Chapter 10
Chapter Ten
C ollin paced the floor, unable to sit still, let alone relax.
He’d stayed at the vet’s office for as long as they’d allowed him, but now he was home and there was nothing for him to do except wait.
He knew logically that Luna was going to be okay, that there was no reason to worry, and yet he couldn’t calm his nerves. He had a lingering feeling of anxiety in his chest, and he didn’t think it was going away anytime soon.
And his anxiety wasn’t solely about Luna either.
Mikael was coming here again.
A shiver ran up Collin’s spine. He’d wanted Mikael to visit so badly earlier, but now that he was actually going to be here…
How was he going to resist the vampire?
Collin’s body flushed with heat, remembering Mikael’s lips on his neck, the sharp sting of his fangs, and the fire in his veins as Mikael sucked his blood.
He squeezed his eyes shut.
And then his doorbell rang, and he knew it was Mikael outside, waiting to be let in.
Collin’s heartbeat sped up as he stepped toward the door, and he had to remind himself to take a deep, steadying breath before he pushed the button on the intercom that opened the door downstairs.
Mikael would be here any second.
He swallowed heavily as he stared at the door, waiting.
All week, he’d been fantasizing about seeing the vampire again.
He swallowed heavily as he stared at the door. When he’d first said yes to Mikael coming over, all he’d thought about was not being alone while he worried about Luna, but now… his body reminded him of all the other things he wanted from the vampire.
Mikael’s kisses. Mikael’s touch.
His cock.
A knock sounded, and Collin startled.
There he was.
Swallowing again, Collin opened the door, his stomach churning with excitement.
Mikael stood on the other side, and Collin’s heart skipped a beat as the vampire’s gaze met his. There was warmth in his brown eyes, more than Collin had ever thought a vampire’s gaze could hold. And when Mikael’s lips curled into a tentative smile, Collin forgot all the reasons he should be nervous around this man.
He forgot everything but the butterflies in his stomach and the urge to wrap his arms around Mikael’s waist and pull him close.
“Hey,” Mikael said quietly.
“Come in,” Collin stepped aside so that Mikael could pass.
He couldn’t stop himself from taking a deep breath as Mikael did, inhaling the man’s scent and letting it wash over him.
Mikael closed the door behind himself and then turned to face Collin again. “How are you doing?” he asked, his tone genuinely concerned.
Collin sighed, shoulders slumping. “Worried.”
“Yeah, of course you are,” Mikael murmured. He reached for Collin’s hand and, after a moment of hesitation, laced their fingers together. His skin was cool, and Collin found that sensation strangely soothing. “Did the surgery go okay?”
“They think so,” Collin said quietly. “But you never know with these things, right? She’s under heavy sedation right now and they said it would be better for her to spend the night.”
Mikael’s fingers tightened around his.
“I just wish I could be there,” Collin said. “What if she wakes up and she’s scared?”
“I’m sure she’s well looked after.”
“Yeah, I hope so.” Collin closed his eyes, fighting the urge to bury his face against Mikael’s chest and lose himself in his embrace. He didn’t want to make the vampire uncomfortable by pushing himself on him, but… he was so damn stressed, and he needed a break, and it was so tempting…
Mikael pulled him closer, wrapping an arm around him, and Collin didn’t fight it, leaning against him and breathing deeply. Mikael smelled like the night, like crisp air and autumn leaves, and Collin didn’t think he’d ever smelled anything more appealing. He pressed his nose to the spot where Mikael’s shirt opened, just above his collarbone, and he felt the vampire’s pulse under his skin, beating strong and slow.
He wanted to feel that pulse speed up. He wanted to feel Mikael’s desire for him.
Collin’s breath caught and he couldn’t help himself. He pressed his lips against the curve of Mikael’s neck and felt the vampire stiffen.
“Collin…” Mikael whispered.
