Michael’s. “Your ass is the only Realm I want to command.”
Michael grinned. “Are you trying to say my ass is yours to boss around?”
Neo began to thrust his cock in and out of Michael’s body. “Commanding isn’t about bossing around. It’s more about protecting and seeing that what you love is taken care of. That’s my job.”
Michael opened his mouth to tell Neo those were the same qualities the Realm needed in a leader when Neo’s cock pegged his prostate, sending Michael’s body into an erotic spasm of epic proportions. He jerked with the intensity of his release, biting down on his own tongue as he painted Neo’s hand and the stone wall with his seed.
Neo released Michael’s cock and wrapped both arms around Michael’s waist, lifting him off the ground with each hard thrust. All Michael could do was brace his hands against the wall and enjoy the ride.
“Michael!” Neo howled as he climaxed.
The two of them slid to the ground still connected. Neo latched onto Michael’s neck and fed, renewing both of them. Michael felt safe with Neo wrapped around him and started to drift. There was something about Neo’s bite that affected Michael like a drug. Although Neo’s short, lustful bites energised Michael, the feeding bites seemed to calm him, lulling him into a world of unicorns and rainbows.
Michael giggled, actually giggled like a schoolgirl, at the thoughts running through his head. Neo sealed the puncture wounds on Michael’s neck and chuckled. “What’s so funny?” Neo asked.
“Did you know unicorns follow rainbows?” Michael asked, still giggling.
Neo stuffed his flaccid cock back into his pants and got to his feet. Michael stared up at his mate with a goofy grin on his face. “Where’re you going?”
“To get some food into your stomach. Come on.” Neo bent down and lifted Michael to his feet.
Michael tried to untangle his jeans from around his ankles and finally threw up his hands. “Fuck it. I’ll walk back to the house naked.”
Neo shook his head and knelt in front of Michael to help him pull up his jeans. “Are you okay?” Neo asked.
“Sure. Why?” Michael asked, lifting his arms above his head as Neo pulled his T-shirt over his head.
“Because you seem more out of it than usual.” Neo stood and stared into Michael’s eyes. “Are you sure you feel okay?”
Michael wrapped his arms around Neo’s neck and pulled him down for a deep kiss. “Maybe I should drink your blood,” he slurred. Spots started to dance in his field of vision, Michael reached out to try and catch one before he realised there was nothing there. “You know. I think maybe you’re right.”
Without another word, Michael’s world went black as he fell into Neo’s arms.
* * * *
Neo yawned and stretched his arms over his head. He stared down at a snoring Michael and frowned. He never woke with Michael still in bed. Neo reached under the covers to palm Michael’s flaccid cock, something that would normally get an immediate reaction from his mate.
Michael grunted and rolled onto his stomach. “Sleep,” Michael mumbled before the soft snore sounded again.
Concerned, Neo felt Michael’s forehead for any sign of fever. If anything, Michael seemed colder than he should be. Colder. “Fuck!”
Throwing off the covers, Neo got out of bed and dressed quickly, foregoing a shower for the moment. He was out of his room and downstairs within minutes.
“Good evening, Your Highness,” Joseph greeted.
“No it’s not,” Neo grumbled. He went into his office and slammed the door. “Spiro!”
When no answer came, Neo ground his teeth together and picked up the phone. “Gunnar. I’m going to the Realm to find Spiro. Do me a favour and watch Michael.”
“It’s change of shift. Wouldn’t you rather have Ramiro guarding the house?” Gunnar asked.
Neo glanced at the clock. Although Ramiro would be more effective against LaMont’s coven, Neo trusted Gunnar with what was most precious
Michael grinned. “Are you trying to say my ass is yours to boss around?”
Neo began to thrust his cock in and out of Michael’s body. “Commanding isn’t about bossing around. It’s more about protecting and seeing that what you love is taken care of. That’s my job.”
Michael opened his mouth to tell Neo those were the same qualities the Realm needed in a leader when Neo’s cock pegged his prostate, sending Michael’s body into an erotic spasm of epic proportions. He jerked with the intensity of his release, biting down on his own tongue as he painted Neo’s hand and the stone wall with his seed.
Neo released Michael’s cock and wrapped both arms around Michael’s waist, lifting him off the ground with each hard thrust. All Michael could do was brace his hands against the wall and enjoy the ride.
“Michael!” Neo howled as he climaxed.
The two of them slid to the ground still connected. Neo latched onto Michael’s neck and fed, renewing both of them. Michael felt safe with Neo wrapped around him and started to drift. There was something about Neo’s bite that affected Michael like a drug. Although Neo’s short, lustful bites energised Michael, the feeding bites seemed to calm him, lulling him into a world of unicorns and rainbows.
Michael giggled, actually giggled like a schoolgirl, at the thoughts running through his head. Neo sealed the puncture wounds on Michael’s neck and chuckled. “What’s so funny?” Neo asked.
“Did you know unicorns follow rainbows?” Michael asked, still giggling.
Neo stuffed his flaccid cock back into his pants and got to his feet. Michael stared up at his mate with a goofy grin on his face. “Where’re you going?”
“To get some food into your stomach. Come on.” Neo bent down and lifted Michael to his feet.
Michael tried to untangle his jeans from around his ankles and finally threw up his hands. “Fuck it. I’ll walk back to the house naked.”
Neo shook his head and knelt in front of Michael to help him pull up his jeans. “Are you okay?” Neo asked.
“Sure. Why?” Michael asked, lifting his arms above his head as Neo pulled his T-shirt over his head.
“Because you seem more out of it than usual.” Neo stood and stared into Michael’s eyes. “Are you sure you feel okay?”
Michael wrapped his arms around Neo’s neck and pulled him down for a deep kiss. “Maybe I should drink your blood,” he slurred. Spots started to dance in his field of vision, Michael reached out to try and catch one before he realised there was nothing there. “You know. I think maybe you’re right.”
Without another word, Michael’s world went black as he fell into Neo’s arms.
* * * *
Neo yawned and stretched his arms over his head. He stared down at a snoring Michael and frowned. He never woke with Michael still in bed. Neo reached under the covers to palm Michael’s flaccid cock, something that would normally get an immediate reaction from his mate.
Michael grunted and rolled onto his stomach. “Sleep,” Michael mumbled before the soft snore sounded again.
Concerned, Neo felt Michael’s forehead for any sign of fever. If anything, Michael seemed colder than he should be. Colder. “Fuck!”
Throwing off the covers, Neo got out of bed and dressed quickly, foregoing a shower for the moment. He was out of his room and downstairs within minutes.
“Good evening, Your Highness,” Joseph greeted.
“No it’s not,” Neo grumbled. He went into his office and slammed the door. “Spiro!”
When no answer came, Neo ground his teeth together and picked up the phone. “Gunnar. I’m going to the Realm to find Spiro. Do me a favour and watch Michael.”
“It’s change of shift. Wouldn’t you rather have Ramiro guarding the house?” Gunnar asked.
Neo glanced at the clock. Although Ramiro would be more effective against LaMont’s coven, Neo trusted Gunnar with what was most precious
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