Dakota (The Sevion Brotherhood)

by Vicktor Alexander

  Nimo stepped closer to see what it said and gasped when he realized it was his name. He reached out a hand to trace it, his hand trembling slightly, as he looked up into Dakota’s hazel eyes, shaking his head. “Did I say that out loud?” he said instead of asking Dakota about the broach.

  “No, you were thinking it, which means your guard was down enough for you to send it to me, which makes me happy. You have no idea.” Dakota smiled. “Also, I had the broach made the day after I met you.”

  Nimo returned the smile and traced his name, Nishon, on Dakota’s chest. “It’s like you’re declaring to the world that you belong to me,” he said softly.

  “I am,” Dakota said. “Or did I not make that clear earlier today?”

  Nimo chuckled as he thought about what had happened earlier that day. After Dakota had walked Ansell to his car, he’d come back with a few club sandwiches, bags of chips, and cans of soda for an impromptu lunch to share with Nimo. If Nimo’s classroom hadn’t been empty and not scheduled to be used for three hours they could have gotten into some serious trouble for what had happened…

  § § §

  “Well, Ansell got to his car safely,” Dakota said as he stepped back into Nimo’s classroom. Nimo looked up and smiled.

  “That’s good. Thank you for doing that. I know that it must have been uncomfortable for you. Especially with him trying to melt you and everything,” Nimo said.

  Dakota chuckled. “He wasn’t trying to melt me. He was trying to kill me slowly.”

  Nimo shook his head. “I like melt better, because if I think kill then I’m going to end up failing him out of spite.”

  Dakota grinned and walked over with the sandwiches, chips and sodas he held in his hands. He placed them all on Nimo’s desk and walked around to wrap his arms around Nimo’s shoulders. “You are adorable,” he murmured.

  “Children are adorable. I’m a man,” Nimo said petulantly.

  Dakota nodded with a mock serious look on his face which made Nimo laugh. “Yes, you are.”

  Nimo stuck out his tongue at his mate and lifted his arms to wrap them around Dakota’s neck. “We should really get out of here and go have lunch in my office.”

  Dakota looked around. “Oh, okay. Is there another class coming in here soon?” He made a move to release Nimo.

  “No,” Nimo answered and went to drop his arms, only to freeze when Dakota tightened his arms. He looked up into Dakota’s eyes and realized that his mate wanted more of an explanation. “There’s no other class scheduled for three hours. Actually the whole Gen. Ed building almost shuts down for about three hours. Most of the teachers have their office hours now. This is when we work on papers, make calls, have lunch, department meetings, stuff like that and the students take their elective classes in other buildings. So this classroom, my classroom, sits empty for three hours until I come back to teach my next class.”

  Dakota nodded and slid his hands down Nimo’s back to grab Nimo’s ass. Nimo’s eyes widened and he glanced over his shoulder to assure himself of what Dakota was doing. When he saw the older man palming the globes of his ass, he turned to look back at him in surprise.

  “Dakota? What are you doing?” he asked.

  “What does it look like I’m doing?” Dakota retorted. “I’m seducing you.” He smirked. “You said no one’s going to be here for three hours. We can totally fulfill one of my fantasies, having sex with a professor in his classroom on his desk in the middle of the day, and then have lunch, all before you have to be back in here for your next class.”

  Nimo opened his mouth to refute his mate’s words but then he realized that what Dakota had said was true and dammit, it sounded hot as hell.

  “Lock the doors,” he told his vampire mate and before he’d finished the directive, he felt wind against his face as Dakota rushed around the room and locked the four doors that led into the auditorium classroom. Then Dakota was standing before Nimo again with a wolfish grin on his face, his fangs flashing in the light and Nimo felt his cock grow painfully hard almost immediately. He never would have thought he’d be turned on by the sight of fangs, but apparently he was. Or perhaps it was just Dakota’s fangs that did it for him.

  “Are you just going to stand there staring at me or are you going to get naked?” Dakota asked him as the left side of his lips tilted upwards slightly into a smirk.

