his system like a freight train roaring through him and setting fires along the way. It was mind-blowing. More than he'd anticipated, and he'd anticipated a lot. Stars and colors filled his vision, and love filled his heart.
Rall retrieved a tube of lube from the side table and covered his fingers liberally before thrusting them into the crevasse in search of Luke's tight hole. The need to claim and make this man his forever was overwhelming him. His vampire was on the edge of taking control.
Rall slathered Luke's entrance with the slippery substance and then started to press and stretch, going slowly and gently at first, and then built it to a hard thrust and an eager stretch, forcing his fingers inside. The tight embrace, so moist and hot, was making his head absolutely spin with the need to be inside his gorgeous beloved. He began a rapid thrust, pushing as deep as possible, filling him full, and getting him prepared as quickly as possible.
Rall was usually a slow-burn sort of guy who liked to take his time and pleasure his partner as they worked toward their gratification, building a climax that could shatter and wreck. With Luke, he had no control and no thoughts beyond completing the bond and making sure Luke never left him. His throbbing need and reckless craving were swallowing every precaution and every hesitation. He was taking Luke, and he was doing it now.