Vampire Erik Haden has been tracking hunter Travis Canavan for weeks, watching him, learning his every move. On the eve before Valentine’s, the hunt is over.
Within the walls of BDSM club, Bound, Erik approaches Travis and makes an offer he can’t refuse. All he wants is one night with Travis and the exotic male pet he leads around on a leash, a beautiful tattooed vampire that captivates Erik at first sight.
At least, that’s all Travis thinks he wants ...
Travis did not often invite strange vampires to his home. He had only gone to Bound to show off his pet -- he hadn't planned on trading or sharing him for the night. But there was something about Erik that Travis couldn't resist. Maybe Travis had simply been responding to the raw hunger in his eyes when he looked at the pet. Travis couldn't blame him -- the first time he had seen the vampire, Travis had vowed to make him his.
He beat Erik to the apartment by a few minutes, but that was all he needed. He ordered the pet to strip before leading him into the room he had converted into a dungeon. There was enough serum to keep both vampires safely under control. The only problem was injecting it. He doubted Erik would let him slam a long needle through his neck.
"Do you like Erik?"
The pet blinked. He wouldn't respond unless ordered to do so.
"Well, you must. I think that's the first time you've been allowed to come this month, isn't it?"
"He's paid a pretty penny for you, boy. If you make one mistake tonight, you're going back to your cage. Do you understand? Answer me."
He turned away from the pet to fill another syringe with the serum. This one was pretty easy to control without the thick agent, but Travis was more comfortable with the added protection.
"Show me your neck."
The pet lifted his head immediately, but the revulsion on his face was clear. Travis didn't mind, though. He could inject the serum anywhere. It didn't matter. But he enjoyed forcing the pet to expose his throat -- an act the vampire so clearly hated.
Jabbing the sharp needle into the pet's muscled neck, just above his collar, made Travis hard. More than that, it made him ache. He wanted to slam his cock down Joel's throat. Only the knock on the door stopped him.
"Come on. Let's go greet our guest."
The pet dropped to his hands and knees and followed on the leash. When the serum kicked in, it would make him docile, pliable. Travis hoped the chance to use the serum on Erik would present itself early. Just the thought of getting the big vampire on his knees made him tight. And adding a vampire like Erik to his collection? Travis couldn't help but smile as he opened his front door.
He had thought Erik was riveting at Bound, but here, under the softer illumination of his home, the vampire was even more arresting. Blond hair mussed into a deliberate windswept look, a wide brow with gray-blue eyes that bored right through you beneath it, an aquiline nose above a mouth that was downright sinful. He was powerfully built, the thin weave of his sweater highlighting rather than hiding his muscled arms and chest, and he stood as tall as Travis at six-four.
Travis's gaze swept downward. There it was. The thick cock clearly outlined in the worn jeans. If he fucked Joel without stretching him first as he'd hinted at Bound, he'd tear the pet's hole. The thought of blood dripping down the back of Joel's thighs made Travis's mouth dry.