And then Laurent reached between his thighs and cupped his balls. That extra touch and the forbidden sight of the other man’s lips wrapped around his cock were too much. The intense pleasure came to a peak, cresting inside him, and Paul felt the hot cum boiling up from the base of his balls and shooting in short, hard spurts down Laurent’s throat.
“Laurent! Dios, so fucking good!” Paul groaned, thrusting even deeper. He’d never had a blowjob from someone who actually wanted to swallow. Watching Laurent’s slender throat move as he sucked greedily, trying to get every last drop of cum just as he’d promised, almost made Paul come again. The sensation was incredible—the feeling of allowing himself to have something he’d wanted all his life, though he had never been able to admit it before. Even the guilty voice at the back of his head couldn’t dim the pleasure he felt at letting Laurent suck him and make him come.
And then at last it was over and Paul felt himself begin to go soft. Laurent must have felt the same thing because he pulled away slowly and somehow regretfully after milking Paul’s cock gently for the last few drops. Then he gathered himself at the edge of the bed, his arms around his knees and his eyes on Paul’s face.
Paul frowned. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“I am waiting to see your reaction.” There was a definite feeling of caution and worry coming from the vampire’s side of the bed. “In the past you have regretted allowing yourself to become physical with me.”
Paul tried to laugh and couldn’t because what the vampire said was true. “So you’re afraid I’m going to try to beat you up because you just gave me the best blowjob of my life?”
Laurent only nodded.
“Goddammit.” Paul sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “I guess I should want to…but somehow I don’t.” He shook his head. “I’m tired of all this. Tired of trying not to feel what I feel. I just want to forget about everything back home for a while. Forget what my old man would say or what the pack would think.”
As he said the words he knew they were true. He’d been spending so much energy trying not to want Laurent, trying not to think of how wrong it was to want another man that way, that he was emotionally exhausted. “I can’t fucking fight it anymore,” he said in a low voice, looking down at his hands. “I don’t know if it’s because of the bond between us or what but…I’m tired of it. Just tired.”
“Of course you are.” Laurent moved cautiously to sit beside him at the head of the bed. Slowly, as though he was trying to pet a tiger that might bite, he slid his hand into Paul’s. Paul let him and stared stupidly at the sight of their fingers entwined. Dios, I’m holding hands with another guy. But somehow he couldn’t feel disgusted at the thought.
“What’s happening to me?” The voice didn’t seem to be his own.
“Nothing bad or wrong.” Laurent’s voice in his ear was soft, soothing. “Would you…will you let me hug you, Paul? Hold you, just for a little while?”
Paul closed his eyes for a moment and pictured it in his mind. Two men, naked, in each other’s arms. It should have felt wrong—so why did the idea seem so incredibly right? “Yeah,” he said at last. “Yeah, you can hug me.” Laurent slipped his arms around him and pulled him close. After a long, tense moment Paul relaxed against the other man. They slid slowly down to a lying position and he found that his head was pillowed on Laurent’s shoulder and his arms were around the other man’s waist. Laurent’s skin was smooth and silky and his scent was sharp and clean and cool and somehow comforting. Closing his eyes again, Paul allowed the other man’s breathing to lull him to sleep.
Chapter Ten
Laurent held his wolf for a long, long time. Vampires didn’t need much sleep and now that he had the blood of his Coeur de Sang coursing through his veins, he felt energized and healed. Besides, he didn’t want to lose a single precious moment of this time with Paul. He could close his eyes and sleep anytime but when would he have so sweet a dream as this? Holding his lover in his arms…
Don’t be foolish, Laurent cautioned himself. Just because he is willing to let you suck him doesn’t mean he suddenly wants a lifetime commitment. It was true and he knew it. In his past experience straight men were often willing to receive oral pleasure as long as they were not expected to give anything in return. Still, it was a step in the right direction and in his heart Laurent did not believe that Paul was straight, no matter what the were might claim. The connection between them allowed him to know his wolf’s true desires and Paul hungered for the feel of another male body against his own, that much was undeniably true.