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Neo

How could someone with such a sweet, smooth, sexy voice be so provocative that he had me blushing again?

I was nervous. God, was I nervous. But I was also excited. This was exactly what I wanted. He was going to drink from me, and I was pretty sure I was going to love it.

He tilted his head. “If you’re uncomfortable, we can do this elsewhere. It’s easier if you’re shirtless because there’s less chance of blood stains since it sometimes drips, but it’s not impossible to do with—”

I cut him off by whipping my shirt off my head and throwing it in the pile with his clothes.

Dorian’s mouth opened and his pretty vampire eyes widened as he took me in. “Wow. You’re gorgeous.”

I was sure he could see my blush, even in the moonlight. “Th-thank you.”

He held out his hand, staring at me with something that looked like awe. “Would you like to join me, my treasure?” Every time he calls me that, my heart flutters.

My heart was in my throat, so I simply nodded, then unbuttoned my pants, stepped out of them, and grabbed his hand. That same strange energy flowed between us where our skin touched. Must be a vampire thing. No wonder people like being fed on, just being touched by him is amazing.

The water was hot and felt great on my skin, but not as wonderful as his touch when he put his hand on my hip and whispered, “Sit and let me know when you’re ready. If you’ve changed your mind, I’ll respect that, but… your blood smells heavenly. I’d very much like to taste it.”

And why the hell did that sound so good to me? “I-I’m ready now.”

“Are you sure?”

I nodded, and he smirked at me before pushing me back against the edge of the pool. He stared into my eyes for a few seconds before running his hand through my hair and gently tilting my head to the side. With one last look at me, he leaned in and ran his nose along my neck, making me pant with want and need already.

His tongue brushed my skin, and goosebumps popped out all over me, and then I felt his fangs sink into my flesh. It stung, but when he took his first gulp, it turned from piercing pain to intense pleasure, and we both moaned together. Holy crap!

Dorian readjusted his grip on me, pressing his body close, and making my skin sing with tingling bliss with every small touch. He gulped harder, and I closed my eyes and gripped his hips, letting the feeling take over my body. Oh god. Letting him drink from me is better than I imagined.

He held my head in his hand and wrapped his other arm around my back, holding me securely to him as he drank deeply. I could feel his erection pushing into my stomach, and there was no doubt he could feel mine against his thigh. Every part of my body felt so good, so right that I didn’t even care. There was no embarrassment, only the want and need to be closer to him and to let my blood sustain him.

I wonder if that’s just the venom in his fangs talking? Not that I cared one way or another. I just wanted him in any way he’d have me.

“You taste divine, my treasure,” he muttered against my skin before taking another gulp. “I don’t want to stop, but…” He moaned and took another gulp, then pulled his fangs out and licked my wound before leaning back to look me in the eyes. Vampire saliva had healing properties, so my wound would close up soon. He smirked, and for some reason, seeing the blood—no, my blood—dripping from the corner of his mouth made me groan out loud. His smile grew as he leaned in close to me. “If I don’t stop now, I’m afraid I’ll take too much, and I want you to have energy.”

I groaned again, and he rutted against me, making my cock rub against his leg and his cock against my stomach. He ran his tongue along my shoulder again, probably licking up a drop of blood, but then he trailed his lips up my neck with a barely-there touch that had me squirming and dying to pull him closer.

Holy shit. I’m under his spell, and I don’t want to come out of it.

His nose brushed my cheek, then my own nose, making his lips a hairsbreadth from mine. “Can I kiss you, my treasure? I’m afraid I’m being selfish after you gave me sustenance, but I want to taste your lips just as badly as I want to drink from you again.” His voice was husky and laced with lust.

I groaned again, unable to form words, so I pressed forward, just a hair, and my lips brushed his. We both froze as the strange tingling spread from his lips to mine and all over my body. But then it was like something unleashed inside him because he was grabbing my hair and pressing against me and running his tongue across my lips and rutting his hips. He was kissing me with more passion than I’d ever expected.

