Jon shrugged. “This thing between us just seems too good to be true. I feel like I’m constantly waiting for the other shoe to drop, you know?”
“Come, rajaaka,” Nikolas said as he backed up to his chair and sat down. He gestured to his lap. Jon arched an eyebrow at the man. There was not much difference in their size. He’d look ridiculous sitting on Nikolas’s lap. “Please?”
Jon rolled his eyes, knowing he couldn’t refuse, and walked over to sit on Nikolas’s lap. He rested his head on Nikolas’s shoulder and waited. This explanation was sure to be a doozy.
Chapter Nine
“There are many things you have yet to learn about being the rajaaka to one of my kind but I have no doubt you will master all there is to know. Being my rajaaka will not be easy. I am a very powerful man in my world…um…like a prince in your human world.”
“You’re royalty?” Jon squeaked, leaning back to look at Nikolas in horror.
“No, no.” Nikolas chuckled. He could see the worry on Jon’s face. He seemed more concerned now than he had when he’d found out about him being a vampire. “Our race does not have royalty as you would think of it. There are tribes of vampires all over the world instead. Each tribe has a territory. Another vampire may not enter that territory without permission.”
“And if they do?”
“They face execution.”
“Seriously?” Jon gasped. “What if it’s an accident?”
“They have the right to plead their case, ask for sanctuary or clemency, but they can still face execution. If another vampire enters our tribe’s territory, he or she must immediately report to our security. Failure to do so could mean death.”
“That is kind of overkill, isn’t it?”
“Not at all, rajaaka. There are many rogue vampires in the world, those that refuse to submit to the rules set down by our council to keep us hidden from human eyes, to keep our kind safe and keep the humans safe from us. Many of these rogues don’t care if humans are hurt or killed.”
“But you do?”
Nikolas stroked his hand through Jon’s hair. He sounded upset, a little freaked. But these were all things Jon would need to know about living in Nikolas’s world. He just wanted to ease him into it a little bit at a time.
“Our council has very strict rules about how humans are treated. Why do you think I operate this company? One of our research departments developed a blood substitute several years ago. We are the major supplier to vampires around the world. It keeps us from drinking the blood of humans, which is forbidden except under extreme circumstances.”
“But”—Jon shuddered just a bit—“you drink blood from me.”
“You are my rajaaka, Jon. That makes you special. Only I may drink from you and never to the point where you could be harmed. I take your blood to sustain my life and to cement the bond between us.”
“Then you can’t get in trouble for drinking from me, right?”
“No, rajaaka, I will not get into trouble from taking your blood.”
Jon’s sigh of relief made Nikolas’s cock rock hard. He could only assume Jon’s relief came from knowing that Nikolas could continue to drink from him. Nikolas could barely hold on to his control at the thought. He gripped the arm of his chair with one hand, his claws digging in.
“Do you like it when I take your blood, rajaaka?”
Nikolas growled low in his throat when Jon’s face flushed and he quickly buried it in Nikolas’s neck. He gave in to the bloodlust coursing through his body. He lifted the man, swinging him around until Jon straddled his thighs, facing him.
Nikolas gripped Jon’s chin and tilted his head back. He leaned forward and raked his tongue across Jon’s neck, and the man shuddered in his arms. Nikolas growled and scraped his fangs over the same spot. Jon’s hands clenched against his shoulders.
The thread holding Nikolas’s control in place snapped. He dropped his hands down to Jon’s ass and grabbed him by the seat of the pants, fisting the material in a tight grip. With a mighty yank, Nikolas ripped Jon’s pants, splitting them down the seam. Jon got to his feet, allowing Nikolas to strip the ruined slacks from him.
But Nikolas wasn’t finished. He wanted to see all of him, feel every inch of Jon’s naked flesh pressing against him. He pulled the rest of Jon’s clothing from his body until the man stood fully naked before him. Nikolas’s breath stuttered in his throat as he tried to inhale.
“Damn, you’re beautiful.”
“And all yours,” Jon said as he held his arms out to his sides. When he started to twirl in a little circle, Nikolas grabbed him and pushed him down onto the desk, bending the man at the waist.
