Chapter 26
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
H yax had done all the mental gymnastics possible, but there was no other way to get the potion to work, and he was going to have to let Gwil feed from him.
He’d reworked the timeline, and while the book wasn’t exactly clear, he reckoned he needed at least twelve hours between being a vampire suck toy and brewing the potion.
He sat cross-legged in the centre of their bed. Gwil stood by the door, looking awkward. “I get you’re not super keen about this, but you could try to act less like a reluctant bride about to be deflowered on her wedding night.”
“I am trying. It’s just something I thought I’d have more of a run-up to. I don’t even have anything that goes with blood. I could end up clashing.”
“You don’t have to deflect, Hyax. It’s okay to be nervous.” Gwil came to sit on the edge of the bed. “What did you mean by run-up?”
Hyax had been thinking a lot about Gwil feeding from him, and had come to the conclusion it wasn’t the act but the timing that had left him uneasy.
“For our wedding night. I wanted to give you something that was fundamentally part of your vampire side. This just feels like I’ve had the option of giving you that gift taken away from me. ”
Gwil took his hand. “We can make this special. I promise that I’ll make this good for you.”
“I don’t think my first boyfriend was this considerate,” he said, trying to inject a touch of humour.
“Wasn’t he as clueless as you? I’m sure you said he was an equally daft posh lad.”
“True.” They’d shared their first-time stories and Hyax had got the better end of the stick. “There was no bloodletting, so this will be a genuine first for me. But not for you.”
He didn’t consider himself a jealous man, not in terms of past lovers. He’d fucking kill anyone who touched Gwil now, but he didn’t feel the same about ex-partners.
“I feed for food. I’ve only ever done the erotic side a few times.” He smiled. “And never with my betrothed. I wasn’t sure you’d be willing, which is why I never asked before, and while it might feel like you’ve been forced into this, it doesn’t have to be terrible.”
Hyax knew Gwil would never force him into this situation, and he shouldn’t feel guilty and Hyax would not let him. They might have to do this for a spell, but it would still be special. Their relationship was unusual and should be cherished because of it.
“I love you, and I trust you. I put myself in your hands, knowing you wouldn’t hurt me.
” He meant every word. They could claim this moment as theirs, not a prerequisite for something else, or a thing they had to get through.
Gwil had brought him pleasure countless other times; there was no reason why he couldn’t do so again, just in a different way.
Gwil learned in and moved Hyax’s hair, exposing his neck.
Hyax shivered as Gwil trailed a finger over his skin between his ear and his collarbone.
They’d touched, kissed, fucked, so many times.
He’d been swept up in the passion of their lovemaking and Gwil was the most wonderful man, but Hyax had never felt so flustered.
He gasped as Gwil pressed a kiss to his neck. “You’re so beautiful, Hyax.”
His voice was like honey, and he shivered in delight. Hyax tilted his head to give him better access. Gwil nuzzled into his hair, pressing kisses to Hyax’s jaw and whispering words of love and longing.
He let himself be pushed back into the pillows.
His heart raced and cock throbbed as Gwil mouthed at his throat, his fangs still sheathed.
Hyax felt giddy. Gwil’s hand on his hip, firmly holding him in place, and his mouth at his neck.
If he wasn’t careful, he’d come without his cock being touched, like a desperate teenager.
“May I?”
The words percolated through his addled mind. It took a moment to register what Gwil was asking permission for. There was nothing he wouldn’t let Gwil do to him.
“Yes. Please. Anything.”
He felt the press of Gwil’s fangs. A slight sharpness, but then a wash of pleasure.
He moaned as Gwil sucked at his throat, his body burning, the fire and desire coursing through him.
No drug had ever brought him this high, and to experience this ecstasy with Gwil was a gift he’d never known he’d wanted.
Gwil pulled back. He licked his fangs clean.
He couldn’t have taken much, and there were no obvious smears of blood.
