Ice Man (15 page)
Authors: KyAnn Waters
Brett laughed. “God, I’m glad you’re home.” Brett clutched fistfuls of Rowan’s hair and ravaged his mouth. Teeth clinked. Tongues sparred. Rough passion-laced kisses.
Rowan jerked his head back and leveraged higher. His neck stretched toward the ceiling. The collar shimmered in the moonlight. Long fangs dropped from his bleeding gums. Then he glanced at Brett again.
Fear should have been clawing at Brett but he wasn’t afraid. He was mesmerized. Rowan’s mouth was red and swollen and his eyes blazed with an intensity that stole the breath from Brett’s lungs.
“I won’t bite. I swear it. But I need to fuck.” Rowan trailed a finger between Brett’s legs. He spread his thighs and Rowan slid deeper.
“Yes,” he whispered as Rowan pressed against his anus. Brett had hunger of his own. Rowan. Hot, hard and seated to the root within his ass.
He shoved against Rowan’s chest. “Fuck me. Now.” He flipped onto his hands and knees and crawled to the center of the bed. He couldn’t wait, didn’t need foreplay, just prep for penetration. He grabbed the lube, turned on his knees and braced Rowan’s hips with his hands. He sucked his cock, eating the length and savoring the smooth, solid shaft. Relaxing his jaw, he took him deeper, feeling the knob thrusting into the back of his throat. As he pulled back, he swirled his tongue, licking and relishing the flavor of his lover. Brett released Rowan’s cock and let his gaze travel over Rowan’s muscular body. He wore nothing but the collar.
His vampire.
Saliva dripped from his white and gleaming fangs.
“Condom.” He stroked the length of Rowan’s shaft.
Rowan covered his hand. “We won’t need them now. Vampires don’t carry or transmit human disease.”
Brett shifted and knelt on his hands and knees. Rowan spread his cheeks, drizzling lubricant over his hole.
He didn’t wait, just grasped his shaft at the base and slowly inched into Brett’s body. The burning pleasure intensified. “Oh fuck.” Before Rowan was fully seated in his ass, Brett’s balls tightened and he came. Hot spurts of cum shot from his cock. Rowan growled and slammed deep. He thrust in wild fury, his sac slapping against Brett with each stroke.
Brett’s mind numbed and his body electrified. He grabbed his cock and squeezed. He couldn’t hold back. White-hot flashes burned through him. Every nerve sizzled. Molten heat creamed around his hole and dripped from his slit. Holy shit! He came again. Spasms racked him. Muscles tightened and released. Rowan’s smooth cock invaded like the steel shaft of a sword. Hard, unbending and invincible. The pleasure in Brett’s cock bordered on pain. His balls throbbed. Rowan gripped his hips, thrusting with jarring force. Stroke after stroke. “I can’t take another one. Rowan, I’m going to come again.” He cried out as he convulsed. His muscles liquefied.
“Fuck, I can’t come,” Rowan hissed. Still, he continued to pound into Brett’s ass. The frustration took a on a sweeping pitch, desperate for completion. He leaned over Brett’s back grasping him around the waist and continued the long slide of his cock into Brett’s ass.
Brett turned his head to the side. His veins throbbed, his body spent, yet neither he nor Rowan was satisfied. They weren’t complete. He reached an arm up and cupped the back of Rowan’s head.
“Brett…” There was desperate longing in his voice.
“I’m making my choice.” He guided Rowan’s mouth to his neck.
Cool breath bathed his skin. Rowan’s lips softly kissed. “I love you.” Fangs pierced, sinking into his vein. Blood squirted to the surface and Rowan bit harder. Brett froze, held immobile by the stinging pain. Then like a warm elixir slipping through his veins, he softened. Yet, Rowan’s cock remained erect. He was driven, plunging his rod deep into Brett. His mouth latched onto his neck, sucking, drawing blood. Gulping sounds blended with wet sounds of their joined bodies.
Mine.
Brett started at the voice in his head.
Rowan?
Rowan licked Brett’s neck, stopping the blood flow. He reared back, thrust to the hilt until his groin pressed tight to Brett’s ass and erupted. The mental connection intensified. Wave after wave of tremors crashed over Brett.
Rowan’s release
. He felt the orgasm with Rowan. The sensation in his ass and the presence in his head careered him into another orgasm. His cock was dry, having nothing left to secrete with each pulsing contraction. Finally, he collapsed to the bed, pulling Rowan down beside him, into his embrace. He closed his eyes, sighed and kissed Rowan’s temple.
Why?
“Because you wear my collar.” He ran his finger over the smooth steel. “Now we belong to each other.”
About the Author
KyAnn Waters lives in Utah with her husband, two children and two dogs. She spends her days writing and her evenings with her family. She enjoys sporting events on the television, thrillers on the big screen and hot scenes on the pages of her books.
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