Epilogue #2
“Do you want to or not?” he asked, a teasing lilt to his voice, lips searching for mine. “Do it. Claim me. I’ve been waiting for you to ask.”
He’d been… fuck.
Fuuck.
My cock jumped, rapidly swelling against Finn’s ass as the implications of what was about to happen caught up with me.
I’d make him mine.
Forever.
I’d share my lifespan with him. I’d have him for eternity. My Finn, my mate, by my side forever.
“I love you,” I whispered, interrupting our kiss just long enough to get the words out. Then my mouth was back on his, my tongue dipping between his lips. Finn moaned, arching his body into mine as he clumsily tried pulling my shirt over my head.
I made quick work of it and ripped it off.
I could buy new clothes. I couldn’t let a stupid piece of fabric be the reason I had to interrupt our kiss.
I wanted to tear Finn’s shirt to pieces, just like I had mine, but he was wearing a button-up, one that he’d specifically bought to wear today.
It meant something to him, so I reined myself in and started undoing every single button, even though it took far too long and way too many attempts.
I just couldn’t focus with his tongue stroking mine, his fingers twisting my nipples, his hips rocking against me, providing exquisite yet torturous friction for my aching cock.
“Finn,” I groaned as I popped the final button and came across a new problem. “Pants.” Also, his shoes.
Finn swore, quickly climbing off me.
I whined in protest, the sound coming from the depths of my soul as I lost skin contact with my mate when I fucking needed him.
It was a race to see who was naked first. One that I won because, well, vampire speed. Also, I wasn’t wearing any fancy leather shoes that I needed to untie first.
I’d have to implement a new clothing rule—only sneakers one could slip out of quickly were allowed.
I used the time I had on my hands to get the lube out of my night table and put it next to me. There would be no other disruptions once we were naked. I wanted him. No, I needed him. Needed him to be mine.
Finally, finally, Finn pushed down his slacks and boxers in one go. His cock stood proudly, sticking out from his body, the tip flushed a deep red, glistening with precum.
“Come here,” I rasped, making grabby hands at him.
Finn didn’t quite get the message. Oh, he climbed back onto my lap, but I didn’t want him to sit there. I stacked more pillows behind my back, then slid a little lower while urging Finn to rise to his knees, which put his cock right at eye level with me.
My eyes flashed, my mouth watering as I checked in with him, looking up into his wide gaze.
He nodded rapidly, gripping the headboard for support as he carefully brought his cock to my lips.
I opened for him, let him slide inside, and groaned as his essence hit my tongue.
He tasted salty, a little sweaty, and absolutely perfect.
I grabbed his ass, kneading his cheeks as I urged him to fuck my mouth deeper and deeper until he hit the back of my throat. I groaned as he pushed in further, his moves going from exploratory to confident within seconds.
“Eric,” he moaned, one hand leaving the headboard to grab my hair.
For another human, his grip would’ve been painful.
It wasn’t for me, but I loved it nonetheless.
I loved the tug on my hair that was proof Finn wanted me as much as I wanted him.
I loved the way his cock hit the back of my throat over and over again as he slowly got lost in pleasure.
I loved the way he let out a surprised gasp as I ran a slicked-up finger through his crack and tapped against his entrance. And I fucking reveled in the fact he couldn’t help but forcefully shove his dick down my throat as I breached him with a finger, angling right for his prostate.
His moans were filthy, the scent of his arousal heavy in the air as he rode my fingers.
“Please,” he gasped. “I can’t… I’m close…”
I pulled my fingers out of him, grabbed his hips, and gently directed him backwards until his cock pulled out of my mouth with a resounding pop.
Finn’s body was so tense, his breathing labored as I carefully guided him down until his entrance was lined up with my cock.
Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath. I needed to calm down, or this was gonna be over before it started.
My mate was just too hot. Too tempting, too…
“Fuuuck,” I moaned, punching my hips up to meet Finn as he sank down on my cock in one fluid motion.
