The noises the big man made, the open honest reactions spurred Vince on. With his free hand, he gripped his lover's thigh, pushing it wider. He slid his weeping dick along Frankie's crack, tingles shooting up his spine when his head rubbed over the hole he desperately wanted into.
"Now, please, now," Frankie pleaded, his hips bucking into the contact.
"Anything for you," Vince growled as he thrust forward.
His shaft sank into Frankie's channel, his lover's stretched chute seeming to welcome him in, and in one smooth glide, he buried himself balls-deep in a hot, tight, silky vice. Vince gasped at the exquisite pleasure of finally being one with his beloved.
Capturing his lover's lips, Vince assaulted Frankie's mouth in a sensual claiming. He slid his tongue into Frankie's heat and twined their appendages. He drew Frankie's into his own mouth and sucked lightly. Once Frankie was moaning and groaning, Vince eased the kiss to an end.
Taking in his lover's flushed face and chest and his dilated eyes, Vince slowly eased his cock halfway out, then slid back in just as slowly.
Chapter Twelve
Frankie wanted to beg Vince to hurry up, to fuck him, claim him, but he couldn't find his voice. The nerve ending of his chute felt like they were on fire, sending delicious tingles of ecstasy radiating out from his ass, up his balls to his dick. His nipples ached from where Vince had worked them and each time the hardened nubs rubbed against Vince's firm chest, fresh sparks spread across his chest.
It was too much and not enough, all at the same time.
Planting his feet, Frankie rocked up into each of Vince's thrusts. He stared up into Vince's eyes, entranced how they bled from blue to red. The low growl that rumbled through his lover's chest seemed to vibrate through his own, making his muscles tremble and his balls pull tight.
Everything about this man did it for him, and he'd never let him go again.
Finally untangling his tongue, Frankie urged, "Claim me," as he tilted his head.
Vince grinned, showing off his fangs. Somehow, Vince slipped a hand between them and gripped Frankie's cock, jacking it in time with his thrusts. Frankie grunted, his movement stuttering as he struggled to hang on. His testicles felt like they were on fire and he knew he'd unload any second.
Leaning forward, Vince growled, "We will be bound for all eternity. You will be mine as I will be yours."
"Yesss," Frankie hissed.
"Then, come, beloved," Vince ordered. He adjusted the angle of his next thrust and nailed Frankie's prostate.
Frankie roared. His body arched as his cock shot, filling the space between them with seed. His wolf howled in the back of his mind. He released the headboard with his left hand, reached up, and grabbed Vince's head. Yanking his lover down, Frankie met him halfway and sank his canines into Vince's neck, claiming his mate.
Vince moaned and shuddered above him. His hips snapped forward, driving his dick into Frankie another couple of times before he tensed and came, coating Frankie's rectum with his semen.
Frankie dropped his head onto his pillow and smiled up at Vince. His brows shot up at the feral red light still filling his lover's eyes. "Mine," Vince snapped right before gripping Frankie's neck and sinking his fangs into his shoulder.
Bliss exploded through Frankie's system. It felt as if Vince were sucking his cock instead of the blood from his neck and his balls turned inside out as he came again. He cried out hoarsely, joining in with his wolf howling in the back of his mind at being claimed.
Vince licked his bite mark, gently sealing the wound. He petted Frankie's shuddering, twitching body with his hands and nuzzled his cheek and neck. Feeling the vampire's kisses along the cords of his neck, Frankie hummed with satisfaction.
Slowly, his limbs lethargic, he gently grabbed his lover's upper arms and nuzzled Vince back. "Mine," he claimed.
Lifting his head, Vince smiled down at him. "Yours." Vince gently traced Frankie's brow affectionately. "Your mate."
He leaned down and pecked a quick kiss to his lips, then gently eased his softening cock from Frankie's channel. Frankie grunted. He'd always thought that was one of the oddest sensations, but dealing with it was well worth the pleasure he received.
"Do you bottom?" he asked curiously.
Vince grabbed the box of tissues from the nightstand before turning back to him. He winked lasciviously. "On rare occasion, and yes, I fully intend to have your thick cock in me next round."
"Oh," Frankie breathed, liking the sound of that. Even after two incredible orgasms, his dick still managed to rouse to half-mast.
Carefully, Vince cleaned them. "Like the sound of that, do you?" he teased, fondling Frankie's cock.
Frankie sighed, loving his mate's touch, even when not anticipating getting off. "Yeah."
"Good," Vince growled. Leaning over him, he added, "Because I have every intention of touching you every chance I get."
Frankie reached for his lover, wrapping him up and pulling him on top of him. He felt bumpy skin under his fingertips and froze. "Oh, I'm sorry," he cried, afraid to move in case he hurt his mate.
Vince smiled. "Relax. It feels much better now. I'm well on my way to being fully healed," he assured.
Letting out a relieved sigh, Frankie smiled. "Good." His smile faded as guilt set in. "I'm sorry you were hurt. If I'd stayed and talked with you instead of running off-"
"Hey, enough of that," Vince cut in. He cupped Frankie's cheek, forcing him to look him in the eye. "I already told you it wasn't your fault. If I hadn't been so foolish as to try to run from having a shifter for a beloved, none of this would have happened either because I wouldn't have had to borrow a jet from the Vampire Council, and Mikael wouldn't have learned of my weakened condition. So, you could say it's my own damn fault."
Frankie cocked his head and took a moment to process all that. He felt grateful Vince waited patiently. Finally, he shook his head, easily dismissing that notion. "Everything happens in its own time. We'll call it Mikael's fault," he decided.
Vince grinned. "It's a deal."
His mate leaned down and pressed his lips to Frankie's. Frankie immediately opened to his questing tongue. He hummed happily and sucked on Vince's oral muscle, liking how it made the sexy vampire growl. Stroking his hands down his vampire's sides, he gripped his hips and pulled his lover's body more firmly against his own.
He ignored the knock on the door, wanting more friction on his rapidly refilling cock. Frankie liked how his body reacted to his mate. It felt good to be touched, rubbed, and stroked.
The throat clearing and Reb's voice saying, "I'm glad to see Vince's back is healing swiftly, but I could do without seeing his ass again," was not so easy to ignore.
Breaking the kiss, Frankie turned his head and glared at his brother. "What are you doing in here?" he snapped.
"Lex is here." His brother smirked. "At least, I kept him from interrupting your claiming a few minutes ago. Congratulations, by the way."
That's when he noticed two things. One, Lex was in the room with them, a big grin on his face, and he was looking everywhere but at the bed. And, two, Vince was shaking with suppressed laughter.
Frankie harrumphed, then grabbed the sheet and pulled it over them both to the waist. When Vince shifted sideways and sat up, he grabbed Frankie's hand and kissed it. "Sorry, baby. I just can't help remembering all the times I've had to interrupt Lex because we've been assigned a new mission. I'm sure he's just loving this."
"He's standing right here. And yes I am," Lex quipped. Then he sighed. "Unfortunately, though, I am here in an official capacity."
"You are? Why?" Vince asked, his words drowning out Frankie's shocked gasp.
"Your testimony is required by the Vampire Council," Lex said. Then he looked at Frankie. "You and your brother's, too."
"What? Why?" Vince asked warily.
Lex rolled his eyes. "Because of the charges we are bringing against Mikael and his band of miscreants. You've been out of it for nearly thirty-six hours, Vince. They've already been sent back to Georgia in chains. Since Seb and Caspian used the private jet to take them, we'll be joining them via conference call from the hotel." He glanced at his watch. "The trial starts in two hours. Get ready and come on."