Moving up my body, he captured my mouth, letting me taste my cum and the coppery essence of my blood on his tongue. “Are you ready?” he whispered against my lips.
Then he plunged his cock into my hole, making me buck. It hurt so good after his prep work, and I gasped into his mouth as he devoured me. His hips pistoned faster than anything I’d ever experienced with that vampiric strength, so I clutched my arms around his neck, holding on for the ride until he erupted, filling me with his overflow, and my body responded in kind with another release.
I slumped into the mattress, letting it envelope me as my body cooled. Ego sat back on his bent legs, running his fingertips down my thighs as my breathing returned to normal. Once I could breathe again, I whispered, “Hi.”
He smiled down at me so sweetly. “Let me clean you up.” Then he very carefully licked up my release from my stomach and groin, then moved down, and using his tongue, lapped up all that he’d left behind.
By the time he was done, my spent dick gave a half-hearted twitch, but he’d wrung me dry. “Come here.” I held out my arms to him.
He snuggled in, becoming pliant in my arms. “Was that okay?”
His hesitant tone broke my heart. How long had he lived in his state of uncertainty, seeking reassurance that I was starting to think he wasn’t used to receiving?
“There aren’t words. If you work me over like that again, I might drop dead.”
He huffed, tightening the arm he’d draped over my waist. “That’s the last thing I want.” We both lay quietly for a while, soaking up the aftermath of extreme bliss when he said, “I won’t let that beast hurt you.”
At first, I thought he was talking about himself, but then I realized he meant his attacker. “I know. I trust you to protect me.” And I’d do my damndest to protect him, too. And what I couldn’t do, I knew that Sky and the rest of our found family would pick up the slack.
“You know something else he said that really bothered me, besides saying he’d come here and take care of you?”
I kissed the top of his head, so pissed that the monster that had already irrevocably changed his life was hurting him once again. “What?”
“He told me his other children wanted to meet me.”
“What?” I pulled back to look at his face. “He’s made more of you?”
Ego huffed. “Apparently.”
“Wow, why didn’t you tell me and Lysandro that earlier?”
He shrugged against me. “Because I was hurt, I guess. Like he turned others and had them there with him, but he just abandoned me on my own. I’m so sick of being abandoned by parental figures, Scotty.”
My heart skipped a beat at that. Stevie and I hadn’t had the best parents, but we’d felt their love in the best way they knew how to give. It had been a gut-punch when they died, and even worse when Stevie was murdered, but I saw now that I didn’t really know what true abandonment felt like. The people who were supposed to love me had, and they’d left me by no fault of their own.
Ego nuzzled into me. “It’s okay. I mean, it’s not, but I keep thinking, what if I hadn’t already known the paranormal was real? It was pure chance that I knew about Lysandro’s existence. We’d run into him on the boardwalk during my last visit, or I would’ve never known. I probably wouldn’t have even come back to Willowhope.” He blew out his lips, making a pfft sound. “Hell, none of that would’ve even mattered if Delaney wasn’t a fae.”
“Delaney’s a what?!” I yelled, sitting up and dumping him on the mattress.
He stared up at me, startled, then he chuckled. Short little bursts at first, until he was full-belly laughing and rolling around. As curious as I was about his parents, Delaney, and every other little thing from his past, I knew we needed the reprieve. A moment of cleansing laughter to help us prepare to face the night ahead, so I gave in to it, and we rolled on the bed like a couple of little kids, and played the night away.
“I knowyou’re scared to do this,” I told Ego as we stepped outside of the castle, “but I know you can.”
He took a deep breath, soaking up all the scents surrounding his property and the small town beyond. “Wow.”
“Smell good?” I asked.
He grabbed my hand and smiled down at me. “It smells like you. It smells like home.”
I blinked back the stupid emotion his words brought. Now was not the time to deep dive into what was going on between us. There’d be plenty of time for that after this nuisance was eliminated. Turning to the driveway, I stopped dead in my tracks. “Oh crap, I thought Lysandro would’ve had someone from the manor bring me a car.”
Ego’s eyes twinkled with amusement. “What in the world do we need a car for?”
“Listen, I know you don’t want to go, but we have to. I’ll just call Chance and ask him to pick us up.”
My phone was halfway out of my pocket when Ego picked me up bridal-style. “How would you like to go for a run?”
We were almost to the manor before I even realized we were moving. I buried my face in Ego’s shirt as the wind and bugs whipped into my face. Before I could ask him to slow down, he skidded to a stop in the driveway of the manor. “Here we are.”
