Ander glanced at his watch. It was getting late, and Jacob had disappeared in the crowd once again. Not that it mattered. The man was nice and kind, but the spark just wasn’t there. Ander couldn’t help but notice the chemistry between them was nothing like it had been the first time he met Jacob. The ambiance of the club and the feel of the vampire’s pull on him had left him romanticizing their last encounter, but the more the night dragged on, the more Ander regretted his decision to come. This outing was turning to be just like every other date he’d been on, awkward and uncomfortable.
He stood up, feeling the need to stretch his legs. He excused himself from the table and headed past the dance floor, down a secluded hallway. His mind was a million miles away from the stuffy suites that filled the ballroom. All Ander wanted was to go home and enjoy a nice ice-cold beer with Vance. They’d have a good laugh at his night with the nobles and maybe even play some video games until the early hours of the morning.
Ander neared the end of the hallway. The moonlight trickled in through the bay windows, providing the only light at the end of the long corridor. He found himself completely alone and relished in the quietness. Hanging on the wall in front of him was a tapestry depicting the four kingdoms and their ruling gods.
Viktor the conquer was the vampire god of the northern Black Moon Kingdom. He was rumored to be the twin brother of Ambrogi the immortal, vampire god of the southern Blood Moon Kingdom. Ander’s gaze followed the dark terrain on the tapestry, passing over the Wilds located in the center and shifting from the west and east. Ryu the dragon was the god of the western Fire Moon Kingdom and Lykos the wolf was the god of the eastern Silver Moon Kingdom. His kingdom. It was the birthplace of his people, a place he had never been to.
A hand snaked out from the door behind him, interrupting his thoughts and pulling him into the darkened room. He turned in a panic, unsure of who had grabbed him, and then his eyes met Rowan’s. Fury and fire danced dangerously close to the vampire king’s penetrating stare as his eyes raked Ander’s body.
“What the hell are you doing here with him?” His venomous words took a minute to sink in as Ander stared back at him with surprise.
“What?” he asked, confused by the sudden assault. Rowan had never spoken directly to him. The most they’d shared had been a passing glance, and now as though it were something from his dreams, here he was pinned against the wall completely alone with the man who had plagued his every sleeping thought since he was a young boy.
“Jacob.” Rowan practically spit the word as though his name were some vile creature. He leaned in closer. Their lips were mere inches from each other.
“H–he asked me,” Ander stuttered. He inhaled, and a rush of desire went straight to his cock. The man smelled of burnt embers and sex, and his scent was like an aphrodisiac washing over Ander’s body as his eyes rolled to the back of his head.
Ander’s world was spinning, and he wrapped his arms around Rowan’s neck for stability. A low growl sounded from Rowan as he picked up on Ander’s sudden arousal. What the hell is happening to me? The thought ran through his mind but was quickly replaced with images of Rowan fucking him just like he’d dreamed a thousand times before.
His dick jumped with anticipation as Rowan pressed his body to his.
“You are mine, Ander Moore. Never forget that.”
Before Ander could protest, Rowan’s lips were on his, claiming his mouth with his tongue. A sound of want escaped Ander as he desperately clung to the vampire king. His whole body was on fire, and Ander lost himself in Rowan’s touch. It was even better than he’d imagined.
Rowan deepened the kiss, his hard cock pressed against Ander’s stomach, letting Ander know he wanted this just as bad as he did.
“Please,” Ander begged, not really sure what he was asking for. He ran his tongue over Rowan’s elongated fangs, and it sent a shiver of excitement down his spine.
“Mine,” Rowan growled once more as his hands gripped Ander’s hips, forcing him against the wall.
His lips moved from Ander’s mouth to his throat. The sharp points of Rowan’s fangs grazed the nape of his neck, and Ander closed his eyes, giving into the vampire’s pull on him. As long as it was Rowan, he didn’t care what he did to him.
The door opened, and Rowan pulled back, just far enough for Ander to catch his breath and return to his senses. Rowan turned to look at the intruder, his eyes shining red with their own internal light.
“It’s time for your decision, my Lord.” His advisor cleared his throat as he held Rowan’s threatening stare with confidence.
“Fuck,” Rowan breathed. Their eyes met for the briefest of seconds, and it took everything in Ander not to beg him stay.
Rowan released his hold on Ander and took a step back.
“We’re not finished.” Rowan’s words held the hint of a promise as he straightened his disheveled clothing and followed his advisor out the door. He paused only for a moment to give Ander one last longing look over his shoulder before disappearing into the darkness. Just as quickly as he’d appeared, he was gone, and Ander was left alone, his world completely turned upside down.
Ander slid to the floor. His breath came in sharp rasps as his erratic heart rate calmed.