Collin drew back, his gaze locking with Mikael’s. The vampire’s eyes were darker now, full of desire, but also full of concern. His fingers dug into Collin’s waist, not so that he could pull Collin closer, but more so that he could keep his hands from doing other things. His fangs had slid out from under his gums, and Collin’s blood sang with the memory of those teeth inside him, piercing him, drinking from him.
He wanted that again.
He wanted it more than anything.
But not if things escalated again.
He forced himself to take a step back, knowing how hard Mikael had to be fighting his instincts right now and not wanting to make things even harder for him. To his surprise, though, Mikael’s grip on him tightened, keeping him in place.
Collin shot the vampire a questioning look.
Mikael licked his lips. “I’ve found a way for us to be together,” he said. “If you really want that.”
“How?” Collin’s pulse raced as he waited for an answer.
Mikael’s fingers skimmed along Collin’s jaw, so gentle, and Collin shivered under his touch, his nerves buzzing. “I’d have to claim you as my mate.”
“Claim me?”
“Bite you while we fuck.”
Collin’s cock jumped in his pants at the mental image those words painted. “I’ve seen you bite people while you fuck on camera. Did you claim all of them?”
Mikael shook his head. “I didn’t even know about the mate bond before this morning,” he said quietly. “And biting you is not enough. You’d have to drink my blood as well.”
Collin stared at him. “I’m not a vampire.”
“I understand if you don’t want to do it. But once you’re my mate, I won’t have trouble controlling myself around you.” Mikael’s eyes bore into his. “I won’t hurt you again. I promise.”
Collin swallowed, his heart thumping in his chest. “Will drinking your blood turn me?”
“No. Becoming a vampire involves dying. I’m not going to take that much blood from you.” Mikael paused and the corner of his lips tugged up. “Unless you ask me to, maybe someday in the future.”
“I don’t know about that,” Collin admitted because he couldn’t picture himself as a vampire. “Right now, all I want is…”
“What?”
“You.” Collin held Mikael’s gaze. “Just you.”
“Then that’s what you’ll have,” Mikael whispered, and Collin heard a hint of possessiveness in the vampire’s voice as Mikael pulled him flush against his body. “And I’ll have you.”
Oh god.
Collin’s legs trembled.
He pressed himself against Mikael and tipped his head back, baring his neck to the vampire, his heart racing with anticipation.
“Collin.” Mikael’s breath ghosted over his throat. “I need to hear you say it. Will you be mine?”
“Yes,” Collin whispered, his voice hoarse. “Make me yours.”
Mikael groaned, and Collin felt the sound reverberate in his own chest, making his cock twitch. His breath caught when he felt Mikael’s fangs against his skin. The vampire held him tight, pinning him to his chest as his sharp teeth scraped against Collin’s throat, teasing him.
“Please,” he whispered.
With a low growl, Mikael lifted him off the ground, and Collin wrapped his legs around his waist, clinging to the vampire as Mikael carried him into the bedroom and threw him on the bed before crawling on top of him and kissing him, hard. Their mouths clashed and there was nothing tender or playful about the kiss this time. This was pure desperation, and Collin’s head swam at the sensation of it. It was as if all the need and longing he’d been feeling since last week had been building up inside of Mikael too, and now the dam was breaking, washing them away with its intensity.
Mikael shoved his tongue into Collin’s mouth, licking and sucking, his fangs pressing dangerously against Collin’s lower lip. Collin moaned, his own tongue meeting the vampire’s in a frantic, hungry kiss. His hands slid up the sides of Mikael’s ribs, and he wanted to rip Mikael’s shirt right off him. He wanted to touch him, feel him, everywhere. He wanted more.
He slipped his hands underneath the hem of Mikael’s shirt and let them roam the smooth expanse of his bare back. Mikael hummed and pulled away from Collin’s mouth to nip at his throat. Collin’s hips jerked against him, and he gasped as he felt the vampire’s hardness press against his own, his cock straining against the confines of his pants.