The blood on his tongue tasted metallic, but knowing he’d taken what he’d needed from me, from my body, made it freaking hot. He had drunk from me; I’d supplied him with what he needed—that knowledge sent my lust up a notch. Holy hell.

He owned my mouth, kissing me like it was his last breath, like I was special, like he wanted me. I’d never been kissed like this. I’d never felt more wanted and needed in my entire life.

I opened my mouth to allow access, and the second our tongues brushed, I felt more than heard a deep rumbling in his chest that was sexy as hell.

Dorian startled a little—at what, I wasn’t sure—but he shook it off and deepened our kiss, then ran his hands down my back. My chest tightened in a strange way, almost like it was trying to rumble back at him.

What the hell is that?

It freaked me out at first, but Dorian cupped my cheek and whispered against my lips, “It’s okay, baby.”

I closed my eyes and decided to trust him. As soon as I had the thought, the strange rumble in his chest grew louder, and my answering almost-there rumble grew warm, leaving a quiet comfort in its place as my body lit up with fire.

I thought it might be awkward kissing him because of his fangs, but it wasn’t hard to avoid being pierced. Thank God. I never wanted to stop kissing him, but I was dying to taste his skin, too.

His hands were everywhere; rubbing the skin on my back, my sides, my thighs, taking off his underwear, then mine so we were left gloriously naked. His skin rubbing all over mine was making me feel like I was going to burst. When he grabbed my ass under the water, I gasped and broke our kiss to look at him.

He stared back, the silver ring in his eyes glowing bright, and he kneaded my ass cheeks with his hands. “Tell me now if you want me to stop.” His voice was deeper, but there was an underlying hiss beneath it. I’d heard of this—his vampire side was riding him hard, fighting for control. “If we go any further, I won’t stop.”

I swallowed and nodded. “I want you. I don’t want you to stop.”

“Are yo—”

“Don’t stop, Dorian. I want to feel you inside me. Right now.” I’d never been more sure.

He hissed again, then devoured my mouth with his as he ran his finger over my hole before plunging it inside. We both moaned loudly, and the water lapped around us as we ground against each other, and he worked my hole open.

He kissed his way down my jaw and neck, then used his free hand to grab my cock under the water. He stroked me and played with my slit, and all I could do was hold onto him.

But then he suddenly pulled back and bit into his wrist. I was in such a lustful haze that I didn’t realize what he was doing until he held his bleeding wrist up to my mouth and whispered, “Drink.”

I blinked myself out of it enough to ask, “What?”

“It will be… more pleasurable for you if my blood is coursing through your body. And… I want to share this with you.”

My eyebrows scrunched together a little at that because I didn’t understand what he meant, but he looked intense, so after hesitating for a second, I tentatively licked his wrist. I thought it would taste gross, but it was sweet and tangy—did all vampires’ blood taste this good?—so I wrapped my lips around his small cut and gulped in a sip. Dorian closed his eyes and moaned in pleasure as if it felt just as good as rubbing our bodies together. His chest rumbled even louder, and that sent a thrill through me. I sucked in two more gulps before his wound closed, and I licked up the rest of his delicious blood.

Gripping my face, he pulled me to him, tasting himself on my tongue like I had earlier. He moaned into my mouth and rutted against me with a new vigor.

“Damn, baby, I want to taste every part of you, but I need to take you first. I cannot wait, my treasure.”

I moaned and nodded, gripping his shoulders tighter. He easily lifted me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist as he lowered to his knees in the water and lined his cock up with my hole. I had the fleeting thought that we needed a condom, but then I realized that he was a vampire and couldn’t get or transmit anything. He pressed in past the tight ring, and I hissed in pain. The water wasn’t exactly helping, but he froze and allowed me to adjust as he kissed me and kneaded my ass to help me relax better. Once I did, he pressed in farther, and he moaned loudly, but paused again.

“Fuck, baby, you feel so good.”

I’d expected him to just thrust and take me roughly, but he didn’t at all. He made sure I was okay every step of the way. This wasn’t the vision I had of vampires, but I have to admit that I love everything he’s doing. Little by little, he pressed inside me until he was all the way to the hilt, and I was flat on his lap.

