They moved slowly towards the bed, Silas leading them. Chester undid his shirt, pushing the buttons through the holes until it hung from his shoulders before standing back and breaking the kiss. He ran his hands over Silas' chest feeling the hair tickle his palms. Damn, Silas was covered, very different from his virtually hairless chest.
Chester pulled his T-shirt off and dropped it to the floor. Silas' fingertips trailed over his chest and down his abs. Chester could see and feel the slight tremor in them.
He kissed Silas' neck, feeling the artery pulse under the skin, and had to fight back the urge to sink his fangs into him, to taste him. Patience, he told himself. Soon, it will happen soon.
"Are we really going to do this?" Silas asked, leaning forward and licking Chester's nipple.
"What do you think?"
"Oh, little head is doing all the thinking right now."
Chester burst out laughing. "Little head?"
Silas shrugged. "I want to fuck you, Chester, anyway I can."
Chester groaned and grabbed the back of Silas' neck, pulling him closer. "You can," he whispered across Silas' lips.
They both moaned as they kissed again, and Chester closed the distance between them, feeling Silas' hot skin on his own. Silas moved them over to the bed, and Chester let Silas push him down on it.
He stared up at him as Silas slowly stripped, tantalizing Chester with every inch of creamy flesh he revealed. And the hair, god, was the man hairy. Chester loved the idea of feeling it rub all over his skin, of running his fingers through it and feeling it on his face when he licked and bit Silas' body.
Naked, Silas stood in front of him, letting Chester's eyes search his body. Chester sat up and kissed Silas' abs, running his cheeks over the hair, like he'd wanted to when he first saw it.
Silas' fingers gripped Chester's head, pushing his face into his abs. "Chester," he moaned as Chester licked his skin.
Silas stepped back, pushing Chester flat on the bed and kneeled between his legs and unlaced Chester’s boots, pulling them off along with his socks.
Chester watched him, enjoying the way Silas' muscles moved as he stripped him. When he reached the button of his jeans, Chester bit his lip and lifted his hips to let Silas pull his jeans and briefs down and off his long legs.
Now Chester was naked too, and they looked at each other, eyes roaming each other's bodies.
"Chester," Silas whispered, his hand reaching out and gliding over his chest.
"Come here," Chester murmured, reaching a hand out to Silas.
Silas took it and let Chester pull him down on top of him. Chester lifted his legs over Silas' hips, locking his ankles together and closed his eyes as Silas' tongue traced his lips. He arched up, feeling their hard dicks sliding against each other.
"Chester," Silas muttered again, kissing him again and again, tongue pushing into Chester's mouth to tangle with his tongue.
Both moaned, and Chester tightened his legs around Silas. Silas ground their hips together as they kissed, the move slow as his hips swiveled around before pushing down and circling again.
They continued to kiss, hands gliding over their sweat-dampened skin, hips arching and grinding.
Even though Chester wanted nothing more than to feel Silas sink his dick into his ass, he loved the slow, gentle touches, their hands sliding over each other's bodies, worshiping each other. They would get there eventually. They both wanted it.
The kiss deepened, and Chester grabbed Silas' hips and rolled them over. Now on top, he leaned up and stared down at his soon to be bonded mate.
Silas’ skin was flushed, pupils dilated, the green virtually gone, as he panted, his chest visibly moving with each breath he took. Chester had never seen a more perfect man.
"Are you going to stare at me all day, Chester?"
"No, I'm going to suck your dick and then you are going to fuck me."
Silas inhaled sharply. "Suck my dick, Chester."
Chester grinned and dropped down, pushing his tongue into Silas's mouth and grinding his hips on Silas. Silas arched up and groaned harshly, sucking on Chester's tongue, making him shiver.
He moved away from Silas' mouth, kissing along his jaw and down his neck, pausing over his rapidly beating artery and licking along it before sucking up a mark. "Mine," he muttered.
He felt Silas' chuckle and smiled in response. Moving further down, he closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, breathing in Silas’ scent. Fuck, Silas smelt good. Really good. Like Chester could lie in it and soak in his scent.
