Rafael, a gorgeous and promiscuous bottom boy, has always been the favorite of every top in his town. However, Rafael knows he won't be young forever, and a part of him wants more than just night after night of giving up his rump to an endless array of men. Worse, a psychic predicted that if Rafael didn't find love by the time he turned twenty-eight, he would never have anything more than meaningless sex.
When the eve of his twenty-eighth birthday arrives, Cavan, a mysterious and handsome stranger, strips Rafael naked at a popular club and abducts him. Cavan is the most dominant and talented top Rafael has ever experienced, but he even has more to offer. Cavan is a vampire, and he desires to make Rafael his eternal bottom boy. Cavan has the power to keep Rafael young, beautiful, and healthy forever, but he requires the one thing Rafael has never been capable of: monogamy. Will Cavan's unstoppable lust and unceasing love make Rafael give up what he craves most for one man?
Behind me I heard a door opening, and I was lowered into the softest leather I’d ever felt. The door to the low-slung sports car had risen vertically, and the man slammed it down. My shock and confusion were blunted by the immense wealth surrounding me. I’d never cared much for expensive things, but this vehicle had me almost speechless.
“This is unbelievable,” I said when the man descended into the driver’s seat. I was fascinated by the glinting metal dashboard, the mahogany console, and crushed cream velvet carpeting. “What the hell kind of car is this?”
“That’s your first question?” he said with a deep laugh. “Not who are you or where do you think you’re taking me? You’re too accustomed to leaving bars with strangers.”
“Yeah, I want to know all that, too,” I said. The car took off with a roar.
“It’s a Saleen S7. I am Cavan. And your apartment.”
“Then you need to make a left --”
“I know where it is.”
“I know all about you,” he said. “I’ve been watching you a long time.”
Shit. A stalker.
“I know your grandfather is from Spain, and that’s where you get your gorgeous black locks and beautiful eyes,” he said running a hand through my hair. His touch made my stomach feel light.
“Someone could have told you,” I said.
“I know you went as a pirate for your first Halloween when you were five.”
“Okay, what’s going on? I can’t imagine how you know that.”
“I can feel you’re becoming scared,” Cavan said. “Nothing bad will happen.”
“How can I believe you?”
“For now, you’ll have to trust me,” he said. “You will have a little time to get to know me. I am your new owner.”
“Stop saying that. No one owns people.”
He reached for my jock strap and pulled the front down. “You’ve enjoyed these, haven’t you?”
It took me a second to put it together. If he had this kind of car, he could afford a lot of other things. “You’re the one who always sends the jocks?”
He didn’t answer. He only played with my rigid dick. His hand was large and felt so good stroking me.
“Why haven’t you ever come up to me before? Why don’t I know you?”
“You were too young,” he said. “You are one of the most sexual men ever, and you are what I must have, but you needed to have your adventures first.”
“What do you --”
“I mean what I say. I must have you.”
“Do you mean --”
“Yes, I mean every night.”
“Are you --”
“Yes, I’m psychic.”
“Holy shit, how did you know ... oh, I guess the answer is right there.”
“I can read almost every thought of yours, but you’ll find I’ll still ask many questions because I cannot see a thought before you think it.”
I was stunned. “I wasn’t sure psychics were real.”
“Then why did you care about what one said about you turning twenty-eight?”
“I’m superstitious, I guess,” I said, enjoying the feeling of his hand burrowing between my legs.
“You didn’t really want to date someone like the man called Ned. I sensed your need for utter domination.”
My stomach fluttered at that statement. I did sometimes fantasize about being a sex slave, but I was sure that never happened in real life. Who could afford not to work every day and only be kept as a slave? I looked around his incredible car again. Hmm.