Chapter 3
3.Chapter Three
Jude kissed Erin all the way out to the motorcycle. He didn’t want to give Erin the chance to change his mind, not after all the years Jude had been so patient. He wasn’t patient now. He needed Erin, craved him, and his scent—
“I brought my car—” Erin began, but Jude was already handing him a helmet.
“Ride with me. I want to feel you pressed against me, that dick right up on my ass.”
The crass words made Erin’s breath stutter out, but he didn’t argue. Jude would have Andrew and Radney pick up Erin’s car later.
“Have you ridden before?” Jude asked as he adjusted the strap on Erin’s helmet.
“Not in a long, long time,” Erin said, his voice muted by the face shield.
Jude got on the bike. “Hang on to me.”
Erin plastered himself to Jude’s back. It was perfect—the night, the man, the rumble of the bike under them.
Jude sped as much as he dared. He wanted the thrill of the ride for Erin, and when he heard, after several minutes, a joyous burst of laughter from Erin as they took a curve, Jude felt like he’d won the Nobel Prize. It made him happier than he could recall being in all his life—the human and vampire parts of it, both.
Erin held him with a strength that Jude couldn’t wait to feel in different ways—and there were many ways he wanted Erin and him to be working their bodies together. He had a sneaking suspicion that Erin thought tonight would be a one-off. In fact, Jude would bet on it. But Erin was about to learn that he needed to change his playboy ways.
The ride didn’t last long. Jude could have taken a more scenic route, but as good as it felt having Erin cling to him, it’d feel better to get the man naked and under him. Or over him. Jude wasn’t picky.
Erin slid his hands down and around, cupping Jude’s erection and balls as Jude shut the bike off.
“Want these,” Erin said. “God, I want to suck you off. You feel huge.” He gave Jude’s shaft a squeeze.
Jude put the kickstand down and placed one of his hands over Erin’s. “I am, and it’s all yours. Whatever you want, Erin. You can lead, or I can grab you off this bike, carry you inside, and rip the clothes right off you before I push you onto the floor and eat that sweet ass of yours before I fuck it.”
Erin moaned and rubbed his groin against Jude’s butt. “I want everything, but I really want your dick in my mouth first. I want you to come in my mouth, let me taste you.”
Jude managed to get himself and Erin off the motorcycle without causing a catastrophe. The garage door was up, not that it seemed to bother Erin since Erin went right to his knees. He began working Jude’s belt buckle free, glance darting from Jude’s groin to his eyes then back down.
“I haven’t ever, you know,” Erin murmured.
Jude frowned at that. He knew damn well and good that Erin had sucked plenty of dicks and had more sex than most men his age had. It’d driven Jude half mad waiting on Erin to grow up enough to be ready to settle down. And Jude could be wrong with his timing, but he was done waiting. He’d wanted Erin for years.
“Without a condom, I mean,” Erin explained while he pushed the buckle aside then unfastened the buttons of Jude’s jeans. “I’ve never swallowed.”
Did that mean Erin might not really want to taste him? Jude bit his bottom lip then let it go. “If you want—”
“I want this.” Erin freed Jude’s cock from his briefs. “This.” And rose up a little higher on his knees before licking Jude’s shaft from slit to base.
“Oh, fuck,” Jude whispered, fiery need pulsing to his balls. “I… I might not last long.”
Erin grinned. “I’m betting you won’t, but you’re a vamp, and recovery time should be faster, right?”
Jude opened his mouth to answer but instead let out a curse because at that instant, Erin took him down to the hilt. Words were impossible when the hot, wet heat of Erin’s mouth and throat swamped Jude with pleasure.
Erin swallowed, then did it again, at the same time flicking his tongue, and Jude bellowed like his life depended on it.
He clenched all over, trying to hold back his release, but Erin came up, sucked the tip perfectly hard, then went right back down again, and Jude lost all control. He snarled and grabbed handfuls of Erin’s silky hair, holding him still so he could fuck Erin’s mouth and throat.
