“Well, I have to go by what I’ve been told since I’ve never gone through it, but…our chemistry starts the process. Like our bodies know they belong together before our minds do. There’s no coercion going on. These pheromones don’t rewrite your feelings, they just…emphasize the attraction. The mating bond won’t actually ignite until we share blood.”
“Wait. I have to drink your blood, too?”
Wayde nodded and Alex’s nose scrunched.
Wayde chuckled. “Don’t knock it till you try it. Will you stay, Alex? Stay with me and Daphne and find out.”
“I don’t think I could leave if I tried.”
“I want you,” Wayde told him quietly. “Right now. I want to feel my cock slide into you. I want to run my hands over your body and kiss you. I want Daphne to be well, so we can take care of her, love her. Alex, I’ve been so alone—”
Alex cut him off by grabbing his head to put his mouth on his. Wayde seemed shocked at first, but a moment later he came alive with excitement and grabbed Alex’s hips to pull him close, as close as possible, their bodies fitting together like a glove.
He moaned deep in his throat as he felt Wayde’s hard cock pressing against his through the rough, heavy denim, and it made him salivate enough more. He kissed Wayde back frantically, hungrily, his hands worked their way under Wayde’s shirt to get to his skin.
“Come to bed with me?”
Wayde took his hand and together, they went into his sanctuary.
Alex was lost in the hot mouth dominating his. He’d always loved being either a top or bottom and he moaned as Wayde’s hand slid up his thigh to find and squeeze his cock though his jeans. Alex gasped as Wayde began to massage the hardness before moving to the zipper. In a few seconds, his hand was grasping Alex’s cock, but there wasn’t much room in the jeans so Wayde couldn’t do much. Alex shifted, trying to get closer to him, and groaned in frustration when the denim didn’t give way. So Wayde withdrew his hand to push the jeans down Alex’s hips.
Finally free, Alex arched his body as Wayde bent his head to take the hard cock into his mouth. He lavished the mushroom head with attention, his lips moving up and down slowly, wringing out every ounce of pleasure as Alex’s hips started to undulate.
When Wayde’s mouth freed him, Alex lay down and took off his pants. He watched as Wayde stood to strip, revealing inch by inch his heavily muscled body. Defined pecs with puckered nipples, hard like marbles, tapered down to washboard abs and narrow hips. His cock was long, straight and thick, jutting out between thighs hard enough to crack walnuts.
“You’re amazing,” Alex whispered.
Wayde lay on top of him, their bodies meshing together as if they were two halves come together in perfect unison. Wayde rubbed against him, their cocks sliding together.
“Yes,” Alex moaned. “Grind into me.”
The sharp scent of sex rose in the air as juice leaked from each of their tips, making their slide slippery.
“I want you,” Wayde murmured into his ear.
Alex felt the sharp length of Wayde’s teeth against his neck. He felt the vampire’s sharp teeth running against the skin and shivered in response. Alex stretched his neck more, baring the smooth skin.
“Drink me, Wayde. Take me.”
With a growl deep in this throat, Wayde bit down, piercing the skin. Alex immediately went up in flames as the teeth sank in, at first painful, but a second later a wave of lust so raw and powerful he was unable to do anything more than buck under Wayde’s powerful body. His cock swelled almost painfully and he knew it wouldn’t take much else for him to come. And then Wayde withdrew his fangs, leaving Alex to float in some type of subspace as Wayde flipped him over and pulled his hips up.
Cool lube splashed down his crack and Wayde slid one finger inside his rosette, opening him up. Alex felt a sharp sting but breathed through it, and then another finger pressed in. The pain subsided and he thrust his ass out a little more, wanting to feel Wayde inside him. When he withdrew Alex groaned his displeasure, but stopped when he felt Wayde pressing against his entrance.
Little by little Wayde slid in, slowly, taking his time. Alex felt the burning pain as the big cock went deeper, but in the pain there was also a pleasure that Alex had to admit he hadn’t felt in a long time. Most of the time, sex was simply sex for the sake of it. It didn’t mean a damn thing. But with Wayde everything was different. He pushed back to take him even deeper, moaning as he spread his thighs a little wider.