He moved over his chest and rubbed his face in all the hair. Man, Silas was really hairy, and Chester loved it. He turned his head, licking over Silas' nipple. Blowing across it, he watched it harden, the nub pebbling. He flicked it with his tongue and groaned when Silas' fingers gripped his hair.
He sucked it into his mouth, his tongue running over it, his teeth teasing the nub.
"Fuck, yeah, Chester. Just like that."
Chester continued to tease the nub, lashing it with his tongue. The hard flicks caused Silas' fingers to tighten further, pulling on the strands.
Chester moved to the other one, biting the nub, and Silas jerked beneath him, groaning loudly.
"Harder, Chester."
Chester grinned, letting his fangs drop. "Watch." When Silas glanced down at him, his eyes widened at the sight of Chester's fangs. He scraped Silas' nipple with them, watching goosebumps appear on the skin and then nicked the skin.
Blood bubbled to the surface, and Silas panted. Chester licked the blood then moved down scraping his fangs over the skin, nicking it in some places and sucking the blood that welled up to the surface.
Silas moaned every time, and the sound encouraged Chester to continue. It seemed Silas like Chester biting him.
He continued to do just that as he moved down Silas' chest and abs, licking and sucking and scraping his fangs over him.
Silas' body jerked, shuddering and shivering with every touch. Soon his body was covered in red marks, and Chester loved seeing his stamp of ownership on him.
Sweat covered their bodies and Chester moved up Silas once more until he leaned over him. "Mine," he muttered, kissing him deeply and letting their tongues twist together.
Chester pushed his hand between them, sliding it down Silas' body until he reached his dick. His thumb smeared the copious amounts of precome that oozed from it over the head and his fingers and gripped the hard shaft, stroking it slowly.
Silas shivered beneath him, muttering, "Harder, Chester."
"Slow and soft, Silas. I'm in charge for now. Let me enjoy you." He scraped his fangs over Silas' neck, and Silas cried out, his body shuddering.
"Fuck, Chester."
"You like being bitten, don’t you? Just wait until I do it when we're fucking."
Chester didn't wait for a response but dropped down and licked up the side of Silas' shaft. He kissed the head then sucked it in, moaning when Silas' taste burst over his tongue.
He sucked more into his mouth until his nose hit Silas' pubes, humming softly as he pulled up slowly, keeping the seal tight.
He glanced up at Silas, seeing his head arched back, and knew he would do it. He tilted his head slightly and ran a fang down Silas' dick, waiting until he was halfway up, before sinking them into the vein that ran along the side.
Blood flowed into his mouth, and a second later, Silas came, just like Chester knew he would. He swallowed, moaning at the taste of his mate as more come shot into his mouth. He loved Silas’ taste, and he wanted more.
Chapter Eight
The second he felt Chester's fangs pierce his dick, he knew he'd come. The small bite of pain morphed into such intense pleasure that he arched back, crying out. His hips shuddered, come pulsing from him into Chester's warm, wet mouth.
He panted harshly, the sound echoing around his bedroom, and eventually, he dropped back on the bed, his limbs languid, lying where they fell.
Chester grunted above him, and he opened his eyes, watchi
ng as Chester pumped his dick in hard strokes. He groaned when Chester did and watched ropes of come shoot out and cover his abs. Chester was marking him in more ways than one.
Blood and come.
Chester dropped on the bed next to him, his hand smearing his come over Silas' abs.
"I'm going to need a shower."
"After you've fucked me, then we can shower together."
"I'm not twenty anymore, Chester."
"Neither am I, but"—Chester grabbed Silas' hard dick—"this wants more."
Silas grinned. "Looks like you're good for my libido."
Chester grinned back, kissing him hard. "Ready to pound my ass?"
"Damn, you say the sweetest things."
Chester burst out laughing. "I've waited a long time for you, Silas. I'll take you any way you want."
Silas reached up and palmed Chester's cheek. "It's not going to be easy."
