He felt… on edge. His body tense, sensitive. Every shift of the sheets was like a caress. Sleep didn’t come easily. He tossed and turned, staring into the dark as the minutes dragged.
But when it finally did, the dream came with it.
When he woke up, his cock was hard as steel. Boaz buried his face into his pillow as he fucked into the mattress, his hips moving all on their own. The pleasure was overwhelming, all-consuming, drowning out everything.
“Ahh… fuck,” he moaned into the pillow.
Alexander’s scent hit him, strong and potent. It filled his lungs, wrapping around him. He’d always dreamt of it — smelling the vampire long after the dream had faded. But this time… the scent was unmistakable.
The vampire had been there. There was no other explanation.
Boaz slowly sat up, his eyes scanning the cabin as if he might catch Alexander standing there in the shadows.
“Did that bastard come here and…?” Boaz trailed off, unable to even finish the thought. Still, the suspicion lingered.
And then something Hansel had said weeks ago came rushing back. He'd pushed it aside at the time because he'd had no intention of giving the vampire his blood. But now he couldn't ignore it.
“The vampire waited for two days in the monastery for your blood.”
Boaz’s jaw tightened.
Was he…?
Was the bastard sneaking in here and taking my blood?
There was only one way to find out.
The next day, after a long, exhausting shift in the fields, Boaz returned to his cabin his mind made up. He shut the door behind him and stripped out of his clothes, already reaching for the other presence within him. The shift came quickly, his bones twisting and muscles tightening as his body gave way to his wolf. He shook himself out once the change took over his body, then padded over to the bed.
Climbing up, the wolf lay still, waiting.
Minutes passed.
Then, Alexander appeared.
The moment he did, Boaz lunged. He slammed into Alexander with full force, knocking into him viciously as he went straight for his throat.
Alexander grunted, grabbing onto his fur and shoving him back just enough to keep his teeth from sinking into his flesh.
He was strong. Boaz could feel it immediately. He knew he couldn’t overpower him.
But he didn’t care.
Anger drove him.
He snapped and snarled, teeth flashing as he went for whatever part of the vampire he could reach.
Alexander somehow managed to subdue him, forcing him back onto the bed with a strength Boaz couldn’t match.
Before he could lunge again, the vampire had him pinned.
“Turn,” Alexander growled. “Now.”
Boaz shifted back, the change coming over him as his body returned to human form. He turned his head away immediately, refusing to look at Alexander.
“Get off me,” he bit out.
Alexander didn’t move. He held him there for a few seconds longer, the air between them thrumming with tension. Boaz swallowed as a warm sensation licked its way down his body, heading straight for his slowly thickening cock. Before he could embarrass himself, Alexander let go.