When he was finally seated, Wayde paused a moment and laid his forehead against Alex’s back, breathing deeply. He could feel the other man’s heart hammering and it excited him that he was able to bring this much excitement to the vampire.
And then Wayde started moving, started thrusting. Pulling out, pushing in, lightly at first, to make sure Alex was fully relaxed, then gaining in speed and intensity. Wayde placed his palms on either side of him and brought his knees up, giving him better leverage as he started to thrust heavily.
“Oh!” Alex moaned. “Fuck me, Wayde. Harder. Please, go harder!”
Wayde obliged, working his cock deeper, harder, filling him in places he hadn’t even known he had. He writhed under Wayde as his balls slapped against him with each thrust. Alex grasped his own cock, knowing there was no way he was going to last much longer.
And then Wayde bit him again. Not a little nip or love bite, but a full-on set of teeth sinking into his skin. The sharp stab of pain slicked through him, making him erupt in his hands. As he convulsed, he felt Wayde swell inside him, planting himself as deep as he could get before spasms raked him. Alex felt the hot seed coat him inside as Wayde’s hips jerked with his release.
Then Wayde let go from the bite and he collapsed. His weight was too much for Alex’s quivering body and he sagged to his side. He felt the vampire lick the tender stop at his neck, sealing the wounds, before placing a soft kiss upon the area. He shifted his body to curl and cuddle around Alex’s.
They stayed like until their breathing settled and their heart beats returned to normal as their bodies cooled. Wayde picked up one of Alex’s hands and kissed the knuckles. Everything was different now.
“Did I hurt you?”
“No. It was amazing.”
“For me, too,” Wayde admitted. “The best.”
“Really? Sex for four thousand years and this was your best?”
“Why does that seem incredulous to you? I’ve had great sex in the past, yes, but with you it’s different. Just as it will be different with Daphne.”
Alex let out a deep sigh and threw his arm over his head. “I’m just…still confused about this whole pheromones business. I don’t want it to be a love potion.”
“Love potions aren’t real.”
“I know. That’s my point.”
“What do I have to do to convince you what we have is beautiful and meaningful and meant to be?”
He pulled the vampire into his arms and kissed him on the forehead. “I don’t know. Just give me time, I suppose.”
“I can do that,” Wayde said as he snuggled into Alex’s arms.
Chapter Fourteen
They left the next night, as soon as Wayde rose and dressed. A taxi drove them to the dock where they caught a ferry to Seattle. Sea-Tac wasn’t that crowded which made boarding quick and painless. They all sat in first class with Wayde and Alex separated by the aisle. Daphne sat next to Alex.
Wayde sipped red wine while Alex and Daphne ate dinner. He watched as they talked and got to know one another better, something he had planned for them to do since they hadn’t spent as much time together. Everything had happened so fast that he’d be the first to admit their connection seemed a bit rushed. Instant love, as some would say. He’d been a personal friend to Jane Austen, so he knew all about instant love. Still, experiencing it was something different. Perhaps it wasn’t love yet, but he truly felt as if he’d been waiting for these two people his whole existence.
The question was, did they rea
lly feel the same?
When they touched down in Los Angeles, it was just past midnight. The middle of the day for him, really. He led them quickly through the huge LAX terminal and found the driver he’d arranged for holding up a sign with his name on it.
“Hello,” he greeted the driver who was dressed in a dark suit. “We need to grab our luggage.”
“Yes, Mr. Wallace,” the driver murmured.
Twenty minutes later, they were seated in the back of a limousine heading toward their hotel in Beverly Hills.
“A limo?” Alex asked.
“I have a lot of money,” Wayde told him succinctly. “I don’t travel much, obviously, but when I do, I want it in style. Expect everything to be at your beck and call during this trip.”
