Total pages in book: 209
Estimated words: 196141 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 981(@200wpm)___ 785(@250wpm)___ 654(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 196141 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 981(@200wpm)___ 785(@250wpm)___ 654(@300wpm)
Elias sits with that for a while. The two draw quiet once again as the night sky continues to stretch on with its hazy nothingness, all the stars hiding, the moon along with it.
Something peaceful touches Elias’s heart. He finds himself smiling. “Is it crazy to say I miss when things were boring?”
Kyle chuckles at that. “When have things ever been boring? Our relationship has been a nonstop freight train of action. The most boring thing that’s ever happened to us is falling straight to sleep out of exhaustion the night we got back from Vegas.”
Elias perks up. “Huh? We definitely had sex that night.”
“What? We definitely didn’t.”
“Uh … no, sir, we definitely did.”
Kyle lifts his head from Elias’s shoulder, makes a funny face at him. “I’ve been right here at this clinic by my brother’s side since we got back. Unless we banged while I was passed out holding my brother’s hand, we definitely did not have sex.”
Elias smirks, peering deeply into Kyle’s eyes, then brings his hand to his boyfriend’s hair and rakes his fingers through it. “Are you less-than-subtly telling me you’re in the mood?”
Kyle sucks in his bottom lip. “I’m not saying I’m not.”
Elias looks him over. “So … you’re saying you are?”
Kyle reaches between Elias’s legs and cups his crotch tightly. Elias feels his hand squeeze with that perfect intensity that both excites and alarms him. His mouth drops open, sucking in air.
Kyle leans into him, his face close. “I love how easy it is to get you hard.” He squeezes again, draws even closer. “Does it matter that I’m doing this to you in front of the clinic parking lot? Think anyone will see us?”
“What happened to thinking less?” asks Elias politely.
Kyle squeezes again.
It’s like electricity from his fast swelling dick to the rest of his body, healing every sore, weary part of him, bringing him back to life in a way nothing else in this dusty town can.
Then Kyle catches Elias by his bottom lip.
With his teeth.
He holds him there like a hostage, teeth not quite puncturing. It is incredible, the power that Kyle wields, to take Elias under his control with just the gentlest pinch of teeth over a lip.
“Uh oh,” mutters Kyle with his teeth still clung onto Elias’s lip. “I think my Reach is trying to get into your pants again.”
“Uh-huh,” mumbles Elias back.
Kyle releases his lip, keeps his face close. “I think you and I are long overdue to spend a night in our own damned bed.”
“Can’t agree more,” says Elias back, out of breath, before the two of them fly from the ground to his vehicle in the parking lot.
Epilogue.
Truly Nowhere.
—∙—
Elias, pinned against the wall, naked, arms spread out.
Kyle, gripping the left arm. He smirks. “Ready?”
It isn’t Elias to whom the question is directed. It’s his partner, Drake, who holds the other arm. “Hell yeah.”
Elias sucks in air, steeling himself.
Kyle and Drake bare teeth, then plunge upon either wrist.
The grunt that Elias issues is deep and visceral—and charged with heart-pounding excitement. No matter how much he fights, he cannot free himself from Kyle and Drake, who hold him to the wall with comical ease. He’s their captive, to be drank from, to be fed upon, to be enjoyed and used as their blood boy for as long as they wish, in whatever way they wish, until they are satisfied.
And Elias wouldn’t have it any other way.
Kyle experiences every bit of Elias’s excitement secondhand. Every time he rakes his teeth over Elias’s skin, taunting him. And drags his tongue over a sensitive spot, causing his muscles to flex and tighten. It’s as much of a journey of pleasure to Kyle as it is to Elias, who relishes in being made to bear every second of it.
But the feeding pales in comparison to the sex that follows.
When Elias is most vulnerable, charged with frustration.
And Kyle and Drake are at their strongest, fueled by Elias’s blood coursing through their bodies.
Elias is now totally helpless, wrists strapped to the bedposts as tightly as he’s ever desired with absolutely no chance of escape. Only his legs are free, each of which Kyle holds as he pumps his cock inside his boyfriend with vigor. Straddling Elias’s chest is an equally energized Drake, whose own cock is pummeling deeply into Elias’s mouth, relishing in the slick, warm sensation.
The three of them are one.
Kyle thought he had discovered a new high when it was just his and Elias’s pleasure filling his heart. With the hot addition of Drake’s puppy-like excitement and limitless, unbound pleasure, it’s a wonder Kyle can bear it all without exploding in seconds.
But when they finally do, it’s incalculable how much pleasure Kyle is overwhelmed with. As their orgasms stretch on with wave after wave—Elias’s over his own abs, Drake’s in Elias’s mouth, and his own inside Elias—Kyle wonders if this feeling could last forever. Pure, boundless, incomprehensible bliss. The kind that, for a fleeting second, Kyle worries no one on earth is meant to know, like a sip of nectar stolen from the gods.