Chapter 19
Alexander
He wasn’t.
But this was beyond him. And he was tired of fighting it. He wanted relief. He wanted to feel like himself again. He’d tried staying away, but he still ended up here.
“I’m not,” Alexander said. “My hunger has messed me up. I can’t drink from another and I can’t stop thinking about that kiss. And this…” Alexander reached between them and wrapped his hand around Boaz’s cock.
“Fuck, Alex,” Boaz moaned, arching into his hand.
Alexander pushed to his knees, fascinated. He stared down at his hand wrapped around Boaz’s thick cock. It was so hard. Precum welled out of the slit, dripping down onto his hand.
“Look at that,” he mumbled, amazed by Boaz’s reaction to him.
“Please,” Boaz begged.
And the sound of him begging did things to Alexander. He wanted to see him crumble, like he had, become mindless with want. He wanted him to feel the confusion, the tension and the pain of wanting something he shouldn’t. He wanted him to feel the torture he had gone through.
“Please what? Do you want more?” Alexander asked, even though he planned to deny him.
He wanted to watch him suffer. The fact that he held all the power, send a thrill through him.
He rubbed his middle finger over the slit, smearing precum over the mushroom head in slow, soft caresses that seemed to drive Boaz crazy.
“Does it feel nice?” Alexander asked, as his eyes roamed over Boaz’s body. Even though he wasn’t attracted to males, he found Boaz’s body gorgeous. Tall. Defined. Muscled.
When Boaz’s hips rolled fucking the air, Alexander stared, transfixed. Then his eyes dropped lower to the hairy balls and the black t-shaped thing peeking between his cheeks.
“What’s this?” Alexander asked. He reached for it. His fingers ran over the smooth surface before he gently tugged on it.
“Don’t…” Boaz mumbled incoherently. “Don’t… please.”
“You can make me stop anytime. You’re a strong alpha. You could throw me against that wall if you wanted to.” Alexander tilted his head towards the back wall. Then his gaze refocused on the thing in Boaz’s ass. “Why do you have this in here?”
“That’s none of your business.”
“Oh really? You made it my business the second you kissed me. You opened this door. I didn’t.”
“So, you’re punishing me.”
“Does this feel like punishment?” he asked as he tugged on the thing again. “You look like you’re enjoying it. What is it for?”
“It’s a butt plug,” Boaz said, as if that explained everything. “Stop touching it. I don’t want you touching it.”
“Stop me, Boaz,” Alexander said.
When Boaz said nothing, Alexander pulled the butt plug out and tossed it over his shoulder without a care. It hit the wall with a thud and cluttered to the floor. Alexander stared at the wet, stretched hole, and all he could think about was sinking inside his throbbing cock inside that hole.
“Let me fuck you just for tonight,” he said, grasping his cock and bringing it to Boaz’s stretched hole. When the head of his cock touched Boaz’s hole, Alexander trembled. “Fuck. This is insane. Please don’t say no. I’d go crazy if I don’t do this.” He inched in.
Boaz placed his hands to Alexander’s chest, and Alexander was sure he was going to push him away.
“Just for tonight?” he asked in a breathy voice.
Alexander stared at him before he nodded.
“And we will be even. You won’t blame me for kissing you at the lake?” he continued.
Alexander went silent.
“Alex?”
“Okay,” Alexander said. He moved to shove his cock in before Boaz changed his mind, but the werewolf shoved him back.
“You can’t just put it in,” he said as turned and opened the bedside table. Reaching inside, Boaz fished out a bottle with a clear liquid inside. “We need lube. Give me your hand,” Boaz said as he popped the lid open.
“For what?”
“You have to coat your cock to make it easy for you to get…” Boaz blushed. Alexander leaned down, the urge to kiss the werewolf right then so strong. He stopped an inch away, their breaths mingling.
Boaz shyly looked away.
“You do it,” Alexander said.
Boaz froze beneath Alexander.
“I hate you,” Boaz bit out, as he squeezed out a generous amount onto his fingers.
“Hate you too…ahh,” Alexander moaned as Boaz wrapped his lube coated fingers around his cock. The lube was cool on his skin, but the heat of Boaz’s hand warmed it up in seconds.
Alexander stared down at Boaz as he smoothed his hand over Alexander’s cock as it was the most important thing in the world. When Boaz finally removed his hand, his cock was slick and it glistened in the light.
“Get off me for a second,” he said, giving him a slight shove.
“Ask nicely,” Alexander rumbled, Boaz’s words rubbing him the wrong way.
“I could kick you out of my bed,” Boaz countered.
“You could. Why haven’t you?”
“Move, Alex,” Boaz said, shoving him off.
Alexander laughed as he shifted off Boaz, but his laughter died in his throat as Boaz reached for his stretched hole. He pushed two coated fingers inside fucking himself with them, air puffed out of mouth in short moans, and Alexander couldn’t look away.
