Page 88 of Sinful
“I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but a couple of the humans have these. I asked Wolf where he got the one he gave Ira.”
His heart in his throat, Nathan took the box and lifted the lid. Inside, a gold ring sat on a bed of silk. There were two rows of diamond studs on the band, and a sliver of gold that sat between them, separate from the rest of the ring. He removed it from the box, staring in awe.
“See that little button on the side?” Storm pointed out.
Nathan pressed it, and the sliver in the center popped out like a switchblade, revealing a small, razor sharp blade. He gasped, meeting Storm’s eyes.
“This is incredible.”
“I want you to use it to drink my blood,” Storm said. “I want to spend forever with you.”
Nathan softened. “I’d like that.”
Storm’s red eyes gleamed. “Really?”
He grinned. “Yes. Yes, I want to spend eternity with you.”
Storm’s face lit up, and he dragged Nathan into a kiss, almost pushing him down onto the cushion until he remembered the ring. “Oh, put it on, put it on. I want to see if it fits.”
Nathan closed the blade and slipped the ring onto his left ring finger. It fit just as snugly as his signet ring had. He brandished his hand, and when he pressed his middle finger against the ring, the blade shot back out.
“That’s so cool,” he whispered.
Storm shed his shirt. “Why don’t you try it out?”
Nathan gaped. “What, now?”
Storm smirked. “Hell yeah. Come here.” He dragged Nathan over to straddle his lap, and Nathan spied something on the cushion on Storm’s other side—the bottle of lube from the bedroom.
“Were you hoping for something?” Nathan asked as Storm guided him to face him and sealed their mouths together.
“Maybe,” he said between kisses. “I knew I wanted you to use the blade. If you said yes and agreed to use it, I was going to get hard from it anyway.”
“Really?”
“I told you pain does it for me, sunshine.”
A shiver of anticipation went down Nathan’s spine. “Oh. Why don’t you undress me, then?”
Storm didn’t have to be told twice. His hands fell to Nathan’s waistband as their tongues tangled, loosening his jeans and pushing Nathan away just long enough to shove them and his underwear down and off. Storm’s jeans followed next, pushed down his thighs just far enough to free himself.
Within moments, Nathan was back in his lap, and Storm was smearing lube between them, coating their cocks and his fingers alike. Nathan moaned as two of Storm’s big fingers eased inside him, stretching him hastily.
Curious to see Storm’s reaction, Nathan curled his fingers into a fist and pressed the blade into the skin of his chest. A moan tripped from Storm’s throat, and his fingers thrust harder, recklessly wanton. Black blood trickled from the wound, and Nathan ducked down to chase the droplets, lapping them up and sucking the wound.
“Fuck, sunshine,” Storm breathed. “Need you right fucking now.” His fingers disappeared, and then his strong hands were gripping Nathan’s hips. “Come on. Sit on my cock. Let me fill you up.”
Nathan moaned, rising up and letting Storm position himself at his entrance. He sank down, letting gravity aid him in taking Storm’s thick cock all the way to the root. The wound under his mouth healed, so Nathan lifted his head and kissed Storm, licking into his mouth as he rocked his hips, finding a comfortable rhythm that sent starbursts of pleasure up his spine. His cock rubbed against Storm’s abdomen, just enough to drive him wild.
“I love you,” Storm said, the words muffled between their mouths. “So much. I don’t ever want to be without you.”
“You won’t be,” Nathan swore. “I’ll be with you forever, I promise. Touch me, please, I’m so close.”
Storm’s lube-slick hand encircled his length, gripping tight and perfect. Nathan cried out, ducking his head and biting down so hard he tasted sweet blood. A demonic growl rolled out of Storm’s chest as he fucked up into Nathan, and they came as one, Nathan spilling against Storm’s stomach and Storm filling him up.
Panting, Storm said, “Well, maybe you didn’t need the knife after all.”
Nathan raised his head, licking the blood from his lips. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry, sunshine. That was fantastic.”
“I’m keeping the ring.”
Storm laughed. “Good. I want everybody to know who you belong to.”
“You,” Nathan agreed readily, snuggling closer. They didn’t have to move yet, right? “Only you.”
