Take My Hand [Brac Pack 28] (7 page)

Darcy stilled, staring directly into Raven’s mouth. He didn’t think his night could get any weirder, but it had. Was he really seeing fangs? Did Raven really have fangs? Gods, his mind just couldn’t register what he was seeing.
The. Man. Had. Fangs.
He had seen them as clear as day when Raven grinned. He knew it wasn’t a trick of the lighting.“What’s going on, Raven?”
Raven leaned forward, pressing his face into Darcy’s neck, and nipped at his skin before licking at the wound in Darcy’s shoulder, a low, guttural growl leaving Raven’s throat.“Do you fear me, Darcy?” He breathed his question out slowly.
“I don’t even know you, Raven.” But he knew one thing. Raven was a vampire. There was no way this could be possible, but the man’s teeth said it all. Now even the biting made sense, and Darcy felt dizzy all over again.
What in the fuck was going on in this town?
“Yes, you do,” Raven said as he leaned back and pulled at the end of Darcy’s pant leg.“Look at me and tell me your soul doesn’t recognize mine. Tell me that you don’t feel like we’ve known each other since the beginning of time. You feel a connection, a pull, something between us that makes you want to stay with me forever.”
“I think you’re hot,” Darcy admitted and then glanced away, afraid to look at Raven now that he knew the truth. He had a vampire hovering above him, stripping Darcy’s clothes from his body. Maybe he suffered more blood loss than he originally thought.
Raven gave a low and seductive chuckle. The sound made Darcy’s cock impossibly harder.“Coming from you, that means a lot to me. But I can smell your fear, Darcy. There is no need for it.”
Darcy looked back at Raven, and then his eyes drifted down to Raven’s mouth.“But you drink blood.”
“I do.”
“My blood.”
“I did.”
“I—” Darcy shook his head, his eyes drifting up toward the ceiling.“I knew there was something strange about this town. It seemed a little too perfect, a little too serene.”
“There is more here than you could ever imagine, Darcy,” Raven said as he ripped Darcy’s shirt from his body. He should be afraid, but he wasn’t. Raven tearing his only good shirt miffed him though. Now what was he going to wear to work in the morning?
“Why do you look angry?”
“Because that was my only shirt,” he admitted.
Raven cocked his head, studying Darcy for a moment, and then shook his head, as if dismissing the silly idea. Darcy dismissed it as well when Raven dipped down and began to lick at his nipple. Hell, he tossed the whole thought process right out of the damn window.
“You have sensitive nipples,” Raven said as he blew a tiny puff of air across Darcy’s moistened nipple. Darcy moaned.
Who knew?“Yeah,” Darcy whimpered, his back arching, trying his best to feed Raven his nipple. Darcy let a soft, drawn-out satisfied sound leave his throat as Raven teased his flesh with his tongue and teeth.
Once again, Darcy was naked while Raven was fully dressed. He wanted to touch the man’s flesh, wanted to feel it under his fingers. The need was so overwhelming that Darcy reached for Raven’s shirt, pulling at it.
“Stop.” Raven grabbed Darcy’s wrists, placing them back above his head.
“But I want to touch you, too,” he whined.
“Trust me, you will.” Raven began to kiss his way down Darcy’s chest, until his mouth was so close to Darcy’s cock that it jerked in excitement. He began to pant when Raven licked his lips, and then his tongue snaked out, tasting Darcy’s pre-cum as if experimenting with the taste.“Salty.”
Darcy gritted his teeth, trying his damnedest not to come in Raven’s face. The guy was slowly torturing him to death as he just lay there, examining Darcy’s cock.“It’s a dick. Now suck it.”
Raven’s eyes slowly lifted to Darcy’s face, a dark brow lifting.
“Sorry,” Darcy murmured as he let out a long breath. “Do whatever you like.”
“Whatever I like? Hmm, I like the sound of that.” Raven spread Darcy’s legs further apart, his tongue tentatively lapping at Darcy’s balls. Darcy slammed his eyes shut, counting to ten, and then to twenty. If Raven didn’t suck him off soon, Darcy was going to blow without the man ever wrapping his lips around Darcy’s dick.
His toes curled and his back arched as Raven dipped his head down and took Darcy’s tight balls into his mouth. He shouted, his seed exploding onto his chest.“Fuck!”
Raven continued to suck Darcy’s balls, slowly letting up until he pushed up onto his arms, using one hand to swipe the cum from Darcy’s chest and shove his finger into his mouth.
Darcy groaned at the sight of the man tasting him. It was erotic as hell. He had imagined what it would be like to finally be with a man, but nothing in his wildest imagination prepared him for reality. Raven was everything and more. Just the masculine tilt of his smile had Darcy ready for round two. The man was simply gorgeous, and that only made Darcy wonder why the guy wanted him, but he let that thought go when Raven continued to give him such a seductive smile.