Holy. Fucking. Shiiit.
“Eric,” Finn gasped, his lips clumsily searching for mine, finding my nose and upper lip first. His tongue plunged into my mouth, desperately rubbing against mine as he raised a little and sank down on me again.
I grabbed Finn’s ass, helped him set up a rhythm, raising his ass, then pulling him down on my cock while I fucked up into him as deep as possible, over and over again.
His heart hammered in his chest, setting up a faster rhythm, spurring me on. His blood called to me. I trailed kisses down his neck until I reached the spot.
The spot.
The dip where his neck met his shoulders. Right above the collarbone.
I opened my mouth and sucked on his salty skin.
Finn bucked up, then slammed down on me, a ragged shout escaping his throat as I sucked and sucked, raising the blood to right beneath the surface.
My fangs ached, slowly dropping, so I was scratching over Finn’s skin. Not breaking the surface, but just barely.
My mate. My mate.
Mine.
My cock throbbed, Finn’s hole clenched around me, and I struck.
My fangs pierced Finn’s skin effortlessly, his blood flooding my mouth, triggering my orgasm. My whole body spasmed, and I growled, a blinding light stealing away my senses.
I was dimly aware of screams, of hot liquid pooling between us, of my fangs still buried in Finn’s neck. Of his blood in my mouth as I swallowed mouthful after mouthful.
And then… a cool, tickling sensation creeping down my fangs, leaving my body, oozing into Finn. He shouted again, and his cock spurted more cum between us, fingers digging into my back, hard and blunt.
I smiled, awareness returning as I carefully pulled back and started licking over the bite I’d given Finn.
I felt my own satisfaction as I saw the mark that’d never quite heal.
Not the way my other bites disappeared. No, this one would stay.
Permanently. A visual sign to everyone and everything that Finn was mine.
And fucking with him would mean I’d rain hell on them.
But there wasn’t just my satisfaction now; there was more. A smugness. Exhausted exhilaration, and just so much… love.
I smiled up at my mate, and I didn’t just hear his heart skipping, I felt the echo in my own chest. Right where my heart used to beat.
“Wow,” I whispered, trailing a finger over Finn’s chest.
He was happy.
More than that.
He radiated joy, inside and out. Flooding my cold body with a love I’d never thought possible.
“Yeah,” he said, letting out a little love, reaching for my chest. His hand was warm on my cold skin, and he smiled. “I can feel you.” His words were nothing more than a reverent whisper. “I can feel your love. Your adoration. It’s crazy.”
No. It was right.
Finally.
The emptiness was gone. Completely. Not even a shred left behind. And I realized, maybe for the first time ever, that it’d always been there. Not always as big and gaping, but there’d been an empty spot. Like a piece had been missing.
And now, with Finn in my arms, our bond tying us together for all eternity, for the first time in my whole life, I felt whole. Complete. Invincible. Like nothing could ever reach or hurt me again because I’d found what I’d been missing all along.
Oh, I knew that wasn’t true. There was a very real threat lying in wait right now.
Of that, I was certain. Ambrose might’ve been quiet for the past few weeks, ever since sending us that fledgling’s head in a wooden box lined with blue velvet, but that didn’t mean he was letting things go.
Quite the contrary. It made him more dangerous because now he was planning. Stepping up his game.
But no matter what he’d do in the future, I wouldn’t let him take this happiness away from me. Just as I wouldn’t let him destroy this joyful moment.
“I love you,” I told Finn, raising a hand to caress his cheek. “Thank you for being mine.”
Finn grinned, dipping his head to place a brief, gentle kiss on my lips. “I know. I can feel your love radiating in my chest. And I love you too. Becoming yours, mating you, was the easiest choice I’ve ever made.”
I rested my head against his chest, my ear pressed against his sternum, listening to the heart that was beating just for me. For all eternity.
THE END