7. Chapter Six
Chapter Six
Calder
I ’m on cloud nine right now as I basically float into the living room with my hand in Aiden’s. The kiss was even better than I had fantasized. All I want to do is keep kissing him, but I’m sure with the way that Marcus reacted earlier he’d probably have a conniption.
My mind replays the kiss on repeat as I hyper-fixate on how his lips were deliciously soft, and he tasted like heaven. Every part of me wanted to keep kissing him there at my front door, but I knew that Marcus would have made a big deal about waiting eventually. I didn’t want Aiden to be embarrassed like that, so I forced myself to break away from that delicious kiss and his sinful lips.
When my brain finally focuses, I find Marcus staring at me with wide eyes, “I don’t even have words, or maybe I have too many to decide on just a few. I was definitely not expecting… all of that.” He waves his hand at Aiden and me and then towards the entrance of my house. Instead of trying to explain myself to one of my oldest friends I just tug Aiden with me to one of my couches to sit down.
“Oh, so we’re just going to play the ignore-your-best-friend game, Calder,” Marcus goes on completely unbothered by my silence. I give a little shrug before a wide smile spreads across my face, “I don’t even have the words to explain right now, Marcus.” I’m sure I’m giving Marcus a dopey grin right now, but I can’t bring myself to care.
A little growl sounds from my side, and I go to turn towards Aiden. Out of nowhere, he lunges for me crawling into my lap and burying his face against my neck.
“Umm, is he alright,” Marcus asks as he cocks an eyebrow at me. There’s clear amusement on his stupid face as he takes in my predicament.
My hands rubbed instinctually against his back to soothe him. Aiden whips his head in his direction and lets out a hiss before burying his face against my neck once more.
“Did you just hiss at me,” I distantly hear Marcus ask with amusement in his voice. I can’t even manage to think straight right now. Definitely not with Aiden in my lap pressed against me like he is.
“Well, he was licking my nipple while he was asleep earlier,” I mumble absentmindedly with a shrug.
“You’re not supposed to bring those things up like that,” Aiden whines slightly muffled against my neck.
“Too much info,” Marcus says at the same time.
I look between the two of them as a small laugh escapes me. I probably shouldn’t be laughing right now, but it is what it is. My hands fall to Aiden’s hips as my head rests back against the couch.
“Why? It’s the truth,” I mumble through my laughter while running one of my hands through Aiden’s messy hair.
I don’t even know what the hell has gotten into him. I didn’t take him as someone who would be this openly possessive, but I’m pleasantly surprised with being proven wrong. Plus, it’s not like I would be complaining either. I’m rather enjoying the feel of him in my lap as his hips grind subtly against mine.
He glares up at me like I personally betrayed him even as his pupils dilate from the memory he’s probably currently recalling. His hips grind harder as his mouth parts in pleasure and the friction has me hardening against him within seconds. A feral possessive glint begins to enter Aiden’s eyes just before he leans forward to press his nose against the sensitive skin of my neck.
“I’m gonna go,” I vaguely hear Marcus’s murmur, “I’ll just be in the kitchen if you need me…” Aiden lets out another little hiss but doesn’t acknowledge anything else. Especially as he grabs a fistful of my hair and whips my head to the side to give himself better access. My eyes widen slightly in shock from the aggressive move. My hands land on his hips again trying to still his movements but he’s relentless in what he wants.
The sensation of his hard cock sliding against mine with only the thin barrier of fabric between us has me moaning out in pleasure.
“Aiden,” I try to warn, but it sounds anything but a warning when it comes out as a breathy moan, “you need to stop, little bat.” My breaths quickly become heavy panting, and my hands grip his ass harder.
Instead of stopping he starts to pick up his pace as he thrusts harder against me. That’s when I feel his fangs sink into the side of my neck ripping a deep moan from my throat.
“Please, Aiden,” at this point I have no idea what I’m pleading for as my cock pulses between our bodies. All I do know is that I never want this feeling to end.
My thighs shake, my grip tightens, and my breath hitches in my throat. The feel of him rubbing against me and him sucking my neck has me close to the edge of my release whether I want it to happen or not. Suddenly he pulls his fangs from my neck throwing back his head in pleasure as he licks his lips clean of my blood.
The sight of his pleasure has me frozen in place just watching him in awe. He’s so fucking beautiful, and I doubt he even knows it. I don’t think he understands the effect he already has on me.
He crawls off my lap and kneels in front of me. Before I can even think to protest, he pulls my painfully hard cock out of my pajama pants and wraps his plump lips around the head of my cock, and sucks. My hips jolt upward in surprise as I try to remember how the fuck to breathe.
“Oh,” I manage to moan as he sucks me down like it’s his life goal.
“Holy fuck,” I pant out as I feel myself hit the back of his throat as he begins to swallow causing his throat to restrict around my hard length. My cock starts to pulse against his tongue.
“Don’t stop,” I grit out between my pants my hands finding their way into his hair and gripping for something to hold on to, “mmm, so fucking good, Aiden.”
