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soft and low again, and a renewed rush of thrilled desire made his skin prickle. Passion and lust battled with a sudden panicked urge to flee. “Will I want to survive?"

"I don't know.” A thin smile flickered across Malcolm pale lips, his gaze taking in every inch of Hunter's face, evaluating him. He worked the gold ring from Hunter's unresisting fist. Without looking away from Hunter's wide-eyed, lust-filled stare, he tossed it on the bedside table and then raked a heavy, manicured nail over Hunter's exposed jugular, a predator's gleam in his eyes. “No one ever has."

A shudder ran through Hunter, but he didn't honestly know if it was from fear or anticipation. Both sensations prompted him to suck his lower lip between his teeth and bite down. He flinched at the sharp sting, but the thick, slippery liquid that washed over his lip and bathed his tongue tasted rich and warm.

The grip on his hair became almost intolerable. He knew the vampire didn't breathe, but he was sure he heard a small gasp that wasn't his. Past the point of no return, Hunter touched the tip of his tongue to the blood, deliberately smearing it over his parted lips. “Let's find out, then."

Malcolm pounced before Hunter drew his next breath. Skilled hands and cool, firm lips were everywhere at once but never in one place long. His mouth was ravaged, his eyelids kissed, face caressed, and ribs traced with blunt, callused fingers. His hair was pulled to arch his neck, the faintly shadowed skin exposed, only to be licked and nuzzled, scraped with blunt teeth, and then ignored. His skin was lapped at, scoured, sucked, and nipped from his chin to his taut, burning nipples, then down across his quivering belly, the wet trail ending in the crease of his thigh where leg met trunk, and back again. All the while Malcolm's large hands gripped his wrists tightly. Hunter's frustration mounted, accompanied by an undeniable wanton desire to be claimed and marked in any manner the vampire wanted. Hunter felt almost suffocatingly full, a second presence in his thoughts, but his body was empty and yearned to be filled as well.

He screamed silently for relief. His fear swung from fear of being bitten to the fear of not. He wanted Malcolm more than he had ever wanted any other lover. He could blame the mental link the vampire declared was created when Hunter swallowed Malcolm's blood, but he was honest enough with himself to recognize that he had wanted this mysterious, menacing stranger long before that. His flesh burned for more, his cock so hard it pulsed with the rapid pounding flow of blood from his hammering heartbeat.

Every cell of his body tingled. Every touch of Malcolm's tongue was like a cool caress that chilled him and pumped the flames of desire higher. Hunter twisted and bucked, his hips and thighs pinned to the mattress by the weight of Malcolm's upper body nestled between his spread limbs.

He yanked on his wrists, desperate to free them from their immobilizing hold. He wanted to run his hands over the rippling muscles and chiseled perfection of broad shoulders, to see how crisp the short hair on Malcolm's head was, to pull his face toward him and kiss his pale, firm lips. Instead he was forced to endure a thousand sensations battering at his senses with no relief or respite. His groans and gaps filled the night air with the sounds of pained pleasure, broken occasionally by a rumbled grunt of appreciation as Malcolm's hands and mouth brought Hunter to the brink of climax and back down again. His cock was untouched as yet but for the irregular bump of cheek or chin as Malcolm explored the bony ridges of his groin or mouthed the nest of fawn-colored hair.

It came as an unexpected shock when Malcolm's mouth closed over his cock. Hunter jumped at the delicious slide of wet flesh sucked vigorously down over the spongy tip. Then he squirmed and bucked at the unanticipated sting and burn of razor-sharp teeth raking down the shaft as Malcolm swallowed his erection to the base. Now he knew why his hands had been confined. The pain flared, a bright flash so intense, sweat broke out and ran in rivulets to the sheets. Then as suddenly as it burst on him, the pain faded, replaced by a velvet vise filled with warm honey, gliding over his abused cock, soothing the wounds and making him harder than he had been. Hunter realized Malcolm used his lips to capture the blood as it flowed, holding, using it to wet his cock, bathing it in his own blood, lubricating and feasting on him at the same time.

Looking down, eyes forced open by desire to watch his ruddy pink cock disappearing between those blood-smeared lips, Hunter found his breath caught in his throat. The sight of Malcolm's mouth, pursed, wrapped around his shaft, pink cock and pale lips now the same shade of glistening black/red, the contrast shocking, exotic, revitalized the flash of pain he felt when the blood was drawn. It sent bolts of ecstasy sizzling through his body, muscles spasming, skin flushed anew and his asshole clenching, empty and wanting.

He turned his hands until his fingertips could grab hold of some of the flesh of Malcolm's hands, and he dug his nails in, refusing to be denied a human connection to his vampire lover. The excitement, this pain, this glory was meant to be shared. He felt a growled groan of heated lust vibrate through his cock and into the pit of his stomach. The sound shattered the last barrier to his climax. His hips reared up, cock planted deep in Malcolm's throat. His whole world exploded. Cum boiled up from deep inside. He could trace its path with his senses. It left his abdomen, ripped through his balls and up his cock like a tiny volcano erupting, scalding liquid cascading from his body in pulsed ribbons, all

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