Raph then got lost in thought aloud. “I was in and out of Haven’s first few years of life.” He puffed out a breath. “Othiah had been a virgin, and after the rape he went on a sex binge. Then he got attacked again and he turned his life around.
“Othiah stopped everything to focus on his son. That was until Haven went through puberty and ended up looking like Dominic’s mini-me. Othiah has never been good at expressing his true emotions, so the dumbass erected a wall between them. For the longest time he made Haven call him by his name instead of father.”
“Do Haven know?”
Raph snapped himself into focusing on Kiz, who was laid out naked before him looking like a lamb Raph wanted to devour. He smiled and shook his head at the gorgeous, lengthy male. “No. He knows nothing about it. He believes he was adopted shortly after his birth on the black market. Othiah is a drama king. He had to spin the biggest cockamamie story he could. I tried to tell him to go with a simple I found him in a ditch story. But no, he had to add rogue witches and seedy transactions.”
Eyes traveling over Kiz again, Raph had to lean in and touch. Hands feathering over Kiz’s stomach, he hummed in appreciation at how soft and warm Kiz was.
“Mm,” Kiz moaned aloud as he thought, I not know half what you say, mate, but you voice make me happy. Even you yell, I hot inside.
Raph couldn’t help his smile. “Damn. You are one sexy fuck.”
Raph felt Kiz’s stomach muscles tighten for a second before the Tibutanian muscled both of them to their feet, picking up Raph, and ran across the room to slam him up against the wall.
Having his breath knocked out of him, Raph looked up and found Kiz’s eyes were dilated. They rolled slightly back in his head as he smashed Raph into the wall with his body.
Not liking that Kiz looked down at him, Raph wrapped one of his arms around Kiz’s neck, yanking his head down. Angling the bigger man’s head, he leaned in, about to take a bite—
Realizing his plan a second before he acted, he managed to stop himself. Snapping his teeth in Kiz’s face instead, he unhinged his jaw unintentionally as he felt his incisors elongate for the first time in his life.
What the—?
Kiz’s groan snapped him from his shock. Watching Kiz open his mouth in the same way Raph’s had, his eyes locked onto a tiny set of fangs Kiz sported, too. Raph couldn’t hold back his smile. “So sexy,” he breathed.
“Nngh!” Kiz cried in reply, placing his hands on Raph’s thighs. Feeling nails dig into his skin, Raph was unsuccessful at holding back his snarl of excitement. He pushed into the stinging sensation as he skated his free hand tortuously slow up Kiz’s expansive back.
When Kiz began to fight him for control, Raph slid to the ground, dragging Kiz with him. Elbows and knees thudding on wood, Raph had to use his strength to pin Kiz’s flailing hands by the wrists flat against the floor, positioning himself so he straddled Kiz’s slim chest.
Letting go of one of Kiz’s arms, he reached down to grab his shaft and began tapping the head against Kiz’s cheek. Raph’s insides clenched with anticipation when Kiz turned his head, trying to take Raph into his mouth. After several agonizing seconds, Kiz barked, “I wanna suck cock!”
Raph smirked. “Whose cock?”
He had to bite back his grin of pleasure when Kiz cried out, “Yous cock!”
Raph slowly began to paint Kiz’s willing lips with his precum. Seeming hesitant, Kiz’s tongue flicked out to lick the underside of Raph’s prick. Groaning at the slick heat, Raph said, “Don’t move your arms.”
Kiz nodded in understanding, but his eyes held an air of defiance. The gleam made Raph hesitate as he watched Kiz turn his head sideways, placing an openmouthed kiss to Raph’s testicles.
Letting go of Kiz’s wrists, Raph leaned forward, placing his palms beside Kiz’s head while the other reached down to grip his shaft. He gently swiped the tip against Kiz’s lips.
He watched the beautiful male open his mouth, mesmerized as Kiz’s tongue darted out to lap at the crown of Raph’s masculine length. Kiz gently suckled Raph in his mouth. Letting Kiz command the show for a time, he snarled as his control slowly began to waver. He wanted to dominate Kiz. To bring him to the height of carnal desire and pure ecstasy Raph was feeling at his lover’s ministrations.
He thrust his hips madly, feeling his incisors bite into his lip at hearing Kiz choke slightly. Pumping quicker, he let his head roll back, sure to let his fang slice into his lip to keep from doing something he might regret.
