Chapter 31

Then, everything froze. Gideon tensed, his throat stopped working, his tongue ceased its dance over Jesse’s skin. No more sucking, though the blood continued to flow. It lasted for only a second, but it was a second tattooed with a single heartbeat that felt like it was going to explode from Jesse’s chest.

In the next, Gideon viciously slammed back inside him, his cock jerking as he filled Jesse’s ass, his lips clamped as he resumed his feeding. A gargled scream reverberated through both of them, enough to make Jesse’s world go white. It took a lot for Gideon to scream. Shouting Jesse’s name, yes, most every time. A feral sound torn from his throat, not nearly as often.

Gideon retracted his fangs first, but remained buried in Jesse’s ass. Color seeped back into the world after long seconds, and Jesse became exquisitely aware of his own heartbeat. Gideon’s shout echoed in his ears, and he thought he would still be hearing it the next day.