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“Fuck, Ash. I’m close. I’m really fucking close.”

My name on his lips does things to my insides, adding more heat to the already burning inferno brewing in my stomach.

Henry’s head moves, his chin tilting up and his lips press to the base of my neck as his body shakes even harder. There's a press of something sharp against my skin, something deadly but his cock erupts before I can process the sensation. Hot streaks of cum splatter across my chest as Henry erupts. The smell of it, of him, and the delicious sounds of pleasure he’s making sends me over the edge too. In seconds, we’re both sticky, covered in our combined releases, and feeling the euphoric high of great sex.

After several minutes, when we’ve finally come back down Henry leans back against the sofa and I see them. His fangs.

It’s an automatic reaction. I lift my fingers, the ones not covered in lube and jizz, to my neck. I can’t feel any wetness or soreness.

“I didn’t bite you,” Henry says. “I wouldn’t. Not when we’re…”

“Fucking?”

“Yeah, that.” His cheeks grow crimson. I adore his sudden shyness.

“Would it be pleasurable for you?” I ask curiously.

“Definitely. For you as well.”

“Me? But I don’t really feel much when you drink from me.”

“If I were to bite you during sex, especially as you came, it would form a mate bond,” Henry says warily.

Damn. As much as I know about vampires, I wasn’t aware of their full mating ritual. “That sounds intense.”

“I’ve heard it is the most intense pleasure.” A smile breaks across Henry’s face, a genuine one, with fangs. It surprises me at how much I like seeing him with his elongated canines. “Although I’m not convinced much could top what we just did.”

Now I’m grinning in return. “I can think of a few things.”

“Care to share them with me?” Curse the stars in the sky, Henry’s cock actually gives a hearty twitch. My own refractory period isn’t horrendous if I’m really feeling it but this is impressive.

“How about we clean up in my shower? Before we get dirty again.” I give him a wink and edge back from his lap, standing up on slightly wobbly legs. The movement has the drying cum cracking on my skin, making a shower very much a priority.

“I’ll have to remove the prosthetic to do that.” Henry’s face falls slightly. Another test of my ability to not be a dick.

“I can let you shower alone if you prefer?”

“No, but will it be weird for you?”

“Weird? Try hot as fuck. As much as I’m enjoying seeing you, and not to mention scenting you with my cum all over you, I kinda want to slick you up with bubbles and then progress to round two. And three if you’ve got the stamina.” I bounce my eyebrows teasingly.

The smile returns.

“You haven’t shown me your bed yet.”

“That can be arranged,” I tell him. “But first, let’s get clean.”

Offering him my least gross hand he slides his fingers into mine and I pull him up. Missing a leg or not he really is the sexiest specimen of a man I think I’ve ever seen. At least in real life. As he straightens to his full height, forcing me to look up to continue looking at his beautiful face my own dick starts recovering.

“I feel like one night with you may not be enough.” The words slip out before I can stop them.

“It is a shame we didn’t start this earlier.” His chocolate eyes look deep into mine, like he’s seeing right to my soul, to the beast that lives under my skin. One that has been fairly quiet but roars to life with a fierce possession now.

“At least we have the solstice. This night is far from over yet.” I take a deep breath, aiming to lighten the mood which has suddenly turned sombre.

“We have the solstice,” Henry agrees, leaning down to place a gentle kiss on my lips.

I don’t plan on wasting a single moment.


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