Chapter 72

“Take me out,” he ordered. He held utterly still while Jesse worked hungrily at his pants. “Know what I think? I think we need to get you ready for my private party later on in Chicago. Tomorrow night. You and me and whatever passes as a BDSM club in this town. Even better if it’s someplace like Sangre.”

“I’ll find one,” Jesse promised as he closed his fingers around Gideon’s cock, and the tips brushed against his balls. He could feel the quiver in Jesse’s fingers and wrist, a sign Jess was forcing himself to do nothing more than hold him. “There should be…a few.”

“I promised you six in Sangre.” Gideon pushed his thumb into the closest puncture marks, digging into the flesh until Jesse gasped. “You should work up to that. And all you have to do is beg for it, boy.”

Jesse shivered, his entire frame shaking in response. “God…please. I want to feel you, Sir, and another vamp…at the same time. Please.”