He reached over into a drawer and grabbed the large bottle of lube he had insured had been stocked in the room. He popped the top and squirted some out on his fingers. Jon eagerly spread his legs, accepting Nikolas’s fingers into his ass. Nikolas’s heart filled to overflowing as little moans came from his rajaaka the moment he started stretching him.
He was amazed each and every time he made love to Jon at how accepting the man’s body was of him. Jon seemed to accept everything Nikolas threw at him—his cock, his fangs, his life.
Nikolas only had two fingers in Jon’s body, but he couldn’t stay out of the man a moment longer. He pulled his fingers out of Jon’s ass and replaced them with his cock. He went slowly, pushing in just a little at a time, knowing he hadn’t stretched the man fully. But he had to be inside Jon. He might die if he didn’t feel the man’s hot silk hold him.
Jon didn’t protest. He just spread his legs more and pushed back until Nikolas felt his balls brush against Jon’s body. He paused for a moment to savor the feeling of being inside his rajaaka then started to slowly thrust into Jon’s ass.
“Rajaaka, Jon.” Nikolas groaned. “I love how your body accepts me, needs me.”
“Always need you, petjya.”
Nikolas cried out. Jon’s words resonated in his mind, creating a crack in the thick wall Nikolas erected around his heart centuries ago. All that was his rajaaka crawled right in.
“Petjya, wait.” Nikolas stilled at the sound of Jon’s voice. “I want to turn over.”
Nikolas pulled out of Jon and flipped him over onto his back. He wasted no time in grabbing Jon’s legs and holding them apart then pushing his hard, aching cock back into him. “You want me like this, rajaaka?”
Jon shook his head and then crooked his finger, motioning for Nikolas to come closer. Confused but willing to give Jon anything he wanted, Nikolas dropped Jon’s legs and leaned over his body. “I want those fangs.”
Nikolas groaned and shuddered. He wasn’t sure there was a more perfect bond mate on the face of the planet. He leaned closer to Jon and opened his mouth, baring his fangs to Jon’s tongue.
He thrust into Jon’s ass with the first swipe of Jon’s tongue against his fangs. The twin sensations were enough to make Nikolas wonder where his stamina went. He pulled Jon’s body closer to the edge of the desk then began an all-out assault on him, pounding into the man’s tight ass.
“Harder, petjya, fuck my ass harder,” Jon demanded in between licks.
Nikolas thought he might pass out as Jon’s tongue swiped over his fangs again. All the blood in his body seemed to be rushing to his engorged cock. He felt light-headed. He gripped Jon’s hips tighter and thrust harder, faster.
Jon’s looked up at Nikolas. His golden eyes twinkled and glowed. They hypnotized Nikolas in a way he never experienced before. He couldn’t look away. It was like looking into the sun, or at least what Nikolas imagined the sun would look like if he’d ever seen it in real life.
“Rajaaka,” Nikolas whispered in wonder.
“Take from me, petjya.”
Nikolas’s heart thundered as he watched Jon tilt his head back, arching his throat. Tears of heart-pounding joy came to his eyes at Jon’s willing gift. His need to orgasm was forgotten as he looked into Jon’s golden eyes and stroked the side of his face.
“My rajaaka, my beautiful rajaaka,” he whispered. “I pledge to thee my love and faith. I offer my life to thee, my blood for yours. I’ll be your night as you shall be my day. I’ll stay with you forever, my love, my rajaaka. I pledge this oath for all eternity. To the world, may we be one soul.”
“Yes!” Jon exclaimed as he arched back. “Petjya!”
Nikolas sank his fangs into Jon’s throat and sucked the man’s sweet essence into his mouth. His body felt alive, vibrating with the life-giving blood Jon so willingly offered him. Nikolas started pumping his hips faster, driving his cock into Jon’s body with a force that moved the desk across the floor. He was determined to give to Jon just as Jon was giving to him.
Nikolas reached down between their body and grabbed Jon’s cock, jerking the shaft with the rhythm of his thrusts. The pants in his ear, the grip of hands on his shoulders, and the legs wrapping around Nikolas all worked together to drive him insane with lust.
Nikolas could hear Jon’s small moan of protest as he pulled his fangs free of Jon’s throat and licked the small bites clean. He knew taking the man’s blood was a pleasurable experience for Jon. But, just this once, he needed something a bit different.