  Nimo shrugged. “I don’t know. Standing here staring at you is almost as good as getting naked.”

  Dakota stepped closer to Nimo and jerked him tight to his wide chest, taking his lips in a possessive kiss. Nimo moaned, burying his hands in Dakota’s thick, black hair. He got lost in the taste of his mate, their tongues dueling, swirling around each other back and forth in each other’s mouths. Nimo’s eyes slid closed and he lifted up on his toes, grinding his hard erection against Dakota’s. There were way too many clothes between them and Nimo growled in frustration. He jerked his head away from Dakota and began to unbutton his shirt quickly, placing kisses on Dakota’s chin and neck as he did so.

  Dakota chuckled. “You seem in a bit of a rush.”

  Nimo lifted his eyes and narrowed his gaze at Dakota. “Less talky, more nakey,” he commanded.

  Dakota saluted and began to help Nimo undress as well. Getting undressed took a lot longer than it should have under normal circumstances because Nimo was unable to keep stopping every few seconds to kiss Dakota’s exposed skin. He kissed his pectorals. Licked his nipples and nibbled them when they grew into pebbled nubs. When Dakota had his shirt pulled off, Nimo traced his tongue down the middle of Dakota’s abs, delighting in the shiver that raced through his mate’s body. He licked his lips as he waited for Dakota to push down his pants, his own clothes forgotten.

  Dakota paused, his hands resting on the waistband of his jeans as he smiled down at Nimo.

  “Aren’t you going to get undressed?” he asked.

  Nimo nodded. “As soon as I suck your cock,” he stated quite firmly.

  Dakota groaned. “Oh really?”

  Nimo smiled. “Hurry up, fang boy. I want my lips stretched by that log you call a dick.”

  Dakota hurriedly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, pushing them down his hips. Nimo’s eyebrows lifted and he chuckled as he looked up at his quasi-sophisticated mate.

  “No underwear today, doctor?” he teased.

  Dakota blushed. “I have to admit that I was hopeful our lunch would either begin or end this way.”

  Nimo leaned forward to lick lightly at the tip of Dakota’s bobbing erection. Dakota hissed and Nimo felt powerful. It was a heady feeling, knowing that he was the one who was making the big, bad, powerful, vampire shake and whimper the way Dakota was. Nimo reveled in it and as he leaned forward and swallowed more of Dakota’s cock, he reached up to hold onto Dakota’s hips, feeling the shiver that raced through Dakota’s form. He moaned, knowing the vibrations would amp up Dakota’s passion and if the low growl Dakota emitted was anything to go by then he was extremely successful.

  Dakota’s hands sank into Nimo’s hair and Nimo groaned as his mate’s fingers clenched on the strands, giving them a light tug as he swallowed around Dakota’s shaft, the head at the back of his throat.

  “Oh fuck,” Dakota moaned. Nimo bobbed his head up and down Dakota’s erection, the taste of Dakota’s pre-cum bathing his taste buds and making his own lust ramp up as his cock thickened and released fluids in his boxer briefs. Nimo’s head jerked back as Dakota pulled on his hair and he opened his eyes to look up at his mate.

  “When I come it’s going to be in your ass, with you screaming my fucking name,” Dakota promised in a harsh voice. Nimo swallowed at the lust he could see burning in the golden flecks in his mate’s hazel eyes and nodded his head.

  Dakota slid his hands beneath Nimo’s armpits and lifted him to his full height. He divested Nimo of his clothes quickly, laying them over the back of Nimo’s chair before he turned back to grin at Nimo. Nimo had the sudden urge to cover his genitals, though he didn’t und
erstand it. Knowing it was foolish, he did the exact opposite and barreled right into Dakota, lifting his hands into his mate’s hair and pulling his head down for a bruising kiss. He bit and licked at Dakota’s lips and hissed when he nicked his tongue on the tip of one of Dakota’s fangs.

