Page 13 of Blood Kisses

Emil was taking what Severin had never had. Severin had lived and breathed Nikolaus during those few short weeks he had known him all those years ago. He had dreamed of being inside him, of feeling Nikolaus come around him, fantasised about the first taste of his essence and how Nikolaus would cry out with the twin penetrations.

He had been too blind with blood lust and human lust to care about watching Emil fuck Nikolaus the previous night. Now he cared to excess. He cared enough to kill. He pushed the door open, fangs snapping out.

Emil glanced over his shoulder but didn’t pause in his punishing pace. His buttocks clenched rhythmically as he thrust. His muscular back gleamed with sweat. He smirked at Severin. “You want what I’ve got, don’t you? If your eyes weren’t so red with blood, they’d be green.”

Severin growled. He stalked forward, pulling his shirt off and wrenching his breeches open. “I want him.”

“Tough.” Emil grunted on each thrust. “He’s mine. You don’t fuck him. You can play with him, that’s all.”

Severin clenched his jaw. He climbed onto the bed, withdrew his cock and stroked it while watching Nikolaus’s writhing body. The action of his own hand almost made him come. He gritted his teeth before he could beg Emil for access.

Emil, though, was watching him slyly. He knew how much he was torturing Severin, the younger vampire was in no doubt. Severin crawled to Nikolaus’s head and knelt facing him. Nikolaus looked up, eyeing Severin’s bobbing cock and then making eye contact. Severin felt that wrench inside again. That jumping of his dead heart. He cursed low under his breath and gripped Nikolaus by the hair. Nikolaus never removed his gaze as he opened his mouth and swallowed Severin’s cock.

Severin hissed. He shuddered long and hard and felt himself ready to spurt. He had never known a human able to bring him instantly to the edge with one touch the way Nikolaus could. He glanced at Emil, saw the vampire’s eyes were closed, his face contorted in the throes of ecstasy. He came to a gasping halt and pulled free from Nikolaus.

Nikolaus whimpered around Severin’s cock. He flinched as Emil slapped him hard across the backside and climbed off the bed, flushed with satisfaction. His fangs were out and Severin watched him warily, aware he might be on the menu once again. But Emil strolled naked across the room with his cock still hard and wet and disappeared into the bathroom.

Severin eased his cock from Nikolaus’s mouth. He retracted his fangs. He knelt watching the closed door for a moment, torn with indecision. Was it a trap? Did Emil really trust Severin alone with his pet? But then he’d done this the day before too. Left Severin alone as though the threat hanging in the air was enough to keep him away.

Now though, he wasn’t sure if it was.

Nikolaus looked up at him, his violet eyes large, pupils dilated. He panted a little, his mouth wet with saliva. Slowly, he licked his lips and parted them again to receive Severin’s cock.

Severin pushed him away angrily. He crawled off the bed and fastened his cock back up with difficulty. It strained his breeches to bursting point.

Nikolaus rolled onto his back. “What’s the matter?” he asked. “You want it, don’t you?”

Severin regarded him. Nikolaus’s dick was hard and leaking. Severin bit his lip. “You would get me killed? Is that your intention?”

A chastened look flitted so quickly over Nikolaus’s cool face that Severin wasn’t sure if he’d imagined it. “He won’t kill you.”

“Of course he will. You don’t know him like I do. You’re his property. I get to do with you what he says. Nothing extra.”

Nikolaus was silent. Then he lifted his knees, spread them slightly and Severin saw the semen dribbling from between his buttocks. He cursed, turning his back, digging his nails into his palms as that hot jealousy streaked through him once more. He asked himself what he had done to deserve Nikolaus’s cool disdain and teasing when all he had done was keep Nikolaus safe ten years ago.

“You act like you hate me and I don’t know why,” he said so softly he was sure the human wouldn’t hear. “All I did was love you. It wasn’t a crime.” He stood with head bowed for the longest time with his desire leaching away to be replaced by misery. He vowed to leave the castle immediately and then he heard a rustle from the bed and turned around with his heart steeled to any more of Nikolaus’s seduction.

Nikolaus was sitting up, legs curled under him. He held a velvet blanket over his nakedness and his violet eyes were luminescent with tears.

Severin’s stomach contracted violently. He stepped forward.

“You left me,” Nikolaus said in a whisper meant for vampire ears only. “That’s what you did.”

Severin drew in his breath. He shook his head and was momentarily distracted by the sound of splashing water from the bathroom. “I kept you safe,” he said, aware he had said something similar to Nikolaus the previous day.

Nikolaus’s lip trembled. “Do you know what I did when you left?” The question was clearly rhetorical. Severin stood in silence, dreading the answer. “I turned into the worst kind of man. I drank, I took opium, and I lay with as many men as I could. Sometimes two or three at once.”

Each word lanced Severin’s heart like a poisoned arrow.

“My parents disowned me. I ran out of money and lived on the streets until Emil found me.” Nikolaus bit his lip. Tears spilled down his cheeks. “Every man I went with, I imagined it was finally the ecstasy of being with you.”

Severin clenched his fists. He roared, lashed out, and sent a porcelain jug spinning off the dresser to smash to bits on the floor. As he pounced upon the bed, Nikolaus cowered back. Severin gripped him by the neck and kissed him.

Nikolaus’s response was fierce. He returned Severin’s kiss with a passion that stunned the vampire. His mouth was burning hot. They fell back on the bed with limbs entwined, the velvet blanket separating their skin. Severin tasted Nikolaus’s tears. He heard the bathroom door open but couldn’t unglue his lips from Nikolaus’s. The blood pounded in his temples and he felt dizzy, sparks dancing behind his closed eyes.

Although he sensed Emil standing behind them, the other vampire was silent and didn’t interfere. Severin yanked the blanket away from Nikolaus’s body. He caressed the human’s chest, plucking at his tiny nipples before zeroing in between his legs, wrapping his hand around Nikolaus’s shaft.

Nikolaus groaned and bucked against him. He sucked on Severin’s tongue. His cock throbbed in Severin’s hand and Severin smeared the leaking fluid over the head and listened to Nikolaus’s choked gasp. The human went for Severin’s breeches. Nimble fingers plucked open the fastenings and Nikolaus reached inside and withdrew Severin’s cock.

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