He reached between them, groping for the fastenings of his jeans and tugging them open, but Mikael stopped him, grabbing both his wrists and pulling them up above Collin’s head. Collin arched against him, gasping.
Mikael pinned his hands to the bed as he looked down at Collin with heated eyes. “Let me,” he rasped. He moved his mouth to the hollow of Collin’s throat and nipped at the sensitive skin there, and Collin hissed.
“Keep your hands there for me,” Mikael murmured against his skin.
Collin swallowed. His body burned, every inch of his skin seeming to be hyper-aware of Mikael’s proximity.
“Okay,” he breathed, his voice shaky.
Mikael’s smile was predatory as he released Collin’s wrists and trailed his fingers down his arms.
Collin’s own fingers twitched and he ached to touch Mikael, but he kept them where they were, stretching his arms above his head. How many times had he fantasized about this exact scenario? So many nights he’d dreamed of being at Mikael’s mercy, letting the vampire have his way with him.
Mikael stroked a hand through his hair. “You’re beautiful like this.”
Collin’s cheeks flamed and his heart seemed to skip a beat. He hadn’t expected the compliment.
He didn’t know how to respond to it.
He parted his lips to say something, but Mikael cut him off with another deep, possessive kiss. The words died on his tongue as his lips clung to the vampire’s. Mikael’s fangs scraped his lower lip again, and Collin groaned. The fact that he had literally given Mikael permission to drink his blood and the vampire hadn’t bitten him yet was driving him crazy. He squirmed, pushing up against him, needing more contact.
Mikael’s hand gripped his hip, holding him down, and then he trailed his palm down Collin’s torso, stopping when he reached the hem of Collin’s shirt. He broke the kiss, raising himself up so he could pull the fabric up and expose Collin’s bare chest.
Collin sucked in a breath as his nipples hardened in the cool air, and he couldn’t help but glance up at Mikael, at his intense expression. The vampire’s eyes were fixed on his face, his gaze searing and hungry. Collin swallowed hard, his whole body seeming to tremble under the weight of that look.
“God, I want you so much,” Mikael said in a husky whisper, his thumb stroking Collin’s nipple.
Collin’s cock strained against his unbuttoned fly. He shifted on the bed, his body aching for more friction. More stimulation. His nerve endings seemed to be on fire as Mikael touched him, trailing his fingers across Collin’s chest, caressing him gently.
“So beautiful.” Mikael leaned down, capturing Collin’s lips again as his hands slid further down his body. Collin moaned into Mikael’s mouth as the vampire’s fingers grazed the front of his pants, dipping inside just enough to brush his dick. He bucked up into the contact, desperate for more, and Mikael obliged him, curling his fingers around Collin’s cock and squeezing.
Collin groaned. His hands tightened into fists over his head, but he managed to keep them there. “Please.”
“What do you want?” Mikael asked, his breath warm on Collin’s ear.
“You. In me. Please.”
Mikael’s fingers tightened on his cock and then he pulled back, reaching for Collin’s pants and shoving them down to his thighs. Collin lifted his hips to help, and then his underwear joined the tangle of clothing at his knees.
Collin’s breath hitched as Mikael sat back to take in the sight of him, naked from the waist down, his shirt still bunched up to his armpits. His cock throbbed at the intensity of Mikael’s gaze. The vampire stared at him like he was the most gorgeous thing he’d ever seen, and Collin’s heart clenched as he returned the look.
Mikael’s clothes were still on, but his own arousal was evident in the way his pants clung to his legs and in the bulge of his crotch. Collin’s eyes were drawn to that bulge, and he couldn’t tear his eyes away, mesmerized by the outline of Mikael’s thick cock, waiting to be freed.
“Touch yourself for me.”
Collin looked up at the soft command, his eyes widening. He hesitated, but one look at the lust in Mikael’s face, and he complied, sliding his hands down his stomach, wrapping one around himself. He watched Mikael’s face as he began to stroke himself, trying to read his reaction. The vampire watched intently, his eyes hooded and dark, his lips slightly parted.
