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Gabe shook his head. “Not yet. You’re not ready, baby.” He withdrew his fingers, ignoring Soren’s whine of protest. He wrapped the same hand around Soren’s leaking cock, gathering the precum and mixing it with his spit, easing three fingers slowly back into his mate.

Soren keened, pushing back against Gabe’s hand. “If you don’t fuck me soon…”

Gabe kissed him to silence the threat.

Impatient, impulsive vampire.

He waited until his three fingers were going in easy, and Soren was cursing his name with every other breath. That was it. Perfect. Fucking perfect.

He’d waited long enough.

Gabe slicked his cock up with more of Soren’s precum, pushing the head against Soren’s entrance. “Is this what you want, brat?”

“Fucking finally,” Soren breathed.

Gabe slid inside his mate slowly.Excruciatinglyslowly. He groaned as the heat enveloped him. “So fucking tight, brat.” He gave Soren a minute to adjust, his muscles trembling with the effort to stay still, then started fucking his vampire in slow, even thrusts.

“Harder,” Soren panted, fingers sinking into Gabe’s curls.

“Your back,” Gabe protested. Soren’s bare, silky skin was pressing against the tree.

Soren shook his head, tightening his grip in Gabe’s hair. “I can take it. I’m not fragile. Fuck me harder.”

So Gabe did. He set a brutal pace, giving in to the beast inside him, thrusting into his mate with abandon. Soren moaned long and low, encouraging his ferocity. He tugged at Gabe’s hair, tucking his head into Gabe’s shoulder, groaning and whimpering and whining in that delicious way he did.

Gabe gasped as sharp teeth bit into his neck.

Soren was drinking from him. Vampire to vampire.

“Fuck, baby,” Gabe groaned, pounding furiously into Soren. It felt sofuckinggood. It wasn’t the same tingle of pleasure-laced venom he’d felt as a human, but instead a deep, primal satisfaction at having his mate claim him this way. The beast inside him roared in delight.

Gabe was too lost in pleasure to know how it happened, but he…changed. His fangs dropped, his vision sharpened. The moment Soren lifted his head, Gabe reciprocated, biting into his vampire’s neck with a growl.

Fuckinghell.Soren’s hot blood filled Gabe’s mouth, and it tasted just as good as Soren smelled. Pleasure raced down his spine, and he lost it in an instant, flooding Soren with his cum, his hips stuttering, his vision whiting out as he rode the waves of his orgasm.

He barely registered Soren bucking into him, the wetness of Soren’s release covering his stomach.

Heaven. This was heaven.

He only allowed himself a few gulps of Soren’s blood, not knowing yet how much was too much, but that seemed to be more than enough to appease the beast. They had claimed their mate. It was content for the moment.

Gabe kissed and licked along Soren’s neck as they both came down from their merging, Soren’s fingers combing gently now through his curls. He kept Soren there against the tree, not willing to take his cock out of Soren’s warmth yet. The trauma of the day was catching up with him, and he needed this connection. Needed to know Soren was still here. With him.

Forever.

Soren was scratching along Gabe’s scalp, humming in delight every time Gabe shivered. “You turned for me,” Soren said, now for the third time.

Gabe paused his kissing. “I did. But also for—for me too though.”

Soren leaned back against the tree to meet Gabe’s eyes. Gabe felt a wave of self-consciousness rush through him. But this was Soren. Nothing bad had ever come from Gabe being vulnerable with him.

“I’ve let fear rule so much of my life.” He brushed a piece of Soren’s golden hair out of his eyes. “I wanted to know what it felt like to make a choice based on something a little more…hopeful.”

Soren sniffed, clearing his throat. “You can’t take it back, you know.”

“I know. Maybe I’m a little more open to magic in my life now.” Gabe grinned. “Plus, I’m like, super strong. I bet I could run an ultramarathon no problem, right?”

Soren’s brows lowered, the other vampire scowling at him. Gabe laughed, wincing when the action jostled Soren on Gabe’s oversensitive cock. “Maybe we shouldn’t have this conversation with my dick still inside you.”

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