Page 129 of Seared Fates

“Bite me,” I demand. “Slide your fangs into my neck, Kai, and drink.”

The jade seems to brighten as two perfect fangs slide free from his gums.

“Do it,” I order between clenched teeth. No longer pounding Kai’s hips into me—but slamming my own body into him. So close to an end, I can taste it at the back of my throat.

Kai lunges for my neck, a sharp pain following as his fangs dig in with no grace. The way of all new vampires.

My own fangs slide out and sink immediately into his supple neck. Blood, like the strongest, sweetest orange-flavoured mead, floods my mouth. Pure fucking elixir.

His whole body tenses, mouth opening in a soundless scream before he’s spraying hot cum into my deepest core.

It’s all too much. I’m full of his blood, his pleasure. I wrap my hand around my cock, and four strokes is all it takes for euphoria to flood my body. A barreling yell rips open my body, and ropes of thick cum shoot between our stomachs as I tighten around Kai’s cock.

Spasming waves rush to my curling toes and straining neck. To the ends of my hair.

It takes a long time to catch my breath and let go of Kai’s ass, where I’m sure I’ve left bruises.

Kai flops onto my chest, slipping out of my body with an exhale. His cooling cum drips out of my well-fucked asshole.

Not unpleasant, but sticky.

“Holy shit,” he gasps. “Pretty sure I saw the face of God, or a unicorn. Either way, we’re doing that again.”

I chuckle, smiling from ear to ear and humming in agreement while taking in deep gulps of his lavender scent.

Kai drops his head next to mine on the pillow, running his fingers over the already healed puncture wounds at my neck.

“I finally figured it out, ya know,” Kai says into the soft quiet.

“What, love?” I ask, stroking between his shoulder blades. Luxuriating in his slow, steady heartbeat against mine.

“You smell like mountains and lakes in winter. The perfect place for a cosy fire.”

My heart fills, and I cup his cheek to brush my lips over his.

“Thank you, Kai.”

I reach for our connected souls. Delighted at its unshakable strength. So damn lucky that this man, full of talent and love, made of fire that hurts and heals, decided a bastard like me deserved a chance.

“For what, Vidar?”

“Thank you for keeping me warm.”

Epilogue - Kai

One year later…

“Thanks for the session today, Dr Khun.” I smile at the man staring back at me through my phone perched on the dashboard of my car.

“Good work today, Kai. I’ll see you again at the same time next week.” With that, my therapist signs off, my screen going blank after a few moments.

Breathing out a long sigh, I drop into my seat, stretching out my arms until my bones give a satisfying crack. Then relax into my lumpy headrest, held together with duct tape, and drop an arm out of the rolled-down window.

A warm breeze flows through my fingers, smelling of sunlight and fresh grass. My stomach grumbles when I catch the scent of something being cooked above an open flame.

Some vampires give up food, but hell no am I doing that.

With my eyes closed, I do the slow breathing exercises my therapist taught me. This session didn’t drain me like when I first started seeing Dr Khun a few months ago at Vidar’s suggestion, but I always need time after to sort out my emotions before freeing them to float away in the wind.