“Yes.” He stood up, “I think I better leave.” He hesitated, not
quite sure if he had managed to smooth things out between
them or not.
“Do you stil want to stake me?” He chuckled when she
rol ed her eyes and gave him a withering look. “Do you want
me to not come back any more? I wil try if you want, but I’l
always watch out for you even if you can’t see me.” They
had stopped just beside the front door just staring at each
other.
His mother reached out and stroked his arm. “I’l cal
you.” Michael knew she stil needed time to work it out in
her head, but he had a good feeling she would eventual y
come around. He just needed to give her some time.
Hopeful y Gypsy could talk to her and explain how normal
they real y were.
Her eyes popped wide in shock as he grinned at her,
stepped out into the sun, and disappeared. She stared in
awe as he mouthed, “I love you Mum.”
“I love you too, Michael. I always have. I always wil .”
His hunger eased as he got far enough away from her
scent. He wondered if he would ever hear from her again.
Strol ing through the park, Michael studied the people
around him trying to decide which one to fol ow. Each one
seemed more tantalising then the other. As his gaze
roamed, he came across a shimmer. It was far too familiar
to be a coincidence. Michael turned to ful y face his lover.
“By any chance were you fol owing me?” He asked as
Christian came to his side.
“I couldn’t let you go there alone, love.” Christian opened
his arms invitingly.
Stepping into the embrace Michael lost himself in their
kiss.
“I wasn’t sure if you would come back. I thought maybe I
had scared you off, you know, being the freak that I am.”
“How many times do I have to say it? You’re mine. I wil
never let you go. We belong to each other.”
“Does your mother hate me now?” Christian frowned.
Michael saw Christian was upset about how he had caused
these problems between Michael and his family.
“Why would she hate you? It’s simply impossible — no
one could hate you, babe.” Michael said between kisses.
“Everyone in their right minds would fal in love with you.”
“What were you thinking about when I came to you just
now?”
“I was just thirsty.” Michael shrugged as they began
walking; they had nowhere in particular to go in mind as
they searched through the crowd. “I think I’l wait. Somehow
it seems wrong when they can’t see me.”
“You mean it’s more fun to seduce them?”
“No, I think it’s more fun when I seduce you.” Michael
pul ed him off the path until they were wel concealed by
trees. “I want, I need to,” Michael groaned as he pushed
himself flush against Christian’s body, needing the touch of
Christian’s skin. Michael slid his hands up under Christian’s
shirt until he found what he craved so much. He knew ful
wel he could seriously lose himself in Christian’s touch.
Christian bit his own wrist and brought it to Michael’s
lips. The blood was intoxicating against Michael’s tongue
as he began to drink.
“Wil you have your way with me when you’re done?”
Christian wanted to be taken hard and fast, right here, right
now. His breathing al but stopped as Michael’s hand
unzipped him and made its way inside.
A groan fel from his lips as Michael traded his wrist for
his mouth, before dropping to his knees. “Fuck,” Christian
muttered as he bit the inside of his cheek to stop himself
from crying out in pleasure.
“Oh my God!” Christian gasped as the tip of Michael’s
tongue circled the head of his erection endlessly. If Michael
kept it up he was going erupt before Michael was anywhere
near ready to take him into his mouth. Christian closed his
eyes and gave himself over to the sensation, his hands
reaching back to hold onto the tree in support. His legs
were trembling so badly he didn’t know how much longer he
would be able to remain standing.
With what Michael was doing Christian was bloody glad
they were invisible. It was such a kick to be doing this out in
the open, knowing they might get caught out. He groaned
as Michael started to fondle Christian’s bal s, rol ing them in
his hand. His head smacked against the trunk of the tree as
Michael took him ful y down his throat and hummed.
Christian thrust into his lover’s mouth, knowing Michael
loved the discovery of how this act caused him to come
quickly. And Michael used it often, especial y when they
were somewhere where there was a possibility they might
get busted.
The humming tactic worked this time, too. Christian
convulsed, and shot down Michael’s throat. With hooded
eyes, Michael pul ed back a little, holding the head in his
mouth as the last drops came out. The love he could see in
Michael’s eyes nearly brought him to his knees. The head
of his cock was very sensitive now, even more so than
usual, and he squirmed when Michael licked and cleaned it.
“Oh, love, love. So good,” he said as he reached down
and pul ed Michael up into a loving kiss. “Thank you! That
was…”
“Al you’re going to get for now.” Michael lifted
Christian’s wrist and brought it back to his mouth. He
kissed it gently before licking away the excess blood.
