Page 21 of Beyond the Veil (Endangered Fae #4)

No recognition flickered in that hungry, smoldering gaze.

Theo seized Limpet’s injured hand by the wrist, dragging the blood-streaked thumb to his mouth.

Whimpering, Limpet tried to pull away, but a small selkie was no match for a Nightwalker.

Theo’s mouth latched on to the torn, bleeding flesh, his teeth scraping once, then gentling.

He closed his eyes on a moan that drove a lightning spear through Limpet’s heart to his groin.

“You hurt yourself,” Theo whispered between licks, his voice thick and rough, not at all his normal soft Theo-voice.

“I…yes. The truck bit me.”

“Bit you…Limpet.” Theo moaned again as he sucked on the wound. “I need. Pinche …so damn bad. This…trailing blood in the water.”

“It feels, um, it doesn’t hurt anymore with you licking it,” Limpet whispered. “It feels good. Wonderful. My whole body thinks so.” He glanced over at the erection pressing up against Theo’s small clothes. “I think your body thinks so, too.”

“Your blood. Different flavor from other fae.” Theo shifted restlessly and pressed the wounded hand to his cheek. “I can’t want you. I can’t.”

“But you do,” Limpet said gently. He stroked the hair back from Theo’s face and kissed his forehead. “Why can’t you?”

“You think I’m a monster.”

“Not anymore.”

“You’re not even human.”

“Neither are you.”

Theo panted through clenched teeth and Limpet watched in fascination as his fangs extended. “Why…why aren’t you scared?”

“Because I’ve watched you. I’ve walked with you. Drifted off to sleep beside you. If you wanted to give me reason to be frightened, you’ve done a terrible job.”

“But—”

“You’ve already fed from me. You were careful and controlled even though you were ill. I know you’ve said that you don’t think of sex when you feed from fae, but I think that might be different with me. I find that rather exciting.”

“You’re like a selkie kid, though. Have you even…?”

Limpet snickered. “Ah, that’s it, is it? You think I’m virginal? Sweet Theo, I’m not a child and I’m more than familiar with how this works.”

“Do you even…ever…” Even in the shade, the pink was visible in Theo’s pale cheeks. “Like other males?”

“I like a person. The tackle doesn’t matter much to me, since I find all varieties appealing.”

Theo pressed Limpet’s palm to his lips, kissing the heated skin tenderly. He closed his eyes on a slow breath, apparently trying for calm. “Get undressed. Please.”

Limpet took his hand back slowly to indicate he wasn’t going anywhere and stripped out of his clothes as fast as he could in the confined space. The pants tangled around his ankles, so he left them and lay down beside Theo’s partially clothed body.

“Can you wait while I get you undressed?”

“No.” The growl ended in a whimper. Theo was most likely at the end of his control.

“All right. No need really. We’re most of the way there.” Limpet stroked down Theo’s chest, tracing hard muscles with his fingertips. The hair on Theo’s chest fascinated him. He nuzzled at the dark triangle, coarse and infused with Theo’s heady spice. “You can drink from any vein, can’t you?”

With his eyes squeezed shut, Theo nodded. “Bigger ones are easier.”

“This may take a little wriggling.” Limpet kicked off his pants and squirmed around to put them nose to tail. “Be patient just a moment longer. Can you turn on your side?”

With Limpet’s hand on his hip, Theo managed. He buried his face in Limpet’s crotch, let out a soft growl and nosed at Limpet’s sac.

“Easy there. I’d rather you didn’t feed from that spot.” Limpet shifted his bottom leg forward so Theo could use it as a pillow. “There. Try the big vein in the thigh. That should work. I’ll take care of other things down here. Food and sex at once. What could be better?”

“Femoral,” Theo whispered and licked at the skin over the vein. “You smell so good here. Delicious.”

“Don’t be shy. Touch whatever you want while you’re down there and—” Limpet broke off with a moan when Theo stroked his ass, teasing at the crease.

“Oh, yes. That’s lovely. I won’t complain about more of the same.

I will tell you if I think you’re taking too much, hear me?

But otherwise, I’m sure you’ll be glad to know, I’m going to find other things to do with my mouth than talk right now. ”

Theo let out a strangled chuckle, though he seemed to be hesitating rather than diving into his feed. He ran his hand up the underside of Limpet’s erection, then caressed the head with his palm alone. As he wrapped his fingers around the shaft, he bit down hard, piercing the vein in Limpet’s thigh.