  Nimo shivered when Dakota sucked his tongue deep into his mouth and moaned as he felt Dakota’s large hands on the globes of his ass cheeks, squeezing and separating them, one finger sliding between them to rub the crease and circle the brown hole that lay hidden between them. He let out a grunt as he felt the back of his legs collide with his desk and realized that Dakota had been backing him up to the desk the entire time. He was lowered onto the surface and Nimo lay back, basking in the feel of Dakota’s weight on top of him, before the man trailed kisses down over his torso.

  Dakota left wet kisses over the skin of Nimo’s sternum, licking and nibbling Nimo’s nipples as he made his way down to Nimo’s groin. Dakota licked Nimo’s shaft up and down like a lollipop for a few moments before he moved down to suck Nimo’s balls into his mouth. Nimo’s head fell back as bliss filled him. He felt lightheaded and his mouth fell open with a silent scream. He wanted to yell out and let the world know how amazing Dakota’s mouth felt in that moment but he knew that would get them into trouble, so instead he panted out Dakota’s name. When Dakota traced his tongue down past Nimo’s perineum to his asshole, Nimo grabbed his knees and pulled them back to expose himself more for Dakota’s perusal.

  Dakota growled and that made Nimo shiver. He moaned loudly when Dakota leaned forward and buried his face into the crease of his ass, licking and sticking his tongue deep within Nimo’s hole like a starving man being given a meal. Nimo jumped slightly when Dakota’s hand appeared out of nowhere and his fingers tapped against Nimo’s lips and then he realized that Dakota was telling him to suck the digits. Knowing that not only did he need to do it so that Dakota could stretch him, but so that he could keep quiet, Nimo opened his mouth and sucked them in happily. He lifted and lowered his hips as Dakota thrust his tongue in and out of Nimo’s ass. Nimo was floating on a cloud of desire as he licked up and down Dakota’s wide, blunt fingers, sucking them deep into his mouth.

  Dakota pulled his fingers from Nimo’s mouth and lifted his mouth from between Nimo’s legs. He slid one spit-slicked finger into Nimo’s wet hole while he sucked Nimo’s nipple into his mouth. Nimo thrashed and whimpered on top of his desk, his hands still clenched around his knees. He started to shake as he felt his orgasm fast approaching and he opened his eyes and stared straight at his mate.

  “D-D-Dakota. Now. P-please. Now,” he begged.

  Dakota shook his head and released Nimo’s nipple, even as he pressed in a second finger. Nimo’s back arched at the slight burn as his hole was stretched. “You’re not ready.”

  Nimo nodded and released his legs, letting his feet fall on top of his desk as he began to fuck himself on Dakota’s fingers. “D-don’t c-care,” he stammered. “N-now.”

  Dakota began pounding his two fingers harder and harder in and out of Nimo’s channel and Nimo saw stars as Dakota began pegging his prostate with each plunge, he groaned when Dakota pushed in a third finger, before pulling them out and scrambling for his pants.

  “W-what are you doing? Get back here!” Nimo demanded, shaking.

  “I just remembered that I brought lube!” Dakota said excitedly.

  Nimo groaned in frustration and fell back onto the desk. He moaned seconds later when Dakota’s now slick fingers slid easily within his body and began tapping against his prostate repeatedly. In and out, harder and harder, until Nimo was a drooling mass of flesh on top of his desk, begging, pleading, bribing Dakota to let him come.

  “I swear to Lucifer,” Nimo said.

  Dakota paused and looked at him with amusement shining in his eyes. “Why Lucifer?”

  “God wasn’t working for you so…”

  Dakota laughed out loud and then pulled his fingers free and coated his cock with lube before he placed the head of his cock against Nimo’s hole.

  “Oh thank God.” Nimo sighed as Dakota steadily began to press forward. Nimo felt his body stretch open to welcome Dakota’s invasion within it and he relaxed his muscles. He groaned as he was filled with Dakota’s cock and he wrapped his arms around Dakota’s shoulders as his mate slowly slid deeper within him.

