Chapter 31

Everything exploded for him when the first hot droplet hit his tongue.

Jesse stiffened with the first long draw from his veins. He shuddered at the second, his muscles tensing, his ass clamping down around Gideon’s cock. His cock jerked with the third long drink, hot come spurting from him to cling to Gideon’s skin. His fingers curled in Gideon’s back, hard enough to bruise, and Jesse didn’t make a sound until the air rushed from his lungs and he moaned Gideon’s name.

Gideon held him long after he’d stopped drinking. Though the blood no longer filled his mouth, he kept his fangs buried in Jesse’s neck, rooting both of them in the reality of who they were. He wasn’t sure he ever wanted to abandon that touch. The world always made so much more sense when they were entwined in each other like this.

“I really wish I had gone to bed instead of hiding in here,” Jesse murmured. “This bench isn’t very comfortable.”