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Lord January is at the top of the charts, only comes out at night, and is usually covered in blood. Say what you will, but the man knows how to put on a great show. But when the Vampire King is let out of rehab, the last thing he expects is someone forcing him to eat real food, hang out in the sun, and generally be a human being.
But as Rye falls in love with the real Jeff, he finds himself in over his head. He knows he can keep Lord January away from the drugs and the groupies, but saving Jeff might force Jeff to choose between his career as Lord January and his very life.
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Kissing Jeff was as easy as breathing.
Wrapping his arms around Jeff, Rye picked him up, carrying him to the bedroom and looking into the pretty green-flecked eyes.
He wanted…. God, he wanted so much, so many things, but right now he wanted Jeff’s joy. He sat them on the bed and took another kiss, pressing their lips together.
Jeff stayed in his lap, close, responding to every single kiss. It was as wonderful as it was unexpected. Jeff—with his piercings and his ink—kissed like a tentative virgin.
He knew that he was the only one who got to see this side of Jeff. He was going to protect this gentle soul with everything he was. He took one kiss after another, fingers moving over Jeff’s face, tracing the lovely lines. He didn’t push, didn’t attempt to touch anything below the shoulder.
He knew how big just this was. Hell, Jeff had been… almost outraged by his own body when he’d become hard. He licked across Jeff’s lips before dipping his tongue back into Jeff’s mouth. Jeff’s fingers moved against him lazily, exploring his skin.
Time disappeared, the warmth of the kisses blocking everything else out. He couldn’t quite believe it, that Jeff was hard against him, erect. Jeff wanted him. It was a luscious feeling, almost decadent.
His tongue teased Jeff’s, encouraged it back into his mouth. Jeff actually wiggled a bit, rubbed against him. He finally slid his hand down along Jeff’s spine, stopping just above Jeff’s ass.
Jeff took a long, shaky breath. “Oh. I need to get up, walk around.”
“Why?” He thought Jeff was doing great, right where he was.
“I’m… tight inside.”
“You need an orgasm.” The words shot out before he had a chance to even think about them.
“I. I don’t…. What if I can’t, and then we’re both mad?”
“Jeff.” He took Jeff’s hand. “I’m not going to be mad at you either way. I promise.”
“I just….” Jeff pressed against him, rubbed a little more.
He tugged Jeff’s legs, encouraged him to wrap them around his waist, so Jeff could rub against his belly. “It’s okay. You’re doing what feels good.”
“Uh-huh. Doing what feels hot.”
“Good.” He cupped Jeff’s head and tilted it, taking another kiss. So nervous, so worried. What baggage was Jeff carrying about sex?
As they kissed, he slid a hand down to cup Jeff’s ass, encouraging the rubbing. They slipped together, slow and easy, keeping it light. Jeff’s ass rubbed against the top of his own cock and he wanted so badly to be naked with Jeff. He could be patient, though.
That fine ass was taut, perfect in his hands. Their kisses deepened, Jeff moving faster against him. Please, babe. Please, let me feel you. His hand tightened on Jeff’s ass. Jeff moaned for him, the sound low, sweet.
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