Chapter 33
Sam dropped Raul off in front of the ranch house at two fifty-five. Raul took the porch steps two at a time to where Gloria held the door open for him.
“Welcome home,” Gloria said with a smile. “Everything is ready for you upstairs.”
Raul nodded, pleased with her efficiency. “Thank you. I’ll see you tomorrow then.”
There would be no reason for him or Ji-Su to leave their room for the rest of the night and of course, they’d be asleep during the day.
Eager to get to his blood pet, he jogged up the stairs, quickly striding down the hall to his bedroom.
When he opened the door, his eyes went to the bed and he immediately stopped short.
Ji-Su lay in bed on top of the covers, wearing nothing but one of Raul’s plaid shirts.
Raul had to draw in a slow, steadying breath. Ji-Su laying there in his bed waiting for him was the best sight he’d ever seen. His chest warmed with happiness and he couldn’t help but smile.
“Hello.”
“Hi.”
Raul closed the door behind him. The room was softly lit by the nightstand lamps and the meal the staff had prepared for them was on a rolling cart next to the bed.
The cart held two glasses and a metal pitcher of ice-cold water, condensation beading on the outside.
There was also a bowl of fruit and a platter of sandwiches under glass covers.
The setup was perfect for their needs after the feeding. Raul began to undress.
“Are you hungry?” Ji-Su asked.
“Yeah, but not for that food.”
Ji-Su laughed, clearly not surprised at his answer. Raul paused undoing his belt to enjoy the sound. Months after he’d first heard it, he still loved Ji-Su’s bright, happy laugh. He took off the rest of his clothes and boots while Ji-Su’s dark eyes watched his every move.
Once he was naked, Raul sat on the bed and pulled Ji-Su into his lap. Ji-Su got comfortable, cuddling in close. Raul dropped a kiss on the top of his head. Coming home to this felt like a prize he’d earned at the end of a long night.
“I like you in my shirt,” Raul said as he played with the sleeves draping to Ji-Su’s fingertips.
“Do you?”
“Mmm-hmmm. You look very cute in it.” Raul nuzzled into Ji-Su’s neck. “And you smell delicious.” He unbuttoned the shirt enough to push it off one shoulder. His eyes fell to Ji-Su’s throat and the veins there. He traced a fingertip over one, feeling the flow of blood under his skin.
“Ready, sweetheart?”
“Yes,” Ji-Su whispered as he tilted his head back to expose his throat.
Raul was humbled by the way Ji-Su was so giving when it was time to share his blood.
Yes, they had a contract. But his beautiful pet was open and honest with how eager he was for his bite.
Raul’s fangs sharpened as he lowered his head.
He kissed along the silky, warm column of Ji-Su’s throat, heading for that perfect spot right above the curve of his shoulder.
He set his fangs there and bit, the sharp points puncturing Ji-Su’s skin.
Raul’s eyes fell shut as the sweetness of Ji-Su’s blood rushed into his mouth and his cock instantly stiffened.
He would never get enough of Ji-Su’s taste.
Determined to ensure that Ji-Su enjoyed the feeding, he released a burst of his pleasure venom into the bite. When it hit Ji-Su’s system he moaned.
“Mmmm... Raul.”
Raul’s cock twitched. He loved when Ji-Su moaned his name like that.
He kept one hand curled around Ji-Su’s back to hold him steady as he drank.
He placed the other on Ji-Su’s thigh and began to caress him with soft strokes meant to push his arousal even higher.
He slipped that hand beneath the shirt and between Ji-Su’s thighs, squeezing them and brushing his thumb across the base of his cock with light, teasing touches.
“St-stop teasing me,” Ji-Su shakily whispered.
In answer, Raul grasped Ji-Su’s cock. Then he released another shot of pleasure venom.
Ji-Su’s cock pulsed in his hand, letting him know the exact moment it took effect.
A shudder swept through Ji-Su from head to toe and a second later, Raul’s fingers were wet from the pre-cum leaking from the head of Ji-Su’s cock.
Ji-Su’s arousal heightened the taste of his blood and Raul groaned as he pulled more of it into his mouth.
When it felt as if every single one of his cells had been refreshed, Raul stopped drinking and carefully withdrew his fangs.
He licked the puncture wounds closed, savoring the final taste of Ji-Su’s blood on his tongue as he did so.
Then, his head logy and his body buzzing with the post feeding haze, he held his blood pet close until it passed.
“I’m all done, sweet thing,” he whispered as he looked down at Ji-Su. His lover’s dark eyes were heavy lidded and his cheeks were as pink as rose petals. He was so damn beautiful.
