He didn’t understand what this was.
Why was Alexander doing this? This couldn’t be because of that one kiss.
It was barely a kiss. They touched lips that was all.
As Alexander slid on top of him, Boaz hissed, his entire body trembling. He was sure his brain short-circuited because he couldn’t remember why he couldn’t allow himself to have this moment. Why they should stop. Why it was so wrong on so many levels.
“Fuck, it feels better than before,” Alexander said in a husky voice. He breathed out, rocking his hips against Boaz, rubbing their cocks together. “I can feel how hard you are for me. Just like at the lake. You fucking turned my life upside down, made me want things. I’m not even attracted to males.”
Boaz gritted his teeth, pleasure rushing through his veins. “Why are you doing this if you’re not?”
“It feels good,” Alexander said, running his nose against Boaz’s neck. And Boaz knew what came next. He was going to bite him, and Boaz was going to lose his mind, they won’t have the talk they really needed to have. Alexander opened his mouth wider, his thrusts getting wilder.
“Wait,” Boaz grasped his hips, bringing him to a stop. “Maybe we should talk about this.”
“Talk about what?” he asked, sounding high as he continued to rock against him. Boaz clenched his jaw to keep from fucking up into Alexander. They had to fucking talk before whatever they were doing before it got out of hand. “You kissed me. Why can’t I do the same?”
“It’s not the same thing?”
“How is it not the same thing?” he asked staring down at him.
“I was…” Boaz bit into his bottom lip trying to think of the reason why he’d kissed him. Alexander’s eyes zeroed in on his lip, his eyes burning red. Boaz closed his own, trying to stem off the desire burning away his fucking brain cells. That was the fucking reason why he kissed him. He wanted him. He wanted the vampire. Whenever Alexander was close, he couldn’t thinkstraight. His body burned with a need he couldn’t deny. He wanted him just like this. Chest to chest. Pelvis to pelvis. Naked.
Boaz opened his eyes. Only to find Alexander still looking at him. Hungrily. “Stop looking at me like that.”
“Like what?”
“Like you want to devour me.”
“I do,” Alexander declared. Boaz shivered. “I want to fucking eat you whole.”
“That’s just the hunger talking,” Boaz said. It hurt a little to say his next words. “You said it yourself that you’re not attracted to males.”
Chapter 19
Alexander
He wasn’t.
But this was beyond him. And he was tired of fighting it. He wanted relief. He wanted to feel like himself again. He’d tried staying away, but he still ended up here.
“I’m not,” Alexander said. “My hunger has messed me up. I can’t drink from another and I can’t stop thinking about that kiss. And this…” Alexander reached between them and wrapped his hand around Boaz’s cock.
“Fuck, Alex,” Boaz moaned, arching into his hand.
Alexander pushed to his knees, fascinated. He stared down at his hand wrapped around Boaz’s thick cock. It was so hard. Precum welled out of the slit, dripping down onto his hand.
“Look at that,” he mumbled, amazed by Boaz’s reaction to him.
“Please,” Boaz begged.
And the sound of him begging did things to Alexander. He wanted to see him crumble, like he had, become mindless with want. He wanted him to feel the confusion, the tension and the pain of wanting something he shouldn’t. He wanted him to feel the torture he had gone through.
“Please what? Do you want more?” Alexander asked, even though he planned to deny him. He wanted to watch him suffer. The fact that he held all the power, send a thrill through him. He rubbed his middle finger over the slit, smearing precum over the mushroom head in slow, soft caresses that seemed to drive Boaz crazy.
“Does it feel nice?” Alexander asked, as his eyes roamed over Boaz’s body. Even though he wasn’t attracted to males, he found Boaz’s body gorgeous. Tall. Defined. Muscled.
When Boaz’s hips rolled fucking the air, Alexander stared, transfixed. Then his eyes dropped lower to the hairy balls and the black t-shaped thing peeking between his cheeks.