To Serve and Protect (12 page)
Vincent kissed his lips and whispered in his ear, “As you wish, Slave.” He brought his lips to his neck, licking and sucking his skin, teasing him that he would bite him there. But he didn’t. Instead he teased him further, kissing his arms, the other side of his neck, his chest, his stomach, and his cock.
He stopped and lifted his head to stare at Jacob who had his eyes closed, waiting. He opened his eyes when he realized Vincent wasn’t moving and gave him a puppy dog–eyed look begging for him to continue. Vincent couldn’t help but laugh, and then he kissed Jacob on the chest, slipping his fangs gently into his skin.
The warm, sweet blood coated his lips and mouth, and when he swallowed it, his cock and his body flew into a craze. He needed more. Not of Jacob’s blood, but of Jacob. He removed his fangs from the tiny puncture wounds. They slid back into his gums a few seconds after that. Then he brought his mouth over Jacob’s cock. He slipped his lips around his thick, hard shaft and made his way up and down and around it with his lips and tongue, sucking it and tasting his salty pre-cum. The pre-cum mixed with Jacob’s blood was perfect. Jacob was perfect…for him. He was all he ever needed and wanted in life. His dream of happiness and love come true.
While he continued to savor and lick his love and Jacob moaned and thrust into his mouth, sinking deeper down his throat, Vincent could sense Jacob’s climax mounting. So was his. He may not be fucking Jacob, but that didn’t mean the pleasurable sensations weren’t there for him, too. For Vincent, sucking Jacob’s cock and drinking his blood were the same as being fucked. He began to pump his own cock with his right hand.
The moment Jacob exploded in Vincent’s mouth and he swallowed all of it, Vincent released his own climax. He came, moaning Jacob’s name.
But as his peak settled, he realized it wasn’t enough because his sexual hunger for more pleasure rekindled. He gazed at his love and saw the same yearning in his eyes.
“I want to fuck you now.” Jacob’s deep, sexy baritone voice made goose pimples spread through Vincent’s body.
Without a word, he undid the ribbons around Jacob’s wrists and stared deep into his eyes as Jacob sat up to kiss him on the lips, passionately biting and sucking his lower lip and then twirling and teasing Vincent’s tongue with his own demanding one.
Moaning, Vincent wrapped his arms around him and followed his moves as his desires continued to augment.
When Jacob broke their kiss, he stared into Vincent’s eyes. “Turn over,” he commanded.
Vincent wasted no time in getting into position, his ass stuck up high. His legs trembled with his anticipation as his cock became once again fully erect.
Cool liquid spread over his asshole. He guessed it was lubricant, and he sighed as shivers of pleasure shot through his limbs and cock. Jacob kissed his ass cheeks, first his right and then his left, and then he pulled Vincent’s ass closer to him. He got behind him in position and slid his cock up and down and around his hole.
Vincent closed his eyes and savored each movement. His asshole constricted and widened when Jacob slipped a finger in him, then two. Vincent bit his lip and thrust backward, allowing Jacob’s fingers to go deeper.
Then he groaned. “Fuck me now, Jacob. Fuck me like you want to.”
Jacob quickly slipped his hard and big cock into his asshole but stopped midway, obviously fearing he’d hurt his love if he went farther so quickly. But Vincent was wet and wild with passion. He needed Jacob’s cock as deep in him as it could be, so he pushed back.
Jacob groaned. “Oh, you feel so good.”
Vincent smiled, his eyes still closed. “And so do you. We’re made for each other.”
“Mmm, yes, we are.” Jacob used a husky voice, and Vincent almost lost it when Jacob’s movements became faster and more daring. He grabbed hold of Vincent’s pelvis and pushed it closer to him, allowing his cock to slide deeper and deeper into his ass, and when he came out, Vincent’s asshole throbbed pleasurably.
Vincent moaned, “Mmm, faster, lover, faster.”
Jacob did exactly that. His thrusts intensified while he extended his movements, and Vincent groaned, “Harder. Harder.”
Jacob began to thrust deep and hard in a quickened pace. His breaths were shallow, as were Vincent’s. A cool sheen of sweat formed on Vincent’s skin, and as it dried, more goose bumps of pleasure spread evenly over his body.
