Page 44 of Roman

And he wouldn’t be doing it alone. He’d have Roman.

Roman.

Sweet, dangerous, protective.

A man who listened and comforted, a demon who protected and possessed. He was everything Danny had never had the guts to admit he wanted out of a partner.

After the sobfest in the car, Roman had kissed Danny’s tears away and taken him to the movie theater, of all places. A tribute to Danny’s mother assuming they worked there together. She must have thought the older vampire was Danny’s manager. Danny couldn’t really picture his elegant lover working somewhere so mundane, but Roman had assured him he’d had worse jobs over the centuries.

It had been a silly comedy that Danny couldn’t help giggling at. How bizarre, to go on such an ordinary date with his demon lover after said lover had compelled his mother’s dementia away. Danny was pretty sure Roman had been watchinghimmore than the movie, but that hadn’t been the worst feeling.

Roman hadn’t stopped touching Danny the entire day.

A hand on his back, an arm around his shoulders, a small kiss to the back of his neck. Danny hadn’t realized how touch-starved he’d been until he had Roman stroking him all the time like his personal pet.

It should have been weird to go from being barely being touched at all to this sort of constant contact, but it just felt…perfect. Right. To melt into Roman’s touch and drown in his scent.

There were a few drawbacks though.

Like being half-hard all day.

But now they were home. And Roman was waiting for Danny in his room. And Danny wanted it all from him. Wanted everything Roman could give him.

He’d honestly wanted to pounce on Roman as soon as they walked in the door. Jump into his arms and climb his vampire like a tree.

But he’d chickened out and run off to shower instead.

Something about being possessed by Roman completely felt…monumental. Like Danny was going to be crossing a line he couldn’t come back from.

But he’d been responsible and cautious and lonely for too long.

It was time to take a leap.

Danny turned off the water, grabbed his towel, and started drying himself off quickly.

Time to fuck a vampire.

Danny opened the bathroom door leading into his room, his towel wrapped around his hips, to find Roman sitting at the edge of the bed in his underwear. Danny couldn’t help letting his eyes wander over every inch of the vampire’s body.

Good Lord, that man had muscles.

Sleek and svelte but defined in a way that had Danny wanting to lick him all over. And hecould. He had the right to.

Lucky, lucky me.

Danny looked up from his perusal to find Roman staring at him with such heat that Danny was surprised he didn’t just burst into flames right there.

“Drop the towel, little king,” Roman ordered.

His voice was low and deep, but his eyes were still clearly blue, so Danny knew Roman wasn’t using compulsion on him, but honestly, he might as well have been. Danny’s hands had undone and dropped his towel before his brain had even fully registered the command.

“Come here.”

Danny’s feet moved without his permission, and he was walking forward until he was standing between Roman’s legs. He gasped as Roman’s arms encircled him and pulled Danny even closer. The height of the bed had them at eye level for once, instead of Roman towering over him.

Roman leaned forward, and Danny parted his lips, allowing the vampire to take the lead and devour his mouth. Compared to the sweet, gentle, boyfriendish kisses Danny been receiving all day, this kiss was dirty. Raw. Hungry. And Danny couldn’t get enough, moaning as Roman sucked on his tongue.

“Sweet boy. Lovely boy,” Roman whispered as he broke the kiss, moving to nibble on Danny’s ear.

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