Chapter 14
Fourteen
Fox dropped face first onto the sofa and groaned when Winter closed the door on the last of his relatives. At one time, he’d been crazy enough to be jealous of all the friends who had these big, noisy families.
He was ready to take all the jealousy back.
The Variks…the Variks were fucking insane.
Loud, nosy, and bossy.
Okay, they were pretty damn funny too. They said the craziest, most ridiculous things to each other, and no one blinked an eye.
Marcus and Aiden seemed to take turns trying to corral the rest of them, but eventually even Marcus broke and said something snarky to his brothers.
And on top of it all, they were trying to figure out a way to keep from getting killed by an evil vampire and his clan.
For all their bickering and teasing, there was something very tightknit about these men.
Fox only had to be in the room with them for a few minutes to see that they’d do anything to protect each other.
They were less wary of him when they left, though they were still hesitant to trust him.
But it felt like their concern was more about Winter’s safety than Fox’s threat against all of them.
Winter around his family was subtly different.
It was difficult to put his finger on it at first. He’d needed to watch him interacting with them for a few hours before pieces started to fall into place.
There was a stiffness to his frame, though he was trying to appear relaxed, as if he were trying to hold this protective barrier in place.
His words were measured and guarded, like he was making sure he didn’t say something he shouldn’t.
Fox didn’t get that feeling when they were alone together. Sometimes Winter was cautious, but usually the words just flowed out of him, damn the consequences.
And then there was how he sat next to Fox, perched on the edge of the cushion, his body leaned forward as if he could physically protect Fox from anything his brothers might say.
Winter’s instinct to protect was likely a mile wide if Fox had to judge by how he safeguarded his family.
But Fox had not expected Winter to pull him into the tight circle of people he felt the need to keep safe.
Warm little flutters twirled through his stomach, and Fox wanted to laugh with delight.
Except Winter was likely protecting him as a means of protecting his family. Winter had to guard his family from the prophecy and right now, Fox was linked to that damn thing.
But what about holding his hand? Or telling him he wasn’t a “no one”? Winter hadn’t needed to do that.
There was no point in wracking his brain over it now. He was already drained from just talking to all the Variks for the past few hours.
Fox turned his head to the side so he could speak. “Was this normal?”
“For them? Yeah.” He couldn’t hear Winter moving, but his voice sounded like it was growing closer to the sofa. “I’m sorry about all that. They can be overwhelming. They didn’t mean anything by it.”
Fox snorted. “I bet that’s what you tell all the boys prophesied to bring death and doom on your family.”
Winter’s low chuckle skipped across his spine in a teasing caress, reminding Fox suddenly of other plans they’d discussed before the untimely arrival of his family.
“This is a first for me.”
Pushing up on his elbows, Fox looked over his shoulder to find Winter standing behind the couch, just a few short feet away. “You wanna have another first?”
One corner of Winter’s mouth tilted up. “What did you have in mind?”
“Ever fuck a witch?”
“I don’t think so.”
Grinning, Fox rolled over onto his back and stretched his arms over his head, elongating his body so Winter could easily take in all of him. “So then, you haven’t fucked a witch on this couch?”
“I’ve never fucked anyone in this loft. I don’t bring people to my place.”
“Oh, we have a lot of firsts we can check off here. I like it.”
Winter shook his head. “Are you sure? After talking with my family, I was thinking maybe…you weren’t in the mood anymore.
” Winter dragged a deep breath into his lungs and released it as he shoved one hand through his hair.
“We have a lot to think about and so many things to plan. We’re still waiting for Rafe’s contact to reach out to us about Damon and the prophecy. I just thought…”
Fox shoved upright, climbing to his knees so he was facing Winter with only the back of the sofa separating them.
“Don’t get me wrong. Your family is an amazing cure for blue balls.
But I don’t think even they can make me not want you.
” Leaning in, Fox kissed and licked along Winter’s hard jaw.
“Don’t you think we deserve a break? Some stress relief before we have to figure out how to save the world? ”
Winter turned his head, brushing his lips across Fox’s in the most wicked tease. “Just a break?” he whispered.
“Mmhmm. A short one. It’ll even help you get a good day’s sleep. We’ll wake with the answer to all our problems.”