He lets out a moan of pleasure and the vibration has my eyes rolling backward and my hips thrusting involuntarily. I love seeing the frantic way he’s sucking me down with such enthusiasm even though it is a bit messy and inexperienced. I greedily want to believe that I’m his first and will be his last if I have anything to say about it.
My toes curl in the rug as he brings me closer and closer to my release. When I look back down his bright eyes are already staring back at me. His cheeks are flush, and saliva is slipping down his chin where I’m stretching his lips to the maximum. The heat in his eyes has me tipping over the edge into my orgasm.
“Open. I want to see,” I manage to get out and he immediately complies, opening his mouth for me to watch my cock spurt ropes of cum into his mouth. The sight has my orgasm lasting longer than ever before as I continue to pulse against his wet hot tongue. I watch my cum and his saliva mixing in a mess only prolonging my pleasure and satisfaction.
He closes his mouth when I’m done and lets out a little hum of satisfaction. Instead of swallowing my cum like I thought he would do he spits it out into his hand. He quickly pulls his pajama shorts down causing his hard cock to spring free. The head is an angry red and glistening and all I can do is stare down at the sight in front of me.
He wraps his cum covered hand around his length and begins to stroke himself. His strokes are frantic movements from the base all the way to the tip and back down again. His little body flexes and tenses with his erratic movements.
Using my release to jerk himself off as he moaned and gasped in front of me must be the hottest thing I have ever witnessed in the entirety of my life. His mouth parts on a desperate moan that goes straight to my balls. Fuck, he is a stunning little dark creature.
I watch him chase his release as his gaze darts between mine and my still-twitching cock.
“Come for me, Aiden,” I grit out as I run my hand through his hair, “Come for me, little bat. Show me just how turned on you are from sucking my cock. Show me how much you loved it.” His hips stutter as he lets out a long, beautiful moan wrapped around my name.
His body jerks forward as his cum sprays against my legs and the bottom of the couch. I watch him curl into himself with the intensity of his release as he gasps for air. When he’s finally sated, he sits back on his hunches swiping a finger through his mess at the tip of his cock.
He slowly brings it up to my mouth and without hesitation, I open and wrap my lips around his finger. I lap and suck at his salty release with a pleasure-filled hum. He shivers as he watches me with dilated eyes as my tongue swirls around his finger to get every last trace of him.
When I finally release his finger, he looks up at me and I can’t help but murmur, “Was someone feeling a bit possessive?” He gives me a bright crooked grin that lightens up his features. He lifts one of his shoulders in a small shrug and his eyes never leave mine even as he crawls back up my body and into my lap.
“I’ve never done that before,” he mumbles in a small unsure voice as he rests his head against my chest.
“Giving a blow job or chasing someone from the room because you’re horny?”
“Both, I guess,” he mumbles without looking up at me. I’m thankful that he can’t see my face right now because it’s full of shock… and a weird sense of pure male satisfaction. Maybe I was wrong about what I thought originally about my little bat. Maybe he really isn’t as experienced as I had anticipated.
I shake my head at myself before wrapping my arms around his back holding him close to me.
“Are we done asserting our dominance out here now,” Marcus asks as he peeks around the wall leading into the living room. Aiden leans back blinking up at me and I can tell by his expression that he’s nervous.
“Do you want to go hide in my room,” I ask him quietly so Marcus can’t hear.
He searches my face before giving a slow hesitant nod.
“Do you want me to walk you back there,” I murmur. Another little nod. I look towards Marcus, “Give me a minute and I’ll be right there. You can make coffee if you want, I know how much you love my expresso machine.”
“Fuck yeah,” he says with a grin before turning on his heel and going back into the kitchen.
Aiden blinks up at me and then a little yawn escapes him. He’s too cute for his own good. I wrap my arms around him and stand from the couch causing a little adorable squeak to part his lips. His arms quickly wrap around my neck as if I’m going to drop him. His fear is misplaced because I could never drop someone as precious as him. Ever.
“Well, that was… interesting,” is the first thing out of Marcus’s mouth as soon as I walk into the kitchen. I ignore his taunt as I bypass him and head for the fridge to grab another blood bag. After my orgasm and Aiden feeding off me, I feel completely drained. I don’t think I could even find the words at the moment even if I wanted to.
“I was half worried that he was about to whip out his dick and piss on you to mark his territory,” he huffs out with a chuckle.
“Keep your voice down,” I grumble turning around while thrusting a straw into the blood bag, “I don’t want him feeling embarrassed about what just happened. He’s already going through enough as is.” He gives me a pointed look as I suck down half the blood in one go.
“Thirsty much,” he asks.
“Fuck off, you’ve seen me feral before don’t act like me drinking blood in front of you is affecting your sensibilities right now,” I huff out.
A couple of moments pass by as I finally sit down across from Marcus at my dining table. He quietly looks me up and down, probably trying to figure out what to do with me. I would bet just about anything that he wants to yell at me but thank the Gods that he doesn’t.
“You seem to really like him,” Marcus says slowly before taking a small sip of his coffee. I play the words over in my mind and yeah, I can’t seem to help being enamored by Aiden. He’s quite literally everything that I’m not, but there’s also this vulnerability that he has about him.
