Page 8 of Crimson Everlasting (The Crimson Vampire Coven #18)

“Oh, Trent, I love you." His voice cracked with the emotions that flooded through him.

"For centuries, I have walked alone. I had sporadic friends and lovers, but no one who stayed, no one I could call my own.

Fate has given me the greatest gift of my life when she gave me you.

" Trent felt his love and devotion pour over him, honest and pure.

Trent eased him backward, laying him out on the soft blankets, and placed a pillow beneath his head. Emrys made himself comfortable and then reached for Trent, pulling him down on top of him. "That feels good.” He said when Trent started to grind against him, and heat began to build between them.

Emrys was anxious to complete their bond and get their lives on track, but he was also enjoying the slow burn that Trent seemed to like. He was a fantastic lover, and he liked to take his time.

He pulled Emrys's left leg up and held it while pressing his hard cock against Emrys's opening.

He was still stretched from their earlier lovemaking, but still, Trent took the lubricant and began slathering it on his cock and Emrys's hole.

The cool motion and the pure decadence had moans pouring from Emrys' lips.

He closed his eyes and took in the sensations and movements, loving how they made him feel and how they made his body twitch with need.

Emrys moved with him, thrusting his hips, driving Trent’s finger deeper.

Trent played along for several minutes, stretching and sensitizing the vulnerable flesh, then he flipped him.

He grabbed him by the hips, and with a quick flip, he had Emrys on his stomach with his legs spread wide, and Trent was positioned tightly between.

His hard cock pressed urgently against Emrys's slick hole.

"Are you ready, sweetheart?"

"More than ever, my love."

Trent took that as all the agreement he needed and abruptly plunged his hard, throbbing cock inside his chosen, going to the base in one thrust. He immediately felt the sense of home and perfection that came with every contact he had with Emrys.

His channel was warm and tight and welcoming, filling him with satisfaction and a pleasure that was a sharp thrill combined with a tranquil delight.

This was the pinnacle of his existence, the moment he claimed and marked his chosen.

So many happy, industrious years, but always with something missing.

That something was there beneath him, begging for more and begging for completion.

His Chosen, the most beautiful man in all the world, was asking to be claimed.

There was no describing the thoughts or feelings combined with this moment; they were too exalted, too moving to ever be able to accurately define.

Fate offered up tranquility, and all one had to do was accept.

"I love you, Emrys." He said as his emotions peaked, and his heart reached out for this man. He worked his hips with a furry that had him hammering home his desire and his goal. The fire within him swelled, and in that instant that he broke and exploded inside his lover’s tight heat, Trent bit into the flesh at the base of his neck, sinking his teeth into the gorgeous flesh.

Emrys held his breath and let it out on a desperate gasp. Trent drank his fill, sealing their futures and staking his claim. Their souls combined, and their hearts fell into synchronicity. They were bonded, and they were one.

Emrys felt the connection as it slid into place, their minds and bodies coming together in a way that blurred boundaries.

He could see and feel Trent physically, mentally, and emotionally, and he knew Trent was feeling the same.

Vampire bonds were said to be fierce and final, and now he knew that to be fact.

Trent belonged to him just as he belonged to Trent.

They finished and ultimately settled together side by side in that large comfy bed. Trent held him, and Emrys rested his head on Trent's chest. It was peace and comfort and belonging that would be theirs forever.

"You're mine now, Emrys. You are the chosen of the Vampire Soldier." He turned and placed a proprietary kiss on the top of Emrys's head.

“Everything feels just as it should be, just as it was meant to be, my love," Emrys responded softly with his fingers tracing the muscles of Trent’s chest. “Never thought I'd join a vampire coven, but honestly, I can't wait to become one of your number."

"You already are, sweetheart. The moment the bond clicked into place, you became a member of the Crimson Coven.”

“That’s exciting.” He said.

“Not as exciting as this.” Trent reached down and began sliding Emrys’ stiffening cock through his fingers. He then took a firm grip and rolled Emrys onto his back, straddling him while massaging his cock with rapid strokes.

“Definitely not as exciting as this.” Emrys struggled to speak as his body began to tremble and his breath caught in his throat. “And to think that you are mine for a lifetime.”

"And maybe more," Trent said as he took Emrys's hard cock down his throat.

“Oh, please more.” Emrys gasped and cried out.

THE END