Even though he’d warned them, when they reached their hotel, Daphne’s mouth fell open and she seemed hesitant to enter the beautiful lobby. A Gucci store was located in the lobby and he saw her staring in awe at the display case of women’s clothes and handbags. He would buy her anything, everything, but he thought she’d look best in nothing at all.
Their luggage was taken away and they were personally escorted to their room, a huge penthouse on the top floor with a balcony overlooking Rodeo Drive. There were two bedrooms, a fully stocked kitchen, and a sunken living room with a television that dominated one wall, with all sorts of gaming equipment ready to be played.
Wayde tipped the escort generously and closed the door behind him before turning to his two loves. “Daphne, you get the room on the right. The other room is mine, since it has no windows, a secured lock, and a mini-bar full of my favorite beverage.”
“And where do I sleep?” Alex asked.
“Whichever room you’d like,” Wayde replied. “Once Daphne is better I plan for us to be together, but for now…”
He trailed off with a shrug.
“For now, I get to play multiple beds,” Alex replied dryly.
Daphne linked her arm through his. “You can stay with me any time,” she murmured.
He cupped her face and kissed her lightly on the lips. Two bright spots of color appeared on her cheeks, standing in stark contrast to the paleness of her face. When she swayed a little, he hurried over to her, but Alex had already swept his arm around her.
“Daphne?”
She waved a hand. “I’m fine,” she said. But the little color that had appeared only a moment ago had fled, leaving her listless once again. “I think I may lay down.”
“Okay,” Wayde replied. While Alex walked her into her bedroom, he rushed to grab her suitcase and followed after them.
Alex sat her on the edge of the bed and began undressing her. Wayde put her suitcase on the luggage rack and opened it. He found her nightgown and brought it over to her and Alex.
She stood, not making a murmur of protest as Alex swept off her clothing, leaving her standing in her panties and bra. Wayde couldn’t help running his finger down the old scar that dissected her chest.
“I’ve had two surgeries,” she told them. “One when I was four and one when I was sixteen. Neither worked. After the first operation, my parents couldn’t take care of me anymore so they gave me to the state. A nice woman took me in and kept me for awhile. After my health started to decline again, I was moved into a state-run hospital and once I turned eighteen, I was on my own.”
“Daphne—”
“Which is why I don’t understand what I bring to this relationship,” she said, interrupting him. “You can’t have sex with me, you don’t feed off me. I’m…an albatross.”
“Don’t say that,” Alex admonished.
“You’re my sun,” Wayde told her. He ran his hand through her golden locks. “You smell like sunshine to me and since I’ve never seen the sun, all I have to do is look at you and my world is bright.”
She smiled at that. Alex unhooked her bra and she let it fall aside. She was skinny, no doubt about it. But her breasts were perky and would fit perfectly in the palm of his hand. A second later, her nightgown floated down, covering her up.
“Sleep now,” he told her. “Rest. Tomorrow your life will change, one way or another.”
She grabbed his hand. “What is the worst thing about being a vampire?”
He blinked, surprised by her question. “Being alone,” he answered honestly. “I’ve watched many companions die. I’ve seen the rise and fall of empires. I’ve witnessed the stupid destruction of human life. All of it alone.”
“But now you have me and Alex,” she said. “And what does blood taste like for the first time?”
“I don’t know,” he said. “I’ve never been human, so I can’t equate blood to food, but it’s like having a craving and as soon as it’s on your tongue it tastes like…life.”
“If you’ve never been human, how were you born?”
“I was created in the Shade, hatched for lack of a better word, although I wasn’t in an egg or anything,” he said. “I was created from light and dark.”
She bit her lower lip. “Will it hurt if I change?”
“No,” he told her softly. “It’s not like how it is in the movies. A transformation comes through sharing blood during sex. I take from you until you’re almost drained and then you take from me what you need, and in this case, Alex will take from both of us. It will bind us together.”
“And I’ll be a vampire?”
“Yes,” he said.
“Okay,” she replied and gave him a wan smile. “Thank you for answering my questions.”
“Ask me anything,” he told her. He kissed her lightly on the lips. “For now, rest, my lovely.”
