Just a Vampire [tribal Bonds 1] (4 page)

Rowan opened his mouth to argue that it was important for Luca to know what it meant to be mated to him, but Luca captured his lips in that very moment, stealing all thoughts from Rowan’s head just as he stole the breath from Rowan’s lungs. He groaned into the kiss as Luca’s scent filled every pore in his body.

For a large man, Luca’s lips were buttery soft. Rowan could become quickly addicted to kissing the man all day, every day. It was that damn good.

He whimpered when he felt a large, smooth, and cold hand skim up his chest until Luca’s hand was loosely wrapped around Rowan’s throat. He should be terrified that he had a huge vampire hovering over him with sharp fangs gleaming in the low light and a hand wrapped around his throat, but oddly enough, Rowan wasn’t. It was turning him on big-time instead.

“Submit to me, Rowan.” Luca growled into Rowan’s mouth as his tongue traced along Rowan’s bottom lip, making Rowan’s entire body shiver.

“You wish,” Rowan whispered back before sucking Luca’s tongue to the back of his throat. He smiled around Luca’s mouth when he heard a low, guttural growl coming from his mate. There was no way Luca was going to make Rowan submit. It just wasn’t in him. Luca needed to learn that from the word
jump
.

He wiggled under Luca when he felt his mate unsnapping his pants. Rowan was desperate to feel a large, hard dick in his ass, and to hell with whoever was in the other room. They were about to hear some loud screaming and the room rocking.

Rowan wasn’t a quiet lover.
Nu-uh.
He was very vocal, and Luca was about to find out just how loud

he truly was.
“I need skin.” Luca’s voice was strained, almost as if he were just
as desperate as Rowan was to feel their skin collide.
Rowan reached down, yanking at Luca’s jeans. Luca just leaned
back and allowed Rowan to undress him. As he pulled Luca’s pants
down, Rowan swallowed around the dry lump in his throat. Who
knew vampires were this well endowed? Or was it just Luca? Rowan
didn’t care as long as he got to taste the hard length. He could taste
his mate in his mouth even before Rowan leaned forward and swiped
his tongue across the weeping head.
“Suck it, anamchara,” Luca groaned.
Oh, he planned on doing that and so much more. Luca’s body was
something to be worshipped and explored. The fine lines running
along his mate’s six-pack abdomen were definitely worth his
attention. Rowan was going to worship every damn inch of Luca’s
body.
His tongue swirled around the helmet, licking at the clear liquid
that seemed to have multiplied as his other hand reached beneath
Luca and gently massaged the man’s balls. Rowan leaned a little
closer, taking his mate’s cock further into his mouth as his tongue
flattened and ran the length of Luca’s fat cock.
“Yes, anamchara. Don’t stop sucking me.”
Rowan crawled to all fours, practically shoving his face into
Luca’s groin as he took him to the back of his throat. Luca’s pubic
hairs tickled Rowan’s face as he breathed through his nose, using his
throat muscles to milk his mate’s shaft.
“Not like this,” Luca growled, jerking out of Rowan’s mouth.
Well damn, he was having fun, too.
Rowan wiggled his ass, smiling up at Luca. “Then how?” Luca reached behind Rowan and smacked his ass, making it burn
with remembrance of the hand that had just connected with his skin.
“I will teach you about being a brat.”
Rowan giggled as he pulled Luca’s shirt over his head and tossed
it aside. He turned around, giving Luca a nice view of his ass. “I
already know how to be one. You don’t have to waste your lessons on
me.”
“That’s not what I meant.”
Rowan stuck his ass higher in the air, trying desperately to tempt
his mate into fucking him and shutting up. “Are you going to claim
me or what?” He yelped when another hand flew through the air,
connecting with his other ass cheek.
“I see you have a lot to learn,” Luca said as his fingers grazed
over Rowan’s puckered hole.
Rowan moaned, not caring to carry on the conversation. He
wanted to be fucked. His head rolled forward when Luca blanketed
his back, his fingers reaching below as Luca pinched at Rowan’s
ultrasensitive nipples. He could feel his cock growing in excitement
as Luca skillfully mastered his body.
Rowan cried out when he felt a finger rim around his asshole. A
slight pressure applied, and then Luca’s finger sunk deep. He panted,
wanting to feel more but needing a minute to adjust. He wasn’t sure
whether to scream
time out
or rock back and forth on the invasion. The rocking won out as Rowan began to rock back and forth on
his hand and knees, crying out loudly when Luca added a second
finger. He felt so full and wonderful.
“I see I have a very noisy anamchara,” Luca commented as he
twisted his wrist, grazing over Rowan’s kill zone. His cock shot a
spurt of pre-cum as Rowan cried louder. He could hear movement in
the other room, but Rowan quickly blocked the noise from his mind.
He was focusing on Luca and only Luca.
Fuck everyone else
. Rowan reached above him and grabbed the headboard as he felt
the blunt head of Luca’s cock pushing at his entrance. Rowan was
wired so tight that he plunged back, impaling his body on Luca’s
cock.
“Anamchara!”
Rowan ignored Luca’s surprised protest as he slammed back once
more. His voice elevated to a cry so loud that the neighbors probably
thought someone was killing Rowan. But then again, his neighbors were used to Rowan’s loud voice. Not that he brought many men
home. They were just used to Rowan being loud period.
Shivers broke out all over Rowan’s body when Luca’s hand
snaked up his neck and over his scalp as Luca grabbed a fistful of
Rowan’s hair and gave a light tug. Rowan lifted his ass higher as he
shouted out his pleasure.
“Damn, you really are an excellent lover. So responsive,” Luca
crooned.
“Just fuck me harder, Luca,” Rowan shouted as his mate began to
pound his ass so hard that the headboard was slamming hard into the
wall, letting everyone in a ten-mile radius know exactly what was
going on in Rowan’s bedroom.
Rowan screamed at the top of his lungs when Luca leaned forward
and bit into his neck. His mind splintered as his cock exploded,
pulling his balls so tight to his body as they emptied that Rowan
thought they would stay that way permanently.
Luca growled around the puncture wound in Rowan’s neck as his
cock hammered into Rowan’s ass. Rowan couldn’t remember ever
being with such a skilled and expert lover before. The man was very
thorough when it came to fucking.
Rowan cried out in disapproval when Luca removed his fangs,
and his cock, until Rowan saw what his mate was doing. Luca flipped
Rowan over and then plunged his cock back into his swollen hole. “Bite me, Rowan,” Luca said as he tilted his head to the side. Rowan didn’t need to be told twice. He lunged for Luca, sinking
his canines deep into his mate’s flesh as Luca cried out. Well, he
wasn’t the only one who liked to get vocal. That was good to know. He panted around the bite mark as he felt the ribbons of their
bonding snap into place. It felt like a part of Luca was settling inside
of him, taking up permanent residency. Rowan released Luca, licking
the wound closed before crying out his second orgasm. Luca threw
Rowan’s legs back as he jetted into him and then stiffened, his head
falling back as he roared.
Rowan could feel his mate’s cock pulse with his release as he lay
there desperately trying to catch his breath. It wasn’t easy. Luca had
given him a work out and a half. The sexy vampire might have a
chance of keeping up with him after all.

