Chapter 28
Wednesday, three o’clock.
Ji-Su went down to the kitchen and took a seat at the banquette.
He waited patiently, fingers drawing aimless shapes on the tabletop as he watched the clock.
A few minutes later the swinging kitchen door opened and Raul walked in.
A thrill went through him at his patron’s appearance.
He was as big and handsome as ever in a dark blue shirt with light blue stitching, perfectly tailored gray dress pants, and black boots.
His black hair shone under the bright kitchen lights.
“I was looking for you. What are you doing in here?” he asked with a puzzled expression on his face.
“It’s Wednesday,” Ji-Su answered.
“Yes, it is.”
“That’s your feeding time.”
Raul arched a questioning brow. “And you came to the kitchen? Why?”
Ji-Su’s cheek’s warmed with embarrassment. “It was partly habit. But I also wasn’t sure if you wanted to continue feeding from me here for your official bites.”
Raul slid into the booth. He scooted over until he was right next to Ji-Su, his body warmly pressed up against Ji-Su’s side. He leaned down to whisper in Ji-Su’s ear.
“Silly boy.” Raul pushed a big hand between Ji-Su’s legs, lightly squeezing his inner thigh. “We’re long past polite scheduled feedings in the kitchen.”
“Does that mean you won’t be taking from the wrist anymore either?” Ji-Su asked while trying to hold back his shivers from Raul’s warm breath blowing over his ear.
A soft laugh had more shivers trilling down Ji-Su’s spine.
“I didn’t say that. I’ll bite you all over your precious little body.” He nipped Ji-Su’s earlobe with his fang. “Wherever I want.”
“Oh.” Ji-Su’s cock started to stiffen as he imagined Raul holding him down, biting him wherever he pleased.
“Yeah. Oh,” Raul said just before he kissed him.
The kiss was so hot that Ji-Su practically melted against the booth back.
Raul crowded over him, caging him in so that he saw nothing past the wide expanse of his shoulders before his eyes drifted shut.
The kiss deepened, Raul’s tongue sliding into Ji-Su’s mouth at the same time he untied the draw string on his shorts.
He snaked a hand into the loose shorts, fingers teasingly trailing over his pubic hair and the sensitive skin of his pelvis.
Raul sucked on Ji-Su’s bottom lip before he slowly pulled away to trail kisses along his jaw and then down his neck.
Knowing what was coming, Ji-Su went still with eager anticipation.
Raul’s sharp fangs sank into his throat at the same time his big hand gripped Ji-Su’s cock and started to stroke. In the next heartbeat, Raul’s pleasure venom spilled into his veins. Ji-Su moaned at the twin sensations of pleasure. It was so much all at once and it felt good.
“Raul!” Ji-Su cried out.
He got a low growl as his response. Ji-Su clutched the front of Raul’s shirt in his fists, holding on as Raul simultaneously drank from him and jerked him off. His head fell back to give his lover all the access he wanted. That earned him another growl and a renewed flood of pleasure venom.
“Oh, fuck Raul,” he whisper-slurred the words as if he was drunk. Shudders wracked him as his orgasm approached as fast as a speeding train. Raul must have sensed he was close, because he pumped his cock faster and faster until...
“Ahhh!” Tingling heat washed over Ji-Su’s entire body, spreading out from behind his navel, up to his scalp and down to his toes. He held on to Raul’s shirt so tight he nearly ripped it as his cock throbbed and spilled in Raul’s skilled grip.
When he came, Raul moaned, sounding as if he was climaxing too. He took one final deep pull at his neck before withdrawing his fangs.
“The way you taste when you come...” Raul paused to lick the bite marks closed. “Wonderfully hot and delicious.”
A bubble of breathless laughter escaped Ji-Su even as his body continued to tremble with the aftershocks of his release. “You have my permission to make me come whenever you bite me since you like the way it makes me taste. It’s a win for both of us.”
Raul laughed too, then gave him a quick kiss. “Indeed it is.”
Raul exited the booth to grab paper towels and clean them both up.
Once the soiled paper towels were discarded in the trash, Raul took out food and water from the fridge.
He came back over with a plate of cubed cheese, grapes, and sliced deli meats.
The offering reminded Ji-Su of his first night at the ranch.
But this time, instead of passing Ji-Su the food, Raul fed Ji-Su by hand, interspersed with slow, soft kisses.
Ji-Su floated in a sea of post-orgasmic bliss, enjoying being warm and cared for by his lover.
Once he was full, Raul lifted him from the booth, carrying him from the kitchen in a bridal hold. Ji-Su shyly hid his face against Raul’s chest as they passed staff members on their way upstairs.
In the bedroom, Raul laid him gently on the bed. He gazed down at Ji-Su with a soft expression, but the words he spoke were anything but.
