“I swear I didn’t eat much.”
“No, really, I swear.”
“I know. Now walk.”
“But Dare said—”
“I know what he said. Hush.” Zephyr pointed to the door behind them.
“No, you know what? I’m done.” Adam shoved his lover away and strolled away, his body tense.
He’d had enough. Enough of being treated as a kid, like he didn’t deserve to be told anything about what was going on. Who the hell did Zephyr think he was? Arm candy? A pretty piece of ass to fuck and stow away afterward? Screw them. What made them think they could treat him like that?
“What the fuck, man?” Zephyr sprinted after him. “Hey, wait up.” Zephyr caught Adam’s arm and spun him around.
“What’s gives, kid?”
“What gives? Screw you!”
Adam shoved at the incubus’s chest again, harder, his fists making a low thump connecting with Zephyr’s rib cage.
“What the fuck has gotten into you?”
“You did, you asshole.”
“What did I do?”
“You are treating me like a child. Both you and Darien. Why tell me anything at all? All I’m good for is keep my mouth shut and bend over.”
“What are you talking about? We tell you plenty!”
“That’s a colloquialism. Look it up.”
“I know what it means.”
Adam strolled away again.
“Good for you.”
Zephyr caught his arm, jerking him back.
“Oh, no you don’t.”
With his fist clenched, Adam whirled around to face his lover.
“You don’t walk away when you don’t like the argument.”
“I’m not running away from a fight, you…I was trying not to hit you.” At that, Zephyr snorted and rolled his eyes.
Before he realized what he was doing, Adam’s hand shot up to deck Zephyr. But just before it could connect with the jaw it was aiming at, his fist was caught in Zephyr’s hand.
“Yes, you hitting me would have been a real problem.”
Adam tried to pull his hand back, but Zephyr tightened his grip around his fist, hard enough to convey his point but not enough to hurt.
“You’ll have to do better than this if you want to hurt me, lover.”
“I don’t want to hurt you, damn it.” His shoulders slumped, the tension leaving his body. “All I want is to be treated like an equal.”
“I know I’m young, in more ways than one—”
“No, honestly. I want to learn.”
“Shut up, will you? I’m trying to apologize here.”
“You are?” Zephyr smiled at him, a bittersweet smile that softened his eyes, and pulled Adam in his arms.
“Yes. I’m sorry, love. I didn’t want to keep you in the dark. It’s just….I’m so used with everyone knowing just as much as I do about our world. It’s like taxis.”
“Do you know when you get in a taxi and just give some general direction or a partial address of the place you want to go? You know where you need to go, so you imagine that everybody does too. Or that they can read your mind at least. It’s the same thing here. My world, our world, comes so naturally to me, and you seem so well adjusted to it, I keep forgetting you are new to it.”
Warm lips brushed Adam’s forehead in soft, lingering kisses. Shuddering, he leaned closer, relishing in Zephyr’s embrace.
“I’m not trying to find excuses for myself, I realize my behavior was inexcusable.”
Adam nuzzled Zephyr’s neck, filling his lungs with his lover’s scent.
“Are you listening to me?”
“Yes, I am. I can see your point, but it still hurts. “
Lifting Adam’s face with his curled fingers, Zephyr looked him in the eyes.
“I know. I promise I’ll try to do better in the future. But I may need you to keep me on my toes.”
Zephyr brought their mouths together, lips brushing against each other, the kiss gentle and sweet, like nothing they’ve shared before. It was meant to soothe, not to arouse, yet it did both. The vampire closed his eyes, losing himself completely in the kiss.
First to recover, the incubus broke the spell. Resting their foreheads together, he caressed Adam’s face.
“I love you. I cannot explain it, I’ve known you for just a short period of time. Living my life, and for such a long time, I didn’t know I still had it in me to love. Yet, somehow I do.”
Adam nodded, a sad little smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
“Believe me, I know.”
With a final peck on the lips, Zephyr stepped back, but without breaking the embrace.
“Will you tell me what else is wrong?”
Adam lowered his eyes and mumbled something under his breath.
“Come on, I can see there’s something else bothering you.”
Should I tell him? Will he think I’m crazy?
“What about him?”
“He’s acting…strange. I think.”
“Strange how?” Adam glanced up, afraid of what he would find in his lover’s eyes, but there was nothing but concern.
“I don’t know. He seems tensed. Jumpy.”
“What about the blood?”
That had Adam stop short.
“I swear, I didn’t drink everything. I swear. I’m not even hungry.”
“Oh, yes, you are. But that’s beside the point. How much did he drink?”
“Today? There were four bags left this morning when I went to bed and only one when I woke up.”
“ So, three bags and what he had from me earlier.”
“What about yesterday? How many did he have?”
“Three? Four? I’m not sure.”
“And the day before?”
“About the same I think.”
“Shit!” Zephyr turned on his heels and resumed walking, so fast that Adam had to run to keep up with him.
Zephyr’s eyes met Darien’s, and the air sizzled between them.
“Yes, I do love him.”
