By The Moon (Live By Night #3)

Chapter Four

S taring up into Louis’ bright blue eyes, Jerome licked his lips, his hands trailing over warm skin, feeling the chest hairs tickle his palms. Louis let Jerome touch him, his hand cupping the side of Jerome’s face, and Jerome leaned into his touch.

Something settled inside him. A constant itch in the background that Jerome had never been able to remove. Now it was gone, nowhere to be found, and Louis was the reason why. Finally, Jerome was where he should be and with the man meant for him.

He could feel him in his mind, his body, and his soul. Louis.

“Shirt.” Louis tugged on Jerome’s shirt and he sat up, undid a couple of buttons then pulled it off. Throwing it to the floor, Jerome slid his hands up Louis’ back and pulled closer. Louis kissed him and Jerome sighed, his hands sliding into Louis’ blond hair. His fingers slid through the thick strands, and Jerome tightened his grip. “Jerome.”

Jerome parted his lips and moaned when Louis licked into his mouth. When their tongues entwined, Jerome arched up, his hands gripping Louis’ shoulders. So long he’d waited for this moment, for this man, and now he was finally here.

Hard. He was achingly hard and desperate for Louis to touch him. “Louis please.”

“In time. I don’t want to rush.” Louis kissed him again and Jerome moaned softly, his tongue dancing with Louis’ as his hands slid over Louis’ back to grab his ass. And what an ass. It felt firm, muscular, and Jerome wanted to take a bite out of it.

Louis broke the kiss and bit Jerome’s jaw before licking down his neck. Jerome turned his head, giving Louis more room, and gasped when Louis bit him again. He felt them. The fangs. Louis had said he was a vampire and Jerome had believed him instantly, and now he could feel them scrape over his neck. It made him shiver in anticipation, knowing when they had sex, Louis would bite him, and make them one.

This man was who he had been waiting for. For years he’d been dreaming about him, thinking about him, wanting to meet him again, and now he was here, and everything was falling into place. “Louis,” he whispered.

Louis scraped his teeth up and down Jerome’s neck. “Soon.” He moved down and Jerome trembled when he felt a puff of air on his nipple. It hardened as Louis licked it, and Jerome lifted his head, seeing Louis’ eyes glow, his fangs on show, and whimpered when Louis bit him, his fangs sliding through his skin. It didn’t hurt. No, it felt good, and Jerome’s head fell back as he tugged on Louis’ hair, urging him closer.

Louis sucked his nipple and Jerome shivered, his body arching up. Every touch felt perfect, like Louis was the one who should be making Jerome feel this way. When Louis moved to his other nipple, Jerome shuddered. He didn’t stay there long before sliding down Jerome’s body and tugging on his jeans.

“Time to lose these.” Jerome lifted his ass when Louis pulled and then he was naked. Louis stared at him and licked his lips. “Fucking gorgeous. You’re perfect.”

“And you?” Louis grinned and removed his clothes and Jerome whimpered. “Louis,” he murmured. He was hung. Jerome had length but Louis had girth. He was wide and Jerome knew he would feel him.

Louis leaned over him. “You can do me first. I want your first time to be perfect.”

Jerome shook his head. “I’ve always wanted you to be my first.”

“And last.” Louis detected a hint of a growl and smiled. “Say it.”

Jerome palmed Louis’ face. “My first and last.”

Louis gave him a quick hard kiss then slid down to settle between Jerome’s legs. “I can’t wait to have you in my mouth, taste you on my tongue.” Louis licked up Jerome’s shaft and suckled the head. “Jerome. You taste amazing.”

Jerome shuddered when Louis took his dick in his mouth and swallowed. His legs trembled and he looked up just as Louis buried his face in his pubes. Louis had taken all of him. When Louis hummed, Jerome jerked, his balls pulling up. Louis had barely done anything and Jerome was ready to come. Louis pulled off then sank back down, rolling Jerome’s balls in his fingers, and tugging on them.

“Louis,” Jerome warned.

Louis lifted and paid attention to the head, his tongue sliding around it, and dipping into the slit. As he licked and sucked, Louis stroked, causing Jerome to moan loudly, and thrust up. His balls tightened, a tingling wrapping around them and traveling along his cock. “Louis,” Jerome cried out. Waves of pleasure spread out over him and Jerome arched up, his body tightening. The room disappeared as sensation rushed over him and he lost sense of everything except how Louis made him fall apart.

By the time he sagged back on the bed, panting hard, Louis was licking up his chest and playing with his nipples. “Sounded good.”

“It was,” Jerome gasped out. His body still trembled and the way Louis was touching and kissing him somehow revved it up again.

“You taste good. Just like I knew you would.” Louis leaned over him, kissing him deeply, sharing the taste of his come. “Going to make you come again.”

“With you inside me.”

Louis kissed him and nodded. “Yeah.” He moved back down Jerome’s body and lifted his dick in his hand, stroking it and kissing the head. Usually Jerome was too sensitive but not this time. He could actually feel his dick waking up, trying to stiffen in Louis’ hand. “Hold your legs up for me. Spread them wide.”

Jerome held his breath. Was Louis going to…? No, he wouldn’t, would he? He did what Louis asked, exposing himself to Louis’ eyes, and bit his lip when Louis trailed a finger over his hole. No one had touched him there, and he was glad he’d waited. Louis kept stroking his hole, his fingers trailing over and around it and Jerome gasped at how good it felt.

When he felt a puff of air, Jerome whined then groaned when Louis’ tongue licked his asshole. “Fuck.”

The tip of Louis’ tongue licked around the edge then flicked his hole before moving back to the edge. “Good?”