“Imagine you’re on camera.” Mikael’s voice was a raspy whisper.
Collin shuddered.
Did Mikael have any idea how often he’d wondered if Mikael was watching when he got himself off on stream? How often he’d put on a show just in case the vampire was among his viewers?
He rocked into his own fist, his gaze fixed on Mikael as he spread his legs wider, making sure the vampire got a good look at him.
“God, you’re stunning,” Mikael muttered, and his hand moved to cup himself through his pants.
Collin licked his lips, his heart pounding as he watched Mikael’s fingers run over the outline of his erection, tracing its shape. His mouth went dry. “I want to see you too.”
“No.” Mikael shook his head. “I’m not gonna be able to hold back if I take my pants off, and I want to watch you first.”
“Hold back from what?”
“From sinking my fangs into your neck while I fuck you until you scream.”
Mikael’s words sent a wave of heat through Collin’s body, his cock jerking in his hand. He tightened his fingers around himself, his strokes growing faster. “Oh god.”
Mikael reached down and cupped Collin’s balls, squeezing lightly before moving farther back to massage Collin’s perineum. Collin moaned, pleasure zinging up his spine. He was so fucking turned on already he knew he wouldn’t last long.
“Don’t stop.” Mikael’s eyes bore into him. “I want to watch you come undone.”
Collin’s breath hitched as he continued to stroke himself, his hand moving faster than before. Pleasure coiled in the pit of his stomach and he let his eyes drift shut, losing himself to the sensations. A low groan escaped him as Mikael’s fingers pushed further back, brushing his hole, and then Collin was coming, his body tensing, his hips stuttering forward, thrusting into his hand as he shot all over himself.
He slumped against the mattress, panting, his eyes still closed. He felt Mikael’s gaze on him like a physical thing. He was so very aware of the vampire, of his presence in the room, of his need for the vampire.
And even though he’d just come, he felt empty, craving something he couldn’t even name. He needed Mikael .
Slowly, he opened his eyes and looked up at the vampire, who stared back at him with a hungry expression. His gaze flickered to the mess on Collin’s stomach and then he leaned down, his tongue darting out to lick Collin’s abs.
Collin hissed as Mikael’s cool tongue lapped at his belly, cleaning up every trace of cum, and when he was finished, he kissed the tip of Collin’s softening cock. He didn’t linger there, though, crawling back up to straddle Collin’s hips, settling down on his lap as he brought their lips together in a fierce, possessive kiss.
Collin groaned as his taste lingered in Mikael’s mouth, tangy and salty. Mikael’s tongue plunged into his mouth, swirling around his own, and Collin sucked at it, no thought left in his mind. He loved the weight of the vampire’s body pressing down on him, making him feel small and vulnerable, but oh-so safe. Wanted.
Owned.
Mikael’s hardness rubbed against his soft cock, and Collin loved that too.
Mikael drew back from the kiss, his hand cupping Collin’s chin. “Last chance to back out of this.”
Collin shook his head. “Take off your pants already.”
“Fuck,” Mikael said, breathing harshly. “I’m trying to be responsible here.”
“Don’t be.”
That seemed to be all the encouragement the vampire needed. With a curse, he tore at his pants, wrestling with his zipper. It got stuck, and Collin couldn’t help a snort of laughter at the impatient sound Mikael made.
“Are you laughing at me?” Mikael raised an eyebrow at him.
“I’m just enjoying the show,” Collin said, grinning. “I didn’t expect to experience technical difficulties.”
Mikael snorted. “Good thing this is a private show.” He finally managed to free his zipper, and he yanked his pants and boxers down in one swift movement. Collin’s mouth went dry at the sight of his erection, long and hard and jutting out proudly between his legs. He’d seen it on video before, but seeing it in person was a completely different experience.
Especially knowing that it was going inside him in a matter of minutes.