Tasting his own blood, he growled, wanting to shout because he knew it wasn’t the blood he wanted to sample. Gums itching, he plunged his manhood further into Kiz’s inviting mouth. He groaned in approval when Kiz hummed and applied more suction, trying to suck Raph down past his gag reflex.
Hand going to the top of Kiz’s head, Raph grabbed Kiz’s raven-black hair and pulled on it like the reins to a horse, angling for a better angle.
Driving his hard-as-steel cock harsher, he viewed Kiz who moaned unabashedly with his eyes closed. He looked thrilled at what Raph was doing.
Fucking Kiz’s face as far as his dick could go without hurting his partner, he felt himself begin to expand, signaling his approaching orgasm.
“Damn, Kiz,” he moaned, snapping his hips harder. “You’re gonna make me come.”
At that moment, Kiz opened his eyes and let his orange gaze wander up and lock with Raph’s. Seeing the unbridled expression, Raph knew Kiz was ready.
Manifesting a bottle of lube into his hand, Kiz stared back at him, looking so ravenous Raph felt like howling.
Slinking down to kneel between Kiz’s open thighs, he seized one of Kiz’s mile-long legs at the back of the knee and pushed it to Kiz’s chest. Getting a good view of Kiz’s hot, round ass, he fought the urge to smack it.
Licking his lips, he popped the lid of the lube before drizzling the cold goop down Kiz’s crease. The other-worlder moaned as they locked eyes, silently begging Raph for more.
“It’s coming, viscer,” he promised.
My viscer, he thought to himself.
His heart. His soul. His reason for living. Raphael chose Kiz. He wanted Kiz. And I want him now.
Kiz groaned long and loud as Raph worked his fingers up and down, sure to coat the entire outer surface.
Then with more excitement than he had ever felt, he stuck his middle finger into Kiz just up to the first knuckle.
When Kiz gasped in shock, Raph looked back up to the Kiz’s face. Raph’s body jerked when he found Kiz, whose hair had matched Raph’s ebony just a moment ago, was now a platinum blond.
Huh?
Chapter Nine
Kiz panted, his insides pinging. When his mate pulled away, Kiz shrieked in fear. Was he not anatomically like Raphael? I knew it!
“What the fuck?”
At hearing his mate curse, Kiz looked worriedly at Raphael. “Is I wrong?”
Raphael stared at him, looking completely befuddled. “Your hair, it j—”
When he cut off, Kiz reach up to his head. “Oh, no!” Horrified, he vaulted to his feet. Rushing to a mirror, he couldn’t believe what he saw. He grabbed a hank of hair and pulled it up in front of his eyes. “I not think it real!”
“What happened?” Raphael said, running over. “Did I hurt you?”
Seeing his mate’s worried reflection in the looking glass, Kiz’s attention flipped from his now stark white hair to his mate’s bobbing cock, just out of arm’s reach. Gulping at seeing it bounce, Kiz preened as Raph started forward, till all the Fallen Archangel did was touch Kiz’s shoulder with his warm palm.
Kiz stared at Raph sideways with a smile when he noticed Raphael’s eyes had turned from their normal violet to a shocking red. Kiz had been stunned when he saw them do it earlier, but now he figured they must glow when Raph was extremely aroused. In his head he made a high pitched keeeee! in excitement. No one had ever looked at him like that.
Turning to his mate, he reached out boldly to grab Raphael�
��s erection. Kiz was pleased that his viscer was still hard even though his hair had changed color. “I hope…you no find my hair ugly. It now stuck this way.” When Raphael didn’t answer immediately, he added, “If you think it uggy, I dye it.”
A slow grin spread across Raphael’s face. Body humming, he thrust up into Kiz’s hand. “Please don’t dye it. It doesn’t bother me at all. In fact, I think it is sexy as hell. But why did it…?”
Sighing, Kiz told him, “It like, um, a curse on my planet. On Tibu, males who are, um, touched, uh—” He felt his cheeks burn. “—touched inside by other, our hair ‘comes white.” He bowed his head. “To show others people what we’s done.”
“What if you’d been taken against your will?”
Seeing a frown crease Raphael’s face, Kiz shrugged. “Them still be put to death.”