Lucas smiled as Rowan cuddled closer to him in his sleep, burrowing into his side. He wrapped one arm more tightly around his little mate and took a long sip of whiskey from the glass in his hand. It was smooth, sliding right down his throat. Thank the gods vampires could still drink alcohol—even if they couldn’t get drunk.

“The car should be arriving soon, Luca,” Manu said as he sat down in the chair across from Luca. “Rowan’s stuff has been loaded onto the truck and should arrive at the penthouse before we do.”

“Thank you, Manu.”
“Is he okay?” Manu nodded toward Rowan.
“I believe so.” Luca smiled as he glanced down at his anamchara.

“He just needs some rest. He’ll be fine once I get him home.” “Have you fed him?”
Luca rolled his eyes, refusing to get angry with his second-incommand and give up the tranquil feeling that had inhabited his body since claiming Rowan. He couldn’t remember feeling so peaceful for so long before. Rowan seemed to calm him.

“He ate a little earlier.” Luca grimaced as he remembered Rowan telling him about catching a rabbit while out running earlier. He couldn’t outright deny Rowan his hunting, even if he found it distasteful. He drank blood to live. Was that any better? They would just have to get used to each other’s oddities.

“Has he fed you?”
Luca grinned at the memory of how well Rowan had fed him. Manu chuckled. “And how did he take it?”
“Surprisingly well.” Luca stroked his fingers through the hair on

