The conversation on the other side of the bonfire continued.
“When he comes tonight ask him to go for a walk and…” one of her friends suggested. And as if on cue, Alexander appeared.
The clearing fell silent.
Boaz stared at him, his mouth suddenly going dry as he took the vampire in. He looked gorgeous. Hot. Fitted jeans encased his toned thighs and a lose shirt hung over his broad shoulders.
Boaz’s body heated at the sight of him.
Lyla’s and her friends squealed and rushed to him. The beer suddenly tasted sour in Boaz’s mouth. Boaz got to his feet and walked away from the clearing, unable to watch Lyla and Alexander together.
He walked through the trees. He shook his head suddenly feeling lightheaded.
Was the alcohol finally hitting him?
Boaz laughed at himself as he stumbled and almost crushed into a nearby tree.
“I guess, I’m finally drunk,” he said to himself as he leaned against the tree trunk. The air around him suddenly changed, and Boaz didn’t need Alexander to appear for him to know that he was there.
“Fuck. Why did you follow me?”
“Why did you leave?”
Boaz turned to his left, and there he stood Alexander, a few paces away. They stared at each other. The air between them thickening with every second that passed.
Without saying another word Boaz turned and headed to his cabin. He heard Alexander close behind him. Boaz’s heart hammered hard in his chest, his breath came in shallow gasps. Heat rippled over his skin, making him overly warm. As soon as he stepped into his cabin, he pulled his clothes off. He climbed onto the bed and opened the bedside table and fished out the bottle of lube. He didn’t waste any time. And within seconds he had his fingers coated and he was reaching behind him for his hole.
“Fuck,” he groaned as he pushed two fingers inside.
The bed dipped as Alexander climbed behind him. Boaz handed him the lube, and went to his hands and knees, burying his face into his pillow.
Then, he felt the head of Alexander’s cock nudge his hole. He pushed inside.
Boaz’s mouth hug open on a silent moan as Alexander went deeper in slow, steady thrusts that felt like torture.
“Stop teasing me,” Boaz whined, rocking back.
“Do you fucking want to get rammed?” Alexander asked as he snapped his hips, burying his cock deep in inside him. “Like this.”
“Oh fuck, yes,” Boaz moaned as an electric current zapped through him. Alexander grasped his hips and held him still as he fucked him. Hard. Each thrust rocked the bed, slamming the headboard into the wall. Boaz gritted his teeth to keep from crying out. But he couldn’t help it. Moans slipped from his mouth as Alexander fucked him deeper and harder.
Fuck…fuck…fuck... Boaz wrapped his hand around his cock, and all it took was one stroke.
“Oh shit!” he screamed as cum shot out of his cock. He quivered as pleasure thrummed through his veins.
It felt so good, even as Alexander continued to fuck him as he chased his own pleasure. Alexander went still behind him. A beat late, he trembled as he came deep inside him.
When Alexander dragged him close, Boaz shivered in anticipation. He held still as fangs sank into his flesh
“You should have bitten me while you were inside me.” The words slipped out of his mouth before he could stop them. To cover for his blunder he reached between them and wrapped his hand around Alexander’s cock. He stroked, squeezing around the head until it thickened in his hand.
“Shit,” Alexander groaned against his neck.
Boaz pushed Alexander down and slung his leg over his thighs, straddling him.
“Bite me again,” he demanded. Alexander sat up and wrapped his arms around him. Boaz shivered in his arms. He shook the feeling away and focused on Alexander’s mouth on his skin, as he sank down on his cock.
“Ahh…shit. It feels so good,” he murmured as he rocked his hips. Boaz wrapped his arms around the vampire, holding him tighter as rocked up and down. He picked up the pace as his orgasm tingled up his spine. Alexander responded in kind, meeting every thrust.