Shrugging, Chester kissed him again. "Life isn't, but no matter what happens, I'm here."
Silas pushed Chester back and rolled on top of him. Sitting on top of him, he traced the scar on Chester's shoulder. "Afghanistan," Chester said.
He let his fingers move to the pink scar on his chest. "You almost died."
"You saved me."
"So close..." To his heart. So close to losing him and Silas would never have known what they might have had.
"But you saved me, Silas. I'm here because of you."
Silas kissed him, letting their tongues roll together. He lay down on top of him, Chester spread his legs, and they moaned as their dicks touched. So hard and smooth, rubbing together.
He moved down, kissing the scar on Chester's chest, feeling his hands on his shoulders pushing him further.
Chuckling, Silas went and was soon leaning over Chester's dick. He let the tip of his tongue trace over the slit then down the shaft.
"Tease," Chester grunted above him.
When Silas reached his balls, he sucked one into his mouth, moving his tongue all over the wrinkled skin. Hollowing his cheeks as he sucked on Chester’s ball, he hummed, enjoying the taste. Chester’s hips moved and Silas held them down, controlling Chester’s movements.
Silas let Chester’s ball slip free from his mouth and moved to the other one, using his lips and tongue to suck and pull the skin. He pushed Chester's legs wide and then lifted his balls up so he could lick further down but stopped just short of his hole.
"Fucking tease, Silas."
Silas licked back on up, pushing Chester's nuts together and opened his mouth wide to suck them both in together.
Chester's hips bucked again. "Fuck, Silas."
He sucked them as his thumb rubbed up and down Chester's perineum. Every time he did it he could see Chester's dick bob on the air.
Keeping his thumb there, he let Chester's nuts fall free and moved up, sucking the now wet, purple head into his mouth. He closed his eyes, groaning when he tasted Chester's precome, and swirled his tongue around the head and down his slit.
Chester cried out, jerking in response as Silas worked his tongue over and into his slit. Chester's body shuddered, and Silas moved up so he was over Chester's dick and opened wide, letting more of his shaft in his mouth.
It had been years since he’d deep throated a man and he couldn't take as much as he wanted, but he hummed around the hard flesh in his mouth, hearing Chester groan loudly above him.
Reaching over, he grabbed the lube, and when he went for a condom, Chester said, "We don't need them."
Silas pulled off Chester's dick. "I don't have unprotected sex, and I know the whole vampire/disease thing."
"We're mates, Silas. We don't need them."
"Chester-"
"Silas. Would I ever endanger you?"
Silas leaned over and kissed him. "No, you wouldn't."
Leaving the condom, Silas opened the lube and poured some on his fingers. Chester spread his legs, and Silas paused to stare.
"Damn, Chester."
He moved forward running his fingers over Chester's hole. It had been years since he'd had sex with a man and now this time was with his mate.
He lay down between Chester's legs, seeing his hole pulse. He leaned forward and licked it, moaning at the taste. Strong, musky, all man, all Chester.
He licked again, the tip running around the wrinkled skin. He wanted to take his time and enjoy this, make sure Chester was mad with lust.
Leaning closer still, he ran the flat of his tongue over the hole several times then up the perineum and back down again. He licked and sucked and bit, marking Chester, making him his. He loved rimming and could spend hours doing it, driving his partner insane.
He used the tip to tease, running it over the hole and along the edge. He used the flat to lick and lather and his lips to kiss and suck. He constantly moved, never staying in one spot, teasing Chester and pushing him higher.
Chester constantly moved, his body unable to stay still under the onslaught. Silas ran his hand along Chester's abs feeling how damp they were.
He moved his hand down and pumped Chester's dick, using his fingers to smear the copious amounts of precome over the head.
When he knew Chester was relaxed, he slipped his tongue in and fucked him with it before pushing a finger in, twisting it until he hit Chester's prostate.
Chester arched up of the bed. "Fuck!"
Silas grinned and continued to fuck him with his tongue whilst pushing in a second finger, using both to rub his gland repeatedly.