It’s that vulnerability that makes me want to protect him from anything and everything. An image of him being sick in my bathroom earlier flashes through my mind and I feel this horrible sense of hopelessness wash over me. How can I protect him from something when I have no clue as to what’s going on?
Something I’m sure he doesn’t like showing the world around him his vulnerabilities. I can’t really say I blame him when this world can be so cruel at times. The thought that only I get to see that side of him has my chest warming with a weird feeling that I’ll have to look at closer later. Preferably when I don’t have company.
“I really do,” I finally say unable to stop my smile.
“Good for you. I’m really happy for you Calder,” he says with a smile of his own. Something in his eyes catches my attention… longing? Before I can say anything he continues, “Now tell me what’s going on? I assume the second ring is for Aiden, right? Speaking of which…” He pulls my ring out of his coat pocket and hands it over to me.
“Thank you, Marcus,” I say slipping my ring back onto my finger with a sigh of relief, “and yes, Aiden is the reason for the second ring.”
I pause biting down on my bottom lip in worry.
“What’s that look for,” he asks leaning forward and giving me a concerned look of his own.
“I gave him a blood bag earlier and he threw it all up,” I mumble while wringing my hands together, “that can’t be normal…”
“Is Aiden the first person you’ve ever turned,” he asks rubbing a hand across his brow.
“Yeah, why,” I ask feeling a little defensive, “I mean, it was pretty self-explanatory. There’s no way I could have messed it up if that’s what you’re trying to insinuate.”
“That’s not what I’m saying Calder so calm your tits,” he grumbles, and I huff out a frustrated breath.
“So, why the fuck did he get sick then? Vampires don’t get sick, and it wasn’t even just that,” I mumble.
“What else happened,” Marcus drops his hand to his coffee mug once more staring at me with an intensity that I wasn’t used to seeing on him. It makes me shift uncomfortably in my seat.
“It sounded like his heart was trying to come back to life. I don’t know how or even why, but I swear to fuck that I heard his heartbeat,” I rush out in a hushed panicked voice.
“So, what? He’s kinda dead then,” he asks with a scrunched-up expression of confusion.
“You’re guess is as good as mine. I have no fucking clue, but all of this is beyond normal and it’s freaking me out,” I say throwing my hands up in the air as I become even more frustrated, “it’s not like I go around turning people into vampires all the damn time!”
“Shh,” he hushes me, “you don’t want him to overhear you, Calder. You need to be the calm one right now for him. You can’t freak out no matter what. Otherwise, he’s just going to panic alongside you. That won’t help matters.”
I sink down in my chair and a heavy sigh leaves my lips.
“I’m scared, Marcus,” I mumble swiping a hand through my hair, “I’m scared… not for me, but for him. What am I supposed to do?”
“Well, you can’t do anything if you’re panicking, right,” he asks with a knowing look.
“Right,” I concede even as I glare over at him.
“Let me look into it and see what I can find out,” he grumbles as he lifts his mug to his mouth, “maybe someone knows something about what’s going on.” My shoulders slump in relief, “thank you, Marcus.” If anyone can solve this, I know Marcus will be able to. He knows a lot of people. Runs in all kinds of circles because he’s a warlock.
“What are friends for,” he says with a shrug, “I’m gonna head out. It’s going to probably take me about a week to get Aiden his own ring. I’ll look around for more information in the meantime.” I grab his wrist before he can stand up and his gaze darts to mine.
“Thank you, Marcus,” I say sincerely, “it means a lot to me.”
There’s still that look in his eyes and it’s on the tip of my tongue to ask him about it. I feel like a shitty friend when I can find the words. Something is up with him, but I also have a lot on my plate with Aiden. Fuck, when things calm down I’ll revisit this conversation later.
He nods and stands up from his chair giving me a reassuring smile before waltzing out of the kitchen. I hear the front door close, and I swipe a hand down my face. This whole situation has me anxious and wanting to hide, but I can’t at least for Aiden’s sake.
Instead, I pull myself together as best as I can because I need to be there for Aiden no matter what it is I’m feeling. When I turn around a little shriek escapes me. So much for pulling myself together.
“Fuck, are you part ninja or something,” I ask clutching my hand to my chest as if I’m about to have a heart attack. I guess that’s one positive about being a vampire. Can’t have a heart attack if I don’t have a heartbeat, “you scared the fuck out of me, Aiden.”
“I wonder what that looks like,” he mumbles with mischief in his eyes. The sight of that has immediate relief flowing through my entire body and it actually makes me feel a bit lightheaded.
“What, what looks like,” I mumble staring at him, probably like a total psychopath.
“How fuck would look being scared out of someone,” he asks with a little smile pulling at the corners of his mouth. His eyes shine with amusement and all I can do is shake my head at his antics.
“Oh, now you’re just being an ass,” I grumble.
“Never,” he says with a huff of laughter which causes me to smile in return. Yeah, it’s going to be okay. I’ll make sure of it.