Page 142 of Vampires of Eden

“Give me your hand?” he says quietly. I lift my hand, then watch as he pours a generous amount of oil into my palm. After he secures the top and sets the bottle on my nightstand, he rubs and spreads the oil across my fingers, as if massaging my muscles and tendons.

When he’s satisfied, he leaves my hand and wraps his oiled fingers around my cock. I shudder and inhale sharply. His touch is warm and tingly like always, as if he has the power to harness and conjure lightning from the sky. It races up my belly and my nature responds by flaring itself even further outward in a golden glittery haze. Like a summer cloud that’s settled over us, I can’t pull it back. It has a mind of its own and refuses to listen to me anymore.

“Is this okay?” I ask, breathless and nervous. “Am I making you uncomfortable?”

Daniel leans down, resting on his elbows and flattening hisstomach to mine so that our cocks are sandwiched between us. He hovers above my face and flutters his lashes.

“You feel amazing. Every part of you.” He licks my lips, then playfully sucks and bites my bottom lip with a mischievous grin. “You have to stretch me before you can have me.” He takes my oiled hand and guides it down toward his ass.

Understanding, I cup his cheek with one hand, then crawl and dip my slick fingers between the heat of his flesh. “If I’m not doing it right or I’m hurting you, tell me.”

“I will, but you’ll be fine, Rabbit. We’re okay.”

Swallowing, I ease the tip of my finger inside of him. The moment I do, Daniel’s mouth is on mine once more. Kissing and groaning as I hold him on top of me.

With his thighs relaxed outside of mine, I carefully raise my knees, spreading him open a little more and bringing him closer. Daniel sighs in the kiss but doesn’t protest as I press my finger deeper inside his ass. He’s so tight and hot around my finger as he writhes against my cock and I… Jesus, I cannot believe we’re doing this.

I shift my head away from the kiss, lifting my chin to escape his mouth. “Are we still good? Does this feel alright?”

It’s impossible to monitor all the sensations at once. My aura is haphazardly rested. The room is warm, flooded with moonlight and Daniel is kissing me so deeply. He keeps rhythmically tensing and clenching my finger with his inner muscles as he rocks his hips against me. His hair is swept to one side and tickling my face and shoulder.

I think… I might die here.

Death by ecstasy.

“Yes,” he breathes, meeting my eyes as he tightens and pulses his body around my finger. “Are you?”

“Yeah,” I say, swallowing hard. “I’m good.”

He bends and touches his lips so softly to mine, waiting for me to respond. I take a breath, then lift my head from the pillow to meet him and solidify the kiss. Our mouths move slowly, teasing.I drag my free hand up to hold the small of his back, reveling in the dip of his spine. His body flush with mine.

After a long, decadent string of hungry kisses, he whispers. “You can add another finger.” Daniel kisses my mouth once more, then the corner of my lips. “I’m almost ready for you.”

Nodding, I carefully pull my finger out, then ease two inside as Daniel’s hands slip past my ears. His arms stretch above my head on the pillow and his face rests within the concave of my neck. He arches and flexes his lower spine and ass so that he’s elongated and flat against my body. Fully relaxed.

My eyes drift shut from the heady scent of him and the comfortable weight of his frame. Our entwined energies and this heat threaten to consume and devour me whole. To burn me up in a glorious flash of light and color from the inside out so that only an echo of my former self is left.

Daniel breathes in the silence as I pulse with my slick fingers, holding and stretching him. I focus on his distinct essence and somehow, the longer we lie in this position, the calmer I feel. The slowness of it gives me confidence. This isn’t a hurried performance for the purpose of fulfilling an official contract. This is… like nothing I’ve ever experienced.

Daniel’s voice caresses my ear in a soft whisper. “I need you.” My eyes flutter open. He nudges his forehead into my temple. “Now,please?”

I remove my fingers as Daniel shifts upright. For a bewildering moment, I’m not sure what we’re about to do. It becomes clear as Daniel lifts and takes hold of my cock. Internally, I had calmed down while I was stretching him, but everything inside of me pitches to maximum intensity as he slowly lowers himself onto my shaft.

I gasp, blatantly and with my mouth wide open from the sight and feel of him—the image of his tousled and wavy hair sitting against his square shoulders in the moonlight. The way he bites his bottom lip as he sinks down, taking me in with his eyes closed. His breath hitches, then he winces, exhaling these softlittle moans of gratification as he steadily makes himself comfortable.

My hands grip and hold his hips because the tight heat of his body is… so good—toogood. Like a hedonistic dream spun from the deepest, darkest and most primal part of my vampiric nature. Something I’d never dare touch or seek in the shallow light of my conscious mind.

Danny does something—I don’t know what the fuck at this point because the heat of my nature is pulsing hard at my groin, like a volcano about to erupt. He adjusts or clenches me with a fraction of movement and I’m spent. I inhale as the orgasm floods and rushes from me like a slippery and seductive thing coursing through my body that I have no control over.

It feels amazing, or it would, if I weren’t panicking and freaking out because that happened way,waytoo fast. Fucking hell. Fuck me.

The revelation of what’s happening flashes in Daniel’s face as he tenses and inhales on top of me. His pale eyes widen in surprise as he swallows. “R-rabbit?—”

“I’m so sorry Danny—shit. I don’t—I—” I lift my palms to cover my face after the heat of my release pours from me and the rigid tension in my lower body subsides.

How humiliating.

Unbelievable.