Feral (Wicked Nights At Lair Book 1)

20. Yannis

Ithink I should be nervous, but that’s not what I’m feeling at all. Instead, while I watch Hale peel his jeans off and climb back onto the bed, excitement is what I focus on. Thoughts too. So many damn thoughts. But I push them back to stay in the moment. It’s my first time, after all. I snort a laugh, and Hale pauses and tilts his head.

“Something funny?”

“Only me thinking that I feel like a virgin all over again.”

A bright smile spreads across his lips. “Ooh I get to deflower you?”

Nodding, I wrap my arms around his neck. “Yep. You’re my first.”

“And your last,” he says, his voice dropping deep.

The words are tangled with promises of forever, but also a touch of danger, as if leaving is not an option. The idea doesn’t scare me though. I can’t imagine ever wanting to.

“Do vampires ever get tired of a lover?”

He nods, hovering above me. “Yes, but you’re not a lover. You’re everything. I could never tire of you and all the wonders you have yet to reveal to me.”

“Okay, poet. I hope I live up to everything you think of me.”

“There’s no doubt. You were handpicked for me.”

Before I can speak again, he closes the distance between us, kissing me softly but deeply. My train of thought goes off the rails as heat and need spread through me. Hale’s cock is hard, pressing into mine through my sweats, but he’s already tugging at them without breaking the kiss.

In seconds, I’m naked too, and our bodies grind together. I explore everything I can reach, squeezing his firm ass when I get to it. He moves from my mouth to my neck, then my collarbone then, fuuuuck, my nipples, sucking on them until I’m squirming.

I never knew getting my nipples played with felt so good, but I know now. I hiss with pleasure as he gently bites them, rolling them between his teeth. He kisses, sucks, and bites his way down my body, stopping between my legs and brushing his lips over my erection.

“Beautiful,” he whispers before engulfing me in his mouth.

I arch my back off the bed with my fingers tangled in his hair. Hale is talented with his mouth, nearly swallowing me whole before shifting his attention to my heavy balls. He nips at my thighs, and suddenly a sharp sting spreads through me.

I look down to see Hale with his teeth embedded in my thigh. His eyes glow as he gazes up at me before releasing me and licking the wound.

“Gods, you taste so sweet, my love.”

All I can do is watch as he spreads my legs and dives between them again, pushing them wide and lifting my hips enough to reach my ass. When his tongue finds my hole, I moan his name, unable to bite it back, but this feels so good I don’t care if the whole city hears me.

I’ve never had anyone do this before, and fucking hell was I missing out. After him tonguing me for several minutes, I try to grab my aching cock but he slaps my hand away, growling, “Mine” before resuming his oral assault.

I nearly lose myself in the soft wetness of his mouth, but I’m brought back by the sharp sting of his finger penetrating me. He inches it in slowly, allowing my body to adjust, and a tiny streak of fear runs through me. If his finger feels like this, what will his cock feel like?

“Shh,” he whispers, kissing my thigh. “I’ll take care of you, love.”

“Can you hear my thoughts?”

He lifts his head, winking at me. “More sense than hear. Every time I drink from you, our connection grows.”

“That’s amazing.”

“Truly. Exhale for me.”

I take a deep breath, breathing out slowly as Hale adds a second finger. The stretch is intense, but it’s not painful. It’s… good. I think I like it.

“Gorgeous,” he says, before sucking gently on my balls.

The sensations between my legs bring me right to the edge, but Hale won’t let me fall over. Every time I swear I’m gonna come, he pulls his fingers back. I lift my head to see what he’s doing, and my breath hitches at the sight of him looking very much like the vampire he is.

His skin is pale and his eyes glow even brighter, which is a really cool feature. Would my eyes do that too?

He pulls his fingers almost all the way out, but then he adds a third and I nearly shout. Yes, the stretch stings, but inside it feels so fucking good. The more he moves, the more desperate I become. Hale rises on his knees, leaning down to kiss my stomach, my chest, then my mouth.

“You’re gonna get on top of me, love. It’ll feel better for you.”

I nod, biting into my bottom lip. “Whatever you say. Just give me more of this.”

He smiles, grabbing my wrist with his free hand and pulling me somewhat upright while he keeps fingering me.

“I should have told you before, but we don’t need protection between us.”

I blink, trying to make sense of his words through the haze. “What?”

“Protection. Mortals care so much about it, right?”

I squeeze my eyes shut, searching my brain for meaning. “Protection. Oh. Condoms.”

“We don’t need them. I can’t transmit or contract any mortal infections or disease. You’re safe with me.”

“Yeah, okay.” Last thing on my mind, but good to know. “Can you fuck me now? Please, Hale. I’m gonna explode.”

He smiles, gently pulling me onto his lap and removing his fingers. I literally whimper at the loss, but it’s short lived as he lines the head of his cock up with my entrance. My hole twitches with need, and as I slide down on his thick length, my eyes water.

“Oh god.”

“Slow and easy,” Hale says, rubbing my back. “You’re almost there.”

I shift slightly, and then the rest of it is nothing but bliss. My body adjusts to the sting as it slowly turns into an addictive fullness. Exhaling slowly, I wrap my arms around his neck. The more I gaze into his eyes, the more they seem to glow, and within a few seconds, my body relaxes, molding around his, both inside and out.

“Do I feel good to you?”

“You feel like paradise.” He nips at my chin. “Move when you’re ready, and go at your pace.”

Nodding, I slowly rock back and forth, aware of my insides adjusting to his cock. I feel like I could split in two, but it’s a good ache. Finally, I’m actually feeling something during sex. I find a good angle and speed up a little. Hale’s cock hits me in all the right places, sending shivers through me.

His nails dig into my back, and I watch in awe as his fangs descend. I tilt my head, baring my neck and inviting him without words. He takes the offer, plunging his teeth into my flesh. I can hear the blood leaving my body as he drinks. His skin warms and his cock swells inside me.

Apparently this is what I needed to truly let go, and I find myself bouncing on his cock like I’ve been doing this forever. It’s indescribably good—too much but not nearly enough—as I chase my orgasm, but honestly I can’t wait to feel him come inside me.

“Gods,” he moans, brushing his lips over the spot he drank from. “You’re addictive.”

“Just imagine…the day…you can take it all.”

A growl leaves his lips as he tosses me backward. Holding on to my ankles, he spreads my legs and pounds into me so hard I’d fall off the bed if he wasn’t holding me. I cry out his name as my cock slaps against my stomach. My balls tighten, aching with the need to come, and when Hale rubs his thumb across the sticky, swollen head of my cock, I roar as my orgasm barrels through me.

I tense, digging my nails into his biceps as sticky ropes of cum shoot from my cock, splashing down on both of us. Hale seems to vibrate as he falls forward, wrapping his arms around me and pumping inside me. The combination of his body rubbing against my cock and his twitching and pulsing inside me sends another wave of pleasure through me, and I spill even more cum.

Holy fuck. That’s definitely never happened.

The two of us grind together for several minutes until he softens and slides out of me. The loss draws another moan from me, and I cling to Hale even tighter.

He buries his face in the crook of my neck, his weight like a security blanket over me as I fight off sleep.

I manage to whisper, “Thank you” before being dragged under.