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“Did you just pull that out of your ass?”

Soren snorted. “Don’t be crude. Now rub me down. I’m injured. I need some pampering.”

Gabe couldn’t argue with that logic.

He grabbed the loofah, scrubbing it gently along Soren’s chest and arms, careful to avoid the vampire’s injured shoulder. He felt like he was on nurse duty for the second time that night. But then again, rubbing down a wet, naked Soren wasn’t exactly a hardship.

Soren’s shoulder had healed even more—Gabe was fairly sure if he stared hard enough, he would see it healing in front of his eyes. By tomorrow morning, he bet there would be no sign of the bite at all.

“Lean forward.”

Soren complied, and Gabe rubbed the loofah along his pale back, making note of all the spots along Soren’s spine that made him shiver when touched. When he’d covered everything, Gabe set the loofah on the side of the tub, cupping water in his hands and rinsing off the suds, pulling Soren back against him when he was finished.

“Satisfied?” Gabe asked, pressing a kiss to the side of Soren’s wet head.

“No.” Soren shifted against him, then placed the loofah back in Gabe’s hand, pulling the same hand under the water.

Gabe had already been half-erect just from being in the same vicinity as a naked Soren, but blood rushed to his cock as he felt hard proof of how much Soren had enjoyed that little rubdown.

“Are you sure?” Gabe murmured, squeezing Soren’s cock lightly. “You just—”

“I’m sure. I told you I wanted pampering. Pamper me.”

Gabe laughed, but the sound came out slightly strangled. “All right, brat.” He removed his hand and started stroking Soren again with the loofah. First his lower belly, then his hips, then the insides of his thighs.

Everywhere except for where he knew Soren really wanted it.

Soren squirmed against him more with each pass. After the third sweep, he snapped. He turned his head to glare at Gabe. “I’ll do it myself if you won’t.”

Gabe laughed again, giving in easily. He’d just wanted to see how long it took for Soren to lose patience. He dropped the loofah, wrapping a sudsy hand around Soren’s hard cock. “Like this, baby?” he asked, gripping him tightly.

Soren gave a soft sigh. “Oh, yes. Just like that, Highness.”

Gabe jerked him with firm strokes, twisting his hand around the head the same way Soren liked to do for him. He was rewarded with panting breaths and delicious little whimpers from his vampire. The water in the tub started churning as Soren chased Gabe’s grip. Gabe restrained him with one hand on his hip. “Shh, baby. Be good. Keep still for me.”

Soren whined in protest. Gabe could see it becoming an addictive sound. It was so rare that Soren let Gabe take control. So rare that he let himself be the focus of attention.

Gabe kissed along the back of his vampire’s neck, making his way over to Soren’s delicate ears, nibbling along the edges. The bath soap smelled like lavender, but Soren’s own cold pine smell still broke through.

His only warning before Soren came was the vampire gripping the edge of the tub tightly, keening as he found his release immediately after. For such a chatty brat, Soren didn’t say much in bed. Gabe didn’t mind—he liked the noises Soren made for him better than any coherent words.

Soren sighed in satisfaction as Gabe released his cock, reaching a hand back in search of Gabe’s erection. Gabe batted the hand away, nuzzling his nose against Soren’s ear. “I’m close already. Just stay where you are?” He rubbed himself against Soren’s silky skin, his cock gliding between Soren’s pert cheeks in the water.

He kept his movements small, doing his best not to get bathwater everywhere, but it still took barely any time at all for him to finish, groaning into Soren’s hair as he emptied himself against the vampire’s lower back.

Soren laughed to himself. “That was quick, Highness.”

Gabe nuzzled his neck. “I can’t help it that you’re so fucking sexy, brat.”

Soren preened at that. “Too true,” he agreed.

They used the showerhead to rinse themselves off again before drying off and climbing into Soren’s bed. Gabe gathered his vampire close, pleased when Soren moved easily into his arms. He brought up something that had been weighing on his mind. “Danny and Roman will be back soon.”

Soren hummed.

“Are you— Are we— Is this thing between us some sort of secret?” Soren stiffened against him, and Gabe mentally cursed his bumbling words.

“Do you want it to be secret, Highness?” Soren asked lightly.

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