“Where do you keep your lube?” Mikael asked.
“In the nightstand drawer,” Collin said.
Mikael leaned over him, rummaging around in the drawer.
Collin watched him with eager eyes, anticipation building in his core. Even his spent cock was starting to stir again at the prospect of finally having Mikael inside him.
He’d waited so long for this. He’d watched so many of Mikael’s videos.
And now it was happening.
It was actually happening!
“Spread your legs for me.” Mikael’s voice was gruff as he knelt between Collin’s thighs.
Collin did, his heart hammering as Mikael’s fingers trailed up the inside of his leg, caressing his inner thigh. He jumped as the cool pads of Mikael’s fingers brushed his ass, and the vampire chuckled softly, rubbing slow circles over Collin’s hole with his index finger.
Collin bit his lip as Mikael continued to tease him, massaging him gently, coating his rim with lube. “Fuck,” he whimpered, his toes curling as Mikael’s fingertip dipped just barely inside of him.
“Does it hurt?” Mikael asked.
“No.” Collin shook his head, looking up at him. “It’s just…”
“What?”
“Not enough.” Collin pushed down, trying to get Mikael’s finger deeper inside him.
Mikael smiled and bent over him, planting a quick kiss on his lips. “Impatient.” He traced Collin’s lower lip with his tongue. “And here I thought letting you come would take the edge off.”
“You really thought my own hand would satisfy me?”
Mikael laughed, but then he eased another finger inside Collin and his voice was colored with need when he spoke again. “I’ll give you something to satisfy you. Don’t you worry.”
Collin groaned, rocking back against Mikael’s fingers as Mikael worked him open, stretching him. The vampire’s movements were steady and deliberate, and Collin could tell he was exercising considerable restraint. He could sense the tension in the other man’s body, the effort it took him not to pounce on Collin and sink his teeth into him.
The knowledge sent a thrill down his spine–and it made his cock harden all over again.
A sight that didn’t escape Mikael’s notice. He chuckled and reached between Collin’s legs with his other hand, stroking him from base to tip as he added a third finger and pressed in deep, curling the digits to rub against his prostate.
Collin swore, his whole body jerking.
“Look at you,” Mikael rasped, his eyes blazing as he took in the sight of Collin spread out beneath him. “Fuck, Collin, I can’t–I need…” He trailed off, and Collin could see the hunger written clearly across his face, could feel it in the way his fingers dug into him, gripping him possessively.
“Mikael,” Collin groaned. “Please.”
Mikael withdrew his fingers and positioned the head of his cock at Collin’s entrance, and then there was no more teasing, no more playing. Mikael thrust into him with one hard push, and Collin cried out as he was stretched open, filled to the brim with Mikael’s thick length.
The vampire stilled for a moment, his chest heaving, and then he started to move, setting a hard, punishing pace, thrusting into Collin as if he wanted to carve out a space for himself inside him. His hands gripped Collin’s hips, his fingertips digging into the skin so hard it would bruise, and Collin reveled in that feeling, in knowing that he was the focus of Mikael’s attention, the reason the vampire lost control.
His cock throbbed against his stomach, precome leaking from the tip, but he ignored it, reaching up instead to hook his arms behind Mikael’s neck and pull the vampire down for a messy, desperate kiss. Mikael growled into his mouth, his hands tightening on Collin’s hips, and then he bit Collin’s lower lip, just a hint of his fangs.
Collin moaned into the kiss, his heart hammering as he tasted his own blood.
Mikael pulled away, his eyes wild and bright, his fangs extended. He brought his own wrist to his mouth and bit down hard, tearing into his skin. Blood welled up from the wound, and he raised his arm to Collin’s lips. “Drink.”
Collin did, eagerly accepting Mikael’s wrist to his lips.
The coppery taste of Mikael’s blood filled his mouth, and he swallowed it down, his eyes fluttering closed at the strange sensation. He felt strangely dizzy, as if the world was spinning around him, and then Mikael’s fangs sank into the side of his neck and everything fell away.
