Chapter 23
Hugo
Iwatched Zaos hanging a picture in our new house—we were very slowly filling it with furniture and decorations. If it wasn’t for his family giving us a bunch of furniture they were no longer using or things they wanted to get rid of, our house would be nearly empty.
Just yesterday, Zay’s Uncle Nik brought over a very large dining room table.
He said they weren’t using it anymore, but it looked brand new, so I had the feeling he’d just, like, gone out and bought it for us and was pretending it was a hand-me-down.
A lot of the supposed hand-me-downs looked brand new.
I wasn’t about to complain.
If they all wanted to give us presents to help us fill the new house, I was all for it. Or at least, I was pretending to believe them about it, anyway. Especially because it made Zay so damn happy every time someone came over with something new.
As I watched him hang the new picture, I couldn’t seem to take my eyes off of his neck. I wanted to bite him there.
My gums tingled in anticipation, and I turned away quickly, covering my mouth in shock.
What the hell, fangs? I can’t just bite him, for fuck’s sake.
Zay said from behind me, “I wouldn’t mind. At all.”
“Oh my god, don’t say that. You’ll make me vamp out, and I don’t even know if I can drink from you yet.”
“So ask.”
I turned back to look at him. “Huh?”
“Go ask Uncle Toby if you can drink from me. We’re both dying to do it.”
“Really?”
“Why not? It won’t hurt anything to ask, right?”
That was true.
I let out a long sigh, then without another word, I turned for the door. Even though there was no true rush, I decided to give my vampirism a little test. I started running and called on my new other half, and before I knew it, everything was flying past me.
I almost ran smack into Toby’s house because I got there so fast I didn’t even realize it. Luckily, I saw it before I embarrassed myself by knocking myself out or something.
After walking into his house, I followed his scent to their family room where their ginormous TV was.
Toby stood and gave me a big dad hug, as always, smiling at me.
As soon as he released me, I blurted, “Can I drink from Zay?”
He blinked and put his thinking face on for a moment. “What’s making you ask now?”
“Honestly? I’ve been dying to for weeks, and today, I… well, I can’t stop thinking about it. I’m having trouble not biting him, if you know what I mean?”
He nodded. “I know exactly what you mean. Okay, well, if you want to do it that badly, you’re probably ready to.”
My eyes widened. “Really? You think so?”
He nodded. “You’re old enough now, and since he’s your viramore, I don’t think there’s any risk to you at all. Do you feel ready? As in, can you bite him and make it feel good rather than hurting him?”
I nodded. “Definitely.” I didn’t even realize how confident I was in this until he asked the question, but there was no doubt in my mind.
“Alrighty then. You’re ready. Go drink from your viramore.”
I was bouncing on my toes, which made him smirk, but I ignored that and asked, “Will I still need to drink from you?”
“For a little while, but if it goes well, you can drink from us both for a few weeks.”
“Okay, great. Thank you, sire.”
“It’s my pleasure, fledgling. Call me if you run into trouble.”
“I will, but I’ve got this.”
He smiled widely. “You sure do, Hugo.”
With a grin, I took off, back to our house.
With my vampire speed, I was back in a matter of seconds. Zay startled a little at my return, but he laughed at himself and shot me a smile.
“So…? What did he say?”
“He said… yes!”
His eyes widened a moment before I flew into his arms, wrapping myself around him.
“Are you sure about this?” I whispered.
“Yes. I’m dying for it.”
I groaned. “So am I, viramore.” I didn’t call him that often, but he loved when I did.
He let out a small groan himself, then picked me up with ease, capturing my mouth as he moved toward the staircase. Both of us were so eager and had been waiting for what felt like forever that it wasn’t even a question of whether we were waiting or doing this right this second.
Even though I was a little nervous that he’d fall or drop me, I didn’t try to stop him from carrying me all the way up the steps. I kept kissing him and running my hands all over him as he carefully made his way up.
We reached the bedroom, and he kicked the door open, walked over to the bed, and dropped me on it. I laughed and yanked his shirt up until he pulled it over his head.
He nodded at my chest. “Now you.”
I didn’t hesitate to pull mine off too, and I let out a loud sigh of happiness when his incubus magic came out to play with us.
I loved that part of him as much as the rest, even though he was sometimes a little scared of it.
Although he hardly ever seemed scared or nervous of it these days. Which was great.
I was about to ask him what he wanted to do, but then he tilted his head to the side, offering up his neck, and said, “Drink from me, isa mezelie. Please.”
I gulped as nerves, lust, and hunger like I’d never felt all mixed together, vying for the top spot in the what-is-Hugo-feeling game. “Are you sure?”
He groaned and climbed on top of me, straddling my thighs as he tilted his head again. “Drink from me, Hugo. Now.”
A part of me was terrified, but most of me was thrilled and dying for a taste. We’d talked about this a million times, so I knew Zay wanted it. There was no question. And we both knew I wanted it too.
So I kept one hand behind me, holding me up, then lifted my other hand to Zay’s face.