Alex also kissed her and then they helped her into bed and pulled the covers up to her chin. She closed her eyes and they retreated back to the living room.
“Beer?” Alex asked.
“Please.”
“Is alcohol the only thing you can drink?”
“Yes. I think it has something to do with the fermentation process. I don’t know, I never analyzed it too deeply.”
Alex poured him a glass and then opened a beer from himself and took a long swallow. He gave a little belch before leaving the bar area and sitting on the sofa. Wayde followed and sat next to him.
“What time is our appointment with Dr. Rennix?” Alex asked him.
“Tomorrow night at eight o’clock.”
“A sorcerer?”
Wayde chuckled. “Yes. I’ve not had much luck with sorcerers, but I’ve heard Dr. Rennix really cares about patients.”
“Why haven’t you had much luck with sorcerers?”
“My ex.”
“Ah.”
“Ended badly. He became a bit…too obsessed. He didn’t like that he couldn’t control me. Vampires aren’t susceptible to mind control.”
“That’s frowned upon by the Council.”
“Ironic since he works for them.”
“Huh? Which one?”
“Simon.”
“Really? He doesn’t seem your type.”
“And you know my type?”
Alex loomed over him and kissed him soundly on the lips with a loud smack. “I’m your type.”
Wayde grabbed him around the waist and dragged him closer. “Tonight, will you sleep with me in my bed?”
Alex silently nodded.
Wayde stood and pulled him down the hall. Once inside the bedroom, he pulled Alex into him, melding his lips against the other man’s gently, starting the kiss slowly, letting the magic build. Already his heart pounded heavily in his chest, and his hands were a little unsteady as he pulled Alex’s hips into his.
He had thought this was going to be another night of amazing sex, but Alex’s words from the night before echoed in his brain and he realized he had to prove that what was between them wasn’t just pheromones. So…he was going to let Alex take him. The thought both filled him with barely suppressed lust and trepidation all at the same time.
Hard against hard, Wayde ran a hand upward, grabbing Alex’s shirt and easing it
up his chest. Wayde’s knuckles glided over Alex’s stomach and he felt the muscles contract against the ticklish caress.
Their tongues met, danced, twining together to learn the feel and texture. Alex’s hands clutched his shoulders as if clinging to Wayde for dear life, and Wayde liked it. Holy fuck, did he ever like it.
Slowly, Wayde undressed him, first easing the shirt off and then he slid his hands inside the pants to grab Alex’s ass. He pulled Alex more firmly into him, into his groin, moaning as he felt Alex’s hardness against his own.
Wild need surged through him, and for a second he was tempted to rip off all clothing, his and Alex’s, turn him around and sink his cock deep inside the Fae. The image was so sharp and clear in his mind that lust temporarily blinded him. He grabbed at his own clothing, yanking and tugging, until he was naked. But as his hand settled on Alex’s arm to spin him, reasoning slammed back into him. It cooled the frantic fervor enough for him to get a handle on his basic instinct.
“Alex, I want you to take me tonight,” he said.
“Okay,” the other man murmured.
“Come on,” he murmured and turned to get onto the bed. He held out his hand and grasped Alex’s as he joined him. Their lips met again, softly, silkily. Their arms and legs came together, meshing, wrapping around one another. Wayde moaned again at the incredible feel of Alex’s lithe body straining against his own and Alex answered back the same.
Their breathing constricted and though Wayde was in heaven, he wanted more. He craved more. So he broke the kiss and turned his body until he was staring at Alex’s hard cock. The blood-engorged member stood proud from a dusting of dark curls. It took his breath away as it curved beautifully up his stomach. It twitched as if knowing that it was being admired, bobbing slightly above a full sack. Wayde couldn’t help himself, he licked the sack, feeling each individual ball, weighing and playing with them as he palmed Alex’s dick. He ran a finger over the top, catching the moisture leaking from tip and using it to coat the head. He rubbed it over and over, back and forth as his mouth kissed the hot skin at the base of the shaft, then moved up, taking his sweet time to enjoy it.
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