Leaning up, he rolled them, settling himself over Merri.
Merri’s hands grasped at him, pulling him closer with a low hum as he spread his thighs for Leander to settle in between them.
For long moments, they explored each other’s mouths, tongues slick and hot, while they discovered how to move together.
“Lee—” Merri gasped, gripping hard at Leander’s shoulders as he ground his hips up and threw his head back, exposing the long line of his neck.
Leander’s fangs lengthened. Even when unextended, they were always present. A sharp reminder to anyone paying attention that he wasn’t human—not anymore. His cock, hard and aching between them, pressed against Merri’s through their sleep pants. “Merri,” he managed to say, bringing his mate’s hazel eyes back to his face.
For a split second, Merri’s gaze dropped to his lips—to his fangs—and his eyes widened. “Does—” He bit his words off, swallowing hard. “Do you want to…bite me?”
Leander stilled. “Merri. You don’t have to offer that.”
“I know.” Merri moved his hand from Leander’s shoulder to cup his cheek. His thumb brushed Leander’s bottom lip.
With a sucked-in-breath, Leander opened his lips wider, letting Merri see.
Gently, Merri brushed the tip of his thumb over one fang, then the other. “They’re part of you, and it seems like something that could be part of our sex. The way they came out…it seems like it might be something you need.”
Unable to look away from Merri’s darkened gaze, Leander nodded. “Offering your blood is the most sacred, most intimate thing you can give a vampire. During sex, even more so.”
Leaning up, Merri wiggled until he got his shirt worked over his head and tossed it aside.
Sitting up on his knees, Leander did the same. Looking down, he rubbed his palm over the hard ridge of Merri’s cock. “Can we take these off, too?”
“Yes.” Merri’s voice was breathy, the gorgeous hazel of his eyes swallowed up by his blown pupils. He lifted his hips when Leander gripped the waistband of his sweats and underwear, sliding the whole bundle down and off.
Throwing them in the same direction Merri had his shirt, Leander maneuvered enough to get his own bottoms off until they were both bare. Before Leander could settle over him again, Merri sat up, claiming Leander’s mouth with his own. He didn’t shy away from brushing his tongue over Leander’s fangs, making him shudder.
Reaching between them, Merri grasped Leander, stroking once from base to tip, then squeezing the head.
Leander groaned.
“I want you to bite me, taste me. Whatever you need.” Merri looked debauched already, copper curls wild around his head, the shine of their combined saliva on his lips, and a ruddy blush staining his cheeks.
Lowering them back to the bed, Leander slotted them together, the hard lengths of them both caught between their bellies and catching delicious friction with every roll of his hips.
Merri caught the rhythm quickly, thrusting up to meet him.
He slid his arms beneath Merri’s upper back, bracing himself on his elbows and hooking his hands over Merri’s shoulders. Dropping his head, he kissed Merri, letting their tongues tangle a moment before nipping along the edge of his jaw and farther down his neck.
Merri gasped, hips stuttering when Leander teased his fangs over the sensitive junction of his neck and shoulder.
He pressed a chaste kiss to the spot before sinking his fangs in.
Merri bucked, a startled shout spilling out of him.
Leander kept his hips moving, feeling Merri throb and tense before coming in a hot rush between them while his blood coated Leander’s tongue. Fuck, but he tasted divine. Better than anything Leander had ever had.
Merri whined, hands scrambling against Leander’s skin, lost in his orgasm. His nails dug into the meat of Leander’s flank, and that was all it took for Leander to join him.
He released Merri’s neck with a gasp, cock shooting all over both their bellies, mixing his release with Merri’s. Pressing his forehead to Merri’s shoulder, he shuddered through the aftershocks, rocking his hips.
“Oh,” Merri whispered, voice breathy and awed.
Lifting himself up enough to catch Merri’s gaze, Leander looked him over. Blood still seeped from the puncture wounds he’d left, staining Merri’s pale skin and the sheets beneath him. “Okay?”
A smile bloomed on Merri’s lips. “So okay.” Reaching down, he slid his finger through the mess on Leander’s stomach and brought it up to his lips, sucking their combined release off his skin.