Page 86 of Becoming D'Vaire
Pulling open the door, he was greeted by the scent of coffee and leather. Trying not to get emotional about how amazing Grigori was, Delaney walked into the room and found the floor dusted with black and red rose petals. The man who held his heart was scrumptious in crimson, and the low light of the candles glinted off the collar he helped lock only hours ago.
“I couldn’t find wood-scented candles,” Grigori explained. “I’ll have to invent them or some shit.”
“I didn’t know they had leather ones.”
“Delicious, aren’t they? Just like you. Do a little spin for me. Imustsee your ass,” Grigori explained as he twirled a finger in demonstration.
Trying not to be embarrassed but failing, Delaney spun in a slow circle. “Happy?”
“You have no idea. Now come on over here and have a glass of champagne. I thought we’d put on some classical music, but I wasn’t sure if you’d like that or not.”
As Delaney traipsed his bare feet over the petals to reach Grigori’s side it released their rich perfume, which melded beautifully with the scented candles. Once he got close, Delaney accepted a flute from Grigori. He waggled his brows. “Is this full of your super-secret mega-boosted vampire aphrodisiac?”
Grigori bussed his cheek, then took a swig of his flute. “I considered it, but you’re about to lose your virginity, and I didn’t want to be in a dick-crazed state.”
“I’m pretty sure I lost my virginity a few weeks ago.”
“Don’t ruin this, Delsaurus. It’s our first time as a mated couple, and your ass is still virginal—even if the rest of you isn’t.”
“We’re not mated yet. Not completely. I can’t wait until you bite me and I bite you back.”
“I do need to point out before we begin that vampires aren’t shifters. I’m sure Idris has filled your head with all his moments of insta-come as soon as Mac sinks his fangs in. Vampires don’t have that—our bite will increase your sexual experience but won’t crash-land it.”
Delaney polished off the contents of his glass which made Grigori grab the bottle and top it off again. “You know Idris and I really don’t spend much time swapping sex stories.”
“Finish your champagne so I can fuck you.”
Without any reason not to comply with the order, Delaney poured the full flute of champagne down his throat. Grigori did the same, then set both glasses aside. “What’s next on the plan?”
Grigori tapped a remote and Rachmaninoff filled the room. “I’d like you to climb onto the bed. Right in the middle, please.”
As Delaney turned and prepared to do as he was asked, he saw their new red silk and black dragonskin bedspread neatly folded at the bottom of the mattress. He didn’t know Larissa had finished it, but he was glad. Delaney wanted the room to be for them both. After positioning himself in the correct spot, a very sexy vampire climbed over him. When he lay down over Delaney, their cocks rubbed slightly, and it was all he needed to clamor for more.
Grigori stared into his eyes for what seemed like forever as he trapped his head between his arms. For his part, Delaney floated his hands down the smooth skin of the vampire’s back.
“I love you.”
Delaney would have liked to respond in kind to Grigori’s statement, but his mouth was captured, and his tongue grew quite busy sparring with his mate’s. A moan worked its way up from the depths of him, and he scooted his feet out so he could spread his legs. Once he had them far enough, he bent his knees and thrust upward against Grigori.
After breaking their kiss, Grigori dragged his lips over to Delaney’s ear. “You’re moving a little fast.”
“Yep,” Delaney breathed out as he slid his palms into Grigori’s pants and over his ass. “These need to go. I want you naked.”
Grigori lifted his head and his fangs were already elongated. “I wanted to go slow. The plan was to make it last all night.”
“Bad plan. Horrible plan. Probably your worst,” Delaney panted.
The ice blue of Grigori’s nearly colorless eyes was filled with need as they stared at one another, and neither of them wanted to drag this out forever. Their instincts were to complete their bond. They’d exchanged blood, and Delaney’s magic was already reaching out for his other half. The vampire must have come to a decision, because he nodded, lowered his lashes briefly, then raised them again. “Some other time we’ll do long foreplay. I’ve got to have you.”
“I’m all yours.”
Grigori scooted back so he could get up on his knees. Once he did, Delaney sat up to shove Grigori’s pants down. With some finagling, Grigori tugged the garment off and tossed it on the floor. His rigid cock nearly slapped his taut stomach, and Delaney wanted to touch, lick, and suck it, but mostly he needed that beauty inside him.
“Lie down,” Grigori ordered. Since torture was off the agenda, Delaney tossed himself onto the mattress as the air left his lungs in a whoosh. He was just about to lift his hips and yank off his clothing when two hands closed around his crotch, framing his dick and balls. Delaney moaned as Grigori used his thumbs to press against his scrotum. It made his eyeballs roll back and his spine curve. Grigori kneaded the area around his sex. As enticing as it was, he yearned for a more direct touch.
“Grigori, don’t be mean,” he pleaded as he writhed against the bed.
The vampire released him and tugged off his bottoms. “Sorry, couldn’t help myself. This fabric and your dick. You’re wearing these again.”
