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Nikolas' calm
was shattered by the hunger welling up inside of him as he explored Jon's
mouth. He slipped his hands down Jon's arms then gripped his hips, pulling him
closer. He caressed the length of Jon's back.
The hard length
pressed against him told Nikolas Jon desired him just as much as Nikolas
desired Jon. He couldn't be more thrilled at the prospect. To not be desired
by his Rajaaka would be a nightmare of epic proportions.
Jon groaned, his
hands tightening on Nikolas' shirt. Nikolas felt a low rumble build in his
chest. Before he could stop himself, he licked his way down to the soft pulse
in Jon's neck and sank his teeth in.
Jon's body
instinctively arched toward Nikolas. It was a heady combination, Jon's hard
body pressed against his as the taste of sweet hot blood exploded across his
tongue. And knowing it was his Rajaaka he held in his arms was more than
Nikolas could fight.
Using his superior
strength, Nikolas picked Jon up in his arms and carried him back over to the
bed. He lowered him to the bed, moving to cover Jon's body with his own.
Nikolas extracted
his teeth and licked the bite mark closed before lifting his head to look down
into Jon's dark chocolate brown eyes. He was nearly overcome with the
knowledge that the man he held in his arms was his Rajaaka after all of these
years.
"I want to make
love to you, Rajaaka," Nikolas said softly.
Jon inhaled, his
eyes widening. "J -- Jon."
Nikolas smiled and
reached up to caress the side of Jon's face again. He couldn’t get over how
soft the man's skin felt, how wonderful it felt to just touch Jon. He couldn't
wait to feel Jon's body pressed against his. It would be like wrapping himself
in warm silk.
"I know who you
are, Rajaaka." Nikolas saw the wonder in Jon's deep brown eyes and smiled. He
wondered what color they would be when the man was in the midst of an orgasm.
"I still want to make love to you."
"I -- I don't even
know you."
Nikolas could see
the confusion in Jon's face, the uncertainty. He could also see the desire to
give in. Nikolas stuck his index finger into his mouth and pricked it on one
sharp fang.
"You know me,"
Nikolas said as he rubbed his bleeding finger over Jon's lips. "You know me
better than anyone in the world."
Nikolas growled
low in his throat when Jon's tongue poked out to lick at the blood on his
lips. He rubbed against Jon's tongue with his finger then sank it into Jon's
mouth.
Nikolas inhaled
sharply. His cock almost burst out of his pants when Jon's lips closed around
his finger and the man began sucking on it. Each draw of Jon's mouth felt like
it was mirrored on his cock.
Nikolas
suddenly knew his Rajaaka was going to be big trouble for him. He seemed very
oral. Nikolas had no doubt Jon could get him to come just by sucking on his
finger. He'd probably pass out from ecstasy if Jon sucked on his cock.
When Jon's brown
eyes fluttered up to his, Nikolas knew he was lost. He clawed at Jon's
clothing, ripping them away. He needed to feel the man's body beneath his
hands. He needed to feel his body pressing down on Jon's. He just needed.
Nikolas' hands
lips followed his hands. He kissed each inch of naked skin he bared until Jon
writhed under him, small pants and moans falling from his lush lips. And Jon
had the fullest lips Nikolas had ever seen.
"Nik -- Nikolas,"
Jon moaned beneath him.
"Petjya, my
sweet," Nikolas corrected. "I will be called Petjya from your lips."
"Petjya?" Jon
frowned. "I thought your name was Nikolas."
"It is. Petjya is,
um…" Nikolas frowned as he tried to best put the ancient vampire word into
human words Jon might understand. "It is like lover or mate. It is the proper
way to address someone you are intimate with."
"Are we going to be intimate?"
Nikolas glanced
down at the nearly naked body beneath him then looked up to give Jon a feral
grin. "That’s the plan."
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