as I come instantly. It’s the most erotic, intimate
gesture and only ever reserved for him. Not even Devon has done this to me and
he has pretty much done everything to me. He grunts in appreciation as he
releases his bite. “Eager, aren’t you?” he whispers and without waiting for an
answer plunges his tongue into my mouth, causing me to taste my own blood.
Biting down on his bottom lip, I draw blood and lap it up, mingling both our
tastes in a heavenly elixir. All my frustrations of holding back with Cole come
to the surface and spill over onto my sire. Pulling back I clamp down on his
neck biting hard and he hisses in pleasure. Taking my fill, I feel the power of
his ancient blood coursing through me and I feel invincible. “Feisty one today.
Feeling frustrated with your human?” He voices my thoughts with his usual
precision. I ignore the barb and turn my attention to getting his suit jacket
off and I loosen his tie, I pull it undone. Watching me like a hawk, he leaves
me to my ministrations. Next I pull his crisp white shirt out of his pants and
slowly undo all the buttons, my eyes never leaving his. Running my hands down
his smooth, muscular chest all the way down to the top of his pants. I climb
off him and kneel before him, fingers working to free him. Finally freed, I
lower my mouth to him licking the tip slowly. Before I can take him in my mouth
he stands pulling me up with him. Shedding my robe completely he picks me up
and sits me on the edge of the desk. “No more waiting,” he whispers and thrusts
into me swiftly. I wrap my legs around him and he pulls me closer. Devouring my
mouth with his. Pushing himself even deeper into me. I moan into his mouth and
he pulls out and pushes in, in an intoxicating rhythm. I feel the pressure
starting to build deep inside, uncoiling itself slowly. “Oh yes,” he groans in
my ear, “I love being inside you, so wet, always so ready for me.” His words
spur me on and as he pounds into me I come hard around him, pulsing on and on
as he continues to stoke the fire of my pleasure. “Yes, Aefre, that’s it,” and
I feel him tense as he lets go, pouring into me, and I am in heaven, with my
sire inside me, loving me, pleasing me and I him. All the pent-up worry and
despair over Cole disappears as Constantine whispers, “Aefre, my sweet,” before
he kisses me deeply.
I crash back down into reality as I hear the door open and
my head turns sharply, fear rising up. Seeing Devon, I relax visibly and his
eyebrows shoot skyward as he sees me naked on my desk, my legs wrapped around
my rather disheveled sire. CK smirks, clearly pleased to be found in this
indecent pose with me.
“May we help you?” he asks slyly, switching to English, even
though he knows Devon speaks Italian perfectly.
Devon narrows his eyes. “Constantine. How nice to see you,”
he sneers. “Liv, I suggest you finish up in here,” he adds icily and slams the
door shut.
Fuck me, that was awkward. Granted, not as awkward as it
could have been if Cole had walked in on us. That unwanted thought leaps into
my head via pole vault.
CK steps back, withdrawing from me and again I feel the pang
of loss. “You really love him, don’t you?” he asks softly as I bend to retrieve
my discarded robe and he sorts out his own sartorial neglect. I frown at him
and he puts a hand up to stroke my face. “The fear on your face told me,” he
answers my unasked question. He sighs. “I still don’t think you should tell
him, but no relationship can survive a secret this big.”
“Constantine, I…” I don’t know what to say to that. I want
to tell him I love him and have him say it back to me in the way I want him to,
but he won’t. I say it anyway, “I love you.” Every ounce of my feelings for him
goes into it.
“And I, you my sweet. I must go. I will see you in Monaco,”
he says lightly.
My heart breaks as I knew it would. He has made my decision
for me. I will move forward with Cole. I will tell
gesture and only ever reserved for him. Not even Devon has done this to me and
he has pretty much done everything to me. He grunts in appreciation as he
releases his bite. “Eager, aren’t you?” he whispers and without waiting for an
answer plunges his tongue into my mouth, causing me to taste my own blood.
Biting down on his bottom lip, I draw blood and lap it up, mingling both our
tastes in a heavenly elixir. All my frustrations of holding back with Cole come
to the surface and spill over onto my sire. Pulling back I clamp down on his
neck biting hard and he hisses in pleasure. Taking my fill, I feel the power of
his ancient blood coursing through me and I feel invincible. “Feisty one today.
Feeling frustrated with your human?” He voices my thoughts with his usual
precision. I ignore the barb and turn my attention to getting his suit jacket
off and I loosen his tie, I pull it undone. Watching me like a hawk, he leaves
me to my ministrations. Next I pull his crisp white shirt out of his pants and
slowly undo all the buttons, my eyes never leaving his. Running my hands down
his smooth, muscular chest all the way down to the top of his pants. I climb
off him and kneel before him, fingers working to free him. Finally freed, I
lower my mouth to him licking the tip slowly. Before I can take him in my mouth
he stands pulling me up with him. Shedding my robe completely he picks me up
and sits me on the edge of the desk. “No more waiting,” he whispers and thrusts
into me swiftly. I wrap my legs around him and he pulls me closer. Devouring my
mouth with his. Pushing himself even deeper into me. I moan into his mouth and
he pulls out and pushes in, in an intoxicating rhythm. I feel the pressure
starting to build deep inside, uncoiling itself slowly. “Oh yes,” he groans in
my ear, “I love being inside you, so wet, always so ready for me.” His words
spur me on and as he pounds into me I come hard around him, pulsing on and on
as he continues to stoke the fire of my pleasure. “Yes, Aefre, that’s it,” and
I feel him tense as he lets go, pouring into me, and I am in heaven, with my
sire inside me, loving me, pleasing me and I him. All the pent-up worry and
despair over Cole disappears as Constantine whispers, “Aefre, my sweet,” before
he kisses me deeply.
I crash back down into reality as I hear the door open and
my head turns sharply, fear rising up. Seeing Devon, I relax visibly and his
eyebrows shoot skyward as he sees me naked on my desk, my legs wrapped around
my rather disheveled sire. CK smirks, clearly pleased to be found in this
indecent pose with me.
“May we help you?” he asks slyly, switching to English, even
though he knows Devon speaks Italian perfectly.
Devon narrows his eyes. “Constantine. How nice to see you,”
he sneers. “Liv, I suggest you finish up in here,” he adds icily and slams the
door shut.
Fuck me, that was awkward. Granted, not as awkward as it
could have been if Cole had walked in on us. That unwanted thought leaps into
my head via pole vault.
CK steps back, withdrawing from me and again I feel the pang
of loss. “You really love him, don’t you?” he asks softly as I bend to retrieve
my discarded robe and he sorts out his own sartorial neglect. I frown at him
and he puts a hand up to stroke my face. “The fear on your face told me,” he
answers my unasked question. He sighs. “I still don’t think you should tell
him, but no relationship can survive a secret this big.”
“Constantine, I…” I don’t know what to say to that. I want
to tell him I love him and have him say it back to me in the way I want him to,
but he won’t. I say it anyway, “I love you.” Every ounce of my feelings for him
goes into it.
“And I, you my sweet. I must go. I will see you in Monaco,”
he says lightly.
My heart breaks as I knew it would. He has made my decision
for me. I will move forward with Cole. I will tell
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