Page 153 of Claim of Blood
Leo shook his head frantically, trembling at the thought of that exquisite torment.
“No?” Adam squeezed, just shy of painful, making Leo’s hips jerk helplessly. “But everything you have belongs to me, doesn’t it? Every inch of this pretty body?”
“Yes,” Leo whispered, his voice catching on a moan as Adam’s grip shifted. “Everything. Yours.”
Adam’s touch gentled, turning into a slow, deliberate stroke before his hand wrapped around Leo’s hardened length. Leo was already slick with need, making Adam’s grip slide perfectly. “Look how much you love this,” Adam whispered against Leo’s ear, his breath hot. “How much you love being used by me. Being my perfect little slut.”
Leo could only moan, slipping deeper into that sweet surrender where nothing existed but Adam’s hands and his own desperate need.
“Whose cockslut are you?” Adam demanded, his grip tightening just enough to make Leo see stars.
“Yours,” Leo managed through the haze. “Only yours, Adam. Always yours.”
The sixth and seventh strikes came in quick succession, each one sending shockwaves through Leo’s system. His voice grew breathier with each count, the pain transforming completely into liquid pleasure that pooled low in his belly.
“Eight,” Leo moaned as Adam’s hand landed particularly hard, the sound echoing through the room.
“Look at you,” Adam said, admiration thick in his voice. “Going under so easily for me.”
The ninth strike barely registered as pain—only as another wave of overwhelming pleasure.
“Last one,” Adam promised, his voice gentle despite the steel underneath. “Make it count.”
The last strike was the hardest, making Leo cry out and arch off the bed, his whole body singing with need.
“Ten,” he sobbed.
Adam’s hands turned immediately gentle, massaging the burning skin with reverent touches. “Thank me,” he demanded softly. “Thank me for reminding you who you belong to.”
“Thank you,” Leo mumbled, feeling wetness on his cheeks. “Thank you for using me. For making me yours.”
Leo heard the bottle cap click, then Adam’s slick fingers pressed inside him without warning. His body opened easily.
“Please,” Leo begged, not even sure what he was asking for anymore. More pain, more pleasure, more of Adam’s complete control.
Adam pressed against him, still fully dressed except for his open zipper, the fabric rough against Leo’s sensitized skin. “You’re going to take what I give you,” he growled. “Every inch. And you’re going to thank me for it.”
Leo felt the pressure against his entrance, then Adam pushed inside with relentless force. His body gave way, stretchingaround Adam’s thick cock with a burn that was pure perfection. The intrusion made him gasp and arch, his body welcoming the familiar stretch.
“So fucking tight,” Adam growled, setting a brutal pace that drove Leo’s hips into the mattress with each powerful thrust. “Still so perfect for me. Mine,” he snarled. “Say it.”
“Yours,” Leo gasped, his voice breaking on each word as Adam’s cock hit deep inside him. “Yours, Adam.”
Heat coiled tight in Leo’s belly, the pressure building to an unbearable peak. Then Adam’s hand wrapped firmly around his leaking cock, his grip like a vice, stopping Leo’s release entirely.
“Not until I say,” Adam commanded, his voice rough with his own approaching climax. “You come when I allow it.”
Leo whimpered but obeyed, his whole body trembling with the effort of holding back. Just as he thought he couldn’t bear another second, Adam leaned over him, his breath scorching against Leo’s neck.
“You want my teeth, don’t you?” Adam whispered, his voice dark with promise. “You need it, need to feel me taking everything. Need to be claimed completely.”
“Yes,” Leo begged, tilting his head to expose more of his throat. “Please, Adam. Please bite me.”
Adam’s fangs pierced his skin in one swift, devastating motion. The sharp pain melted instantly into an overwhelming pleasure that seemed to explode through every nerve ending. Leo’s vision went white, his body seizing as waves of ecstasy crashed through him. No release came—Adam’s grip still iron-tight around his cock—but his body convulsed in a dry orgasm that left him gasping and shaking, completely wrecked.
Adam drank deeply as he continued his relentless thrusting, his rhythm growing erratic as Leo’s blood filled his mouth. When he finally pulled his fangs free, he drove deep one last time, his cock pulsing as he flooded Leo with his cum.
The bedroom door opened.