“I’m guessing you like your balls sucked?”
“You think?” Darcy mumbled as he lowered his legs to the bed.
Raven nipped the inside of Darcy’s thigh, making Darcy jerk and moan.“Be nice,” Raven said as he leaned back, pulling his shirt over his head. Darcy lay there, mesmerized by Raven’s lean body. It was pale and cut to masculine perfection. Darcy’s eyes darted down toward Raven’s pants, seeing the dark trail of hair that vanished inside Raven’s jeans, and the outline of his lover’s erection. Darcy’s heart raced as he stared at the bulge, images of what Raven’s cock looked like dancing in his mind. He wanted to find out. He desperately wanted to find out.
Raven chuckled.“I’m going to take them off as well.”
Raven was smiling, but Darcy was sweating bullets. He watched as Raven pulled his clothes off, revealing a cock much larger than his own, nicely cut, perfection in every way. Darcy lay there wondering how in the hell that big dick was going to fit into his ass. There was just no damn way. His doubts must have been on his face by Raven’s next word.
“Worried?” Raven asked as he tossed his shirt aside, a wicked smile playing on his lips.
“Sort of,” Darcy admitted, his eyes glued to Raven’s cock. It was long, thick, and cut, and so hard that the head was a deep shade of red. He swallowed and then looked up at Raven.
“Now let’s see if we both can’t figure this out together.” Raven glanced down at Darcy’s cock, a peculiar look in his dark eyes.
“What’s wrong?” Darcy asked.
Darcy was amazed at how large Raven was. He wasn’t muscular or bulky. No, Raven’s demeanor and the way he carried himself made him seem so much larger than he truly was. Darcy stared at Raven’s face as if it were the only thing left in the world.
“Darcy?” Raven asked as he stretched out over Darcy’s body, running his knuckles over Darcy’s chin.“What’s wrong, baby?”
The endearment tore at Darcy’s heart. What Raven had said was true, even though Darcy didn’t understand how. He
did
feel a connection, and some sort of invisible string that was pulling Darcy to the vampire. That thought alone frightened him because the feeling was so damn intense. “You’re amazing.”
Raven’s smirk was anything but smug, but Darcy could see the appreciation in the man’s dark eyes. “Thanks. If you keep complimenting me, it just might go to my head.”
“Which head?” Darcy laughed, easing the tension in the room.
“Now who is the one that looks absolutely amazing?” Raven asked as he trailed his fingers across Darcy’s shoulder. Darcy shivered, wondering if it got any better than this. Raven’s touch was like magic against Darcy’s skin, making his body react in ways he didn’t think possible.
Raven kissed his way down Darcy’s bare shoulder as he reached down and rimmed Darcy’s ass with his finger.“I know we need lube,” Raven said as he kissed his way back up until the man was at Darcy’s neck, inhaling deeply.
Darcy pointed toward the bathroom.“I saw some in there.”
Raven chuckled.“It figures there is lube in every room in this house.” He pushed away from Darcy, walked into the bathroom, and came back a few seconds later with a tube of lube in his hand.
He lifted it up, wiggling it back and forth.“Gay man’s gold.”
Darcy spread his legs, wanting Raven more than anything. Just thinking about Raven inside of him was making Darcy’s cock throb against his stomach. All Darcy could do was lie there and stare at Raven. The man was handsome, with a sexy-as-fuck smile to boot.
Even the fangs were starting to turn Darcy on.
He’d question the rationality of that thought later.
Right now all Darcy wanted was Raven. The feeling was overwhelming and riding him hard as he stared into Raven’s eyes. The man not only wanted him for sex, but to keep. Raven had said they would make a good couple. Even though that thought still scared him, the fear wasn’t as strong as it had been earlier.
Just the thought of this man wanting him had Darcy shaking in anticipation.
Raven crawled back onto the bed, settling himself between Darcy’s legs. He lubed his fingers, tossed the bottle aside, and then once again rimmed Darcy’s hole. He felt a tight pressure at his bud, and the palm of Raven’s hand pressed tightly against his perineum. Darcy bit his bottom lip as Raven finally pushed his finger into Darcy. “You okay, Darcy?” Raven asked, his hand stilling.
Darcy nodded, bearing down on Raven’s finger. It was the strangest feeling Darcy had ever felt, and he loved it. Although he had used his own fingers on many occasions, having someone else finger him was a whole new experience. Raven wiggled his finger, and then pressed another finger inside. Darcy hissed out a breath, his abs singing with tension as he pulled back slightly and then pressed down, moaning as Raven stretched him.
