Tears of Blood
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by Stephani Hecht
Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Romance
Description: WARNING: this book contains male homoerotica. Times have never been more perilous for the Drone Vampires and their allied coven. The war against the Pure Born government continues to take heavy casualties and the Drones are in danger of losing what little bit of freedom they have remaining. At the cusp of a major battle that could very well change the tide of the war, it isn't a good idea to fall in love. Now try telling that to a certain warlock and vampire. From the very first day he came to live with the Drones, Toby has been infatuated with a warlock named Blaine. Not wanting to be rejected by the brooding, yet handsome man, Toby keeps his attraction to himself. Then one fateful day he and Blaine share an intimate encounter and Toby blurts out his attraction only to have Blaine push him away. Blaine cares deeply for the shy, sexy Drone, but he knows that they can never be together. Haunted by a tragic mistake in his past, Blaine doesn't believe he deserves any kind of happiness, let alone someone as wonderful as Toby. Even though it nearly destroys him, he vows to never claim Toby as his. When a turn of events leads the Drones and the coven on the brink of annihilation, Blaine realizes he could lose Toby. Will Blaine be able to overcome the shadows of his past? Or will his doubts put not only himself, but Toby in mortal jeopardy?
eBook Publisher: eXtasy eBooks/eXtasybooks, 2011 2011
eBookwise Release Date: March 2011
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [111 KB]
Reading time: 68-96 min.
A soft moan drifted from across the room. Even though a part of his mind screamed it would be a mistake, Blaine lifted his gaze toward the source. He found that Toby had moved a few feet closer. While he still was several feet away, Blaine could still sense the arousal shooting from the vampire. Shoot, even if he didn't have his empathic skills, he would have been able to tell that Toby was turned on, just by looking at the guy.
His blue eyes were wide and dark with passion as his gaze devoured Blaine. Toby's lips, which were always plump and kissable, were now slightly parted. As Blaine fixated on them, he caught the swiping of Toby's pink tongue as it peeked out to lick his mouth. Blaine's cock jerked as he wondered what it would be like to have his own lips receive that same treatment.
Intending find that out, Blaine took a step closer, but was abruptly stopped by a hand on his shoulder. Lachlan gently nudged him in the opposite direction.
"The shower is this way," Lachlan said, a hint of laughter in his voice.
Aware that his cock was growing harder by the second and that he only had a thin pair of boxers to hide the condition, Blaine quickly stepped into the stall and turned the water on cold.
It didn't do a damn bit of good. No matter how long he stood under the icy spray, he couldn't get the image of Toby's fuck-me-please expression out of his mind. Again, he went against his better judgment as he glanced over to where Toby had been standing. He let out a groan when he saw that Toby moved closer, as if he wanted a better view of the show.
Fuck, cold water be damned because Blaine was fully erect now, especially when Toby did that licking thing with his lips again. Somebody said something to Toby. Blaine couldn't tell what it was because of the sound of shower. Toby's mouth worked as he responded, but he never took his gaze off Blaine.
Lachlan opened the shower door. He had a thin bag filled with a pungent mixture of herbs. Of course, he immediately had to hone in on the fact that Blaine had a huge erection.
"Great, it isn't that you're not hot or anything, but I happen to know for a fact that's not for me." Lachlan sighed as he pointed to the...uh, elephant in the middle of the shower.
"Sorry," Blaine tried, the word sounding lame even to his own ears.
"Somebody has to help you scrub the places you can't reach and damned if I'm going to do it. If I'm going to climb into the shower with somebody and get my clothes wet, it's not going to be with some guy who's spending the entire time thinking of somebody else."
"Fine." Blaine sighed, wondering why nothing could be easy that day. "Just give me the treatment and I'll manage on my own."
Lachlan held the bag out of reach. "Like I said, you'll need help scrubbing certain spots."
"Then what do you suggest we do?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Blaine realized he'd made yet another flub in what had been a day full of colossal mistakes. Lachlan gave him an evil grin reminiscent of Ian before he dashed over to Toby. Grabbing the vampire by the wrist, Lachlan all but tossed the man into the shower with Blaine. He didn't seem to let the fact that poor Toby was still fully dressed bother him either.
"Cold!" Toby gasped as the water hit his back.
Lachlan reached in and adjusted the temperature. "Better?"
Toby gave a jerky nod. Lachlan also gave a satisfied nod before he slapped the treatment into Toby's hand. Shooting Blaine a be-good-or-else glare, Lachlan slammed the door to the shower shut, effectively trapping the two men.
Blaine swallowed hard as he found himself facing Toby, mere inches between their bodies. The now warm water covered Toby's hair, making the dark brown strands plaster to his face. Already his black cargo pants and long sleeved shirt were soaked, his boots probably no better. He didn't voice any complaint though. Instead he just stood there, his hand clutching the herb bag so tightly, his knuckles were white.
"Wow, not to be mean, Blaine, but you really, really, really stink," Toby observed with a crooked smile.