Ji-Su rubbed a palm over Raul’s chest, lightly flicking at his nipple ring. “I’m really turned on right now.” Shifting restlessly in Raul’s lap, he leaned forward to kiss the hollow of his throat. “Feels like you gave me an overdose of your pleasure venom.”
“Couldn’t help it. You taste so good that it drives me a little crazy.”
He undid the rest of the buttons on the shirt Ji-Su wore and pushed it all the way off.
“Look at you. You’re very pretty.” Golden skin and small, tight nipples, and his gorgeous cock rising up from his neatly trimmed patch of dark hair.
Raul moved Ji-Su to lay on the bed. He ran his gaze down Ji-Su’s naked torso.
When he reached his hip, he stopped. There were bruises there.
Purple marks staining his lovely golden skin.
Raul reached out to touch them and the marks perfectly matched with his fingertips. “I bruised you.”
Ji-Su looked down at the marks and shrugged.
“It happens sometimes. It’s fine.”
Regret swirled within Raul. “I know and I’m sorry. I need to be more careful.”
Ji-Su smiled. “Don’t be silly. You’re always careful with me. More than you need to be. I’m not made of glass and I won’t break.”
Raul traced his fingers over the bruises again. “I can’t help but worry that with my size and strength I might hurt you by mistake.”
“Do you want to hurt me?”
“No.” That wasn’t even a thought in his mind. Did he sometimes want to let go and be a little rough with Ji-Su? Yes. But actually hurt him? Never.
“Then I trust you not to,” Ji-Su said with easy acceptance.
That stunned Raul. He’d had previous lovers who nervously cautioned him not to go too hard when they were in bed together. But Ji-Su had no fear when it came to his strength. “I love the way you trust me.”
“You’ve never given me any reason not to.” He reached up and brushed his fingers through Raul’s hair. “My gentle giant.”
“Yours?”
Ji-Su’s eyes went wide. ‘I didn’t mean... I know you’re not actually mine. We only have a con—.”
Raul kissed him, cutting him off before he could say the word contract. “Do you want me to be yours?” His heart pounded as he waited for Ji-Su’s answer. Selfishly, he was glad Ji-Su couldn’t hear it even though he could easily hear his with no problem. It was currently racing with nerves.
Ji-Su licked his lips before they curved in a small, shy smile.
“I think so.”
“I want you to be mine too.”
Raul wanted to say more but he held himself back. As much as he wanted to lock it down and start making plans for Ji-Su to permanently move in, this wasn’t the right time for Ji-Su to make big decisions. Not while he was under the influence of his pleasure venom.
“We’re going to talk about this later. But for now, let me finish making you feel good.”
“I prepped myself before you came home. I figured you wouldn’t want to wait after feeding.”
“You were right.” He was always hard as stone and desperate to fuck Ji-Su after drinking his blood.
Raul slid on top of his lover, nudging his thighs open so he could rest between them.
He pressed the head of his cock to Ji-Su’s entrance where he was indeed already slick and stretched.
All it took was one strong push of his hips and he sank into him with an easy glide.
His eyes drifted half closed at the overwhelmingly perfect sensation of being buried deep inside his lover. “Fuck, you feel good.”
With his pet’s blood filling him with strength and power and the new knowledge that Ji-Su thought of him as his, the tight grip he had on his control slipped.
He growled and slammed into Ji-Su hard once, then again and again.
Ji-Su gasped. At the small sound, Raul realized what he was doing and immediately stopped moving.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“You didn’t.” Ji-Su reached up to hold onto to Raul’s biceps. “It felt good.”
Raul shook his head. He might not have hurt Ji-Su but he could have. Taking a deep breath, he got himself back under control. Raul resumed moving, but made sure to keep his thrusts slow and easy. He would be careful with his delicate lover.
A frown briefly touched between Ji-Su’s brows before it smoothed away and he closed his eyes. Moaning softly, Ji-Su let his arms fall and come to rest above his head on the pillow.
Raul wanted to grip Ji-Su’s wrists, hold them pressed to the mattress while he fucked him.
But the bones were so fine he worried he’d crush them.
He grabbed on to the slats of the headboard instead.
He kept fucking Ji-Su, sliding deep inside him with a slow, steady rhythm.
As he resisted touching Ji-Su, his grip on the headboard grew tighter and tighter.
The wood creaked in protest until both slats snapped in two with a loud crack.
Ji-Su’s eyes flew open.
“What was that?”
“Don’t worry about it,” Raul said before he soothed him with a kiss. He tossed the pieces to the floor then rolled to his back and settled Ji-Su astride his lap. “Ride me.”
Ji-Su pouted. “But I want you on top.” He rose up as if he was going to slide off Raul’s lap.
