In Enemy Hands Ch. 04

Adlar couldn't stand it any longer. The sharp edges of his need had sunk its claws in him and demanded more. The scent of sleep-warmed skin and musky arousal was driving him insane. This time Adlar let the tip of a fang nick Varo.

A small bead of blood welled up and Adlar eagerly licked it, the sharp, sweet essence of Varo exploding on Adlar's tongue. Adlar's head spun from the minute taste. Never had blood tasted so good, so rich. This... this he could quickly become addicted to. How could one male taste so fracking good?

Panting, he thrust his hips again, his cock nudged Varo's hole. The overwhelming desire to sink his fangs into flesh rode him hard, but he refused to give into that need without Varo first giving permission.

"What... what....That felt like...." Varo whined.

"Shhh. It's okay." Adlar pulled his fangs back then latched on to soft skin, sucking hard. The drive to mark Adlar couldn't be ignored.

Varo whimpered as he fucked Adlar's fist. "Please. Please, that's so good. So good."

Adlar buried his face in Varo's hair. "God, you are so fracking sexy. Just perfect. You're leaking all over my hand, and your body makes me crazy with need and... and this hair of yours..."

Varo moaned. "I want.... Please."

Adlar did some moaning of his own. "That word... makes me burn."

Adlar's shaft ached. He, who prided himself on control, was so close to losing it. Every thrust of Varo's hips, every moan, every whispered please fanned the flames higher. He scraped a fang across tender skin again.

"Let me bite you," Adlar whispered against hot, wet skin. "It won't hurt, I promise. Just let me rub against you like this, and right as you come, let me bite you. It will be unlike anything you've ever felt, and I won't take too much. I won't hurt you. Let me taste you, Varo."

Varo jerked in Adlar's arms. "W-what? Bite? Bite me? Bite me? What in the stars do you...? Oh! Ohhhh, no. You mean you want to feed from me?" Varo's voice climbed until he shrieked the last few words. "No!"

Adlar found himself with a wildly thrashing body that wasn't the result of fun, sexy times. "Hey. Hey!" Adlar tightened his hold on Varo. "You said no, so I won't. Varo, calm down. I won't take what's not freely given. Varo!"

Varo stopped fighting. "You... you won't?"

Adlar dropped his head against Varo's shoulder. Goddess help him. "No, I won't. Just calm down. Okay?"

The pleasure Adlar felt fled, leaving behind a cold aftermath. He could pin Varo to the bed and take what he wanted, but he knew he wouldn't. He'd no more take Varo's blood without permission than he would rape Varo.

Problem was, he needed to feed. Badly.