“Oh, yes. Oh, sweet goddesses of the deep,” Limpet whispered, his eyes crossing from the sharp shock of pain and pleasure, the heavy wave threatening to drag him under.

Riding waves was what he did best, though. Limpet closed his eyes and let the pleasure crash over him while he bent forward to lick at the head of Theo’s cock. That got a twitch and a hoarse moan as Theo fastened his mouth on Limpet’s thigh, sucking hard.

That will leave an interesting bruise.

Theo’s cock tasted sweet and salty, like the best mussels in the shell.

Not that Limpet would eat parts of Theo, but he intended to devour this lovely part.

He pulled his lips in to protect Theo from his sharp teeth and dove all the way down to Theo’s base, sucking hard on the way back up.

Theo didn’t disappoint him, squirming and growling against Limpet’s thigh.

Every pull of Theo’s mouth sent a jolt through Limpet’s balls.

Strange warmth washed over him, lulling and exciting at once, as if he drifted on a sun-heated, caressing bed of kelp that had taken a personal interest. He increased his own suction and his movement up and down Theo’s shaft, wanting Theo to come with him.

Oh, spirits of sea and air, he was close.

The teeth and hands on him, the scent, the patient, soothing presence that was Theo was such a heady mix.

He more than liked this Nightwalker, so much more.

Oh, sweet waves and spray, he was in trouble.

The hand on Limpet’s cock tightened, rolling his foreskin up and down in excruciatingly pleasurable ways with each hard tug.

Limpet lifted his mouth from Theo, afraid he might bite down when he climaxed.

He replaced his mouth with his hand, mirroring Theo’s rhythm and rolling Theo’s heavy balls with impatient fingers.

“Oh, Theo…yes!” Limpet managed those three coherent words before he came in a confused babble of nonsense, the pulses of his orgasm hard enough to steal what sense he had left.

Streams of cum hit his face and chest as Theo followed him, moaning and writhing.

Limpet lapped greedily at what he could reach, the salty sweet better than any shellfish imaginable.

Theo licked at the feeding punctures before he rolled onto his back, snickering.

“What’s funny?” Limpet wiped the cum off with his hand and licked it clean, pleased that Theo watched him hungrily.

“Sorry. I’m flying right now. So fucking delicious and pretty damn potent. About a hundred and eighty fae proof. Yep, buzzed. Hope I don’t get a selkie hangover.”

Limpet snuggled down beside him and pulled Theo’s head onto his shoulder. “Shh, shh, you need to sleep now. Sleep for a bit and we’ll see how you feel in a few hours. Hush.”

For some reason, this made Theo laugh helplessly. He clung to Limpet, shaking as he tried to muffle his giggles against Limpet’s chest.

“What now? What did I say?”

“You… You…” Theo waved a hand, trying to catch his breath. “You telling me to be quiet is pretty fucking hilarious.” He stopped laughing abruptly and nuzzled at Limpet’s throat. “Thank you. You should sleep, too. You and your hot little not-annoying ass.”

“I’ll be right here.” Limpet wrapped his arms tight around Theo, rocking him and stroking his hair until he fell asleep.

At least he felt cooler now and his heartbeat was slow and even again.

Maybe he would listen to advice when he woke and they could travel at night.

Theo pushed himself too hard, tried to do too much, and Limpet wasn’t about to watch him kill himself, no matter what the cause.

At the third feeding time, Diego had more allies. Now they were a group of ten, a force to be reckoned with. When the frenzy ended, he communicated through his student interpreters that everyone might stay in the feeding area and share.

With slow, deliberate movements, he spread his shirt, still relatively clean, out on the floor, opened up the two packets he had managed to acquire and combined them on the spread-out leaves.

Then he sat down and gestured to the boys that they should do the same.

All three were on board with his ‘combine and conquer’ plan by now, so they didn’t hesitate.

Ethan added his shirt to Diego’s and the four of them made a larger communal pile, leaving plenty of room for others to join them.

Slowly, some with hope in their eyes and some with guarded reluctance, the six men in their impromptu alliance came to sit with them, followed by two more.

No one needed words. Those willing to share could join the circle.

Diego led by example, taking a thumb-sized portion with his right hand and eating slowly.

The others followed suit, scooping up polite portions, obviously trying to rebuild a patch of civilization.