Chapter 4

“Can I get a taste of you, Sir?” Jesse asked thickly. “You mentioned being hard as a rock.”

“When I’ve had my fill.” He sat back on his heels, angling the tip of Jesse’s cock toward his mouth. “And I’m not nearly full enough yet.”

Dragging the flat of his tongue over the dripping head, Gideon collected the pre-come wetting the skin before digging into the slit for more. Jesse tightened his hold on the back of Gideon’s skull, desperate for the balance he provided. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from the sight of Gideon’s mouth, the full lips, the blood that still stained the corners. He saw the moment Gideon dropped his jaw, and he saw every inch of his cock disappear into the tight swelter of his lover’s mouth, the fangs barely scraping along his length as Gideon sank to the root. Jesse prepared for the assault to start, the in and out of Gideon’s throat that would push him around the bend.