All Souls' Night - Renee Rose Page 0,132

it. A lot. I might make you continue calling me that.”

I force myself to stare into his eyes. “Maybe that’s what I want.”

He cups my chin again, his thumb stroking my jawline. “You are a sweet, precious boy,” he whispers, every word gently flicking along the edges of my soul, threatening to unravel me in the best way possible. “I don’t want to break you in bad ways or scare you off.”

“I need to be yours, Sir.”

That’s absolutely the truth. I need it as much as I need air in my lungs.

Maybe more.

Dark fires burn in his gaze. “Don’t make me promises you don’t know you can keep. Or don’t even know if you’ll want to keep by morning.”

Swinging a leg over the bench I stand up, staring him in the eyes as I unfasten my belt and jeans. Toeing off my shoes, I shove my jeans and briefs down and off, followed by my socks. All self-consciousness flees. I want him to see my erection, to see the visible proof of how much I want this, and him.

Tiberius bites his lower lip as he stares at me. Without a word, he removes his jacket and drapes it over my shirt on the end of the implement stand, then takes his time slowly rolling up his sleeves to his elbows. From the size of the bulge in his slacks, I can only hope that means he wants me as much as I want him.

He turns to me and holds out his hands. With a deep breath, I lay mine in his and let him pull me to him for a long, deep kiss. One cool hand slides down my back and cups my ass, fingers firmly digging into my flesh and tightly pulling my hips against his. The hard outline of his generous cock rubs against mine as his other hand twines in my hair again and holds me in place.

Perfection is wrapping my arms around his taller body, holding his chiseled torso and molding myself against him. Kissing him this time is even better than the first, and I can’t help wondering what it’ll feel like in bed with him.

When he ends this kiss, he’s still holding my ass but his other hand slips between us and wraps around my cock, squeezing and nearly making me come.

“If you belong to me, all of you belongs to me, including this.” He squeezes again. “Understand?”

I have to swallow because my mouth’s gone dry. “Yes, Sir.”

The sexy smile engulfing his features is enough to fuel the rest of my life. “Then get back on that bench, baby, and let me take you to heaven.”

Chapter 9

It’s tempting to stand here, jerk Baker off, feed from him, and then take him home with me and give him memories of a scene that didn’t happen.

I would know, though. It would forever leave a bitter taste in my mouth that, after all my centuries of life, I didn’t have more self-control.

That means I will take my time and keep reminding my viciously protesting cock that we’ll win this boy over and enjoy it all the more in the long-run.

Even better, without any guilt attached to it.

Throughout the course of my life, I’ve accumulated more than my fair share of deservedly earned guilt. This is one instance where I can take my time and honestly earn this boy’s heart and soul.

And body.

Heat radiates from him, drawing me, a hapless moth to his flame.

Who is truly helpless here? Him, a young, innocent human? Or me, an ageless monster craving his light and life?

I’d venture it’s me.

Why this human, and why now?

What is so special about him?

I have no idea, and I’d be lying if I said I knew.

I know this scene will need to be tame, to slowly introduce him to the joys of pain. I finally end our kiss and help him straddle the bench again. Taking a second to scan the room, I see Taylor has made his way downstairs with the girl from earlier, and now another man in tow.

It confirms my suspicions: that Taylor honestly didn’t give a crap about Baker, just about using the sudden and unexpected leverage against me to worm his way into the masquerade ball next weekend. Taylor wasn’t turned by one of our nest. When he first arrived in Tucson, he immediately sought out Lucius and pledged his loyalty. In his time here, he’s done nothing to cross Lucius, and has helped fight the occasional threat to our situation