He wanted Raven to fuck him so damn badly. The man’s fingers felt great, but Darcy wanted to feel Raven wrapped around him, holding him down as he fucked him into a coma. Darcy had known most of his teenage life that he was gay, but had never acted on those feelings.
Now that he had Raven to show him the way, Darcy was tight with anticipation, his nerves jumpy, and his mouth was dry.
“I can feel you tensing up, Darcy.” Raven kept his fingers buried inside of Darcy as he leaned forward, teasing one of Darcy’s nipples with his teeth.
Darcy bucked, groaning as Raven forced a third finger into Darcy’s ass. Darcy jerked when Raven began to fuck him with all three fingers. He squeezed down on Raven’s fingers, his hands pressing into Raven’s shoulders.“I need to feel you inside of me.”
Raven pulled his hand free, straightened, and then positioned himself between Darcy’s legs. Raven hooked Darcy’s legs over his arms, pulled him further down the bed, closer to Raven’s hard and weeping shaft, and then Darcy felt the head of Raven’s cock pressing at his hole.
“You’ll tell me if you want me to stop.” It wasn’t a request.
Darcy licked his lips and nodded.“I will.”
“Good,” Raven almost growled and then pushed forward. Darcy’s eyes damn near crossed as Raven’s cock began to enter him.
Whoa, ow, shit
. It burned. Darcy’s attention was taken away from the uncomfortable feeling in his ass as Raven released his legs and raked his nails over Darcy’s ankles.
“You doing okay?”
Darcy sighed and nodded. Raven’s fingernails trailing up the inside of his legs was taking Darcy’s mind from the pain, and making goose bumps surface along his skin. His thigh muscles flexed, and his cock twitched as Raven reached his inner thighs.
Raven pushed in another inch, his fingernails circling around Darcy’s navel and then trailing up his sternum. Small flares of electrical excitement followed Raven’s touch. A fine sheen of sweat broke out all over Darcy’s body as Raven pushed in. This time he didn’t stop until his balls touched Darcy’s ass.
“Bend your knees,” Raven said with a voice that seemed on the border of restraint and madness. Darcy knew how Raven felt. His own body was jerking and his hips were hitching. He bent his knees, letting them fall to the sides as Raven snagged his legs under the knees once more and then spread Darcy’s legs apart.
Raven pulled almost all the way out, his eyes closing, and then pushed back in slowly. Darcy curled and uncurled his fingers into the sheets as he watched the sexiest face he had ever seen. Raven slowly opened his eyes, smiled down at Darcy, and then winked before he repeated the pull, push action, only quicker this time.
Darcy’s arms flew over his head, his fingers grabbing the headboard as the bend in his legs rested in the crook of Raven’s arms. He was being pulled closer on every upthrust, but when Raven pulled back, Darcy damn near sang.
He liked out.
Out felt so damn good that Darcy wanted to scream his approval.
Raven lifted Darcy’s legs higher, and pounded Darcy’s ass so hard that he cried out his pleasure, not caring who heard him. He fucked Darcy hard and fast, plunging into him over and over again. Darcy pulled at the headboard, whimpering and twisting his hips, trying to meet Raven thrust for thrust. His cock was dancing around freely, but Darcy wasn’t ready yet to let go of the headboard. He needed the anchor. He needed something to ground him because he was reaching a peak he had never reached before and Darcy feared cascading over the edge into an abyss of epic proportions.
Raven moved in and captured Darcy’s mouth in a possessive and dominating kiss. Darcy could feel Raven’s sharp fangs bite into his lower lip, and then Raven licked the sting away.“Play with yourself, Darcy,” Raven said with a growl.“Stroke your cock for me.”
Darcy tilted his head back as he released the headboard, his anchor, and grabbed his cock. It throbbed in his hand as he pulled and tugged, letting Raven sweep him into the unknown. “Deeper,” he begged Raven as his head swam and his body ignited into a maelstrom of emotions so strong that he knew he was never going to be the same after this.
Raven was branding him, placing his ownership all over Darcy as he leaned back, staring down at Darcy as if Darcy were the man’s entire universe.
Raven pushed Darcy’s legs back and sank his cock deeper, his eyes glued to what Darcy was doing with his hand. Darcy instinctively tilted his head to the side, baring his throat as he quickened his strokes. Raven groaned, pushing his cock so hard into Darcy’s ass that Darcy thought he would feel Raven’s dick in the back of his throat.
“Do you know what you are offering me?” Raven asked as he lowered his head, his tongue trailing over Darcy’s neck.“Do you know what happens if I bite you while we’re having sex?”
“A great orgasm?”
The look in Raven’s eyes told Darcy that it was much more than that. Raven stilled, staring down into Darcy’s eyes.“No, mate. We will be bonded. The connection will only grow stronger between us.”