sharp canines sliding beneath his skin had sent him reeling with a sensation far too sexual for logic. In the intervening time, he had stopped registering the pinch of pain. His only reaction now was to beg for more. Knowing his mind would not function well enough to form words, he settled for sliding his fingers into Orlando‟s dark hair, massaging his vampire‟s scalp as Orlando sucked life-giving blood through the brand that bound them together.
Alain‟s eyes closed as he focused on the mental bond that had developed between them as well, the wave of love and desire he felt from Orlando only adding to his own need. He worked a hand between their bodies. When his fingers found the hard bulge in his lover‟s trousers, he stroked along its length, tantalizing Orlando as Orlando‟s fangs tantalized him. Immediately Orlando‟s hands closed over his arse, pulling Alain closer as he rocked against the wizard‟s hand and groin, an erotic dance with only one end in mind: orgasm.
Alain moved his hand, letting their bodies rub together, and sought instead the hem of Orlando‟s sweater, sliding beneath it in search of sensitive flesh.
The smooth skin of Orlando‟s back gave way to the smoother skin of his chest as Alain sought the vampire‟s nipples, tweaking them the way he knew his lover liked best. The surge of Orlando‟s reaction caused an answering jerk in Alain‟s cock. He could feel the dampness increasing as they rubbed together harder and faster, his breath sawing in and out of his chest. He needed to climax like he needed to breathe, but he needed Orlando to come first.
Trying to speed that moment along, Alain slid his other hand into the back of Orlando‟s trousers. Orlando bucked harder against him as Alain cupped the firm curve of the vampire‟s buttocks. Though Alain had grown used to the freedom of touching Orlando this way, he never forgot to be grateful for the love and trust it implied. Come for me .
The bond created between them by their Aveu de Sang did not allow for the transfer of actual thoughts, but Alain had learned that the emotions behind the words often carried through with almost equal effect, and this time was no exception. Almost immediately, Orlando twitched against him, the rush of heat through their clothes enough to trigger Alain‟s climax as well.
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After a moment, Orlando lifted his head, licking at the wounds that would be healed by morning, one of the side benefits of the Aveu de Sang. “And look,” the vampire murmured. “We didn‟t even miss our stop. Let‟s go home. I haven‟t gotten enough of you yet.”
Alain grinned. That was another benefit. Orlando‟s fangs in his neck and the power of the bond between them gave him an almost immediate recovery time.
RAYMOND looked around the kitchen, making sure he had finished cleaning up everything from dinner. He could have sped up the process with a wave of his hand, but while he trusted his magical acumen, he did not want to take any risk with Jean‟s collection. Some of the pieces were originals from the late eighteenth century, and Raymond had no idea how they would react to magic.
He had learned relatively early in his wizarding life that some objects, due to their chemical composition or some other factor for which he had no explanation, interacted explosively with otherwise harmless spells. His shields would protect him from any backlash, but he did not want to have to explain to his lover how he had broken a one-of-a-kind piece.
Deciding everything was rearranged to his satisfaction, he refilled his wine and went in search of his missing lover. He found Jean on the small balcony that overlooked the Faubourg St-Honoré. “I think tonight went well. They had a lot of good suggestions.”
“They did,” Jean agreed, opening his arms and pulling Raymond to stand beside him. Raymond went willingly, murmuring a warming spell since he had not put on his coat. “They are
Alain‟s eyes closed as he focused on the mental bond that had developed between them as well, the wave of love and desire he felt from Orlando only adding to his own need. He worked a hand between their bodies. When his fingers found the hard bulge in his lover‟s trousers, he stroked along its length, tantalizing Orlando as Orlando‟s fangs tantalized him. Immediately Orlando‟s hands closed over his arse, pulling Alain closer as he rocked against the wizard‟s hand and groin, an erotic dance with only one end in mind: orgasm.
Alain moved his hand, letting their bodies rub together, and sought instead the hem of Orlando‟s sweater, sliding beneath it in search of sensitive flesh.
The smooth skin of Orlando‟s back gave way to the smoother skin of his chest as Alain sought the vampire‟s nipples, tweaking them the way he knew his lover liked best. The surge of Orlando‟s reaction caused an answering jerk in Alain‟s cock. He could feel the dampness increasing as they rubbed together harder and faster, his breath sawing in and out of his chest. He needed to climax like he needed to breathe, but he needed Orlando to come first.
Trying to speed that moment along, Alain slid his other hand into the back of Orlando‟s trousers. Orlando bucked harder against him as Alain cupped the firm curve of the vampire‟s buttocks. Though Alain had grown used to the freedom of touching Orlando this way, he never forgot to be grateful for the love and trust it implied. Come for me .
The bond created between them by their Aveu de Sang did not allow for the transfer of actual thoughts, but Alain had learned that the emotions behind the words often carried through with almost equal effect, and this time was no exception. Almost immediately, Orlando twitched against him, the rush of heat through their clothes enough to trigger Alain‟s climax as well.
Perilous Partnership
55
After a moment, Orlando lifted his head, licking at the wounds that would be healed by morning, one of the side benefits of the Aveu de Sang. “And look,” the vampire murmured. “We didn‟t even miss our stop. Let‟s go home. I haven‟t gotten enough of you yet.”
Alain grinned. That was another benefit. Orlando‟s fangs in his neck and the power of the bond between them gave him an almost immediate recovery time.
RAYMOND looked around the kitchen, making sure he had finished cleaning up everything from dinner. He could have sped up the process with a wave of his hand, but while he trusted his magical acumen, he did not want to take any risk with Jean‟s collection. Some of the pieces were originals from the late eighteenth century, and Raymond had no idea how they would react to magic.
He had learned relatively early in his wizarding life that some objects, due to their chemical composition or some other factor for which he had no explanation, interacted explosively with otherwise harmless spells. His shields would protect him from any backlash, but he did not want to have to explain to his lover how he had broken a one-of-a-kind piece.
Deciding everything was rearranged to his satisfaction, he refilled his wine and went in search of his missing lover. He found Jean on the small balcony that overlooked the Faubourg St-Honoré. “I think tonight went well. They had a lot of good suggestions.”
“They did,” Jean agreed, opening his arms and pulling Raymond to stand beside him. Raymond went willingly, murmuring a warming spell since he had not put on his coat. “They are
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