“Gonna fuck you while you’re nice and relaxed.”
Raul pulled each article of Ji-Su’s clothing off one by one, carelessly tossing them aside until he lay there nude on top of the sheets.
But Raul didn’t remove his own clothes. He simply unbuttoned his shirt and unzipped his pants, pulling them and his briefs down enough to free his cock.
It sprang up, thick and hard, explicit proof of Raul’s arousal.
His eyes, glowing bright with hunger, never left Ji-Su as he grabbed the lube from the nightstand drawer.
Ji-Su watched, his own arousal reigniting as Raul coated his shaft with the slick liquid until the entire length of it gleamed in the lamp light.
Raul got on the bed, settling between Ji-Su’s open thighs.
He used the excess lube on his hand to slick up Ji-Su’s entrance.
“Love the way you look right now. All flushed and content.”
Ji-Su lazily ran a hand over his own chest, brushing his fingertips over his nipples. “I am content. But I can take more. I want more.”
“Of course you do.” Raul leaned down. Their lips pressed together, Raul’s tongue sliding into his mouth in a hot, toe-curling kiss. “Because you’re perfect,” he whispered when he pulled back. “Perfect for me.”
He pressed the head of his cock to Ji-Su’s entrance and pushed inside.
Ji-Su was so relaxed, he slid in with relative ease.
In no time at all, Raul was all the way in, his balls pressed against the flesh of Ji-Su’s ass.
Raul remained still for a moment, letting Ji-Su adjust to the thick cock stretching his hole open wide.
When he finally moved, Ji-Su gasped at the first exquisite glide back.
Then, he moaned, hoarse and low, when Raul slammed back in.
As Raul began to fuck him, Ji-Su couldn’t help but notice the sensual contrasts between them.
Him, completely naked. Raul mostly dressed.
Him, soft and sleepy from giving blood. Raul teeming with energy and power from drinking his blood.
He loved it. Loved being small and protected beneath his gentle giant vampire lover.
Ji-Su twined his arms around Raul’s broad shoulders and tucked his face into the hot curve of his neck as he lay there and let Raul thrust into him over and over. He didn’t have to do anything but take it—take the pleasure given to him as their bodies slapped together again and again.
Heat rose between them and the fabric of Raul’s pants chafed against Ji-Su’s inner thighs with his movements.
They were no doubt going to be ruined after this, stained with lube and cum and sweat.
But Raul clearly didn’t care so neither did Ji-Su.
Ji-Su let his hands drift down to tease at the bare skin of Raul’s ass over his pants.
He kept them there, feeling the flexing of Raul’s powerful muscles beneath his fingertips
Raul pushed himself up, arms taut as he held his upper body over Ji-Su. His irises were molten copper as he met Ji-Su’s gaze.
“My sweet, precious human. Do you want me to come inside you? Want me to fill you up with my cum?”
A shiver of arousal traced down Ji-Su’s spine at the question. “Yes.” Ji-Su whispered his answer. Raul came inside him all the time, but Ji-Su loved when he asked first. He would never say no, always wanted to feel that slick heat pouring into him.
“Perfect. So perfect,” Raul whispered back.
Their gazes remained locked as Raul began to move faster, pushing toward the orgasm he needed. His jaw went tight, lips only parting enough to allow a single curse to get through.
“Fuck.”
Raul’s thrusts became short and quick, his rhythm faltering. Ji-Su knew he was close, could feel the way his cock throbbed inside him.
“Come in me,” he whispered softly. “I need to feel you.”
That pushed Raul over the edge. He groaned, hips slamming in hard one final time before he went still.
The line of his body was tight with tension with the first waves of his climax, then that tension began to melt from his muscles.
His eyes finally closed, breaking their eye contact.
With a deep sigh, he lowered himself down, burying his face in the pillow above Ji-Su’s head.
Their bodies pressed together as Raul’s weight settled over him, Raul holding up enough of his weight so as not to crush Ji-Su.
His breathing was ragged, hips giving slow, shallow thrusts as he enjoyed the final pulses of his releases.
Ji-Su’s lips curled in a slight smile, unashamedly proud that he’d managed to make this big, powerful vampire feel so good that he was practically boneless in the aftermath. He reached up to stroke his fingers through the cool silk of Raul’s hair.
“Are you okay?”
“Better than,” Raul mumbled into the pillow without moving.
His answer and lack of movement made Ji-Su giggle. “You wore yourself out.”
Raul stirred. He lifted his head from the pillow, withdrawing from Ji-Su so that they could lay on their sides facing each other. “Worth it,” he said before dropping a lingering kiss on Ji-Su’s lips. “You are worth it.”