I cupped his cheek for a moment, then ran my hand up to his hair and tangled my fingers in it.
As gently as I could, I took hold of him, keeping his head still so I didn’t hurt him.
Then I leaned up, licked over his neck, mouthed it for a moment, and found the perfect spot.
For only a beat, I almost asked him again, but I knew what he would say. He’d given me permission. He’d asked for it so many times, and right now, I could feel through our bond how badly he wanted it.
So I let my teeth sink into his supple skin.
He let out a small gasp, but not a bad one, more like a turned-on one.
And then I lifted my fangs up a tiny bit so the blood could bubble out, and I sucked, pushing every good feeling, every ounce of love, and every fucking ounce of my want into the bite.
As the first trickle of his blood hit my tongue, my body lit up, and Zaos let out a loud, low moan. His magic reacted, shooting out of him in a shadow of black tendrils that wrapped around us both. Every brush of his magic against my skin was a zap of pleasure through my body.
His blood was sweet with an almost cinnamon flavor that was the best damn thing I’d ever put in my mouth.
I sucked more blood, and Zay pushed his hips against mine. We both still had pants on, and I regretted that more than he knew.
I drank another sip and slipped my hand under his boxer briefs, cupping his bare ass and brushing my finger over his hole. He moaned loudly, his hips moving, our cocks brushing against one another through our pants.
He was already close, and we’d barely gotten started. I wanted to drink more, to take my fill, but I also wanted to make this good for him. So I pulled my fangs out of his neck and licked over the wounds, making sure they’d close up nicely.
He whimpered. “No. No, no, no, no.” He let out a sad whine. “Hugo, I want… I need…”
“I know, baby.” I kissed his lips, then using my new vampire strength, I grabbed onto him and flipped us so he landed on his back on the bed with me over the top of him. I patted his hip. “Up.” He lifted his hips, and I finished undressing him completely.
Then I grabbed the lube, threw it beside him on the bed, and put a few pillows under his back and head to prop him up since his legs were hanging off the side.
He tugged me into a bruising kiss and whispered against my lips, “You need to be naked too.”
“Mm.”
Without pulling away from his lips, I yanked my pants and underwear down, kicking them to the side. Then I kissed my way down his body.
The entire time I was doing my best to worship every part of him, his magic tendrils were licking my skin, making me shiver and bringing an insane amount of pleasure to every inch of my body.
When I reached his cock, I gave it a few licks, careful not to nick him with my fangs. After squirting some lube on my hand, I began jerking him slowly as I kissed and licked my way up and down his thighs.
“Oh fuck. Oh fuck,” he breathed out. “Please, Hugo… please, mezelie.”
Grabbing my own cock and jerking myself in time with my other hand, I licked across his inner thigh, and then I bit down.
Both of us groaned loudly. His body trembled as I sucked in his delicious blood, drinking it down in big gulps.
He was close, I could tell, so I pumped his cock harder, pulled deeper on his thigh, and I released my own cock and used that hand to press a finger inside of him. The second I released my cock, his magical incubus tendrils were there, taking over, jerking me and making me shiver with pleasure.
He let out a shout when I found his prostate, and then he was coming.
I was already so close, and with his delicious blood in my mouth, and his magical tendrils jerking me, my own orgasm rushed through me like I’d been electrocuted.
His cum shot everywhere, on my hand, my face, in my hair, and as I pulled my lips away from his thigh and licked the wounds closed, we both laughed even as we came together in waves.
When our orgasms finally subsided, I rested my head against his thigh, staring up at him. After only a moment, we both started laughing again.
I was absolutely covered in his cum.
He ran his hand over my hair, sort of rubbing it in. “Oh no, I’m making it worse.”
I cracked up and slowly climbed up onto him, resting my head against his shoulder as our naked bodies pressed together.
He kissed the top of my hair, then made a spitting sound. “Good grief, how is it seriously everywhere?”
With a chuckle, I kissed his chest. “We’ll have to shower in a little bit. But… let’s stay here for a while.”
“Sounds good to me.”
I hesitated, then finally asked, “So? Was that… okay?”
“Isa mezelie, are you serious? That was fucking amazing.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. I loved it.”
I blew out a relieved breath. “Good. And you feel okay? Did I take too much?”
“I’m fine. Tired, but fine. You didn’t take too much.”
I kissed his chest again. “Let me know when you’re ready to shower.”
“I think I’ll just wait you out, that way, when one of our family members stops by, like they always do, you’ll have to answer the door with cum in your hair.”
I laughed and smacked his chest. “No way. I’m taking a shower no matter who’s at the door.”
He hugged me tighter. “I’m definitely taking one with you… and maybe you can drink from me again.”
I snorted. “No more tonight.”
“But—”
“Nope. Not until you start that supplement or whatever it is. A potion or something?”
He sighed. “Yeah. Fine. Let’s go take a shower, change the sheets, and then we can go to bed naked.”
That made me grin. “Sounds like a plan, babe.”