Page 3 of All Night Long

Gray didn’t pause but fucked Henry the way he wanted to, hard and deep. With one hand on Henry’s hip and the other onhis shoulder, Gray could control the human with ease and fuck him exactly how he wanted. He could hear Henry stroking his own dick, hear his harsh pants and moved faster.

Henry shuddered. “Close.”

Gray didn’t respond but kept fucking the human and when he suddenly clenched Gray’s dick, Gray moved his hand from Henry’s shoulder, grabbed his hair and tilted his head to one side. Gray’s fangs dropped, and he struck, piercing Henry’s skin. Henry gasped as Gray moaned at the first taste of Henry and his own body lit up, his orgasm washing over him in a tidal wave, his body shaking and stuttering.

When he could move, Gray pulled out and shoved his dick back in his jeans and fastened them. He checked to make sure the bite mark was healing nicely, then turned to leave. “Want to come back to mine?”

Gray glanced over his shoulder and shook his head. “I wanted to fuck. That’s all.”

Henry straightened and stared at the floor. “Okay.” He went to fasten his jeans and frowned. “Did you use a condom?”

Gray shrugged. “I don’t have anything.” He was about to say more, but he felt… something. Shock, maybe? He couldn’t quite pinpoint the emotion. It couldn’t be shock because why would he feel that way?

“You didn’t use a condom? I can’t believe you fucking did that.”

“You can go and get tested if you want…” He once again trailed off when he felt a wave of anger. He wasn’t angry, but the man in front of him was. Oh fuck. There was no way he was feeling Henry’s emotion.

You bastard

“Now there’s no need for name calling.”

“I never said anything. I’ve got nothing to say to you.”

Gray blinked. “Fuck.”

“Yeah, we did, and now I have a wet ass because the selfish bastard in front of me didn’t glove up.”

Gray didn’t respond. Oh fuck. Just fuck. He could hear Henry’s thoughts loud and clear in his mind. This wasn’t good. This wasn’t good at all.

Exiting the stall, Gray practically ran out of the club, and once he was a safe distance away, he disappeared and reappeared in his apartment. He closed his eyes, breathing deeply, and concentrated on Henry, and sure enough, he could hear him.

That bastard! Who does he think he is? He could have anything. Oh, shit. I could have anything.

Gray cut Henry off and dropped to his knees in the middle of his living room. “Fuck, no. Not a human. Not a fucking human.”

Chapter Two

Henry Boulder rolled over on his side and winced. His ass hurt in a good way, but then he remembered. The bastard who made him feel amazing hadn’t gloved up, and he had to get tested. “Fucker.”

Getting out of bed, he rolled his head and winced a second time. Running his fingers over the spot where his neck hurt, Henry walked into the bathroom and checked his neck in the mirror. There was nothing there, but the area was tender when he touched it.

“Great.”

He turned the shower on, and while he waited for the water to heat up, he brushed his teeth and went over the plans he had for the day. In the shower, he quickly scrubbed his body and washed his hair, then got out and dried. Once dressed, he checked his phone, seeing a message from his friend Birch asking what time they were meeting up.

Responding, Henry put his sneakers on, grabbed his wallet and coat, and left his apartment. It was Saturday and no work, so he could meet his friends for lunch and discuss their plans forthat evening. After a quick visit to the clinic. Probably what they always did which was go out and get drunk.

It didn’t take him long in the clinic—thankfully—so he walked on to the café, and when he entered, his friends were already there. As soon as he sat, the teasing started. “So who was he and how good was he?” Birch asked.

Henry chuckled. “Said his name was Gray, and he was good, but I didn’t get a number.” Taller than his own six foot, with intense dark blue eyes, and short blond hair, Gray had been good. Very good. However…

“Just a blowjob, then?” Dusty murmured in between sips of his coffee.

“More than that.”

Dusty arched an eyebrow and put his cup on the table. “Who has a certain rule about not fucking in the restrooms?”

“That would be me, and with good reason. Dude didn’t wear a condom, and I didn’t bother to check.”

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