Rowan’s forehead. “I’m amazed you didn’t hear him.”
“Oh, I heard him, all right.” Manu chuckled. “I wasn’t sure if you
were killing him or he was killing you.”
Luca jumped when Rowan suddenly snorted and opened his eyes.
“I think it was a tossup over who was trying to kill who.” “Hey, anamchara, did you get enough rest?”
Rowan’s eyelashes fluttered as he looked up at Luca. “That
depends on what you have in mind.”
Luca’s mind instantly slid into the gutter—well, into Rowan’s
pants, anyway. He felt his face flush when Rowan grinned knowingly.
Luca’s eyes snapped to Manu when the man chuckled again. Blushing
was new to him, but damned if he’d allow anyone to make fun of him. Luca opened his mouth to take Manu to task for making fun of
him, but instead of words of anger, a long groan fell from his lips
when he felt Rowan’s hand cup his hard cock. “You don’t play fair,
anamchara.”
Rowan gave his cock another squeeze that nearly made Luca’s
eyes cross in ecstasy then sat up. “I never play fair, honey. What
would be the fun in that?” Rowan glanced out the front window for a
moment then turned to look at Luca. “So, when do we leave?” “We’ll be leaving for home soon, anamchara.”
“Yeaahhh, and where would that be?”
Luca grinned. He could tell that Rowan was going to be a handful.
“The Electus Hotel.”
Rowan blinked. “The hotel? That’s where you live?”
“My tribe decided a long time ago that we wanted a place to call
our own, someplace where the humans were fully aware of who and
what we are and didn’t try to hunt us down and stab us through the
hearts. So we purchased the Electus Hotel and all of the surrounding
properties. Of course, this was back before the neighborhood became
what it is today.”
“Seriously?”
“I am perfectly serious, anamchara. We own over twenty square
city blocks surrounding the hotel. We have a growing population of
over two hundred vampires in that area and a thriving tourist business
at the hotel that is growing every day. We have been quite lucky.” Rowan’s eyebrows shot up. “You have tourists?”
“Yes.”
“Do they know about you all being vampires?”
“Surprisingly, they do, but I believe that is part of the allure of
vacationing in our hotel.” Luca reached over and grabbed Rowan’s
hand, holding it tightly in his when Rowan began to growl low in his
throat. “You have to understand, anamchara, there are those that see
vampires in the same light as rock stars. They follow us around like
groupies, vying for our attention.”
With each word that Luca spoke, Rowan’s growl grew louder.
Luca was fascinated. He arched an eyebrow when Rowan’s upper lip
curled back and a bit of white canine flashed in the light of the room.
Luca could see he should have explained things differently when he
saw the fire burning in Rowan’s eyes.
Luca held up his hand when Rowan tensed. “Now, Rowan—” Luca crashed to the floor when Rowan jumped him. Rowan
snarled and lunged, sinking his teeth into Luca’s neck. Luca cried out
as pain and pleasure fought against each other inside of him. Pleasure
won out. Luca’s eyes rolled back into his head as an orgasm of mindblowing proportions rolled through him.
Luca panted heavily as his cock jerked and spasmed in his slacks
as he filled them with his unexpected release. The more that Rowan
sucked on Luca’s neck, the more his cock jerked until there was a
large wet spot on the front of his pants.
Rowan finally extracted his teeth and licked the bite mark closed
then lifted his head. The fire burning in them slowly dwindled away
until Rowan’s natural moss-green eyes showed through once again. “Mine,” Rowan said simply.
“Yours.” Luca reached up and stroked his fingers through
Rowan’s short blond locks. “Always yours, anamchara.”
Luca’s words seemed to appease Rowan’s wolf enough for the
both of them to get off the floor and back into their chairs. Rowan was
still plastering himself against him, but Luca didn’t mind. He had said
he never wanted Rowan to leave his side. He just wasn’t imagining
this.
Luca had dreamed about what his life would be like when he
found his anamchara. Never in any of his fantasies had someone like
Rowan come to his mind. An anamchara who sat at his feet and
catered to his every whim was what he saw in his dreams. Not Rowan.
Rowan was oh so much better. Rowan was a wonder. He was
contrary and sarcastic. Luca couldn’t imagine the smaller man sitting
at his feet, no matter how much Luca might desire it. Rowan just
didn’t have it in him to be
that
submissive. That was one dream Luca
knew he’d have to give up. But having Rowan in his life, and happy,
would be worth giving up the dream.
Luca grimaced when the wet cold fabric of his slacks brushed
against his skin. He glanced down, frowning even deeper when he
noticed the large wet stain on the front of his pants. Perfect. He was
going to look ridiculous when he arrived back home.
Rowan chuckled.
Luca’s eyes snapped over to the man. “Something funny,
anamchara?”
Rowan was staring down at the stain with a wide grin on his face.
Luca could tell he was proud of himself. “At least everyone will know
you belong to me.”
“I’m pretty sure the bite mark on Luca’s neck would have
achieved the same goal, Rowan,” Manu said.
“He’d be covered in my scent if I had my way,” Rowan grumbled. Luca blinked in surprise when his cock jerked at that statement
and tried to come back to life. Why did the thought of being covered in Rowan’s scent turn him on so much? He had never liked possessive lovers in the past, always feeling stifled when they got too close. Why
was Rowan so different? Was it because they were soul mates?
“I’d come all over you and rub it into your skin if I thought I
could get away with it.”
Luca’s jaw dropped at the silently spoken words. He knew that he
would be able to talk to Rowan through the bond between them. He
had already done it. He just didn’t realize that Rowan would be able
to talk back to him through the same link.
“Rowan?”
Rowan tilted his head back to look up at Luca.
“Yeah?” “How can you talk to me this way?”
Rowan snorted.
“Duh, we’re mates.”
“Is this something normal for wolf shifters?”
“No, just my family line.”
“What else is just in your family line?” Luca asked out loud. Luca
jumped back when Rowan brought his hand up in front of him. Long,
lethal-looking claws grew out of his fingertips in the blink of an eye.
Rowan grinned wickedly as he wiggled his claws. “Fuck!” “Can you do that at will?” Manu asked as he sat forward, a
fascinated glint in his eyes.
“Sure,” Rowan said as the claws at the tips of his fingers receded
just as fast as they had appeared. “Everyone in my family can.” Luca swallowed hard. His anamchara was a lethal weapon
disguised as a beautiful man. Who knew?