In Passion and Blood [Drone Vampire Chronicles book 4]
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by Stephani Hecht
Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Fantasy
Description: Now that Dante has found his mate, Brenden, all he wants to do is live in peace and be left alone. Unfortunately, peace is pretty hard to find when you are living with a clan of Drone Rebel Vampires. After years of being treated as second-class citizens by the Pure Born run government, the discrimination against the Drones has reached frightening new levels. Entire clans are disappearing as rumors of mass murders swirl around the paranormal community. Dante knows it's only a matter of time before his adopted Drone Clan is next. The situation becomes even more desperate when the Pure Borns learn that Brenden has created a weapon that could turn the tide for the rebels and help end the persecution forever. Will Dante be able to protect his mate or will he be forced to sacrifice Brenden to help save the rest of the Drone Clan?
eBook Publisher: eXtasy eBooks, 2009 eXtasy Books
eBookwise Release Date: October 2009
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [152 KB]
Reading time: 97-136 min.
"I know so." Dante leaned forward and brushed his lips over Brenden's mouth. "Regardless of what you think, too, I trust you. I trust you not to leave me, to always stay good and to always do the right thing."
Before Brenden could respond, Dante captured his mouth into a heated kiss. With a moan of surrender, Brenden titled his head to the side and wrapped his arms around Dante's shoulders. He let out a small whimper of passion when Dante licked his fangs.
"I want to suck your cock so bad." Dante moaned between kisses. "Please let me."
"Damn, it." Brenden gave a small chuckle. "You should know by now that's something you don't have to ask permission for."
Dante pulled back, pausing just long enough to give his chin a gentle love bite before he reached down and unzipped Brenden's pants. Freeing his mate's cock, Dante admired it as he stroked the hard length. "I love how big you are," he crooned, swiping away the pearl of liquid that had formed on the tip.
"Enough talk." Brenden bared his fangs with a hiss. "Take it in your mouth."
Dante smiled, loving how his once shy mate had no qualms about making his needs known. Parting his lips, he slid them around Brenden's erection. Dante loved doing this. Dropping in front of his male, opening his pants just enough to get to him and then sucking him off. It was such a thrill knowing he could have Brenden hot and ready in just a matter of seconds.
"That's it," Brenden moaned, his dark lashes fanning his flushed cheeks as he closed his eyes. "You always know how I want it."
Dante smiled around his cock. It was true, he did know exactly how Brenden liked to be sucked. Using all those skills, he brought his mate right to the edge. Just as he knew Brenden was about to come, Dante pulled back.
"You're killing me here," Brenden panted, a desperate look of need on his face.
"I'm teasing you and you know it." Dante got up and straddled Brenden's hips. Almost sitting on his lap, he faced him. Eyeing up his mate's fluttering jugular, Dante licked his lips.
Brenden knew what he wanted and tilted his head to the side, exposing his throat even more. With a groan, Dante barred his fangs and sank them into the tender flesh of Brenden's neck.
Brenden cursed loudly as he jacked his hips up.
Not wanting him to come quite yet, Dante reached down and squeezed the tip of his cock to hold him off. Brenden snarled, but otherwise didn't protest. Closing his eyes, Dante savored the sweet taste of his male's blood as it filled his mouth and slid down his throat.
As an immortal, Dante had lived many years and in all that time he'd tasted from the veins of several others, none could even begin to compare to the addicting taste of his Drone. If he lived another thousand years, Dante knew there would never be another for him. Pulling back, Dante swept his tongue over the pinpricks to seal them closed. Cupping the back of Brenden's head, Dante urged him forward. "Your turn. Drink from me now."
He jumped when he felt Brenden's tongue hesitantly dart out to caress the tender cords of his neck. Even though he was no longer a fledgling, Brenden was still sometimes shy when it came to feeding. It wasn't until Dante gave him another little nudge that Brenden finally sank his fangs in.
Dante moaned as bliss rocked through his body. If done right, feeding could be pleasurable and Brenden sure as hell knew what he was doing. His lips moved against his neck as he took in drags of blood and Dante had to dig his nails into the back of the couch to hold himself back from shooting off right then and there even though his damn pants weren't even off yet.
Finally, after what seemed like forever, yet all too soon, Brenden pulled back and licked the wounds closed. "I want to fuck you," Brenden whispered against his flesh.
"Yes, we're getting to that," Dante teased as he started to undo his own pants.
"No, you don't get it." Brenden reached between them and stilled Dante's hand. "I. Want. To. Fuck. You."