Enslaved by a Rebel [Sold! 2] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) by Anitra Lynn McLeod

vampire.” Jarrett chuckled and then explained what that was.
    “They drink blood?”
    “They aren’t real.”
    “They are.” Ranic rolled Jarrett onto his back then straddled his hips. “On Xearzans, there are humanoid creatures who live on the blood of the living. They are very tall and thin.”
    “White?”
    “More gray.”
    “Maybe they’ve visited Earth and that’s how so many cultures have come to write about something like them.” Jarrett was beginning to wonder if all those hokey stories he’d heard about alien abductions might be true. Well, not all of them, but some of them might be. It certainly turned out aliens had a fetish for butt probes.
    “If we were to go to Earth, could you find us lodgings and food?”
    “I could. I would.” Jarrett tried to imagine how that would work. “Do we eat the same things?”
    “I am well suited to eat almost any protein. What might be at issue is the plants. Some plants are toxic to me, as I imagine some of the plants I eat would be toxic to you. But we could learn.”
    “What if something happened to you?”
    “What do you mean?”
    “Like if you were injured. I couldn’t take you to a regular doctor.” Just imagining Ranic being hurt and Jarrett unable to render aid made him feel a surge of panic.
    “How likely am I to be injured?” Ranic sat up, his tight buttocks pressing firmly against Jarrett’s prick. “Is your world fraught with dangers?”
    “No. Not really. It’s just that shit happens.” Jarrett thought over all the scrapes, bumps, and bruises he’d had over a lifetime. He’d never gone to the doctor beyond an occasional checkup, but that didn’t mean they wouldn’t have need of one in the future. Just what would he say when the doctor noticed Ranic’s golden paint didn’t come off? “We don’t know if the bacteria might get into your wound and just ravage you.”
    “There are foreign bacteria all around us here.” Ranic’s hands left Jarrett’s chest, so he knew he was pointing at the land around them. “We carry enough of our own to fight them off.”
    It made sense, but Jarrett worried that eventually all his bacteria would die and then he’d be slowly taken over by the new bacteria. But then again, neither one of them were experts in intergalactic travel. Surely, if people—or aliens—did it all the time, then it must be safe. He knew just on Earth someone could go from one country to another and have issues with bacteria that were irritating but not deadly. Perhaps the same was true out here.
    “I think you would adapt. Travelers journey all over the universe, but I’ve never heard of anyone succumbing to foreign bacteria.” Ranic lowered his upper half so they were pressed close again. “There are issues with air, temperature, edibles, but those are issues that can be addressed in other ways.”
    “So basically you’re saying I’m a worrywart.”
    “Yes. But it is sweet that you worry about me, so I am not upset.”
    “Good.” Jarrett kissed him and then wrapped his arms around his shoulders. “Then I will stop worrying until I have something worth getting in a twist over.”
    They fell to kissing and teasing one another until the moon started to rise over the water. Through the Aeirall atmosphere, the moon was deep pink, almost fuchsia, and it turned the blue sand purple and purple water amethyst.
    “I’ve never seen anything so stunning.” It was smaller than Earth’s moon, and it wasn’t all the way full. A tiny crescent was still dark, which made it look oblong and interesting.
    Sitting side by side, they watched it rise until it was quite high in the sky. As it went up, the brightness of it dimmed the surrounding stars until only the moon was visible.
    “I wish I had a camera.”
    “A device to record this? Why?” Ranic weaved their fingers together and then apart again, just as he had in bed. It was such a curious motion that was at once soothing yet arousing.
    “To remember this moment.”