Impatiently, he waited for Boaz to finish prepping himself. As soon as he was done, Alexander was on top of him.
“Wait, let me wipe my hands,” Boaz said. But Alexander didn’t move. The werewolf shook his head as he reached for some tissue papers from the bed beside table.
“Are you done?”
Boaz was silent for a beat, a vein ticking at his jaw. “Yes,” he bit out.
“Be nice,” Alexander said.
Boaz stared at him, then as if in slow motion, he went to his elbows and kissed him.
Alexander groaned as he deepened the kiss. They rolled around on the bed, the kiss taking on a life of its own.
When Boaz ended up on top, Alexander slid his hands over his thighs to his waits as the Boaz reached behind and grasped Alexander’s cock.
“Your hand feels good on me,” he rasped, rolling his hips.
“Oh yeah? Wait until you’re inside me,” Boaz said. He went to his knees and aimed Alexander’s cock at his hole.
“Ahh…” Alexander moaned as heat and wetness met him. It felt so good. And he wasn’t even all the way in. Boaz moved his hips inching him deeper and deeper until he was all the way in. “Fuck…fuck…” Alexander mumbled as his body felt like it was about to explode. “You’re so fucking tight.”
“Ahh…so good,” Boaz mumbled softly as he lifted up, then dropped down.
“Shit.” Alexander’s toes curled as pleasure rippled through him and his balls pulled up.
He could feel his orgasm prickling along his spine.
But he wasn’t ready to come. He didn’t want this moment to end just yet.
He grasped Boaz’s hips, trying to slow him down, but the werewolf was in another world.
“Ahh…ahh…ahh,” he moaned as he snapped his hips, moving faster.
Alexander flipped him to his back, and dug his fingers into Boaz’s ass as he slowly pulled out and slammed back in over and over. The pleasure was even so much better. Intense. Thrilling. He pinned Boaz down as he fucked him into the mattress.
“Faster,” Boaz begged, squeezing around his cock.
Alexander dragged in a sharp breath as his entire body froze mid thrust. A whinny sound escaped his lips.
White noise filled in his ears as his body exploded into a million pieces.
He dropped down onto Boaz every part of him twitching as he cock jerked and cum came out in spurts.
Beneath him, Boaz wiggled until he had his hand wedged between them and grasped his cock.
“Fuck…ha…ahh…fuck…ugh” Boaz moaned. Alexander stared down at Boaz’s hand as it moved fast along his cock.
It was the hottest this he’d ever seen.
A few seconds later, Boaz cried out as cum shot out of his cock.
***
Boaz
Boaz stared at the exposed beams, dragging his air into his lungs.
He couldn’t believe he’d done that. He couldn’t believe he let Alexander fuck him. It was unreal. Like a dream.
What have I done?
Alexander shifted beside him. Boaz closed his eyes not ready to face him. This was a mistake. A huge mistake. A stupid mistake. Alexander hadn’t even tried hard to convince him. Boaz had fallen right into it, because he wanted it. He wanted the vampire.
Fuck.
Boaz’s heart hammered so hard in his chest he was sure Alexander could hear it.
He got out of bed just to put some distance between them.
He walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind him.
He leaned against the door for a few seconds, just breathing and assessing the situation.
It hadn’t escaped him how ridiculous Alexander’s reasons where.
Blaming him for saving his life and kissing him at the lake. Those things wouldn’t end with a fuck.
It was all so ridiculous.
Yet exactly what he been craving for weeks. Alexander gave him what he’d wanted. No wonder he hadn’t pushed him out of his bed. Boaz wanted him here.
Fuck.
Boaz walked to the basin, opened the taps and splashed some water on his face. He wet a towel and cleaned off his and cum. He reached behind him and dabbed at his hole, wiping away Alexander’s cum, slowly dripping out. His body shuddered from the simple touch.
Oh fuck, he bit into his bottom lip as pain and pleasure mingled inside him. He known being with Alexander would feel good but that had been on another level.
Perfect.
His cock throbbed and jerked at the thought of doing it again.
No. One night that. That was all.
Boaz rinsed out the towel and walked out of the room. Alexander was sprawled on the bed as if he owned the place. He stopped at the foot of the bed and stared down at him.
He looked gorgeous.
Boaz wanted to touch him again, kiss him.
Fuck. What had he been thinking?
“You should leave,” he said throwing the towel at Alexander. Boaz didn’t wait to see where it landed, he turned to the closet and pulled out his sweats. He put them on and waited for a few minutes before he turned around to face Alexander.
He breathed out a sigh of relief when he found him dressed.
Alexander looked at him for a tense minute, then his eyes sidled away.
Was he regretting what they’d done? He wasn’t gay after all. Boaz wrapped his arms around him, suddenly feeling vulnerable.
“I should get some sleep,” he said.
“Yeah, thanks,” Alexander said. Before he disappeared, Boaz felt the vampire’s gaze linger on him.