Jerome nodded, then realized Louis couldn’t see him. “Why does it feel so good? It shouldn’t but it does.”

“Sensitive area.” Louis licked him again. “I’m going to push my tongue inside your ass, fuck you with it.”

“Oh fuck.”

Louis didn’t do that right away, but played more, licking and flicking, applying pressure then moving away. Jerome waited, then arched back when one of Louis’ fingers pushed inside. He felt it, how tight he was, but relaxed because this was Louis, and Jerome knew he would never hurt him. He was safe in this space with this man. Or vampire. Jerome didn’t care which. All he knew was Louis was his, just like he was Louis’. Nothing had ever felt more right in his life than being with Louis.

Louis worked his finger in and out until the initial discomfort faded away, and it wasn’t long before Jerome moved, riding Louis’ finger. Louis’ tongue kept licking his ass and Jerome arched up, his hips having a life of their own. When a second finger pushed inside, Jerome gasped, but the pain disappeared when Louis touched something inside.

“Louis!”

“Prostate. Feels good, doesn’t it? I love having mine touched and rubbed.” Jerome shoved down the surge of jealousy but somehow Louis sensed it. “There has been no one since I met you. I wouldn’t cheat on you.”

“You didn’t know me,” Jerome barely got the sentence out, moaning as Louis rubbed his gland.

“Doesn’t matter.” Louis kissed the inside of Jerome’s thigh. “I knew you existed. My mate. There was never going to be anyone else for me once I met you.”

Jerome didn’t respond. He couldn’t do anything more than moan and gasp as Louis used his fingers on him, sliding them in and out of his ass and playing with him. He kept licking and kissing him, making Jerome soar higher and higher until a third finger slid inside.

“Oh.”

“The pain will go away.” Louis rubbed his gland again and Jerome cried out. Before he knew it, he was riding Louis’ fingers, begging for more, and when Louis pulled them free, Jerome watched him coat his dick. “I brought it with me thinking about you.”

Covering Jerome, Louis stared down at him and Jerome’s eyes widened when he felt Louis’ cock nudge his hole. There was pressure, then more, and when the head pushed inside, Jerome’s mouth fell open. Louis remained still but Jerome could see tension line his face, the lines bracketing his mouth, and he lifted his hand, grabbing Louis around the neck to tug him down into a kiss.

As they kissed, Louis pushed inside, and Jerome wrapped his legs around him, arching up into every thrust, needing to feel it all. The brief pain morphed into something more, and Jerome whined and whimpered as Louis set a steady pace. Jerome kissed Louis, their tongues tangling together, his body heating up. When Louis bit his lip then sucked it, Jerome stared up into Louis’ eyes, the glow beautiful.

Louis moved faster, causing Jerome to cry out and hold onto him tighter. Louis plundered his mouth, nipping Jerome’s lips as their tongues slid together. Jerome could feel his body tightening, feel his orgasm growing and he broke the kiss and stared at Louis before tilting his head and exposing his neck.

Louis growled and slammed into Jerome’s ass repeatedly then hissed a split second before his fangs pierced Jerome’s skin. Jerome felt it, the pain as his fangs punched through his skin, but he barely had any time to react before his body exploded in pleasure.

A minute or so later, Jerome blinked open his eyes, and realized Louis was cleaning him. He lifted his head and watched, feeling a presence inside him that hadn’t been there before. “I can feel you.”

“We’re connected now.” Louis tapped his head. We can talk this way, too. Jerome closed his eyes. “I’ve been told it can hurt at first.”

“There’s no pain. Just the sense of being right.” Like this?

Yes. Just like this. So when we’re apart, we can reach out to each other. “I like knowing I can talk to you when I’m working or you’re studying.”

“Me too.” Knowing I can say your name and you’ll be there.

“Yeah.” Louis finished cleaning him and then moved to another room that Jerome figured was the bathroom. He should have felt some embarrassment at Louis taking care of him but he didn’t. It was what they should do.

“Do you want something to drink?” Louis stood naked and Jerome couldn’t help but stare at his body. All muscles and gorgeous skin, a splattering of light hair covering his chest, his pink nipples begging for Jerome to suck them. “You’re gorgeous.”

“I am? Have you looked in a mirror? You are amazing.” Louis held his hand out and Jerome took it, letting him pull him out of bed. “Water? Beer? Juice? What would you like?”

“Which juice?” Jerome had a feeling it would be his favorite one, and when Louis grinned he knew he was right. “Apple?”

“Yep, because you like it.”

“You have been watching me. Did you leave the food package as well?”

Louis nodded a grin on his face. “Did you like it?”

“Not at all.” Jerome giggled. “All my faves too. You know so much about me.”

“I’ve watched over you but I think if you thought about it you would know some things about me too.”

“You’re loyal.” He knew that after Louis had told him there had been no other person once they’d met. Staring into the fridge he saw several varieties of cheese. “You seem to like cheese.”

“Like isn’t the word I’d use. I love cheese. You could feed me anything as long as there was cheese included.”

“So cheese is the way to your heart?” Jerome glanced at Louis and saw the soft smile on his face. “Do I have your heart?”

“Since the moment we met, which sounds all sorts of wrong.”

“Only to someone who isn’t us, and you’ve had mine. I knew those relationships wouldn’t last but I kept trying. Deep down I knew it was because of you, my mystery man. For a while I thought I was going a little mad, you know. Dreaming of you but never knowing you.”

“I’m sorry.” Louis kissed him. “I had to wait.”

“And I understand. Puberty would have been hard on both of us. Pun intended.”

“I think we should take your juice back into the bedroom. I want to ride you; feel you push inside.”

Jerome sucked in a breath. “I think that’s a great idea.”