Chapter 16

Anthony

A nthony had taken in so much new information in the previous twenty-four hours that his brain was at capacity. He didn't want to learn more about vampires and the hidden world he'd been thrust into. All he wanted was the sexy-as-fuck man he was currently kissing.

His tongue pushed into Freddie's mouth, licking, flicking against the tip of Freddie's own. He was ravenous, searching and sucking as if Freddie was a flask of water and Anthony hadn't had a sip in weeks. Freddie moaned, and Anthony's tongue vibrated and tingled with the sound. Freddie's noises were like the sweet melody of an oboe in a Bach sonata.

Reluctantly, he separated himself. Freddie smiled at him, so open and vulnerable, and Anthony knew that Freddie's smiles were only for him. Freddie didn't give them away to anyone. Only Anthony had earned them. A warmth spread in his chest at the thought.

Then Freddie's smile turned into a blistering smirk, and Anthony's cock filled as his desire built. God, this man was everything.

Anthony ran a hand down Freddie's bare torso. "Are you feeling better?"

"I'm fully recovered."

"You know, I didn't know you could speak for more than a sentence at a time. You just talked for like ten minutes straight." Anthony grinned.

Freddie pushed him away jokingly. "Don't get used to it."

Anthony sprang into action without a thought, straddling the muscular vampire with one quick motion. Freddie's eyes twinkled at Anthony's eagerness. And Anthony was eager. He wanted more than the furtive moments they'd shared before tonight.

"It's okay. I don't need words."

He kissed Freddie once more, but he soon left those soft lips behind and licked and nibbled his way down Freddie's square jaw to his long neck. As Anthony's tongue flicked against the pale skin of his Adam's apple, Freddie's moan rumbled in his chest. Anthony was hard then, harder than he'd ever been in his life. Freddie's thick length pushed against Anthony's thigh as it strained against his boxer briefs.

As he continued his way down, Anthony ground his ass against Freddie, rubbing Freddie's hardness between his cheeks. Anthony had to have Freddie inside of him. He almost never bottomed. It had always been too vulnerable, but now his need was unbearable. He craved that vulnerability.

He nibbled at Freddie's nipple, which pebbled as his teeth grazed it. His eyes burned with lust as he gazed up at his red-haired lover.

"Please, I…"

Freddie ran his hand through Anthony's thick hair. "What is it, my sweet?"

"Will you take control? Will you take me ?

Freddie laughed, deep and strong, and Anthony's balls tightened. Dammit, he would not come without this man inside of him.

The room spun for a moment, and Anthony found himself on his back. Freddie lay on top of him.

"Is that the vampire strength and speed I've heard so much about?" Anthony asked, wiggling a little underneath Freddie to relieve his painfully hard erection.

"It is." Freddie winked, and in a blur, Anthony's underwear was gone. Freed from the only thing holding it back, Anthony's dick sprang to attention, pre-cum dripping from its slit.

"What a pretty cock my mate has."

Then Freddie's hand was around his balls, massaging them with his palm. Freddie trailed soft, feathery kisses up his thigh. Anthony squirmed, and Freddie held Anthony's pelvis in place with a strong grip.

"You're not going anywhere," Freddie said, the fire in his eyes warning Anthony that the muscular vampire was the one in control. Anthony shuddered.

Freddie licked a stripe up the underside of Anthony's cock, and Anthony's whole body jumped. He thought he was losing his mind, he was so desperate.

"Please. Please suck me. Freddie…"

Anthony yelped as Freddie took him in, the head of Anthony's penis hitting the back of Freddie's throat. The sensation was incredible, wet and warm. Freddie moved his lips up and down the shaft. Anthony drifted, closing his eyes and floating in the cloud of ecstasy.

As Freddie went faster, though, the telltale tightness built in his balls.

"No, I don't want to come." Anthony whined. "I need you inside me."

Freddie chuckled, Anthony's cock still in his throat, and Anthony shook as he attempted to maintain control. Freddie sucked hard and removed his lips with a pop .

Without warning, Freddie pushed Anthony's legs back against his chest, and his tongue found its target: Anthony's hole.

"Oh fuck!" Anthony couldn't control the noises he made as Freddie invaded him. It was so much all at once. Lightning shot down his spine, fire ran along his skin. No one had ever rimmed him before. The sensation was like nothing else.

Looking down, all Anthony could see was the shock of Freddie's red hair as he consumed him. Freddie savored him, licking and nibbling relentlessly, flicking his tongue and then pushing in deeper. Anthony squeezed his eyes shut, holding onto the back of his knees, instinctively pushing against Freddie, pulling him in further.

Anthony whined when the sensation disappeared, but that was soon replaced with the stretch of Freddie's finger, slick with lube, exploring him. He opened his eyes to see the hunger on Freddie's face, intense but also wicked and playful.

"You're so tight." Freddie licked his lips. "How long has it been?"

"Years. Not since college. I don't…I don't normally bottom."

"Good. This sweet treasure is just for me."

Freddie slipped a second finger in and slowly moved it in and out of Anthony. There was a slight burn, but that was soon gone. He leaked pre-cum onto his stomach as Freddie fucked his fingers into him. It was overwhelming, but so, so good.

"No more. I need you," Anthony begged.

"Sweet, I don't want to hurt you."

"You won't. Please." Anthony pulled his legs further back against his chest, desperate for Freddie's cock inside of him. He knew Freddie was large, but he also knew that if Freddie didn't fill him soon, he was going to explode.

"Tell me if it's too much."

Anthony gasped as Freddie removed his fingers. Then came intense pressure as the tip of Freddie's cock pushed into him, stretching him out. God, Freddie was thick. Anthony didn't mind the burn. It proved that he was alive.

Freddie was moving too damn slow. "I can take it, Freddie. Push."

And with that, the vampire was inside of him. There was a sharp pang, but it soon faded to a dull throb. He was full, so full. Damn, he had needed this.

As Freddie leaned forward and kissed him, Anthony wrapped his legs around Freddie's waist, making sure that he was as deep as he could be.

"You feel incredible, my sweet."

Anthony stared into Freddie's eyes, desperation and hunger taking him over. "Move. You have to move. Fuck me."

Freddie began, slow at first, careful and tender. Anthony's need was too great. His hands traveled down Freddie's back to his ass, grabbing onto the thick muscle and encouraging Freddie to speed up.

"Harder, Freddie," Anthony said. "You can't break me."

Freddie's eyes flashed, and he was off, building to a punishing rate. It was everything Anthony wanted. They could be tender later. For now, he wanted Freddie to own him, to prove that Anthony was his.

He couldn't control the moans escaping from his lips, animalistic and raw. Over and over, Freddie filled him, stretching him and proving his desire and lust. He knew he was what Freddie wanted, all that Freddie wanted.

Freddie shuddered, and from the look on his face, he was close.

"Come inside me, Freddie. I need it."

Freddie's eyes flashed, and his fangs dropped, sharp and shining. In a flash, Anthony understood.

"Do it," Anthony commanded.

Freddie roared as his orgasm hit and locked his teeth onto Anthony's neck. There was a quick pain, and Anthony came harder than he ever had in his life, spraying all over their stomachs. He shook, and as Freddie drank, he gasped. It was as if his orgasm never ended. With every mouthful of blood, Anthony trembled, crying into Freddie's chest, tears running down his face even as pleasure racked his body.

He felt Freddie disengage, licking gently around the tiny wound. Exhaustion hit Anthony in a wave, and his eyes closed against his will.

"Sleep, my perfect Anthony." Freddie's voice purred in his ear. "Sleep, my prince."

Anthony let go, drifting off, wrapped in contentment and warmth.