Everything except Mikael’s mouth on his throat and Mikael’s cock inside of him.
Collin’s whole body convulsed as white-hot pleasure surged through his veins. His hands clawed at Mikael’s back, leaving red scratches down the pale skin as Mikael fed from him, drinking down his blood with deep swallows. He thrust into Collin’s body again, slamming into him with more force than before, and Collin writhed underneath him, every nerve ending in his body lighting up as Mikael fucked him, claiming him.
Marking him as his mate.
Collin couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. Could only hang on for dear life as he let Mikael consume him, devour him, take everything he had and leave nothing behind. They exchanged more than blood. Collin felt Mikael’s soul connect with his own, felt their hearts become one as he surrendered himself to the vampire.
The sensation was so overwhelming, so intimate, that tears stung at the corners of his eyes. He blinked them away, not wanting to ruin the moment, but he knew Mikael had sensed it. The vampire pulled away from his throat, his eyes flashing with concern, but before he could say anything, Collin dragged him back down and crushed their mouths together, kissing him hard, needing the contact.
Mikael responded without hesitation, his tongue plunging into Collin’s mouth, drinking him in. His rhythm faltered, his thrusts becoming erratic as he lost himself in the kiss, and Collin knew he was close, felt the tension in the vampire’s body as he neared the edge.
Collin’s cock pulsed against Mikael’s stomach, and he knew he was right there with him, teetering on the verge of release. He groaned into the kiss, his hands clutching at Mikael’s back as he rocked against the vampire, urging him on.
Mikael pulled back just enough to break the kiss, and then he buried his face in Collin’s neck, inhaling deeply. “Mine,” he growled, his voice raw and ragged with desire.
Collin nodded, his head spinning.
Mikael’s arms wrapped around him, pulling him closer as his cock drove in deep, filling Collin to the brim. His body shuddered with the force of his orgasm, and then he bit down again, sinking his fangs into Collin’s shoulder as he spilled into him.
Collin gasped, his entire body going rigid as his cock jerked between them, releasing in spurts across his own stomach. He clutched at Mikael, his eyes squeezed shut, his whole world reduced to the feel of the vampire’s body on his, the sensation of Mikael’s fangs piercing his skin, the sound of Mikael’s breathless moans in his ear as they rode out the waves of ecstasy together.
They lay tangled in each other’s embrace for long moments after it was over, neither of them willing to break the connection just yet. Finally, Mikael pulled back, lifting his head to meet Collin’s gaze. His brown eyes were bright with emotion, and there was a vulnerability in them that Collin hadn’t seen before.
He smiled softly as he reached up to run his fingers through the vampire’s hair. “Hey.”
“Hey,” Mikael replied, his expression a mix of awe and wonder. “You okay?”
“Better than okay,” Collin assured him.
Mikael grinned and pulled Collin closer, nuzzling his cheek.
Collin wrapped his arms around the vampire and inhaled the cool, clean scent of his hair. “I feel like I’m floating.”
“Hmm.” Mikael hummed, his breath ghosting over Collin’s skin. “I feel like I’m on drugs, except better.”
“You’re high?”
“Absolutely.” Mikael laughed and the sound made Collin’s heart swell. “And I kind of never want to come down.”
“Me either,” Collin admitted. He’d never experienced anything like this. Never felt so close to someone, never felt so… whole.
They lapsed into silence then, simply holding each other, and Collin’s eyelids grew heavy. He knew they should probably clean up, but he was so exhausted from the stress of the day, so utterly relaxed and satisfied, that he couldn’t bring himself to move.
And, he suspected, neither could Mikael.
The vampire’s breaths were slow and measured, and he seemed to be drifting off too.
Collin sighed and let his eyes fall shut, too tired to fight the urge to sleep. He knew Mikael would still be there when he woke up.
And this time, there was no doubt in his mind that the vampire was here to stay.