His heart drummed crazily in his chest, making it difficult to take big breaths. And his cock got harder and bigger still. His balls felt tighter than ever. He knew he was close to coming, but he focused and held it back for as long as he could. He needed to come simultaneously with his love. But each second became a tougher milestone to pass until he thought his head would explode if he didn’t climax. And when he couldn’t take it anymore and began to peak, so did Jacob in his asshole, moaning his pleasure and satisfaction. They continued to climax in loving harmony, uniting not only in mind and body, but in soul, too.
Once they both had completely ejaculated and were sated, Vincent lay on the bed while Jacob came to rest next to him. Their rapid breathing began to settle as Jacob opened his arms for Vincent to snuggle up against him.
They shared another intense kiss, after which Jacob said, licking his lips and smiling, “I still need to get used to tasting my cum and my blood mixed together on your lips.”
Vincent laughed, surprised. “You can still taste them after this long?”
Jacob’s brow lifted and he smiled naughtily. “Oh, yeah. The mixed taste lasts for a long time afterward.”
Vincent chuckled. “I guess it’s an acquired taste that takes time getting used to, like me.”
Jacob said, “That’s true, but now I’m addicted. I can never give you up.”
Upon hearing those words, Vincent’s smile disappeared.
“What’s wrong?” Jacob asked, tilting his head farther away as if to get a clearer look at Vincent’s face.
“You may have to curb your addiction.”
Jacob slipped his arm out from underneath Vincent’s head, turned to lie on his right side, and stared at Vincent in this position. “What? You’re leaving me again? You promised me you’d never hurt me again. Why are you going back on your promise?”
“No, I’m not leaving you forever. Just for a little time. I need to do something and will come back right after that.”
“What, what is it?”
Vincent sighed, readying himself for his confession. “I can’t live with myself knowing what’s happening out there. It isn’t right and I need to fix it.”
Jacob seemed to understand his words and said, “About the rogue slayers?”
Vincent nodded. “And the rogue vampires who kill humans.”
Jacob turned onto his back and stared at the ceiling. “Yeah, I know. It’s been bothering me, too.”
“It has?” Vincent asked, wide eyed.
Jacob shrugged, still staring above. “Of course. You think I like having to lie day after day at the station about what went down with this case? I’ve been so nervous and edgy ever since. Plus now that Troy no longer is my partner, I’ve been thinking…”
“Thinking of what?”
“That it’s time for a change.”
“What type of change?”
Vincent tilted his head to look at him, grinning, “Now that I uncovered this whole new corrupt supernatural world that was hidden from my eyes for so long, I realized that as a cop, a detective, I can do only so much. My hands are pretty much tied where this new world is concerned. But working outside the law’s influence, well, I think I could clean up this city better and make the world a safer place for everyone.”
With hope sparking his words, Vincent asked, “Does that mean you’ll come with me and help me fight these corrupt rogue groups?”
He nodded and kissed Vincent on the lips. “Yeah, that sounds like fun,” he joked and then added, “I think that Troy would gladly join us in our crusade. He needs to avenge his ex-wife’s death, too.”
Vincent kissed him back and smiled, just staring at him. Jacob squinted. “What? Why are you staring?”
“Because I never thought I’d find someone who could be my perfect mate. For almost two centuries I was cursed, but now that all changed when you came into my world. That curse turned into a blessing. God blessed me and made my one wish come true. Jacob Brown, you are my soul mate and my paradise.”
“And you are mine,” Jacob said as they kissed and held each other until they fell asleep. They dreamed of a perfect world, the one they had started to build together.
THE END
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Jessica Frost has always had a passion for fiction and the written word. Add to that her wild, vivid imagination and her pure romantic tendencies and she soon realized she had the traits needed to become a romance author. She decided to take the very big first step not that long ago and wrote her first erotic romance story. And she hasn’t looked back since.
Being a romance writer is a dream come true for her. Having the opportunity to create fantasy worlds where anything and everything can happen is an amazing feeling. She hopes these worlds and the delightful characters she creates will bring hours of enjoyment to her readers as they have done for her.
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