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Jay squirmed around until he was back on the blankets and his front was against Alexei’s side, Jay’s half-hard erection pressing against Alexei’s hip.
He brushed aside some strands of Alexei’s pretty hair, which he’d let out of its bun for sleep. “Remember, it will only hurt for a moment.”
Jay let his beastie out.
It always felt so good, the change. Like stretching after resting in a cramped position for too long. And now? With Alexei’s sweet vanilla postsex scent flooding the entire room? Jay didn’t even hesitate. He bit in, the rich, warm blood flooding his mouth.
Alexei tensed, just for a moment, but then almost immediately, his muscles relaxed. “Oh. Oh fuck. Why does that feel so good?”
Jay hummed his pleasure around his mouthful of blood, throwing his leg up and over Alexei’s hip. He was glad his human was enjoying the bite. Jay gulped, hungry and eager, knowing he was making greedy little moaning noises into Alexei’s neck but unable to stop himself.
He just tasted sogood. Better than the pancakes. Better than anything.
It took all Jay’s willpower to force his beastie back in the end, to keep from taking too much. His beastie hadn’t wanted to stop, not at all. He’d wanted to keep drinking. He’d wanted to open their own wrist, feed Alexei their own blood, and then drink to the very end.
Jay licked the bite closed.Bad beastie, he chastised.Very bad. No.
Unaware of Jay’s internal admonishments, Alexei laughed, his big body shaking against Jay.
“What’s so funny?” Jay asked, a little concerned he’d maybe taken too much and now the human was becoming delirious.
But Alexei waved a hand at his own stomach, where white streaks were now adorning his body. “I fucking came. You just gave me the hottest blow job of my life, and two seconds later, I came all over myself.”
Jay absolutely couldnothelp preening at that “hottest blow job of my life” bit.
Just one more little taste.
He licked up the cum on Alexei’s belly. Oh yes, he did very much like the taste after all. Maybe with enough practice, Jay would become a new kind of vampire, one who could feed on every part of Alexei. His blood, his sweat, his cum.
Was that gross to think about? Maybe Jay would just keep that to himself.
Alexei let out a soft, pleased sigh at Jay’s ministrations. “You treat me so well, sweetheart.”
“Do I?” Wasn’t that just the nicest thing to say?
“Yeah, you really do.” Alexei let out a sleepy sigh this time—Jay was learning all his different noises—before yawning widely. “I think I’m fading, kitten. You’ve worn me out. Little sex demon you’re becoming.”
Jay giggled at that. “Go to sleep, Alexei. I’ll be right here.”
In fact, Jay had trouble falling asleep at all. He wanted to treasure every second of this. He had this perfect, lovely human right in front of him; how was he supposed to close his eyes? Because looking at Alexei, his stern face relaxed with sleep, all that golden hair spread over the pillow, Jay really thought he must be the handsomest man in all of existence.
Jay didn’t want the night to end. He didn’t want Hyde Park to end.
He took a deep breath, grabbing his phone and sending out a single text.
I want to stay.
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Alexeiwasevenmoreof a hopeless case than he’d thought.
Because one would think, now that he had Jay in his life in a real way—in his house, in his hands, in his fucking mouth—Alexei would be able to stay away from the coffee shop, but apparently no. Not at all.
He’d had one night alone without contact from Jay—no texts, no immediate prospects of seeing him again—and Alexei was once again resorting to stalker behavior.
And not only was he walking through that obnoxiously ringing door, but he was for some reason holding on to a little box, one he felt more than a bit foolish for bringing. But he couldn’t seem to help himself.