Erin whimpered and didn’t hide the raw need in his eyes as he freed his own cock. He began jacking himself fast, and the scent of his pre-cum, his arousal, hit Jude’s nostrils full force. It was impossible for Jude to keep his fangs back, not when he was finally getting the man he wanted, though he did refrain from pulling Erin upright and biting him. Even Jude’s lust-saturated mind knew that’d put an end to Erin ever having anything to do with him again. Taking blood without being offered, especially from someone he cared about, was taboo in Jude’s book.
So he bit his own lip instead, and tasted the coppery flavor of his blood. It went right to his balls, sending cum spurting out from his dick and into Erin’s mouth.
Erin moaned and sucked harder, his hand a blur as he jacked himself off. Jude struggled to keep his eyes open and watch Erin through his own orgasm.
And he was glad he did. Erin was gorgeous when he came, skin flushed, eyes almost closed, mouth slack around Jude’s cockhead. Erin shuddered and thrust his hips when his orgasm hit, his spunk fragrant and making Jude ache to taste it. Erin panted and pumped out a few shots of cum, then he sighed and leaned his head on Jude’s thigh.
Something about the sight of Erin like that, kneeling, his hands now wrapped loosely around Jude’s leg, resting against him like Erin had all the trust in the world in him… It did funny things to Jude’s heart. Either that, or he was still recovering from his orgasm.
Yeah, that’s all it is. He sucked me so good I can hardly stand. In fact, if it weren’t for the wall, Jude would just slide on down to the floor. His legs felt a tad wobbly.
Erin sighed and turned his head, nuzzling Jude’s pubes. “Mmm, love the way you smell.”
Jude thought Erin sounded a little…off, his speech slurred. There’d been the scent of chemical to him, but nothing Jude had picked up as illegal. Either Erin was fucked out for the time being, or he’d taken something that made him sound sluggish—or both.
Erin’s eyes rolled a little before he blinked sleepily up at Jude. “We’re going to fuck, right?”
Jude tried not to frown while he studied Erin. He bent, tucking his hands under Erin’s arms and easing him to his feet. “Are you okay? You sound…slurry.”
“Came pretty hard,” Erin replied with a crooked grin. “Sometimes with the anxiety meds I take, I can’t come, but you made me go off like a rocket just from sucking that big dick of yours. Now I want it in me again, and I want you to make me come again. Make me not think.”
That sounded like something was troubling Erin. Prying now didn’t seem wise. Jude might scare him off if he poked around with too many questions.
Instead, he tipped Erin’s head up and kissed him. One fang scraped Erin’s lip, and the sweet, seductive flavor of his blood hit Jude’s tongue. Jude moaned but jerked his head back. “Sorry, I didn’t mean—”
Erin shushed him, and stared at him for a long moment. It made Jude want to twitch, that close scrutiny, but he held himself still.
Finally, Erin asked, “A bite during sex is supposed to make for an explosive orgasm, isn’t it?”
Jude nodded slowly. “Yes, but—”
“I want you to bite me, then,” Erin cut in, grabbing Jude’s hand then turning away and tugging.
Jude tried to pull his pants up with one hand while following without tripping.
“I want you to fuck me, without a condom, because that’s something a vamp can do with a human, and I want you to bite me, and make me scream and come so hard I pass out. I want… I want the fantasy, of how good it’s supposed to be,” Erin continued. He stopped at his bedroom door and turned to Jude. “Can you do that for me?”
Jude would do anything for Erin. The man had no idea, none at all. “I can and will.” And he was going to push, too. “Don’t expect me to leave right afterwards, either. I’m sleeping with you.” He had been in Erin’s house before. The whole place could be sun-proofed for those times when vamps were present during daylight hours.
Erin hesitated and, for a moment, Jude thought he would argue. Then Erin shrugged. “Fine by me. Maybe we can fuck more than once.”