Hyax’s light-headedness had less to do with blood loss and more to do with the raging longing he felt for Gwil.
The buzz showed no signs of receding. He wanted Gwil to fuck him; he wanted Gwil to fuck him now .
He surprised himself by dragging Gwil in for a kiss, and even the slight metallic tang wouldn’t deter him. “I need you to fuck me.”
Gwil growled and Hyax’s cock throbbed harder. He was, in the main, the more dominant of the two of them when they made love. Gwil was happy to let Hyax do as he pleased. This was no different, although most of the time he preferred to be the top; now he would kill to have Gwil inside him.
He removed their clothes with a wave of his hand and pounced, knocking Gwil onto his back. Gwil was hard, his cock standing proud. “You’re driving, I take it?” he asked with a filthy grin.
“I’m going to ride you so fucking hard, we’ll both be seeing stars for days.”
Hyax muttered a quick cleansing and lubrication spell, enjoying the sensation in his arse as he self-stretched and prepared himself.
He wanted to ride Gwil’s cock as soon as possible.
He leant over and kissed Gwil, possessive and demanding.
Gwil was his; no one else would ever get to touch him.
The spells had done their job and he was ready, taking hold of Gwil’s cock at the base and sinking down.
The slight burn was joyous and welcome; he moaned at the fullness of taking Gwil inside.
Gwil’s expression was one of complete bliss, and Hyax loved that he’d been the one to make him experience such delight.
They connected on so many levels. While they’d both had plenty of other lovers, their desires and needs dovetailed perfectly.
He liked to be in charge, and he was blessed with Gwil as a partner who had a slight submissive side to his sexual energy.
He relished the sensation of having Gwil buried inside and began to move his hips, setting a rhythm for his own enjoyment that he knew would excite Gwil.
The pace was hypnotic, and he was still high as a result of Gwil feeding from him.
Hyax bucked as Gwil wrapped his hand around his cock and began to pump and he came with a cry. Gwil shouting out his release. Fuck, this man was perfect.
He took a moment to catch his breath, his heart still hammering and his mind a blur of stars and hormones. Gwil moved him gently so Hyax could rest his head on Gwil’s chest.
“I think I now understand why people think vampires are sexy.”
Gwil chuckled. “I thought you already thought me sexy.”
“You as an individual, but not vampires in general. I get it now.” He wondered if there was something he was missing, and remembered another vampire trait. “Did you use your thrall?”
“A little,” Gwil admitted. “My thrall isn’t so all-encompassing, but then I didn’t really need to. You weren’t looking to fight me, and were quite susceptible after I’d worshipped your neck. I didn’t realise it was such an erogenous zone for you.”
Hyax hadn’t realised either, and he was sure it was more Gwil’s administrations than a true kink. “I’d like to explore it again without the bloodsucking.”
“We can, and I will do my utmost to behave myself.” He grinned, the points of his fangs exposed.
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”
Gwil pulled him closer. He had expected having his blood sucked to have hurt more, or at least the aftermath, but apart from a slight tingle, his neck was fine. “Why doesn’t it hurt?”
“A mix of local anaesthetics in my bite, plus you’re riding an endorphin high. Give it a couple of hours and you’ll probably want to apply a healing charm. I hope there won’t be enough discomfort to interfere with the brewing.”
He had a high pain threshold, and a little neck nibble wasn’t going to put him off his stride. “It shouldn’t do. Has Solivatus been in touch to confirm everything is ready?”
“Yes, all set up. He’s expecting the last of the more interesting ingredients to be delivered overnight.”
“I’d have been more surprised to find he kept them in stock. Not that they’re dangerous, but rare, and not used much. I’ve never had cause to stock crested pixie toenails.”
“Well, look at all the exciting firsts you’re getting to have with this case.”
Hyax snuggled closer. “I do love a bit of random potion-brewing. We’ve twelve hours before I can start. I think a cuddle and a nap are in order.”
“I can work with that.”