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The warm hand around his rigid dick was like paradise. He imagined how tight and hot Nikolaus’s backside might be and thought he would instantly explode. He ground against Nikolaus, their cocks sliding together, hands trapped, mouths fixed. Nikolaus writhed and whined. He shoved a hand down Severin’s breeches to grasp his backside, kneading, pulling the vampire closer.
Severin let go of Nikolaus’s cock. The human encircled both of their pricks in his small hand and jerked hard. Severin nudged Nikolaus’s legs apart with his knee. He probed between them, found Nikolaus’s entrance and stroked a moment before his finger sank into hot wetness. It was wrong that the evidence of Emil on Nikolaus aroused Severin further even as it fanned the flames of his jealousy, but it was all to Severin’s advantage anyway: Nikolaus would need no preparation.
He pushed his breeches down, gripped his cock and knelt up. His gaze found Nikolaus’s. His lost love was red in the face, the tears still staining his cheeks. His mouth was open, wet, gasping. Nikolaus spread his legs, knees up. He guided Severin between them. Severin felt an instant’s resistance before he sank inside Nikolaus’s heat.
Nikolaus arched beneath him. Severin caught his breath as tight muscle enclosed him. This was it, this was everything he had dreamed of ten years ago. At least, almost everything. He sheathed himself to the hilt and started to rock inside Nikolaus, doing his best to hold back although he was moments away from coming. He needed to savour it. He needed to still be inside Nikolaus when his lover came. More importantly, he needed not to bite Nikolaus and drink him dry, no matter that he had promised himself earlier to take the human with no remorse. Not anymore. Nikolaus had showed his tender heart. He still felt something for Severin and Severin in turn, well, he was once more back in that protective role. Keeping Nikolaus safe, the altruism that had cost him ten years. The human lust could be sated here; the blood lust couldn’t. It would have to be enough.
Severin fell forward, propping himself on his hands. He kissed Nikolaus with a soft groan. Nikolaus wrapped arms and legs around him. Hands on Severin’s buttocks, he pulled him closer, deeper. He moaned with every thrust into his depths and met Severin’s pelvis with his own.
A hand wrapped around Severin’s neck and made him falter in his rhythm. “Have your fun, but if you come inside him, you’re a dead man.”
Severin tried to look over his shoulder but Emil’s hand was like steel. He knelt behind Severin, rigid cock pressed against his backside.
Nikolaus whimpered softly. “Please, Emil,” he said. “I’ll do anything you want.Anything.” Severin had never realised before what a good actor Nikolaus was, how all his innocence was channelled into his seduction. Now he knew better about Nikolaus’s innocence. He held himself still, that fearful hand around his neck that could dispatch him at any moment.
Emil laughed. “You want his seed inside you?”
Nikolaus’s thighs clenched Severin’s hips. “Yes.”
Emil was still a moment. Then his grasp eased on Severin’s neck. He leant towards the bedside table. “Fair’s fair,” he said. “Don’t leave me out.”
Severin shuddered as he watched Emil pour oil into the palm of his hand. Nikolaus’s eyes widened. He clutched Severin closer and began to move against his cock. Severin thrust into him. He gasped as Emil spread his buttocks apart and fingered him, lubricating his entrance. He shivered, kissed Nikolaus, and kept his eyes closed as Emil penetrated him.
He knew the blissful sting. He always felt shameful and dirty after he’d been with Emil even though Emil always made him come in a hurricane as soon as he bit him. He rocked into Nikolaus and Emil joined their rhythm, fucking Severin and building his pace.
Soon the vampire king crushed Severin to Nikolaus. Severin’s skin was slick with their combined sweat. Nikolaus was noisy in his pleasure. He clawed at Severin’s shoulders. Severin buried his face in Nikolaus’s neck, choosing the other side to the wounds left by Emil. He couldn’t deny that the twin pleasures of fucking and being fucked were something out of this world. He felt full, ready to scream aloud in his ecstasy, his cock swallowed by Nikolaus and his arse spread and plugged by Emil.
He kissed Nikolaus’s throat and Severin’s lover arched his neck, inviting, the way he had in Emil’s dungeon. Severin groaned. He licked Nikolaus’s damp skin, tasting the salty sweat. This time the blood lust had lingered way behind the human lust when normally with Severin’s victims it was the other way around. He had always reacted to Nikolaus as a man first and foremost and a vampire second, though.Always.
But now the blood lust stirred, came crashing to the fore to mingle with the human lust and turn Severin’s blood molten. He could barely focus on the room anymore, hardly aware of Emil pushing into him. He felt dizzy, discombobulated like he’d drunk bad blood, on the verge of orgasm and more frighteningly, on the verge of passing out, he was sure of it. He fought at the blackness tingeing the edges of his vision. He couldn’t allow that to happen. He didn’t know what punishment Emil might have in store for Nikolaus while Severin was unconscious. He doubted he had a choice though. His body was in control now, not his mind, and what would happen, would happen.
He opened his mouth, stretched it wide, pressed the points of his canines against his lover’s skin. At the same moment, he felt Emil’s weight smothering him, the older vampire’s teeth sinking into the side of his throat.
Severin struggled for an instant. Then Nikolaus bucked hard against him and tightened in excruciating waves around Severin’s cock. The moment of biting Nikolaus was gone. Nikolaus let loose a cry as he came and Severin echoed it. He filled Nikolaus full and shimmering waves carried him away as Emil bit him.
Chapter Eleven
Severin fought against the impending faint. He screamed in fury, rearing up, batting Emil’s head away and dislodging the vampire from his throat. Emil grunted, gripped Severin by the neck and held him still, still fucking him, trying to resheath his teeth in the bleeding wounds.
But Severin’s vision was clearing rapidly. The orgasm had left him weak but the loss of blood had been minimal. He pulled forward, crushing a dazed Nikolaus, freeing Emil from his backside and then he whirled around and caught Emil with a fist to the jaw, sending him crashing off the bed.
“No, you don’t,” Severin said. “Not this time.”
Emil sprang up. His black eyes glinted dangerously, the red receding from them. “Excuse me? I let you abuse my pet in whichever way you choose and you dare to deny me a sip of blood?”
Severin climbed off the bed and pulled up his breeches. “Yoursipsleave me dreadfully weak. I don’t want to feel like that tonight and leave Nikolaus at your mercy.”
Emil cocked his head, looking amused. “And you think I would do what, exactly?”
“Snap his neck as you suggested.”
“Why would I do that?”
“To fuck with me.”
A sly smile curled around Emil’s lips. “I would do it now you’ve denied me blood, certainly. Would you rather I drank from you, or my pet?”
Severin stared him down stonily. Emil’s muscles were tense like a big cat ready to spring. “Neither,” he said. “I’ve given you plenty over the years.”
