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He took a moment to adjust once Hyax was fully inside. He loved the feeling of being filled, loved that it was him who was making Hyax feel so good. Hyax placed his hands on his hips and Gwil began to move up and down. The position was perfect as Hyax wrapped his hand around his cock, he knew he wouldn’t last much longer. He sped up his movements, Hyax’s cock angled just right, making him see stars as he nailed his prostate. Gwil cried out as Hyax milked him through his orgasm before coming inside him with a shout.
He collapsed forward, Hyax pulling him in for a deep and messy kiss. The next few days would be filled with uncertainty—he might not be able to speak to Hyax often and they would both be worried about the other. But at least for now he was safe, wrapped in Hyax’s arms, and there was nowhere he would rather be.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Hyax had never understood vampires, Gwil was an anomaly and he was glad of it because he couldn’t understand why a man who appeared to be intelligent and attractive on the surface would be happy to take part in their request after he’d been roofied and kidnapped.
“It’s an honour to be able to help the Houses of Hewel and Cartwright.” The vamp was almost panting with excitement. His grey eyes were shining and he sat upright in a chair, eager to help.
Ashley didn’t seem surprised, but his father was head of the Invigilators and he was banging the Dark Earl of Crofton so he had insights Hyax would never have nor want. “Thank you, Daniel. Your support will, of course, be seen in a beneficial light and Mr Reynolds,” Ashley pointed to Alex, “will ensure after we are done, that suitable remuneration will be arranged.”
Hyax doubted Daniel would want money—he was dressed in designer clothes and his watch was easily a high five-figure model.
Alex stepped forwards. “As explained to you by our agent, we’re conducting some valuable research, I assure you that theinitial rounds have been completed successfully and we wanted a final run-through.”
“I’ve no issue. Magical transformation I believe was the phrase used. I have a high pain threshold.”
Hyax thought that it was a good job he could tolerate pain as the spell wasn’t a glamour. It would physically change the shape and appearance of the subject, and Hyax would warn Gwil about the potential pain level he’d need to endure once he’d seen it in action on a vampire.
“Excellent. You’ve also consented to keeping everything confidential,” Alex said. He had a device in his hand that could have been a normal tablet but it was giving off elf vibes so it must have been adapted in some way, which made Alex even more impressive, as tinkering with electronics wasn’t easy.
“Yes, I know how to keep my mouth shut. I would not dishonour my sire.”
“For my records, who is your sire?” Alex asked.
“Maurice Osbourne.”
“One of the Duke of Pembroke’s named successors?” Alex confirmed.
“Correct, I would be grateful if he could be informed of my service, even though I appreciate the details couldn’t be shared.”
Vampires were always looking for a way to curry favour and in this case, Hyax thought Daniel deserved it.
“The House of Langley is known for its Chiropteran tendencies, did you receive those when you were turned?” Alex asked.
“Yes, hence the high pain threshold. And why I’m not concerned about you lot testing a morphism spell on me.”
Gwil couldn’t turn into a bat, he’d mentioned it was because he’d not received that gift from his sire, but Hyax hadn’t realised it was a specific attribute associated with one House.
Ashley rubbed his chin. “Do we think Daniel’s fledermaus ability an issue?”
Hyax didn’t think so. “No, it would have been an issue if the other final recipient was so blessed and we hadn’t tested, to me this is a worse-case position. A piece of luck Daniel was selected.”
“Agreed,” Alex said. He turned the device around to show a photo of someone Hyax didn’t recognise. Fluffy blond hair, squared-jawed, with a wide forehead. “Gentleman, I generated this image, as you can see Daniel is very different. His face is long, with high cheekbones, and he has straight black hair, therefore a true test of our skill.”
Daniel rocked the quintessential vampire vibe, pale and brooding, and clever enough to spot an opportunity when it presented itself, even if it were in an unorthodox manner.
“Let’s get on with it.” Ashley walked up to Daniel and handed him a strip of leather. “Bite down on that. I know you have a high pain tolerance but you’re the first vampire we’re testing so I’d not want to risk you biting through your tongue. Do you want the straps?”
Hyax hadn’t noticed but the chair Daniel was in had restraints for both the arms and legs.
Daniel took the piece of leather. “No, if it’s super bad I’ll probably turn into a bat so no point tying me down as I’ll fly out.”
Alex conjured three hip flasks and handed one each to Ashley and Hyax. “This is a carrier potion. I collected a sample of Daniel’s blood to key it to him.”
Hyax unscrewed the lid, it had a sweet aroma and he didn’t linger on the ingredients, just knocked back the potion, gagging at the unexpected sourness. Hyax knew Alex would have liked to have dabbled with it further and had another two slightly different versions brewing but it should be sufficient for their needs now.
Alex gave instructions for where he wanted Ashley and Hyax to stand. Working with Alex and Ashley had been far easier than he’d expected, and it was a different type of experience from casting on his own. The spell combined their energy and the output was unique and gave him a deep satisfaction that would be difficult to explain to a non-magic user. His magic danced in a choreography he hadn’t tried before, the technical pursuit as pleasing as the result.
