Page 19 of Inhuman Nature

“He’s gone, sweetheart,” Rake said, running calming fingers down from DJ’s neck and to his side.

DJ only managed a quiet, “Oh.”

“I think he enjoyed himself.”

DJ squirmed, unsure how he felt about Shaun having left. He realised the other source of his minor discomfort. “The butt plug is still in,” he said.

“Uh-huh. I’ll take it out when we’re home.”

“And fuck me?”

DJ heard the smile in Rake’s voice. “If you want.”

“Maybe, Sir.”

“See how you feel later. You up to moving?”

DJ gave an experimental shuffle. “Soon.”

They sat there, watching the other scenes as DJ recovered. Rake tipped a water bottle up to DJ’s lips to make him drink every minute or so, chugging from it himself in between.

As DJ was about to say he was ready to leave, Rake spoke up. “I think Shaun will be back.”

DJ studied Rake. “Yeah?” he asked.

“He couldn’t take his eyes off of you.”

“Us. He couldn’t take his eyes off of us,” DJ insisted.

Rake was quiet for a few seconds. “You’re right.”

DJ smiled. “I’m always right, Sir.”

Rake kissed him before drawing back. “I wouldn’t go that far, but sure. In this case, you’re right.”

“You’resomean to me.”

“You like it when I’m mean to you.”

DJ rested his head on Rake’s shoulder. “I do.Let’s go home, Sir.”

Chapter Five

Shaun

Shaun was an awful person. He’d known that for a while, but it was confirmed from the moment he started following Rake and DJ’s cab as it snaked through the city.

It’d been bad enough the other night when he’d sniffed out their flat like an overzealous bloodhound.

But this was calculated. Callous. Cruel.

Shaun argued silently with himself, giving excuse after excuse as to why he didn’t run home instead. The first reason—one he could convince himself of—was that any moment away from Lawrence was a moment well spent. The second—this one being a clear example of his utter paranoia and deteriorating mental state—was that Lawrence and the other vampires at the club posed a danger to the couple, and that by following them home, Shaun was protecting them.

Shaun knew he was full of shit. The only reason he’d followed Rake and DJ was because he wanted to.

Shaun watched as Rake opened the door to the building whilst DJ danced on the step to the beat of a tune only he could hear. DJ’s zest for life was so infectious that Shaun found himself smiling even as he lurked alone in the darkness.

The two of them had been magnificent that night. Shaun couldn’t imagine a couple more in sync. Rake knew exactly how far to push DJ, and DJ’s responses were mesmerising in their honesty.