Winter wrapped one arm around his waist and pulled him in tighter, pressing his cock against the thick pillows. His hand gripped his ass and those wonderfully long fingers stretched so they just barely missed his taint.
Fox moaned and licked his lips, catching the edge of Winter’s mouth in the process. “Please, Winter. Just bend me over the goddamn couch and fuck me now.”
“That sounds wonderful to me,” Winter murmured before capturing Fox in a draining kiss that had him pressing even harder into the couch.
His chest brushed against Winter’s and he plunged his hands into all that amazing hair, holding his head in place so Fox could ravage his mouth.
But the damn couch was still in the way, tormenting him when he wanted to rub his aching dick along Winter’s.
Fox growled. “There’s too much couch between us,” he said as he lifted his mouth to kiss along Winter’s jaw.
“Probably for the best. There’s no lube in here,” Winter replied on a sigh.
A low whimper left Fox, and his brain immediately started searching for close alternatives. Or…his crafty brain finally spoke up, using the last of the blood not in his dick yet, we could just go to where the lube is.
“Upstairs. Let’s go upstairs,” Fox grunted out.
Yet, he still hadn’t released Winter enough so either of them could head toward the stairs.
Greedy hands explored what body parts they could reach.
Strong back. The beautiful line of his spine.
That sweetly curved ass. Perfect lips. Fox wanted to touch and taste it all.
Winter finally tore away, gasping for air. He flashed Fox a brilliant smile. “Race you!” And then he was off, running toward the stairs.
“Hey!” Fox shouted belatedly. His brain still wasn’t getting enough blood to do more than run his heart and lungs.
He climbed over the couch, nearly falling on his face, and ran after Winter.
Tripping his way up the stairs, Fox enjoyed the view of Winter’s ass as the vampire had a nice lead on him, but he caught him right where he wanted to. In the bedroom.
Winter rounded the bed and jerked open the nightstand.
By the time he had the bottle of lube in his hand, Fox was on him again.
This time, there was no fucking couch in his way.
He could press the entire length of his body to Winter’s, relishing every hard muscle and decadent curve.
The vampire was a playground of strength, power, and beauty.
Fox was ready to finally have all that at his fingertips.
Their lips crashed together in hungry kisses while fingers tugged at clothes, stripping them away as quickly as they could.
When Winter’s bare skin finally brushed against Fox’s, he hissed.
It was like all his senses had been set on fire; everything was so sharp and sensitive.
He might have known this man for only a few days, but his attraction to Winter was scrambling his brain.
If he could just have this release, he’d get Winter out of his system and be able to think clearly again.
“How…how do you want to…” Winter panted.
“Don’t care,” Fox managed, pausing to bite Winter’s bottom lip. Winter’s bright blue eyes flared, and Fox wanted all that hunger he saw there unleashed on him. “Usually bottom. Just want hard and fast.”
A wicked grin pulled up the corners of Winter’s mouth. “Not a problem,” he said in a voice so low, Fox could feel it like a caress across his fucking balls. God, he was so close already.
To his shock, Winter spun him around, but instead of pushing him onto the bed, he marched him to the wall and shoved him against it.
Fox pressed his cheek to the cool, smooth surface and sighed.
This was taking a fun turn. Behind him, Winter shoved both his pants and underwear so it was all pooled at his feet.
His T-shirt had already been lost to their earlier scramble.
“Don’t move,” Winter growled in his ear, sending a shiver along his spine.
Fox managed a cheeky grin as he shook his ass in Winter’s direction. “You mean like this?”
Winter’s hand cracked loudly across one cheek and Fox moaned. He wasn’t one for spanking in general, but right now, he wanted everything from Winter. He was standing on the edge of lightning, and the vampire’s thick cock inside of him was the only thing that was going to bring him relief.
A second later, Winter’s hand returned to his ass, a gentle touch soothing away the lingering sting.
“Are you going to behave now?” He leaned in and all Fox could feel was warm, bare skin and deliciously hard cock settling into the crease of his ass.
He was starting to melt down and Winter wasn’t even inside of him yet.
“I will do whatever the hell you want me to if it gets you inside of me,” Fox replied, his voice holding a hint of pleading.