Before the words were out of the incubus’s mouth, Darien was in his face. Smiling, Zephyr tipped his head back, still gazing at his lover. The musky scent of arousal filled the room, going straight to Adam’s groin.
With a growl, the elder bent over and took Zephyr’s mouth in a scorching kiss. A low moan escaped Zephyr and his hands shot up to fist themselves in Darien’s shirt.
Oh, man, that is so hot!
Zephyr climbed slowly to his feet, his entire body rubbing against Darien’s.
“I love you too, baby.”
“I know you do.”
Darien’s hands lowered, exploring every inch of Zephyr’s body, his movements sharp and confident. At a first glance he seemed all calmed and composed, but Adam could see the tensed line of Darien’s shoulders and the whiteness of his fingers as if he’d kept himself in check.
Zephyr’s eyes rolled in their sockets and his head fell back. Darien growled and grazed the elegant column of his lover’s neck. For the shortest moment, Adam was sure that the vampire was feeding, but he didn’t smell any blood. Zephyr moaned and arched his back, allowing for better access.
So this is what a live sex show looks like.
The clothes melted from their bodies without them breaking contact with each other. Darien pushed Zephyr back until his ass was pressed against the edge of the table. Their kisses grew deeper, their touches hotter. Their cocks rubbed together, glistening with pre-cum, the scent of their arousal driving Adam crazy. His own prick throbbed in response to the image his lovers made.
The fledgling sunk lower in his chair and fumbled with his pants buttons. Once he had them opened, he sighed in relief, but his happiness was short-lived, because when he reached for his cock he found he didn’t have enough room for maneuver. Growling, he spread his legs wider and pushed his pants lower. Cupping his balls with one hand, he pulled them up from the confines of his clothes and wrapped the other around his cock.
With his eyes glued to his lovers, Adam stroked himself, swirling his palm over the cock’s head, using pre-cum to lubricate the length of his shaft. He watched his lovers’ bodies writhing in pleasure, watched the passion on their faces when they looked at each other, and for a moment he felt a small pang of jealousy. Vampire and incubus, perfect for each other. Where did that leave him?
Over Darien’s shoulder, Zephyr’s gaze met Adam.
“You’re too far away.”
His hand paused on his cock as he stared at the incubus. Zephyr’s eyes were black with passion, but they seemed sincere.
“Yes, come here.” Darien joined in, looking a bit more dangerous than Zephyr.
Adam climbed to his feet and stumbled over his pants, his cock jutting widely. Darien’s hand shot out to steady him. Zephyr smiled and pulled him between them.
“You didn’t think we forgot about you, did you?”
“No.” Zephyr grinned, probably seeing through the lie, and leaned in, gently brushing their lips together.
Darien’s hands snaked around from behind and grabbed the hem of his T-shirt.
“And I believe you are wearing too many clothes.”
“That I am.”
The T-shirt was pulled over his head and Zephyr quickly disposed of his pants and underwear. Soft kisses were rained against his nape and a warm mouth engulfed the head of his cock.
“Oh God, yes.” He leaned back into Darien’s touch, his hips snapping forward, driving his cock deeper down Zephyr’s throat.
“This is heaven.”
“Glad to hear it.” Darien chuckled in his ear.
A warm tongue whirled around the bulbous head of his shaft, pressed gently against the slit, and he nearly jumped from his skin.
“Oh, yes. God, that’s good.”
Zephyr sunk lower on his cock, and Darien nipped at his shoulder. The elder rubbed his prick against Adam’s ass, leaving a wet trail on his heated skin. Soft, but firm fingers brushed over his buttocks and he tensed.
Both Darien and Zephyr froze and pulled back, starting talking at the same time.
“No, sorry, wait. That’s not what I meant. I do want you, both of you.”
“I want to watch you two go at it. You look so hot together.”
Zephyr broke into a huge grin. “So you want a private show.”
“What do you say, love? Shall we give the kid what he wants?”
“Of course. We can’t leave him wanting.” But Darien said it with such glee, Adam feared he might be in over his head. The elder took Adam’s lips in a quick, open-mouthed kiss, before gently pushing him back until his butt rested against the kitchen counter.
“Now, why don’t you sit here and look pretty?”
“That I can do.”
While Darien rummaged through the cabinets, Zephyr stepped up and offered a kiss of his own, wrapping his arms around Adam.
“Are you sure about this?”
“Yes, I am.” He pulled Zephyr closer, their hard, leaking cocks rubbing against each other, settling between their bodies, hot flesh against hotter flesh. Tongues met and danced against each other in movements old as life itself. Taste exploded in his mouth, the heady scent of his lover filled his head, and need arose in him, wild and demanding.
Pulling back so he could catch his breath, Adam’s slightly unfocused gaze flicked through the kitchen. Having found what he was looking for, Darien had turned around one of the chairs and settled down to watch them, stroking himself lazily. Before Adam’s hungry eyes, clear liquid oozed from the slit and dribbled down the length of Darien’s shaft. The elder caught it with his thumb and brought it to his mouth, sucking it clean.
“See anything you like?”