Page 71 of Absolution
Con smiled. “Maybe. Your blow job in the shower was good. Might have to try it again to compare…”
“Jerk,” I said. “You’re supposed to say I’m better. I was a little nervous about the fangs. Luca probably has more practice too.”
“No favorites,” Con said. “No competition. I want it to just be Zen with us. We all get what we need.”
That sounded too good to be true, but wasn’t I the one who wanted to live again? Experience life for real this time, even if I was undead? “Okay. I’m willing to try.”
Con kissed me lightly again. “Yeah, that’s a good start.”
I wallowed in his kiss for a moment, enjoying the slow, sensual break of it. Nothing rushed or rough like most of my life had been. It was sad how I’d been conditioned by those things. Rough turned me on, and that was okay, but I was happy that it wasn’t just the hardcore that turned me on. I reached down and rubbed Con through his jeans. “Can I jerk you off?” ‘Cause how hot was that?
He laughed lightly. “You don’t need permission for that.”
“Good,” I kissed him again and unbuttoned his jeans to reach my hand in. His cock was thick and not overly long, but I liked the weight of him in my grip. He sighed into my lips, eyes closing in ecstasy. I found a rhythm that had him hitching his breath and my hips humping his legs in time to it. We ate at each other’s mouth. Not the fierce devouring I always found myself lost in with Luca, but a delicious exploration of sensations.
We swallowed each other’s little sounds, both gasping and moaning, leaning into each other. My grip on him quickened. I rolled my fist over him, then thumbed the head to tickle his slit. He was so sensitive.
“Fuck,” he cried as he let go and painted my fist with his come. I groaned and let myself go. The pleasure pinged through me with the energy of a lightning bolt, stinging, and empowering all at once. Since we stood next to the sink I reached over, rinsed my hand, dried it on a towel and then tucked his spent cock back into his pants. Con wrapped his arms around me, and we stood there together for a few minutes. Not talking. I wasn’t even really thinking, which was a nice break. Though I needed clean underwear. Maybe Luca had something I could borrow.
“Fuck,” I groaned to Con.
Con nodded his agreement. “I, however, need food. Apparently that’s a foreign concept in this house.”
“I never eat here,” Luca grumbled from the bed. “Always ate out or with you.”
“Yeah, well it sounds like we have a new haunt,” I told them. “I’m sure the witch will cook for you both.”
“We’re going to stay with Seiran?” Con asked.
“You don’t want to?”
“I don’t know. Seems like someone is always out to fuck with him.”
Which was why I planned on sticking with him. He didn’t make himself a target. He’d been born one. Just like me. He was a powerful earth witch in a world that didn’t believe a man should have that power. I was some sort of power siphon and amplifier. Not something either of us had asked for. And how was that fucking fair? “Someone is always out to fuck with me too,” I pointed out.
Luca crawled out of bed and to our sides where he wrapped the both of us in a warm hug. “Probably won’t stop either since you killed Galloway. Vamps will come after you just to prove they are better or more dangerous than you.”
“That’s stupid,” Con said.
“Yes,” I agreed, but knew it was true. “The siphon thing made me a target before I even knew what I could do.” Matthew had known. Somehow through his insanity he’d sensed it and used it. Roman had done everything he could to exploit my power for his own gain. I had no delusions about people leaving me alone now. Galloway’s attempt to control me had been another grab for my power. Only my power had turned on him, ate him down, and destroyed him. It made me worry about Max. He wouldn’t be so easily beaten. But I also had yet to see him actually try to use magic for his own gain.
And what if I went revenant again? Who would protect the world from me? I had no doubt that Seiran could have ordered the earth to take me back, a true death. Instead he’d asked for help to save me. If I got lost again and he had no choice? He could be ruthless, right? He’d killed before to save himself and the people he loved. I hoped he could save Luca and Con if I ever turned again. Yeah, staying close to the most powerful witch in the world was a good idea.
“How do you feel about it, Luca?” I asked him.
He shrugged. “I’m not really attached to places. Moved a lot my whole life following my dad’s business stuff. I don’t care where I sleep as long as it’s with you guys. ‘Sides, the witch is probably as safe a bet as any. If I’ve learned anything about being the kid of a vampire over the years, it’s that powerful allies are important. And he cooks.” Luca patted his stomach. “Man, I love that guy’s food. Hope he has good Wi-Fi. I work from home a lot when my dad is traveling. Lots of phone work.”
I groaned.
“Yeah, we’ll have to work on your bullshitting,” Luca patted my cheek. “You gotta say pretty things to people even when you hate their guts. That’s how business works.”
“I hate this already,” I told him.
“Nah,” Luca said. “I think you’ll be great. You’re a bit of a shark like Max. Put up with no one’s bullshit. He’s sort of the master of calling people on it while still sounding like he’s the most intelligent and nicest person in the room. I aspire to such greatness someday.”
“I’m glad I work at the bar. Hope I don’t lose that job when Gabe isn’t around anymore,” Con said.
“Sounds like Mike has been running it anyway,” I reminded him. “But we’ll worry about that bridge when we cross it.”