He grabbed me under my thighs while I held his shoulders, and he lifted me before slamming me back over his cock.

“Oh, fuck,” I breathed out before he did it again and again and again.

His muscles rippled and flexed with every movement, and water dripped down his skin. I leaned in and licked his neck, making him groan and pick up his pace.

“I want to drink from you.” His voice took on a husky quality—and I liked it.

I tilted my head to the side. “Then drink from me.” My voice was so lustful, I hardly recognized it.

He groaned, then leaned in and ran his nose along my skin again. “You’re not replenished enough, my treasure.” He grabbed me, lifted me up, and pushed me against the side of the pool so he was over the top of me. “Let me taste your mouth again.” He claimed my lips before I could respond to tell him that I was replenished plenty, that I wanted him to drink from me again, but then his tongue and lips and cock took over, and I couldn’t think about anything other than how amazing it felt.

“Come for me, my treasure,” he spoke against my lips. “Come for me now, Neo.”

Hearing my name put me over the edge, and I screamed out and shuddered around him, my body quaking, my nails digging into his skin, my come shooting out between our stomachs. Dorian moaned loudly, and I felt his come filling my hole deep inside me and his body trembling around me.

But he didn’t break our kiss. He kissed me through it, making me feel treasured and cherished. He kissed me long after we’d both come down from our highs of pure ecstasy. When he eventually pulled away, he rested his forehead against mine, panting, and we stayed that way for a long time.

He kept his eyes closed, so I was able to take in his gorgeous features. His dark skin and plump lips that tasted like heaven. His messy hair—I must’ve grabbed it at some point—the intricate tattoo on his shoulder. His muscles. Holy hell, he had muscles for days. All vampires did, but being this close and allowed to touch them was crazy.

He opened his eyes and the silver shined bright. “The sun will be up shortly, but I want to wash you before we walk back.”

I didn’t know what he meant, so I simply nodded.

He smiled a little, then gently pulled away. He jumped out of the pool and walked over to the decorative chest, and when he bent over to look through it, I had a perfect view of his ass. I couldn’t help but wonder if he’d ever let me top him. I didn’t typically top, but I had a feeling I’d like it with him.

I shook away the thought and pushed it out of my mind. For all I knew, this was a one-time deal, anyway.

He came back over with a bar of soap, a washcloth, and two towels. He set the towels down by our clothes, and got back into the water with a small smile. “I always keep my trunk well stocked.”

That probably means this is where he brings all his bestowers. I frowned at the thought. Ugh.

Dorian’s smile turned into a smirk as he lowered into the water in front of me. “You’re the first human I’ve brought here, but there are a few other vampires that know of this place.”

“Oh.”

He chuckled, then wet the soap and washcloth before lifting them in front of me. “May I?”

I was sure my eyebrows were high on my forehead. “Uh, sure.”

He rubbed the skin on my chest with the washcloth, and when I went to take it from him, he paused to look into my eyes and softly say, “Let me take care of you, my treasure.”

He began washing every inch of my skin, and I could only sit there and let him. He was so gentle and kind and nothing like I thought he’d be. He even washed my hair, and seemed happy to do it.

When he took special care to wash my hole, he whispered, “Did I hurt you too badly?”

I shook my head. My stomach was a bundle of nerves because I’d never in my life had someone treat me like I was special.

“My blood should help with that.”

“I-is that why you told me to drink from you?”

He smiled. “That’s one reason—the main one, yes. But it also feels good, and sharing blood with my lover is something I’ve always loved.”

I nodded once, then looked away.

Dorian cupped my jaw and turned my chin to face him, then he leaned in and kissed my lips softly. “After I wash, we need to head back, but I’d like to show you where my room is in case you want to return tomorrow night.”

“Do you want me to?”

“Very much.”

“Then I’ll come back.”

“Good.” He blew out a relieved breath, then started washing himself.

“I can do that.”

He shook his head with a smile. “I like seeing you relaxed and cared for.”

I blinked at him. Is he serious?