Page 32 of Mistletoe and Mayhem
He hurried off again, and Kian turned back to Dorian, scowling at the way he seemed to be holding back a smile. “What?”
“I like when you’re protective. It’s sweet.”
He rolled his eyes hard. “I’m not being sweet. I just don’t want you drunk. I can’t very well take advantage of you if you’re wasted, can I?”
Dorian chuckled, sliding a hand around the back of Kian’s neck to draw him closer. “I wouldn’t be opposed to a little drunken sex, but I appreciate your concern. I’ll be careful not to overindulge.”
He sealed that promise with a kiss, and Kian sank into it, tangling their tongues together in a battle for dominance that left them both gasping when they pulled apart. Maybe he’d been a little hasty refusing to stay in the bungalow. He could get Dorian to relax just fine in there. And he could keep him naked the whole time, too.
A gentle clearing of a throat made him straighten. Mickey was purposely looking at the sky, giving them privacy while waiting for permission to approach. He appreciated the little kraken’s attempt and gestured at the table with a smirk. “You can put the drinks there, thanks.”
“Of course, Mr. Kian. Can I get you anything else?” He glanced at them, then around their table, frowning. “Complimentary sun block? It’s important to protect your skin.”
Chuckling, Kian snapped his fingers, and a bottle appeared in his hand. “I’ve got it. Thanks, Mickey. I’ll let you know if we need anything else.”
Mickey nodded enthusiastically. “There’s a spell on the table to summon me. I’ll be nearby if you need anything at all.”
With that, he hurried off to deal with his other patrons, leaving Kian and Dorian alone. Finally.
First, he handed Dorian his drink, curious if he might like it. He’d never heard of blood-based drinks, but people were making up new things every day. It shouldn’t have surprised him. Dorian looked pleasantly surprised by his first sip, and settled more comfortably in his lounger as Kian squeezed some sunblock into his palm and set the bottle aside, running his hands over Dorian’s skin. He knew he had his mate’s full attention when Dorian set his drink aside, sighing as he melted into Kian’s touch. The reaction boded well for his plans for later in the week.
Once he was sure Dorian wouldn’t get burnt, Dorian grabbed the bottle and switched places with him, dipping his head for a sultry kiss before he started applying the sunblock.
“Careful, gorgeous. Out of the two of us, I’m not the one afraid of getting caught in public.”
A light flush tinted Dorian’s cheeks, but he gamely kept going, letting his fingers tease over Kian’s nipples. “I think even you would have trouble maintaining discretion this out in the open.”
That sounded like a challenge, and one Kian was more than happy to take. He snagged Dorian’s arm, hauling the vampire into his lap. His mate made a startled sound, but didn’t fight the position, his cheeks darkening as he stared down at him hungrily.
Which reminded him. Dorian hadn’t eaten a proper meal in days. He’d gotten by with quick feedings but had been too exhausted by the time they got home to have a real meal.
Knowing how private Dorian was about his feedings, Kian didn’t say anything out loud. He nudged the bottle in Dorian’s hand, reminding him of his task while he summoned a mirage spell. Anyone who looked in their direction would see them lying on their loungers and relaxing. Only someone staring at them long enough to see the waves of magic would know anything was up, and no one even looked twice at them when they passed. Too busy enjoying their own vacations.
While Dorian was busy rubbing the sunblock on his skin, he tugged their shirts free, grabbing more sunblock to get the spots he’d missed while Dorian was still partially covered. Hands were everywhere, both of them more focused on the touches than they were about applying the sunblock. When Kian dragged him down for a hot kiss, Dorian groaned into it, abandoning the task entirely in favor of kissing his mate.
Distracted and horny was exactly where Kian wanted him, but he knew if he wanted to get Dorian to feed, he needed him edging on desperate. With that in mind, he wrapped one hand around the back of Dorian’s neck to keep their lips together while his other hand slipped into his shorts, cupping one ass cheek and squeezing suggestively. Dorian groaned, hips rolling automatically before he stiffened and tried to pull away. Nope. Not going to happen.
“Feel the spell? They can’t see us. Focus on me,” he murmured against Dorian’s mouth.
It took a second, but Dorian relaxed by increments when he finally paid attention long enough to notice the spell. Kian couldn’t keep it up forever, his magic wasn’t that strong, but he could keep it going long enough to get Dorian off. Especially if he used one of the many tricks up his metaphorical sleeve.
He used Dorian’s mouth on his as a distraction as he tapped the plug, setting off the spell attached to it. Dorian startled, thengasped, eyes wide as dinner plates as the plug started vibrating in his ass.
“K-Kian!” he whispered frantically, eyes rolling back when Kian encouraged his hips to roll in just the right way to cause the plug to push more insistently against his prostate.
“What?” Kian grinned. “You didn’t think I’d just get you a normal butt plug, did you? I thought you knew me better by now.”
“I– Ah! I didn’t think you’d– Oh, goddess, yesss…”
While he was fumbling for his words, Kian had wrestled their shorts down enough to wrap his fist around their cocks. He used the sunblock as lube, since he hadn’t brought any with him, and the combination of sensations had Dorian writhing in Kian’s lap.
Of course, every movement just caused the plug to hit the right spot, so it didn’t take long before his normally tight-laced mate was thrusting into his hand, a whining keen in his throat as the vibrations picked up with another tap of Kian’s finger.
Kian watched his mate fall apart with avid hunger, taking in every twitch in Dorian’s expression as he got closer to release. How the vampire managed to be so gorgeous while whimpering and writhing was a skill not many others had.
He could feel the way Dorian’s body started to tremble, knew his mate was getting close, and used that to his advantage, pulling Dorian’s face against his neck to encourage him to feed. Dorian didn’t protest, teeth sinking into the column of Kian’s throat, and they both stiffened as pleasure crashed into them like a rogue wave.
“Shiiittt…” Kian groaned, bucking his hips and tightening his grip as he stroked their cocks together, unable to stop himself from seeking more. Every swallow from Dorian felt connected to his cock, and he lost all sense of reality as the pleasure overwhelmed him. He came gritting his teeth against a shout, his hand picking up speed as he stroked them through his release.Dorian was quick to follow him, his moans muffled in Kian’s neck as he pumped his release all over Kian’s chest.