  “Ready?” Dakota asked him in a harsh voice. Nimo nodded. It was the only hint he got that he was going to be taken for a ride before Dakota slammed his hips against the curve of Nimo’s ass. Nimo moaned Dakota’s name and held on to his mate’s broad shoulders with all his might as the bigger man began to slam his cock in and out of Nimo’s body. Nimo could hear his desk scraping against the floor but he didn’t care. All he cared about was the delicious slide and thrust in and out of his body as Dakota fucked him. The only thing that crossed his mind was how full he felt, how sweaty he was and how much pleasure was filling his body. He clung to Dakota and tilted his hips, lifting and lowering them as he fucked himself on Dakota’s dick.

  He gasped as Dakota pulled out and flipped Nimo over onto his stomach, lifting one of his legs on the desk. Nimo was spread open and he whimpered with need until he felt Dakota ram his shaft deep into his anus. Nimo’s head tilted and his eyes widened as he gripped the edges of his desk. He slammed his hips backward as Dakota thrust forward, the sound of their skin meeting, slapping loudly against each other and echoing in the empty room.

  “Harder. Harder,” Nimo said softly and breathlessly.

  Dakota grunted but said nothing, though his thrusts grew harder, making Nimo’s teeth rattle and the desk really move across the floor.

  “Yes!” Nimo gasped out. The tingle formed at the base of his spine and he tilted his head to the side, needing Dakota’s bite, that one last thing to send him over the edge. As if it was what he’d been waiting for, Dakota struck, burying his fangs in the spot behind Nimo’s ear. Blinding, white hot pain struck Nimo’s body and turned into blissful pleasure. He sprayed the desk beneath him with his spunk as his eyes rolled up into his head. His body shook and he heard Dakota growl as his own orgasm raced through him and his seed filled Nimo’s hole, hot liquid filling Nimo’s channel as he drank Nimo’s blood.

  Long moments later, Dakota licked the puncture wounds and pulled his softened cock from Nimo’s hole, which caused Nimo to gasp and shiver, his own soft dick giving a halfhearted twitch and spurt of ejaculate. He sank forward and rocked his forehead back and forth on the desk as he tried to calm his racing heart. He looked up at his mate when Dakota tapped him on the back, grinning at him stupidly.

  “So, do you think you want to eat lunch, or should we just take a nap and then go for round two up against the whiteboard?” Dakota asked with a waggle of his eyebrows.

  Nimo laughed and pushed off his desk to face his mate.

  He ate his sandwich and chips in the car on the way home from work. Round two was much more important.

  § § §

  Nimo nodded at his mate with a smile. “No, you certainly did let everyone know that you belonged to me and that I belonged to you as well,” he said, glad that his skin color made it hard for a blush to be easily seen. He shook his head and held out his arms. “So, do I look presentable for dinner with a pair of vipers?”

  Dakota chuckled and stepped forward to take Nimo into his arms. “You look good enough to have dinner with the king.”

  Nimo stiffened, glancing up at his mate he wondered if he should let Dakota know what he’d found out or if he should just drop it. Knowing his parents, they would bring it up, and he didn’t want Dakota or his parents to feel put on the spot, so he took Dakota’s hand and led him into the living room where Decebal and Adelina stood with Zay, both of them looking amazing in their formal wear. Nimo almost felt like he should bow to them but knew that they would find his actions weird and confusing so he didn’t.

  Taking a deep breath, he just opened his mouth and told them. “I know.”

  Dakota’s
eyebrows lowered. “Know what?” he asked.

  “I know about your family history,” Nimo said. “I know because my family does. And they know because they apparently have been keeping tabs on me and when they saw that you, Dakota, were displaying an interest in me, they did some digging into your family and they found out that the Sevion family is a very prestigious one.”

  Decebal and Adelina looked at Dakota guiltily, who merely glanced between the three of them in confusion. “Nimo, what are you talking about?”