“No. Stay where you are,” Raul got out from between clenched teeth. He slid his hands up Ji-Su’s thighs, briefly cupped and squeezed his ass, then continued upward. His cock pulsed when he wrapped his big hands around Ji-Su’s tiny waist.
“Such a little thing,” he roughly whispered. He used his hold to raise Ji-Su up on his cock then pushed him back down. “But you can take all of me.”
“I can.” Ji-Su rose up on his own and sank all the way down on Raul’s cock as if to prove it.
“That’s it. Keep going.”
Ji-Su rose up again, the muscles in his slender thighs flexing with the movement. Raul gave him encouragement to continue.
“You look perfect riding my cock. You don’t need my help, baby. I know you can do it.”
Ji-Su quickly found his rhythm. He bounced up and down, taking Raul’s shaft all the way to the base then rising up until only the head remained inside him. Within seconds, the pout faded and pleasure took over his expression once more.
“Should I get myself off too?”
The question was asked with a bit of snarky sass, but Raul answered in all seriousness. “Absolutely. You know I like to watch you touch yourself.”
Ji-Su blushed but he took his cock in hand, stroking it while Raul watched.
“Beautiful,” Raul whispered. He could tell Ji-Su was enjoying himself. But there was something he needed to make it feel even better. Raul pushed himself up and shoved the butler’s cart out of the way.
“What are you doing?” Ji-Su breathlessly asked.
“Don’t stop sweetheart. Just need to get something for you.” He reached into the nightstand drawer for the lube. Snapping the cap open with one hand, he squirted some on Ji-Su’s fingers, getting them messy and slick.
“Ahhh!” Ji-Su cried out.
With the friction eased, Ji-Su stroked himself even faster. His bouncing kept pace, their skin slapping together every time Ji-Su dropped down. Raul never took his eyes off of him, greedily watching the erotic show his lover was putting on for him.
Fuck, he wanted to grab that slim waist and hold Ji-Su in place while he pounded up into him. But the finger shaped bruises on Ji-Su’s hips held him back. Again, he grabbed on to the headboard, squeezing tight as he resisted the urge to put his rough hands on Ji-Su with every fiber of his being.
“Raul!” Ji-Su suddenly gasped his name. “I’m about to come!”
“Go ahead, sweet thing. Let me see it.”
His head thrown back, hips furiously working, Ji-Su came.
Pearly white cum spilled over his stroking fingers, some of it landing on Raul.
Watching his precious little lover reach his peak and feeling the hot clench of his ass pulled Raul’s orgasm from his heavy, aching balls and sent it racing straight up his cock.
“Fuck!” Raul shouted as he came, loud and raw.
He couldn’t help but thrust his hips up as he poured his release deep into his lover’s body, but he didn’t let go of the headboard.
He was still coming, still groaning with the climax pulsing through him when the sections of headboard he gripped broke into pieces in his fists.
Splinters cut into his fingers and palms and the smell of his own blood hit his nose.
But Ji-Su was unharmed. That was all that mattered.
Ji-Su collapsed on top of him. Raul shook the splintered wood from his hands and wiped them clean on the sheets so that he could hold his lover. For long moments he caressed his warm, sweat-slick back, while listening as his heartbeat gradually slowed.
“You were wonderful, sweetheart.” After giving Ji-Su his well-deserved praise, he carefully pulled out of him then eased him down to lay on the bed. Ji-Su smiled at him, sleepy and content.
“That was amazing. I guess I can stop being a pillow princess and get on top more often.”
Raul huffed a laugh. “Come on, princess. Let me take care of you now.”
He sat up and helped Ji-Su to sit up next to him. Grabbing the wheeled cart, he pulled it back to its position next to the bed. Raul poured a glass of water and gave it to Ji-Su, to make sure he wouldn’t be dehydrated after giving blood and the exertion of sex.
Ji-Su accepted the water and slowly drank it down. When he finished, he sighed and passed Raul the empty glass.
“Water after sex is always the best water.”
Raul laughed and leaned over to kiss his cheek.
“You’re adorable. Here, you need food too.
” Removing the glass cover, he took the platter of sandwiches from the cart and balanced it on his lap.
Ji-Su nourished him with his blood and in return, Raul was happy to give him the nourishment he needed to recover.
“You’ve been taking your iron pills?”
Ji-Su nodded. “Every day.”
“Good.”
They quietly talked as Raul fed Ji-Su the sandwich squares and then the fruit by hand. Only once Ji-Su was full did he eat and drink himself. After he finished, he gave Ji-Su a short, sweet kiss. “Wednesday nights are my favorite night of the week,” he said when he pulled back.
Ji-Su nodded in agreement even as his eyes began to sleepily close.
“Mine too.”