What the hell was that?
He ran a hand through his messy hair as he tried to regain his composure. He’d never felt so out of control before, not even with Jacob. Jacob’s pull on him paled in comparison to Rowan’s, and it scared the hell out of him. Whatever “that” was, Ander knew he wouldn’t be satisfied with just one kiss.
Rowan stepped out of the water and onto the concrete walkway. He reached for his towel that sat on the lawn chair. “I actually just finished my swim.”
“Oh,” the disappointment that filled Ander’s tone pulled at him, forcing Rowan to meet his Thrall’s gaze.
“But I was thinking we could take this back inside.” His voice was filled with the desire he’d been trying to hide all evening.
Ander licked his lips, and the thought of his mouth wrapped around his cock had Rowan burning with lust. He took a step closer and inhaled. Ander’s earthen scent filled his nostrils, surrounding him with exotic temptation.
“I’d like that,” Ander said, his gaze never wavering from Rowan’s. He didn’t have to tell Rowan twice. Rowan wrapped his arms around Ander’s waist and pulled him tight to his chest.
“Mind if we take a shortcut?” Rowan asked as his lips lingered dangerously close to Ander’s.
“Not at all.”
With not much more than a thought, Rowan transported them from the patio to his master suite. The surprised look on Ander’s face let Rowan know the wolf had never traveled with a strong vampire before.
“What the hell was that?” he asked as he tried to gain his bearings.
Rowan couldn’t suppress the grin that spread across his face. “Just a little trick I learned half a century ago.” His grip on Ander’s waist tightened. “I can show you a few more if you’d like?”
Rowan could feel his eyes glowing with their own internal light. His hunger was beating against what little self-control remained.
“Please,” Ander begged breathlessly just before Rowan claimed his mouth. Their tongues entwined, and this time Rowan didn’t hold back. There was no stopping him.
Their kiss deepened, and Rowan could feel Ander’s arousal heighten with every stroke of his tongue. He pinned Ander’s wrists above his head with one hand, rendering him helpless as Rowan explored the rest of his lean body with the free hand.
Rowan took his time, enjoying the curve of his waist and the slope of his lower abdomen until he reached the hard cock in between Ander’s thighs. He wrapped his fingers around the thick shaft, and Ander moaned in pleasure, his body rocking eagerly back and forth for more. Rowan let out a low chuckle.
“Eager little wolf, aren’t we?”
Ander’s breathing was coming in sharp rasps. His erratic heartbeat was all the response Rowan needed.
He released his hold on Ander and freed himself from the constraints of his swimming trunks, exposing his own stiff cock. He was so fucking turned on that there was a good amount of pre-cum already dripping from the tip.
He sat down on the bed and beckoned Ander closer. “Show me how much you want me to fuck you.”
Ander hesitated for a brief moment before making his way across the room and dropping to his knees. His luscious lips wrapped around the head of Rowan’s cock, and a shiver of pleasure traveled down his spine. The wolf eagerly lapped at the sticky liquid that had gathered at the tip before taking as much of Rowan as he could into his mouth.
“Mmm,” Ander groaned around his dick, closing his eyes and savoring every lick. The sight of him moving up and down, sucking and licking, was breathtakingly beautiful to Rowan. It had been so long since he’d shared himself with another. He anchored a hand into Ander’s tangled curls as he became more and more overcome by the pleasure of his mouth.
“Fuck,” Rowan cursed as he felt himself reaching the point of release. As though sensing Rowan’s limitations, Ander took him deeper, forcing Rowan’s cock so far inside his mouth that he could feel the back of Ander’s throat.
Rowan’s hand held Ander there as he fucked him deep and hard. Two more thrusts and he spewed the contents of his sticky seed down Ander’s throat. When he was done, Ander pulled his dick from his mouth and licked his lips. It wasn’t enough for Rowan, though. He wanted all of him.
He pulled him up, kissing him once more. The taste of his pleasure on Ander’s lips had Rowan hard again.
“You ready for more already?” Ander asked in between kisses.
“Yes,” Rowan growled. “Bonuses of being a vampire. You’re always ready for more until you’ve been completely satisfied—” Rowan trailed more kisses down Ander’s neck. “And I won’t be completely satisfied until I’ve had all of you.”
He rolled Ander on his back, spreading his legs for access to his tight hole.
“Wait, I—” Ander stopped himself as he tore his gaze away from Rowan’s. His cheeks were burning bright red with embarrassment.
“What is it, my love?” Rowan asked with concern.
“I–I haven’t had sex in a long while.” Ander blushed even more with his admission and Rowan couldn’t help but chuckle.
“It’s all right. Neither have I. We’ll go slow, I promise.”