Page 96 of Becoming D'Vaire
“What’s wrong?”
“Don’t you owe me a collar now that I’m going to be your blood slave?”
Grigori grinned. “I got so excited eating your ass, I forgot,” he said. He got up and ran a hand over Delaney’s midsection, missing his hard dick by only millimeters, then walked over to his closet. After grabbing a box from inside, he returned to Delaney’s side. “Sit, we need to remove your old one first.”
“I’ve had it for a few days, and it’s already the ‘old one.’ ”
The first thing Grigori pulled out was the athame they’d used to bind their souls. Delaney held out a hand and Grigori made two small cuts on their fingertips. They smeared the blood across the D and V engraved on his collar, and it dropped open. Grigori slid it off and set it inside the box. “I hope you like this,” he commented as he pulled out the most remarkable thing Delaney had ever seen.
“This is incredible. How does it do that? Look like both velvet and dragonskin?”
“No clue, but it’s awesome, right? You like it?”
“I love it, it’s perfect. So are you,” Delaney offered as he leaned forward to kiss him.
Grigori carefully put it around his neck. “Your blood is my gift. I cherish the immortal life I shall have at your side. I vow my eternal love and devotion to you. I give my oath that I shall allow no harm to befall you,” he whispered as he pressed his cut finger to the lock.
“Willingly I offer my blood to nourish you. I cherish the immortal life I shall have at your side. I vow my eternal love and devotion to you. I also give my oath that I shall allow no harm to befall you,” Delaney said in the same reverent tone as he too applied his blood. Grigori closed it, and Delaney immediately loved the weight of the heavy piece of jewelry around his throat. He couldn’t wait to show this masterpiece off to everyone, which he told Grigori.
“Ready now?” Grigori asked as he leaned their foreheads together.
“Let’s do this.” They got back into their former position after Grigori reset the alarm clock.
“It feels better like this,” Grigori said as he held Delaney close. Delaney relaxed against him and tapped his phone as well as Grigori’s as soon as he felt the swipe of his tongue on his skin. He unconsciously arched his back a little as Grigori’s fangs entered him. His lashes slid down as he luxuriated in the pleasure of the hormones Grigori was filling him with. This was the bonus of being mated to a vampire, and Delaney was rather smug at how good Fate was to him.
His dick throbbed, his hole twitched, and it took all his willpower not to stroke himself as he started to sweat.Four minutes is apparently equivalent to an eternity when a vampire is drinking blood, Delaney thought as he trembled in Grigori’s arms, so ready to finish what they’d started. He nearly lost the battle not to grab his cock when two phones beeped loudly in tandem. Without any hesitation, Grigori stopped and pulled his teeth away.
Anxious to stop the shrieking phones, Delaney focused on that, then slid the mechanism on the alarm clock before it too could start ringing. Grigori’s hold relaxed, and Delaney worried over what would come next for him. He gently extricated himself and turned to face him. Grigori had his head back against the velvet headboard. His eyes were closed, and he had a small smile on his face. Delaney relaxed just as Grigori slid down onto his side and started laughing. Only it was not the sound Grigori normally made when he was amused; it was closer to a giggle.
“Are you okay?” Delaney asked, trying to ignore the clamoring need of his body to focus on whatever Grigori might need.
Grigori shook his head while he continued to chortle. A moment later, he opened his eyes. In the depths of his pale blue irises was a mixture of lust and amusement. “You taste good,” he offered. “Want to fuck?”
Yes, Delaney’s brain screamed but he needed to stay rational. At least for a few more minutes to make sure there were no other side effects beyond Grigori’s mirth. “How are you feeling?”
Grigori moved fast for a man still grinning maniacally. Seconds later, Delaney somehow found himself under the vampire. It’d happened so fast, Delaney couldn’t begin to explain how they’d gone from sitting across from one another to lying in the middle of the mattress. It was the first time he’d been exposed to the speed vampires were capable of, and Delaney had to admit he was impressed. “Horny.”
“Anything besides that?” Delaney asked as he tried to ignore the hard cock grinding against his own.
His mate dropped kisses down his chest and over his stomach. “Everything’s funny.”
“Funny, how?” Delaney managed as long fingers encircled his sex.
Grigori swiped his tongue over Delaney’s cockhead, then started laughing again. He maneuvered himself so he was on his knees next to Delaney’s prone body. He was crooning about plastic tubes and bits and pieces.
“Grigori Alexei Volkov-D’Vaire, are you singing ‘Weird Science’ to my dick?”
“Doesn’t it look like a microphone? That’s what’s funny. Dicks look like microphones,” he responded as he released Delaney and fell over on his side while cackling loudly.
“Conclusion—drinking a powerful wizard’s blood leads to horniness and a goofy vampire,” Delaney muttered. With a roll of his eyes, he fished around for the lube. Once he found the bottle, he dumped some into his palm and fisted himself.
“No!” Grigori exclaimed. He sat up and grabbed Delaney’s arm.
“Yeah, you need to calm down. You’re fine and you aren’t the only one who’s horny. I’m going to come. So, you just lie back down and sing your Oingo Boingo while I empty my balls,” Delaney told him with a cross look.
Grigori pouted, which looked both cute and weird on his handsome face. “That’s not how we planned it.”
“Help me out here.”