“Thank you, I needed that.”
“Do you want me to reciprocate?” Christian asked, and
Michael offered his wrist.
“That’s not what I meant,” he said, slapping his wrist
away.
“Is sex al you ever think of?” Michael chuckled as
Christian’s brought his hand to Michael’s fly and unfastened
the button.
“It’s about the only thing I can think of when you’re this
close to me. Even more so after doing what you just did to
me.” His fingertips hesitated, just waiting for an invitation.
He loved it when Michael placed a hand on either shoulder
and gently but firmly pushed him to his knees.
§ § § §
Everyone was waiting with interest in what his mother
had to say. Especial y since she had rung the house three
times to make sure he had gotten home safely. They al
found it extremely amusing and instantly started taking the
piss out of him.
“Wel ?” Kerr asked.
“We screamed at each other for a while, and she cal ed
me some names, horrible but true. Then I let her believe
some little white lies which were comfortable to her. They
were lies she could easily live with. Did I mention she’s a
Buffy the Vampire Slayer nut?” Michael added when they
stared at him confused, “Mum would simply prefer to
believe we survive on animal blood, like Angel.” Michael
watched the others shudder in distaste, knowing exactly
how they were
feeling.
Taking the phone Doyle held out Michael gave his
mother a cal back to let her to know he was home; he knew
she would worry until she heard from him. Worrying her was
something he wasn’t wil ing to do now that they had a
tentative understanding.
“No Mum, I didn’t bite any one on the way home.” He
mumbled into the phone as Christian chuckled. “Except for
Chris, but it doesn’t count because he deserved it.” Michael
burst out laughing then held out the phone to Christian who
took it nervously.
It was hard to read Christian’s expression. It was halfway
between scared and bemused and a slow smile formed on
his lips as he answered a question his mother had asked.
“Yes that’s right. He bit me because I was trying to have my
wicked way with him.” Christian chuckled into the receiver.
“Don’t you know a gentleman doesn’t kiss and tel ?” He
rol ed his eyes in Michael’s direction and Michael waggled
his eyebrows back at him. “Sure. Dinner on Friday, you can
ask me any question you want and I’l try to answer it. I’l see
you then.” Christian handed the phone back to Michael with
what might have been relief though he stood there and held
Michael’s hand through the rest of the conversation.
“There now see, that wasn’t so bad.” He pul ed Christian
to him, seeking his mouth.
“For the love of God, haven’t you two got a room? You
two hump like rabbits.” Doyle’s tone was exasperated with
just a little hint of something else Michael couldn’t quite put
his finger on.
They both grinned at him. “As a matter of fact I think
you’re right.” Christian gave Michael one more lingering
kiss before dragging him off to their bedroom.
They were stil kissing as they made it to their bedroom.
“You know they’re going to think we’re humping like rabbits
right about now,” Michael said as he closed the door
behind them.
Laughing, Christian threw himself onto their bed.
Happiness looked good on Christian. Watching his lover
sprawl out over the bed Michael slumped into the chair and
faced him. With his eyes lit up like a Christmas tree
Christian watched Michael for a while before speaking.
“Did you know your mother has an extremely dirty mind?”
Michael chuckled, “She always has.” He grinned, “Mum’s
jokes are worse than Dad’s most times.” He sat forward
pul ing off his shirt, and threw it at Christian. “What did she
ask you?”
“She wanted to know if I was trying to make improper
use of your body in a public place.” Christian sounded
shocked. It was kind of erotic in a twisted sort of way. “She
made some lewd comment about the night we stayed
over.”
Lifting Michael’s shirt to his face Christian inhaled. “You
know that humping like rabbits thing is sounding pretty
good about now.”
“Later.” Michael chuckled, “I stil have to feed, and so wil
you seeing as you gave me some of your blood.”
“I suppose you are right,” Christian got off the bed. “Do
you want me to wash your back? You know we’re in a
drought. Save water, shower with a friend, as the saying
goes. I wil even let you serenade me while we bathe.” He
pul ed Michael to his feet. “Before this night is out, I’l have
my wicked way with you.” He lightly kissed Michael on the
lips, “and that, my beautiful man, is a promise.”
“And I’l enjoy it,” Michael confirmed.
§ § § §
“Why do you always hunt together?” Charm asked as
they were headed into town later the same night. “Don’t you
trust each other?”
“When I watch Chris feed. It’s intoxicating, and it makes
my own feeding so much better. It makes it more
enjoyable.” Michael winked at Christian who squeezed the
hand he was holding.
