Page 69 of Fallen

His legs clamped around Talon, who went boneless on top of him as they slowly caught their breath, their bodies melding together with exhaustion.

“Hey,” Alex croaked. “You want to let me go now?” He jangled the chain on one wrist for emphasis.

Talon lifted his head, smirking smugly. “I don’t know, little bird. I kind of like having you at my mercy.”

“Oh yes, you made thatveryclear. But your fragile human needs some water, because you made him scream so loud his throat hurts now.”

Talon chortled, undoing the velcro straps one after another. He eased off of Alex, his softened cock slipping from his hole, and stretched over to the bedside table. When he clambered back over, he held a bottle of water in hand.

“My hero,” Alex rasped, pushing himself up onto an elbow. He drank greedily until the bottle crackled and shrank in his grip. When he was done, he handed it back and collapsed once more. “I’ll say this. I did think I was going to die for a little while, so mission accomplished on that front.”

Talon leaned over him, stretching his arms out to massage Alex’s reddened wrists. His whole body was spent.

“Oh, I almost forgot,” Talon said with a smirk—and shimmied down.

“I swear toyou, if you touch my cock, I’m going to explode.”

Talon snorted. “Noted. Anyway, I’m making good on another promise I made you.”

“Which one is that?”

Hovering over the sticky cum on Alex’s stomach, dark eyes flickered up to his, glittering with mischief, as he lowered his mouth and licked the fluid off. Alex’s mouth fell open in blank shock. Talon kissed his way from drop to drop, cleaning Alex’s stomach. There wasn’t that much, all things considered. Alex couldn’t be embarrassed by the amount, given that it was histhirdorgasm.

Alextskedregretfully as Talon crawled back up and laid down beside him. “If I hadn’t just come three times, that would’ve been enough to get me going again.” He didn’t have the strength to roll over yet, so he just shifted closer.

Talon barked out a laugh. “Don’t worry, we’ll work you up to four. A little more of my blood and you’ll have better stamina.”

“Betterstamina? I think my stamina was just fine.”

“Oh, my sweet little bird,” Talon said, gathering Alex into his arms and guiding his head to rest on Talon’s pale chest. “Just wait until I get you to half a dozen.”

“You better be slipping some blood into my coffee, then.”

“I can think of better ways to give you my blood than that.” Talon wrapped strong fingers under his knee and tugged it across his waist. Alex shifted his weight with a groan and sat up, straddling him. Talon tapped his pectoral. “Bite.”

Alex hesitated. “Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you.”

Talon smiled faintly. “The only risk is getting me hard again.”

Alex snorted. “Seriously?”

“Mm-hm. Come on, little bird, I want you to.”

Shrugging to himself, Alex leaned in, trailing kisses across Talon’s delicate collar bone and then working his way down, somewhere between his collar and nipple. He took his time, sucking and nipping, teasing in the way he’d been denied while he was tied up. Talon’s hands roamed idly, following an invisible path up his thighs, his hips, his waist and ribs, and then back down.

Alex bit down hard, his teeth popping through the skin, and Talon’s back bowed with a ragged gasp. His blood tasted nothing like human blood. It was sweet, almost like some kind of smoky licorice. Strange but not unappealing.

True to his word, Talon’s cock filled once more as Alex’s tongue lapped at the wound. His fingers dug tightly into the muscle of Alex’s thighs, and Alex couldn’t resist testing the boundaries. He slipped a hand between them, wrapping around Talon’s thick cock, still slick with lube and cum. Talon moaned aloud, fucking up into the tight ring of his fingers.

“Oh,Alex.”

Heat flooded through him. He’d never heard Talon say his name like that, wanton and breathless. He worked his teeth into the wound, and Talon lost his rhythm, his moans higher-pitched and desperate now.

“Oh, oh,oh.” He spilled over Alex’s fingers, his body quaking. There would be finger-shaped bruises on Alex’s thighs tomorrow—unless the blood healed him completely. He found himself hoping at least something remained of their coupling. It seemed too memorable to fade so quickly.

He raised his head, grinning down at Talon’s half-lidded black eyes. “Pain. Noted.”

“You’re going to wind up as bad as me, aren’t you?”

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