Page 67 of Soren

“Oh, there are all sorts of places I can drink from you,” Soren purred, walking his fingers along Gabe’s chest, a wide grin crossing his lips. “A plethora to choose from.”

Gabe swallowed hard, his mouth dry. There were so many versions of Soren. The sweet one from last night. The teasing, sultry one from the club. The vulnerable, prickly one afraid to ask for help. And then this one. The side of him that might have terrified Gabe just a year before. Hungry and wicked and…fuckingsexy.

Gabe couldn’t help but grab onto the vampire’s hips, holding him in place. “I’m sure we’ll try them all.”

Soren grinned wider, his eyes darkening to black, his fangs peeking out from behind pink lips. “We will,” he promised hoarsely.

Gabe held his breath as Soren leaned over him, moving so slowly Gabe was sure it was deliberate.

So dramatic, his vampire.

Finally, Soren pounced. Gabe winced at the flash of pain, but almost immediately, that…tinglingsensation started. The one he’d felt when Soren fed from him at the club. It began at the bite, traveling down his spine, all the way to…

Gabe groaned as his cock filled rapidly. “Fuck,” he breathed.

Soren growled in response, his strong, delicate hands digging into Gabe’s shoulders.

Gabe groaned again. Why did this feel so fucking good?

He had needed to hold himself back in the club, not wanting to go too far in a public place, but they were alone now. He moved his hands from Soren’s hips to the vampire’s ass, grinding against him. Soren was just as hard as he was.

It wasn’t enough.

Gabe frantically pushed his underwear down, groaning in relief as his erection was freed, all the while listening to Soren gulp greedily. He grabbed at the vampire’s silken pajama pants, tugging them down, freeing Soren’s cock as well.

“Fuck, baby.” Gabe lined them up and used his hold on Soren’s ass to grind their bare cocks together, Soren’s copious amounts of precum helping ease the glide. His vampire was making feral little sounds as he drank. Gabe had no idea why those sounds were so fucking hot. They just…were.

Eventually Soren released Gabe’s neck and rose, black eyes gazing down at Gabe. Even like this, Soren’s vampire side front and forward, he was so fucking beautiful.

“Kiss me,” Gabe begged.

Soren grinned down at him, slowly licking the trickles of Gabe’s blood from his lips. “You sure, Highness?”

Gabe took one hand off Soren’s ass, grabbing the back of his vampire’s head, pulling him close and kissing him hungrily. There was a faint metallic edge to it, but Gabe couldn’t find it in himself to care that he was tasting traces of his own blood. Not when he felt like he would die if he had to wait another second to have Soren’s mouth on his.

“So needy, Highness,” Soren whispered against his lips.

“Can’t help it,” Gabe panted. “Feels so fucking good.”

“Mm,” Soren hummed his agreement, rocking against Gabe, his movements bringing them both to release in moments. Gabe held him tight as they both shuddered through their orgasms.

“Fuck,” Gabe sighed, their mingled cum cooling on his stomach. “That’s really something. The whole biting thing.”

Soren leaned over him, giving small, kittenish licks to the bite on his neck. “Stay still. I need to close this properly.”

“Magic saliva,” Gabe murmured, maybe a trifle delirious from the combination of blood loss and mind-melting orgasm.

“Yes, exactly. Magic,” Soren agreed.

Gabe wasn’t so out of it that he didn’t catch the irony in Soren’s tone, and he thought back on what he’d told the vampire the night before. It was true Gabe had never been a fantasy-prone kid. He’d liked what was right in front of him. His family. His friends. Sports. He’d taken comfort in the simplicity of the world around him, in things making sense. He hadn’t seen the appeal of adding a bunch of illogical bullshit to an already confusing world.

But it turned out all that was a lie anyway. Even without magic, life was unpredictable. His father’s life had been taken away in one freak accident. His mother had forgotten Gabe’s existence in a few years. And magic had appeared in Gabe’s world after all, for better or worse. His brother was a vampire, for fuck’s sake. And Gabe had another one in his bed right now.

And it was the best thing that had happened to him in years.

So maybe Gabe should stop reaching for a normal life that didn’t even really exist and accept the one he’d fallen into, fangs and all.

Soren finished his ministrations, lifting himself off Gabe and flouncing onto his back. “Rinse off, Highness. I’ll let the mutt out. Then we need to get you some food and water. Can’t have you woozy on your last shift of the week.” He gave Gabe a wicked look. “Maybe we can get Jay to make you something.”

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