Charm thought about this for a moment. “I think I wil feed
with you tonight. I want to feel what you feel.”
Fol owing just behind them, Doyle listened to this strange
conversation and knew it surprised Michael when Charm
wanted to be included. Christian’s eyes just widened.
“I don’t think my way of feeding wil appeal to you,”
Michael said.
“Seduction is a wondrous drug, it makes the blood sing.
And I wil get to see two guys get it on. You wil be with a
guy right?” Charm grabbed a hold of Michael and began
waltzing him across the street. They were laughing by the
time they reached the other side. “I think I’l try it tonight.
Dinner and a show, what more could a person want?”
Letting go of Michael she waltzed with an imaginary
partner over to him and Kerr. “Kerr, Doyle, I’l be seducing
people tonight with these two. Do you wanna join us?”
Charm asked matter-of-factly. “Come on, you know you
wanna.”
“Why?” Doyle sighed, knowing he wasn’t going to be
able to change her mind. Strangely, he felt it was something
he needed to witness as wel . Kerr just seemed
uncomfortable.
“Okay, count me in,” Doyle said never once taking his
gaze from Michael who was at this moment kissing
Christian.
Kerr only nodded in answer.
§ § § §
When they reached the city, they headed for a place
which suited their needs. Night Crawlers was a local
nightclub where most of the patrons were openly bisexual.
Michael smiled at him as he and Kerr settled a little
uncomfortably into a booth, their eyes roaming over al the
other patrons. No sooner had they walked through the door
when Michael pul ed Christian and Charm out onto the
dance floor after him, the three of them began dancing
closely together and caressing each other each time they
passed.
Swal owing hard as he watched the trio dance, Doyle
thought it was incredibly erotic; there was no other word for
it. They were obviously enjoying themselves and he saw
Kerr watching the people around them. As the dance went
on, Doyle knew most of the people here were transfixed by
the three dancers. Their scents were mesmerising,
intensifying as the three dancers moved apart and pul ed
others up to join their game. It was amazing to watch how a
kiss or a touch in just the right place could send someone’s
scent through the roof. Hesitantly he rose as Michael
beckoned for him to join the hunt.
Standing on the edge of the dance floor Doyle watched.
He felt people of both sexes press themselves against him.
His body tingled as he inclined his head when Michael
came towards him. With the first touch Doyle felt his body
respond and he leaned in as Michael placed an arm
around his shoulders drawing him nearer stil . A shiver
raced through him as he felt Michael’s lips press to his ear
and whispered, “This is as close as they ever get. Kissing
and touc
hing is al owed, never more. This is how we play
the game.” Doyle just about lost it when Michael’s tongue
darted out and wet his lips.
When he tasted Christian’s scent in the air nearby,
Michael stepped back from Doyle, feeling guilty. It was
overpowering his senses. Spinning round he threw his
arms around Christian drawing him near. Bringing their
mouths together, they tasted each other as they kissed,
before parting to find someone to fulfil their needs.
As the night wore on, their dance partners departed until
only the five chosen remained. Drinks flowed freely for their
guests before one shyly suggested they retire back to his
place for some nightcaps.
It was obvious to Michael that Christian wasn’t happy his
intended partner was once again Rhys. For some reason,
this pissed Michael off. Didn’t Christian trust him?
Michael laughed it off by saying he had been told not to
pick up any more strange men and Rhys was in fact no
stranger. Even though Rhys held firmly onto his hand,
Michael couldn’t help but lean in and invade Christian’s
mouth.
Somehow Rhys reacted strongly to Michael kissing
Christian; Rhys’s scent showed he was jealous but it also it
turned him on, which made Michael al the more thirstier for
him. Panting, he brought his lips to whisper into Christian’s
ear, “You are mine, and don’t you forget who you belong to.”
§ § § §
The scream Sebastian let loose could be heard
throughout the entire estate. The time had come to punish
Michael. He didn’t care if the Eldren had forbidden it. Once
again Michael had bonded the family together, making
them stronger. Sebastian’s rage knew no bounds. If
Michael was so happy building his new family then he
would take the old family.
Sebastian concentrated as he formed and sent the
energy toward its destination. He had sent Michael’s
human family a nice present; it would warm them al nicely.
This would teach him for ruining al his plans. Michael just
didn’t know what the hel he had unleashed by crossing
Sebastian but it was time he found out.
§ § § §
The three other family members parted ways after the
impromptu nightcap party. Michael knew Charm had greatly
enjoyed the intoxication of it al and was happy when they
had agreed to hunt together again.
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