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Yves searches my eyes as he reaches up to touch my cheek. “I do. I’ve shown you my life, now you can show me yours.”
Sliding my hands down his back to rest on his ass, I pull him close and kiss him. “All the gods, I adore you. You’re always so brave.”
Yves chuckles. “Am I brave now for loosening my own restraints?”
“Yes. There’s a lot of beauty in that.”
“I’m inspired, and you deserve it. Come to the bathroom, love.”
I follow him happily, our hands united. I sense something beyond the doors of our bedroom, a flurry of energy and activity, but I block it out for now to focus on my beloved.
I’m stopped in my tracks when we enter the bedroom, and there on a velvet bench is a very delicate mortal man wearing a black silk robe. He’s humming to himself and radiating excited energy. Yves squeezes my shoulders from behind, brushing his lips against my ear.
“Breakfast,” he whispers.
A shiver of excitement rolls through me. My lover indulges me. He knows I prefer to feed directly, but I’ve done my best to adapt to his practice of drinking what his brothers provide after their jobs are done.
“Does he know why he’s here?”
The mortal nods, blond curls bouncing. “You’re gonna bite me.” He does some sort of shimmy with his shoulders. “Fucking me was on the table, but the pretty one said no.”
I snort a laugh. “Oh, you’re a lively one, aren’t you?”
“Always down for an adventure. Is it gonna hurt? It’s okay if it does.”
“Where on earth did you find him, beloved?”
“Thorn did the honors.” His hands move down my back to my ass. “Go on. Feed.”
My stomach grumbles as I get closer, my fangs dropping and body tingling as bloodlust spreads through me. As adorable as the little mortal is, my taste for sexual delight is entirely wrapped up in Yves. There’s not another soul, mortal or otherwise, who could tempt me.
I kneel in front of the man, my eyes taking in his elegant neck. I must thank Thorn later for his excellent taste in meals. The man’s energy is all desire and anticipation, which will sweeten his blood. I grip his chin, tilting his head slightly, and focus on the throbbing vein in his neck.
Yves moves behind the man, also kneeling. He’s removed his sweater, and just the sight of his flesh stirs my cock to life. After all this time, there is nothing better or more beautiful than Yves.
“What is your name?” I ask the mortal.
His eyelids flutter as he whispers, “Mercy.”
“Cute. Thank you for your offering, Mercy.”
I sink my teeth into his vein, exhaling as warm, sweet blood floods my mouth. After several gulps, Yves joins me, biting just slightly above me. He only takes a sip, both of us aware of how fragile the mortal balance of life can be, and within seconds, I choose to taste my lover’s kiss over the blood.
“Oh fuck,” Mercy whispers, rubbing himself between his legs while Yves and I kiss, sharing the taste of the man’s blood. “You guys are hot.”
Yves chuckles, as do I, and we break apart, still mired in our shared lust but neither seeking an audience.
Yves drags his tongue along Mercy’s neck to close his wounds and gather the remaining droplets of blood.
“I’ll show you out, Mercy, and make sure you get some juice.”
He huffs and pops his bottom lip out. “You guys seriously aren’t going to fuck?”
“Not with an audience,” I answer. I grip his chin. “But I assure you, we are going to fuck.”
Mercy giggles. “I’ll come back if you ever want me to. This was cool.”
“Thank you.”