Wanting desperately to change the subject, Kiz turned and shoved his ass up against Raphael. Flipping his hair over his shoulder, he smiled up at his mate and said, “We not on Tibu. So you finish so everyones can tell you sex me so good my hairs turn white.”
Kiz let free a gleeful sound when he saw Raphael’s fangs lengthen. He hastily grabbed Raphael’s arm, dragging him to the bed. Instinct had kicked in, and he was desperate to make his move. He needed to be touched all over. Just the feel of Raphael’s hand in his made his flesh feel like open flames were licking his entire body.
Releasing his mate’s hand was tough, but as he turned to conform himself to the mattress, he preened at the groan he elicited from Raphael.
With his ass in the air, Kiz widened his legs to present himself.
For a moment, his lust receded when he said to himself, I hope he no think I slut. His mating lust was messing with his head. His body was acting on his own. The sane, logical part of his brain was shoved in the corner, and lust had taken control.
He worried that his mate would be disgusted.
Instinct rode him hard, and it was growing increasingly difficult to corral his inner beast.
Shivering when Raphael ran his thumb down Kiz’s center, he about came apart when a long finger slid into him unexpectedly. Raphael leaned in and whispered in his ear, “You are not a slut.” Emitting a sound he never knew he could make, Kiz humped his bed, trying to get any amount of pressure to his aching shaft.
“You’re mine, now.” Raphael punctuated each word with one of his fingers sliding deeper into Kiz.
As he felt the diameter of the digit inside him double as another finger slipped inside, Kiz’s limbs twitched from the surprising pleasure.
Raphael chuckled behind him, placing a hand on Kiz’s thigh to still him. “Easy, sexy. We’re just beginning.”
Kiz grinned like the Cheshire Cat as he twisted his back like a feline. He did his best to give his mate a look he hoped was universal. The fuck me now or get the hell out look.
Raphael released another amused sound as he leaned forward, pecking Kiz on his nose with a kiss. When he pulled away, Kiz frowned at his mate. Raphael curled his finger evilly inside Kiz, making him cry out as his body shuddered violently. Taking advantage, the devilish Fallen Archangel leaned back in, shoving his tongue into Kiz’s open mouth.
Just when Kiz began to reciprocate, Raphael crooked his finger several times in succession, making Kiz jerk back and beg in Tibutani, “Ashapla.”
Please.
Raphael pulled his fingers out, making Kiz whine louder. When the blunt head of his soon-to-be lover’s cock pressed against his entrance, he yowled as his blood began to sing in his veins.
Raphael tortuously slid inside of him, making them groan in unison. Hearing his mate curse directly after, Kiz grinned and pushed off the bed with his arms to arch his back, angling his ass higher for both their pleasure. Raphael locked one of his hands on Kiz’s hips and traced his fingers up Kiz’s lower back encouragingly with the other. Continuing its ascent, Raphael slid his palm into the valley between Kiz’s curved shoulder blades, lightly scraping his blunt fingernails down Kiz’s spine.
“You’re so hot,” the male hissed as his hand flattened and traveled back up and wrapped around Kiz’s neck.
When Raphael pulled his cock out slightly, Kiz growled and slammed back onto his retreating viscer. “Ahh!” he wailed at the foreign feeling. Staying still for a moment, he made another noise. Thankfully, Raphael got what he wanted and began to pull out.
“Yesss!” Kiz hissed as Raphael thrust back in.
He thrashed his head about as Raphael began to drive into him. The titanium-like length within him had Kiz’s toes curling. His mate’s scent grew stronger and more enticing. His gut tightened as his cock rubbed between his lower stomach and the bedspread. The chafing of the material over the sensitive flesh made him so weak he collapsed facedown onto the mattress.
“Stop for min, ashapla,” he said hoarsely into the bedspread.
Halting in his movement, Raphael asked, sounding both strained and concerned, “What’s wrong? Are you in pain?”
Shaking his head, Kiz pulled away, turning to lie on his back. Positioning his ass at the edge of the bed, he looked up at Raphael through his hair and spread his legs wide in invitation. Raphael’s eyes widened, and the man dived back in with a new fevered enthusiasm.
Kiz reached down when he felt his balls begin to tighten. Eagerly he jerked himself off in rhythm with his viscer’s thrusts. Closing his eyes, he hummed in delight as Raphael splayed his hand across Kiz’s stomach.
