Page 10 of Blood and Embers
Scott bent his knees, bringing his legs up and apart, making plenty of room for Pike to work his sensational magic. Pike stroked in and out, scissoring his fingers to stretch the tight ring and sensitize the flesh. His beloved was one to be adored and treasured; his presence was a gift he’d love and honor for a lifetime. He kissed his hip bones and the inside of his thighs; every inch of him was delicious and so precious.
Scott was running his fingers through Pike's hair, touching everything within reach, and his touch was as thrilling as his taste. "Touch me, Scott. I love your hands on me." He told him and plunged another finger inside, stretching him further, preparing, provoking, and enflaming his need. Scott began riding his fingers, forcing them deep and demanding more.
Pike removed his fingers and stroked his own cock a few times before lifting Scott and ramming his hard, throbbing cock inside Scott's hot embrace. He went to the hilt, holding his position while staring deep into Scott's eyes. So expressive and so hungry, it made Pike go wild with the need to satisfy. He pulled out and then rammed inside again and held still, feeling the need building in his beloved, the expectation overwhelming him.
He held Scott’s legs and began a battering of thrusts plowing inside that gorgeous hole, feeling the tight embrace milking him, holding him in a grip that was sending shocks of want and need rocketing through him. There was no stopping or slowing down at this point. His beloved's body was calling to him, demanding satisfaction, and Pike was giving him all he had.
The focus was intense, and the driving desire was extreme. He wanted this man so desperately. The room was filled with the sounds of sex and want and the smells of ecstasy. He felt himself coming to the edge, the power of release teetering, ready to explode. Pike grabbed Scott’s leaking cock and stroked it hard and fast as he came with an intensity that had him rocking forward to hold his balance.
He increased his pressure and speed, forcing Scott to climax at the same time. Pike dropped and sank his teeth into the base of Scott’s throat and drank not deep, not enough to complete the bond, but enough to solidify their connection. The bond needed to be discussed, and Scott needed to be fully aware of what was taking place. Pike wanted him to be excited and eager for the blending of their souls, so he could wait, but not for long.
He licked the small wound and dropped his head against Scott’s shoulder as they both concentrated on breathing. The air was thick with spent arousal and excited anticipation. It was wonderful. "You are fantastic, and that ass is to die for," Pike commented while licking his fingers and then reached for a few tissues from the side table. He carefully cleaned up Scott and then tossed the tissues in the trash before slowly pulling out, watching the expressions of pleasure play out on Scott's face as he did so. "You are so lovely."
“You are very good and very satisfying. I could definitely get used to this.” He yawned and stretched, and Pike lay down beside him. "I see you more clearly, Pike. You are so handsome, and your vampire is so excessive. I want every inch of you, every part of you. I want to know you like no other knows you.” He held him and kissed him hard and exacting. Scott was making his claim just as Pike had made his.
Morning came much too quickly for both of them. Scott rushed around getting dressed after spending up until the very last minute in bed with Pike, holding and loving that mysterious man. "I have to go." He said and saw a wave of sadness wash over Pike’s face, but he concealed it quickly. The expression was touching and heartbreaking at the same time.
Pike was dressed and ready, and handed him a cup of coffee. Scott took a few sips and then set it aside while never taking his eyes off Pike. “I . . . I . . ." He said, and Pike smiled.”
"Yeah, I feel the same." He then kissed him hard, pulling him close and grinding their bodies together. “I’ll drop you at your place. Call me anytime you please, I will answer.”
“My mind and my heart are so full of so many things. I'm curious to see if any of my colleagues are paranormal. Now that I have the sight, the world is going to be so strange.” He chuckled.
“Don’t fret about it. Take it a day at a time, and pretty soon it all seems normal. At least that’s what the other human beloveds have reported.” That caught Scott’s attention.
“There are more like me?”
“The Master’s beloved is human. My boss, Drakon's beloved, is human. Both young men had a level of fragility about them, and they managed, so you're going to do fine." Pike winked.
“You don’t find me fragile?” He laughed and grabbed his jacket.
“Fragile isn't my thing, and Fate always gives us our perfect match." Pike shot back.
“I don't do fragile either." With that, he pushed Pike to the wall and kissed him wildly. "You taste so fucking good, but I have to go, damn it.”
They headed out the door, and Pike commented. "I want to claim you tonight, so get yourself prepared."
“That sounds fucking delicious," Scott responded salaciously.
“Fierce, feral, profound, and passionate, and that's just the beginning." Pike teased.
“I’ll be here as soon as I get off.”
“I’ll be waiting.”
“The wolves that escaped last night.” Conall began, and Drakon interjected.
“They’ve been found and delivered to Nox and Adras for questioning. If there is anything to know, those two will find it." He said flatly, and Conall nodded. "They're young and from what I was told, they'd left Bagwell and were getting out of town when they were captured."
“Tell Nox not to kill them." He said, and then added. "Clear their minds and send them on their way when he is finished.” He walked over to the window that looked down on the Blood Rose.
“We’re lucky the Lieutenant was there. He organized the men and had the fire out in record time. Very little additional damage was incurred.” Drakon explained. “Pike has begun the bond, and his beloved is being brought into the secret. His presence and the things he witnessed will remain with us. He understands the seriousness of keeping this secret.” Drakon let him know that there would be no further interference from the authorities.
“Good.” He answered and turned back to face Drakon. “Bagwell lost a good share of his forces last night, but there areplenty of idle loafers out there willing to do anything for a few dollars. Bagwell will get reinforcements.”
“He does seem to have a hard-on for the Blood Rose. I doubt he will give up unless we hurt him badly.” Drakon spoke slowly and with deadly meaning. "Killing his men has no effect, so we should get more personal.”
“Cover the city and find all the Bagwell holding and destroy them. Eradicate them from my city, it's time we stopped defending and started attacking."
