Chapter 20 #2
I turn my face and he’s there, just like he promised.
I claim his lips with a sigh and Roman shifts on top of me, bringing the long, hard shape of his cock flush with mine through our clothes.
I wrench my mouth away from Jareth’s and find Roman’s, hot and ready for me, his tongue thrusting between my lips in a rough kind of claiming.
“You do smell different,” he rumbles, raking his fingers through my hair and using the grip to tilt my head back so he can dip his face into the crook of my neck.
Jareth nibbles my earlobe while Roman drags in a deep breath against my skin, his nose pressed right up against my pulse point; the same spot where Cas sank his fangs into me just minutes ago. “You smell like ours now.”
He jerks his hips, grinding his cock against mine, making my balls tighten and every desperate, horny feeling inside my body ratchet even higher.
“I don’t want you to feed on anyone else again, mate. I only want you to smell like Jareth and me for the rest of eternity, do you understand?” Roman growls possessively.
“Yes,” I gasp, tugging on his clothes, needing to feel his bare skin against mine. “Please. Please.” I’m not even sure what I’m begging for, but they seem to know.
JARETH
It’s obvious now what Cas meant when he said to “have fun.” I’ve never seen Loch like this, and that includes the time I mixed a lust potion for us to take together just for the hell of it.
That was a wild night, but this is different.
I saw that look in Loch’s eyes as Cassius was draining him.
Some animal part of his brain truly believed he was dying.
This is adrenaline and a reaction to our combined blood flowing through his veins.
This is a raw, primal need to remind himself that he survived.
And I think Roman and I need it just as much as he does.
We undress Lochlan together, blindly tossing his clothes aside and kissing his exposed skin.
Roman grazes his teeth along Loch’s hip as he tugs his pants down while I drag the flat of my tongue over his stiff nipple, getting exactly the reaction I was hoping for, the one I knew I would get.
Lochlan hisses through his teeth and arches off the bed, pressing the hard nub more firmly against my tongue and threading his fingers into my hair.
There was a small part of me that was afraid that he would react to me differently now that he’s a vampire, now that he’s Roman’s fated mate, but I still know exactly where he likes to be kissed and touched. I know how to make him pant and writhe and beg for more.
“Naked,” Loch gasps, tugging on my shirt.
I laugh with his nipple caught between my teeth and he gasps again, bucking his hips, his cock slapping against his belly with the motion now that his pants are gone.
“So beautiful,” Roman rumbles, and I look down to find him between Loch’s legs, not just looking at his fated mate, but looking at where I’m teasing him, at Loch’s hands clumsily trying to get me undressed, his expression full of lust and awe.
Then he lifts Loch’s hips up a few inches and buries his face in his ass, letting out muffled moans in between wet licking sounds.
Loch wails and precum drools from his cock to pool on the porcelain skin of his belly.
I kiss my way down to lap up the salty drips, and then I wrap my lips around the head of his cock and tease him by only sucking and licking the crown.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck. I need it. Fuck me. Ride me. Please, please, please.”
“Patience, love.” Roman licks his way up to Loch’s balls, and I see them jerk under Roman’s tongue.
Loch bucks his hips and I let his cock slide deeper into my mouth, drooling more precum onto my tongue.
Roman keeps licking, dragging his tongue up to the base of Loch’s cock where my lips haven’t reached yet, chasing me all the way back to his tip as I let him slide out of my mouth.
We meet in a wet, tongue-heavy kiss around Lochlan’s cockhead, and he moans both our names in a raw, desperate voice.
It hits me all over again that this is real.
I’ve spent most of my life wishing Roman could be mine, that I could know what it would feel like to have his hands on me without waiting for him to pull away and put a stop to things.
Lochlan’s cock slips from between our mouths and the kiss becomes just about the two of us for a minute.
I can still hear Loch’s encouraging moans, hear him panting our names, but I let myself get lost in the way Roman growls quietly as he licks into my mouth, and the feeling of us tearing wildly at each other’s clothes.
“You want what he asked for, baby?” Roman asks, breaking the kiss so we can both pull our shirts off and toss them aside. “You want to ride him while I fill him with my cock?”
I nod, panting against his lips before diving back in for another hungry kiss.
I know what he’s going to ask next without him having to say a word.
And I have it covered. I quietly murmur an incantation into the kiss as we both shimmy our pants off.
My magic warms the surface of my skin and sparks on my lips as slickness blooms inside my hole.
The sensation takes some getting used to, but it’s definitely a handy spell.
Roman kneads my ass cheeks with his big, strong hands, and then slides his fingers into my crease. He moans around my tongue when his fingertips meet my slippery rim, magically lubed and ready to be fingered and fucked.
“I’m going to fuck you and knot you one day, fill you up with my cum until it’s dripping out of your sweet little hole,” he growls.
“Fuck, yes,” I groan, and Lochlan whimpers, bringing our attention back to our feral, horny vampire.
“Don’t worry, Lochy, you’re about to get your turn.
You think you can handle the beast Roman’s packing?
” I tease, looking at him as I wrap my hand around Roman’s impressive girth and give it a slow tug.
Roman makes a needy sound from deep in his chest and bucks into my grasp, his cock getting even stiffer as he eases two fingers into my hole. “Fuck, baby, you’re so goddamn tight.”
He kisses down my throat and sucks on my collarbone, careful with his teeth so they don’t break my skin. I wonder what would happen if he bit me, if he marked me. I’m not his fated mate, so would the mate bite even work? I shake my head to clear the useless thought.
“I bet you love how he feels when he rides you, don’t you, love?” Roman growls.
Loch whimpers and nods, clawing at the sheets, his eyes fixed on Roman’s fingers sliding slowly in and out of my hole.
“You want a better look?” Roman smirks, pulling his fingers out quick enough to make me gasp, then manhandling me into a different position.
I’m not sure exactly how he manages it, but in a blink, he’s pulled Lochlan towards the foot of the bed so his legs are hanging off and set me straddling him while Roman stands between Loch’s legs.
He grabs my ass cheeks again and parts them so Loch can see my tight, glistening hole.
“So perfect,” Loch murmurs. “Put your fingers back in him, get him ready for my cock.”
“That what you want too, baby?” Roman nuzzles my ear, nipping gently at the lobe as I tremble and cant my hips, grinding my throbbing cock against the hard planes of his stomach.
He sinks two fingers back inside me, stretching me, making me ache for more.
“What about Loch? You going to get him ready to take my big cock?” Roman rumbles, nudging Loch’s legs wider.