Breaking the Play boy′s Curse(18)

Draven waited a couple heartbeats, wondering if Vail would say more. Instead, his lover started sucking up a mark on the sensitive patch of skin behind his ear. He shivered and let his eyelids slide shut. He lifted a hand, buried it in Vail’s hair, and just held on for the ride.

One of Vail’s hands slid up and began plucking a nipple, pinching and pulling lightly. The man’s other hand lowered and threaded through his thin patch of pubic hair, sending shivers of sensation through his groin and up his torso. When Vail shifted his grip to his dick and squeezed firmly, Draven groaned, long and low.

“Yeah,” Vail urged, jacking Draven’s dick. “Show me how much you like my touch.”

Draven’s balls tightened and he grabbed onto Vail’s hip with his free hand. “Gonna come if you keep that up,” he warned, struggling to catch his breath as his lover worked him. The rough hand on his dick felt magnificent and he thrust into Vail’s hold.

“Go ahead and come, sexy,” Vail said. “I’ll get you hard again in no time.” He kissed his shoulder, then added, “Promise.”

Seeing no reason to deny himself with that kind of guarantee, Draven groaned and came. His body shuddered, his hips bucked, and his cock shot stream after stream of seed across the floor and Vail’s hand. Vail continued to pump him through his orgasm, heightening his pleasure and stimulating him at the same time.

He grinned up at the ceiling, resting his head on his lover’s shoulder as he enjoyed the endorphins pinging through his system. Letting out a pleased sigh, he looked up at Vail. He rocked his hips backward and rubbed his ass against his lover’s erection, earning a nice growl from his lover.

“Can I help you with that?” he asked cheekily, inserting his hand between them and gripping his lover’s dick.

“Most definitely,” Vail growled, rutting into his hand.

Vail pushed him forward, toward the bed. Draven released his shifter and went with the movement. He crawled onto the mattress and, following Vail’s urgings, he rolled over onto his back. Holding out a hand, Draven invited his lover to join him.

Taking Draven’s invitation, Vail took his hand and crawled up next to him. Instead of lying next to him, Vail lowered his head to his groin and licked up a path along his half-mast dick, scooping up traces of cum. Draven shivered with pleasure, tingles shooting through his system. He spread his legs wide, giving his beloved more room.

It wasn’t long before his dick was hard again, and Vail swallowed him down. Draven groaned, his hips bucking up, forcing his dick further into the hot, wet, sucking mouth pleasuring him. “Ah, Vail,” he breathed. “So good.” Smiling at the pleasure, Draven teased, “You trying to make me come again?” Draven found himself surprisingly close to a second orgasm, shocking him with how swiftly his ardor rose.

“Wouldn’t want that,” Vail murmured, lifting his head from Draven’s dick.

Draven hitched a moan as a lubed finger probed his ass. Rocking his hips, he welcomed Vail’s digit. “Mmm, yeah,” he grunted, sparks shooting through his system as his lover pegged his gland. When Vail did it again, Draven chuckled roughly. “You keep that up and I’m going to come.”

He couldn’t remember when he’d enjoyed sex this much.

Vail smirked down at him. “What’s the matter? You too old to get it up a third time?”

Snickering, Draven replied, “Do your worst.”

“Oh, a challenge,” Vail crooned. “I like it. How about I just slide into you and fuck you into coming? Hmm?”

Draven reached his arms up and grabbed the bars of the headboard. The move spread himself out, showing off his lean torso and the nice muscles of his abs and arms. He grinned up at his lover and he planted his feet. “If you think you can.”

Vail growled, taking that as the challenge it was. His eyes narrowed. His lips curved in a feral smile. “Oh, it would be my pleasure.”





Chapter Eight





Excitement coursed through Vail’s system. His mate’s teasing and playfulness awakened something that had always been missing…completion. He needed what this man gave him—this fun, this excitement, and this uninhibited acceptance. It took him seconds to grease his dick, then guided his head to Draven’s hole, and pushed.

Vail groaned deep in his throat while loving the sound of his vampire’s hiss and grunt. Spikes of pleasure shot from his dick and up his spine as he sank his erection balls-deep in his lover. “Draven,” he grunted. His hips bucked, and it took two strokes to still his thrusts.

Meeting his lover’s gaze, he was shocked to see Draven grinning at him. There was no hint of pain or hesitation in his expression. Instead, he teased, “That the best you can do, lover?”