Chester's limbs twitched, his dick leaking, and his hole was clenching around his tongue and fingers.
When he pushed another finger in, Silas removed his tongue and watched Chester's hole clench and relax as his fingers fucked him.
The lube and saliva helped them glide in and out of Chester's ass smoothly, and Silas knew he'd be spending a lot of time rimming and finger fucking Chester. His ass was made for this.
"Please," Chester begged.
Silas pulled his fingers free and quickly lubed up his rock-hard cock, then moved over Chester. He stared at his hole, and ran the head of his dick over it, pushing in a little then pulling out.
Chester moaned above him. "Come on, Silas. Stop teasing me."
Silas grinned up at him and pushed in, not stopping until his balls slapped Chester's ass.
Chester's eyes squeezed shut, and he clenched around Silas' dick.
Silas stayed above him, his arms shaking from the effort to remain still when all he wanted to do was fuck his vampire.
When he eventually felt Chester relax, he pulled out and slammed back in.
"Fuck, like that."
Silas grinned again, lowering down until he lay on top of Chester. "Legs around me, Chester."
When Chester's legs gripped his waist, Silas kissed him hard, thrusting his tongue into Chester's mouth. He moved his hips and let go, pummeling Chester's ass.
They both moaned, and Silas grunted with every thrust into Chester's willing hole.
"Hard, Silas. Fuck me hard. I want to feel it."
Silas groaned, pushing back and kneeling between Chester's legs. He grabbed them and lifted them over his shoulders, pulling Chester's hips off the bed. He dropped back down over Chester, folding him virtually in half and fucked him hard and fast, pounding into him.
Sweat dripped from his hair and face, dropping down onto Chester as Silas stared into his glowing red eyes, seeing his fangs.
He licked across them, hearing Chester groan. They both panted, the air heavy with the sounds of their flesh slapping together, their grunts and moans.
Chester's hands squeezed his shoulders, arching up into every thrust, giving as much as he got.
When he knew he was close, Silas pushed Chester's legs off his shoulders and bent his head.
"Do it. Now."
He cried out when Chester's fangs pierced his skin then shuddered, losing control of his hips when he came. Every shot of come that left him caused his body to jerk, and he felt Chester tighten around his dic
k when he too came.
He lay on top of Chester, feeling the pulls on his neck, and closed his eyes as his body cooled. His heart raced in his chest and he panted harshly, but through everything happening with his body, he felt the connection.
Chester's emotions flowed over and through him as he hummed softly. He could feel Chester's satisfaction at finally bonding with him, the after-effects of an intense orgasm, and the wave of tiredness that swept through him. He also felt the overwhelming love Chester had for him.
When Chester pulled free and licked his neck, Silas leaned back, staring down at the vampire who was now the other half of him.
He ran his hand over Chester's bald head and simply looked at him.
Hey.
Silas grinned, hearing Chester's voice in his mind.
"Hey," he whispered.
Chester smiled back. "I've always wanted this. Since the time I knew what mates were, I wanted one, and now I have you..."
Chester's eyes glazed when they filled with tears, and Silas bent down kissing them when they fell.
"Shh. Don't. We have years to get to know each other and piss each other off."
Chester snorted. "I'm pretty sure we'll piss each other off at some point."
Silas gently pulled free and grabbed some wipes and cleaned Chester, but he had to admit, watching his come slip out of Chester's hole made him feel possessive as hell.
Unable to stop, he leaned forward and licked across Chester's abused red hole, groaning at their combined taste.
"Fuck, Silas."
Silas continued to rim him, cleaning him, and slid a finger in, licking around it.
"Another," Chester muttered.
"How many can you take?"
"All of it. Your whole hand."
Silas looked up at him, his eyes widening in shock. "What?"
"Handcuff me to the bed, Sheriff, and fist my ass." Chester's eyes glowed, and Silas was riveted by the sight. Chester loved this.
Swallowing hard, he asked, "What do I need to do?"
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