Page 56 of Lucien

Jamie took a quick minute to appreciate that muscular, denim-clad ass.

Damn. He’d never thought he’d actually get to fuck it. Wasn’t life just chock-full of amazing, sexy surprises?

“Don’t worry, monster. I’ll be so good to you. Take real good care of you.” He reached an arm around Luc’s side, palming his vampire’s cock. It was already hard, a massive, tempting bulge. Jamie wanted it inside him again.

But oh well. Another time. Jamie could be patient.

This wasn’t just about sex. This was about dealing with the lit powder keg in the room.

He left off massaging Luc’s dick to unbutton the vampire’s jeans before pulling them down until they were resting under the firm globes of his ass.

It was a beautiful fucking sight.

But they were missing something.

“You stay right here,” Jamie ordered, running a soothing hand down Luc’s spine. He rushed at the speed of light into his room, frantically grabbing for the lube in his bedside drawer, and sprinted back.

“Good monster,” he panted, finding Luc right where he’d left him.

Luc turned to snarl at him but, tellingly, didn’t turn completely from the wall.

“You getting impatient, monster?” Jamie asked.

Luc snarled again. Testy, testy.

“Hands up on the wall.”

His monster obeyed. Jamie took a moment to trace the furrow between Luc’s cheeks with one finger, then proceeded to open him up as quickly as he reasonably could. Anytime he tried to slow down—to gauge whether he was hurting him—Luc would snarl again, or turn his head and bare his fangs.

Apparently, Jamie’s vampire was impatient as hell as a bottom.

So Jamie didn’t wait long before he was nudging Luc’s legs further apart with his knee, slicking up his cock, and breaching his monster’s tight channel.

And oh holy fuckingfuck. Jamie paused after bottoming out, his eyes rolled back at the insane, hot squeeze against his cock. “Holy shit, monster. Jesus Christ, you feel amazing.”

“Move,” Luc growled, rocking his hips back in demand.

So Jamie moved.

He did his best to set a good, brutal pace, trying to fuck his monster the same way Luc had fucked him. But topping was more or less new to him, and his rhythm was messy and awkward, Jamie too frantic with lust to control himself properly. He tried to angle it right to get that little bundle of nerves he knew so well, and by the way Luc hissed and growled and snarled, he thought he was doing something right.

It was like taming a wild beast. Animalistic, frenzied.

There was a sense of power Jamie had never quite felt before, filling his chest and making his breaths come short. He was so often helpless in the face of the supernatural. With the twins threatening them. With his own fucking visions. But here, with this stunningly sexy, dangerous creature, Jamie was in control.

Except Jamie was barely holding back his orgasm by a fucking thread. Luc’s ass was so impossibly tight that Jamie felt he was only moments away from splintering into oblivion.

He reached around again for Luc’s hard cock, jerking him furiously. “You gonna come for me, monster? You gonna let loose and let me fill you up?” And then, driven by some strange instinct, Jamie bit into Luc’s neck with blunt teeth, hard enough to draw blood.

Luc roared again—that glorious, overwhelming sound—and then his hot spunk was shooting into Jamie’s hand, the vampire’s body trembling with hours of tension suddenly released.

Jamie lost it then, his hips stuttering, his mind going completely blank as he emptied himself into Luc. “Oh fuck,” he moaned. “Fucking, fuck, fuck.Luc.”

They stood there for long moments, panting heavily, both their bodies shuddering with the aftermath of their orgasms. Jamie tucked his head into Luc’s neck, licking his bite mark, savoring the metallic flavor. It was already disappearing, Luc’s supernatural healing taking effect, but Jamie could almost pretend he had magic saliva to do the job.

It was like a little preturning practice round.

When Luc’s neck was healed, Jamie finally drew his softening cock out of Luc’s body, hissing at the sensation. Luc took the opportunity to turn around, and Jamie could have sworn for a second that his monster had green in his eyes.

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