Grinning, he let go of Mica and slid his hands over his thighs under the water. They weren’t muscular like his, but there was strength in him. "And remember, I’m a lot younger than you, so I promise to take it slow. Hope you can handle me!"
Mica picked up a sea sponge as Raven slid beneath the water. He poured a liquid soap on the sponge and started washing Raven's back when he resurfaced. "Oh, I think I can handle you. I think I can handle you just fine." He proceeded to run the sponge down Raven's arms and chest.
The sponge and the water felt energizing and yet relaxing all at the same time. "Have you done this before? Bathed another male? Please just tell me I’m the first warrior, because I think I might get pissed if I’m not. I like knowing my sword is the one that is the mightiest in your army."
Mica laughed out loud. "You’re my first warrior, babe. Not many warriors out there who are attracted to men. And quite honestly, I had very few opportunities to cross paths with many warriors. I never worked for a master with a coven as extensive as the Medici. My life has been spent with other vampires born into servitude."
Raven took the sponge from his hand, and continued to bathe himself, scrubbing away at his legs, as Mica teased him. "So, I guess you can say you’re the only sword in my army."
Raven ran the sponge down Mica’s leg. "We’ve been together a while, but I don’t think you’ve told me what you were really attracted to in the past." He playfully splashed the water back on Mica and laughed as he felt Mica tug at his hair. "I know it’s the past, but what were they like. I’m curious. Other than the fact they were older, and born into servitude, am I the most gorgeous hunk of vampire you’ve ever seen? Admit it, my blood energizes you, makes you feel young. And naturally, none of them were stylish like me, so tell me. Just humor me.” Holding up the sponge, Raven handed it back to him without looking back. "More soap please."
Mica sensed his nervousness as he listened to Raven chatter. He knew him well, and knew he covered his nerves with humor. "Fact, you are the most gorgeous hunk of vampire I’ve ever seen." Mica kissed his neck lightly. "Fact. Your blood does energize me, young warrior."
Mica nipped his shoulder, drawing blood which he licked away. He slid his hand between Raven's legs, grasping his hardened steel cock. "Fact. Tonight, and every night thereafter, it will be my blood that energizes you."
Mica sank his fangs deep into the strong but lean muscle on Raven's shoulder and sucked slow and deep, letting the warriors blood seep into his mouth. He began a long, slow stroke of his hand along Raven's cock.
Raven’s head lulled back and to the side as he felt Mica’s sharpened fangs sink deep, and his beast was within inches of escaping his control. His hand stroked his cock, as Raven gripped Mica’s thigh. Growling deep, the need to taste him was overwhelming. His voice sounded foreign as Mica’s name escaped his lips, breathy and raspy. "Don’t stop. Take all of me."
Mica unlatched and stepped from the tub, lifting Raven up with him. He dried him off, and then wiped himself dry with the thick white towels used by the inn. "Come with me, warrior."
He took Raven's hand and led him to their bedroom, and the bed that was draped in the soft tulle. Mica pulled back the curtain of tulle and allowed Raven to enter. Raven crawled across the sheets into the middle of the king-sized bed, his dark skin and black hair in sharp contrast to the snow-white sheets.
Mica climbed in behind him and pulled the soft veil of tulle closed around them. Mica lay down beside him in the room lit only by the flickering light of the many candles, and the moon that was visible in the skylight above their bed.
"It’s just us now, my sweet warrior. You need no pretense with me." He held Raven close to his chest, sliding his hand up his back, cupping his head in his hand, and pulling him close to his neck. "Now take from me, what no other has taken. Seal our bond, and mate yourself to me."
Raven inhaled deeply. His eyes glowed a bright red as his fangs punched through. Licking Mica from his shoulder to his neck, his tongue followed the vein. "From now to eternity, I belong to you."
Sinking his fangs into the tender flesh, Raven felt that first explosion of his lover’s blood in his mouth. He drew and swallowed, letting Mica fill him deep and the power of their connection slammed into him like a bolt of lightning. They both moaned as Raven drank deep and felt like he wanted to crawl inside him, be him. He felt like he was alive for the first time. He never wanted to stop this feeling, a high more powerful than battle. His cock throbbed as Mica’s blood mixed with his. Raven could barely breathe from the intense pleasure screaming through him, taking him to a level never felt before.
Mica slid his hand down Raven's chest and took his cock in hand. He stroked him as he fed. Mica's own head thrown back, as he experienced the sensations of having Raven feed from him for the first time. His own cock throbbed for relief as he wrapped himself around Raven. He folded himself over top of the lean and lanky warrior, and once again bit deep into his shoulder, completing the circle. They fed from each other, and Mica stroked him, following the pace set by the rocking motion of the young warrior's hips.
Their bond was sealed, and Raven was claimed, belonging now to Mica. He surrendered to the stroking as he unlatched, his head thrown back as Mica fed and Raven was lost in the passion. His orgasm shook him to the core as his roar was deep and guttural, calling out Mica’s name.
Wrapping his arms around him tightly, Raven gasped for air, his breath ragged. As Mica unlatched his fangs, Raven could feel his need rising hard and fast. Pushing him down on his back, sliding on top of him, slinking down his body, kissing his flat, taut stomach, his hips responded. Raven raked his hand down Mica’s chest as he slid his tongue around his cock. Mica gripped his hands in Raven’s hair as Raven took him deep into his throat, needing and wanting to give him so much pleasure.
Mica gave himself up to the talented ministrations of his lover's warm, hot mouth, as he brought him to orgasm. Mica clutched a handful of Raven's dark hair in his fist as he cried out, his head thrown back on the pillow. Raven crawled up over his chest, and kissed him on the mouth, before dropping down beside him, their breathing ragged, their hearts pounding. Mica turned to him, pushing the coal black hair back from Raven's face. "You are mine now, warrior."
They were distracted by a frantic pecking at the skylight above their bed, as they both looked skyward, to see Poe peering through the glass at them. Mica laughed. "Well, no secrets now. That damn bird will tell all."
Raven laughed. "That damn bird is my gift from the Queen. And you can bet she already knows we’re mated. It’s like a fucking wild beast telecommunication system straight to the big house."
He cuddled into Mica's neck, letting his hands glide slowly all over his body. "Poe is like me, we both soar now. Nothing can stop us." Softly turning Mica’s face to his, he kissed him and smiled. "That could not possibly feel as amazing to you as it did to me. I never felt anything like that in my entire life. Tell me that’s going to happen every time I feed, because your blood tastes like explosions going off in my head, my heart, and my cock, simultaneously. How did it feel for you?"
Mica chuckled. "Like explosions going off in my head, my heart, and my cock, young warrior."