“Do you not find me desirable?” Lian asked.
“It’s not that,” John said as he turned to look out the window once more.
Lian slid his arms around John’s waist. John stiffened but didn’t pull away. He shuddered when Lian brushed his hair from his neck and bit down lightly. John reached back and pulled Lian’s head closer with a groan. Lian held him tightly and drank only the smallest amount.
John bit his lower lip as Lian’s mouth and arms held him captive. Lian pressed up against him, and John felt the vampire’s hardened cock through the thin cloth of his pants. The knowledge of the man’s arousal was enough. John moaned softly as Lian’s hand dropped down to squeeze his cock tightly. No, Lian was not Evan, but the man would do. Evan had deserted him, and for that, John would never forgive the sorcerer. When Lian pulled away from his neck, John turned around and met the vampire in another kiss.