Then like a cobra striking, Raph leaned back over Kiz and bit him just above his nipple, yet not hard enough to break the skin. Screaming out, Kiz’s body jackknifed as he came harder than he ever had in his life. A second later, he could feel his mate’s hot release filling him, making him even hotter. So hot…
The only thing missing from the otherwise perfect experience was the mating bond slipping into place.
* * * *
Raph’s chest heaved as he retreated just enough to press his lips to Kiz’s. His other-worlder lay there looking dazed. Raph couldn’t help but trail open-mouthed kisses down Kiz’s jaw onto his neck. He wasn’t sure how else to thank the lovely Tibutanian. Kiz had bequeathed his virginity to Raph. The thought sent a wave of satisfaction raging throughout his being. I will be his one and only.
Raph inhaled Kiz’s intoxicating aroma, making his cock jerk excitedly. Nuzzling into his neck, Raph nipped the velvety expanse before licking away the sting he knew he’d inflicted.
Lapping at Kiz’s sweat-slicked throat more, Raph began to suck up a hickey on the pale flesh.
Kiz groaned, turning his head to expose more of his delectable area for Raph to sample.
As his mouth worked against Kiz, the temptation to bite suddenly became paramount. He resisted the best he could, but hearing Kiz groan snapped his control.
He sank his teeth into Kiz’s throat several inches below his ear, gulping down his first taste of his viscer’s blood.
“Nnnngh!” Kiz sang, wrapping his legs around Raph’s waist to grind his raging erection against Raph’s stomach. Reaching down to accommodate his lover, Raph gripped Kiz’s cock, loving the smooth, hot feel of it.
He only had to jerk Kiz a few times before he came violently against Raph. Raph was sure to help his lover through the aftershocks of his orgasm.
When one of Kiz’s slender, quivering hands grabbed his, Raph watched transfixed as he began tracing his other hand’s fingertips down his chest. Raph’s eyes hooded as Kiz feathered his fingertips lightly through a drop of his own seed. His eyes widened till they began to hurt from strain as he became glued to Kiz swirling the trail of cum down his stomach then around his navel.
Kiz closed his eyes as he groaned Raph’s name. A tear escaped from the corner of Kiz’s left eye and languidly slid down his rose-pink cheeks.
“I—” Kiz cut himself off and turned his head away.
Raph’s lungs seized as his heart palpated. “Kiz?” he questioned in a panic. “What’s wrong? Was I too rough?”
“No,” he s
obbed. “I-I…” Kiz shook his head, his body becoming rigid. Raph waited on edge for his chosen viscer to continue. He wasn’t surprised when Kiz shouted, “I wanna more, b-but I know, you no wanna give me!”
Raph’s breath puffed in and out in an erratic rhythm. Not knowing how to placate the male, he grabbed a hold of Kiz and held him tight. “Kiz,” he whispered, fear causing his gut to tense. “I think we should wait so I—”
“No!” Kiz shouted louder.
Breath whooshed out of him as he was unexpectedly shoved off his viscer. Seconds later he was pinned to the floor with a pissed-off Tibutanian in his face. “I want bond!” he growled, surprising Raph. “Now!”
Raph stared wide-eyed as Kiz’s face contorted before he tore himself away. Collapsing to the floor, Kiz held his stomach a few moments before he let lose a soul-shattering sob.
Raph felt an out of nowhere slice of arousal when Kiz released an inhuman snarl. The sound echoed into another, the latter giving Raph the notion that if he didn’t give Kiz what he wanted he would sorely regret it.
Kiz peered at Raph through hanks of his hair that had fallen, casting shadows on Kiz’s face. The off-worlder stood unearthly still, his only movement being the slow curve of his lips to show a fanged smile. The teeth looked as if they could give a saber tooth cat a run for its money. What the hell happened to his cute little fangs?
Leaning up against the wall, Raph knew he’d just awakened a beast. Now he had to choose between hanging on for the fun or going to get the help his viscer needed.
* * * *
Kiz’s vision zeroed in on the delicious-smelling male before him.
Want! His mind screamed. But how do I get it?
“Kiz?” the man said, sounding almost…worried.
The fog in his head cleared a bit, and he wondered what was happening to him. His blood felt so much like lava he feared he would burst into flames at any moment.
Staring at Raphael—he’s my mate—Kiz meant to tell him to go get help. What came out instead was “You wanna play?”
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