A choked-off cry came from River, and Caydem did it again until River seemed to understand and started to thrust into Caydem’s willing mouth. A light sheen of sweat coated River’s body as his arousal built, a heady scent that had Caydem drooling around the cock in his mouth. He felt the moment River was going to come, could practically taste it in the air. River never warned him with words, and he tried to slow down his movement, but Caydem was there to keep him going. River’s head tossed against the bed as he lost himself, and Caydem had the best view. He watched as River came undone, crying out Caydem’s name. It was the sweetest reward as hot come splashed down his throat. He groaned, swallowing down every drop. He slowly pulled off River’s cock, flicking his tongue against the slit for the last drop of come. River shivered against the bed.
“You have no idea what you have done to me,” Caydem said.
River stared down at him with satisfied eyes. Before River could compose himself, Caydem bit into his inner thigh. River threw his head back with a cry, his cock squirting one last shot of come. Caydem moaned as hot blood rushed to fill his mouth. He took his fill, relishing in the taste of River’s blood.
Caydem closed the bite mark, instantly healing it with his saliva. He crawled up the bed and straddled River’s hips. Caydem wrapped his hand around his thick cock. He would much rather it be River’s mouth or his ass, but he didn’t think he could wait. Caydem stroked himself at a pace no human could possibly achieve. He stared into River’s blue eyes. He expected a disinterested look to be back on River’s face, but there wasn’t. River licked his lips as if he wanted Caydem to come, couldn’t wait for it. His toes curled as his spine straightened. The overwhelming sensation rocked through him as he came.
Caydem mixed their come together on River’s chest and scooped some onto his fingers. This was insane. He was doing things he never would do for anyone else, just one single human. Caydem was sure if his heart still beat it would race for the man under him. He offered his come-slicked fingers to River, and the man opened his mouth willingly, licking them clean.
What had this human done to him?
Vygus
Vygus sat in his too-empty home. No family, no pack—it was a life no werewolf ever wanted to live. But Vygus lived it. The only thing he’d ever found that worked was having a master, someone who bossed him around, who grounded him. But Vygus’s wolf side had never truly yielded to any man, until River.
Vygus had no idea why or how that man did it to him, but he did. Vygus picked up the pace as he stroked his cock, remembering the last time he was with River, his master. Vygus’s heart thumped loudly as he pinched his nipple as hard as possible. The pain mingled with pleasure to the point Vygus couldn’t tell the difference.
He noticed after becoming a werewolf pain had become a necessity for him. It settled him and made him feel electrified. And nobody did it like River. The weak human caused him such delicious pain. Vygus knew in the back of his mind another supernatural could do much worse, but it was something about letting a human, someone physically weaker than him, bring him to heel. A shiver racked down his body, and his balls pulled tight as he pictured River’s face.
Blood rushed and everything felt too sensitive as his climax barreled through him. Vygus shouted out loud as he came. He fell back breathing heavily, even as he continued to stroke his cock lazily, past the point of pain. It wasn’t enough. Vygus let his softening cock go and bent over to grab a shirt from the floor and cleaned the come from his chest. He wanted River more than anything, needed the human to continue being his master. He just needed to convince River to stay away from the bloodsucker, and River would be all his and would only have time for Vygus.
But how should he go about it? Could he do it? Whenever Vygus asked about what River did with the vampire, River would ignore him. Vygus groaned in annoyance, unable to help it. He picked up his phone from his nightstand and called River.
It went to voicemail, and Vygus swore. Agitation only seemed to make him anxious as he lay there surrounded by silence. He knew where River went to school and the dorm room. He could just show up, and if River got angry, well, then hopefully he’d be willing to take it out on Vygus’s body.
With that plan, Vygus went to shower. He was out in record time and got dressed. He went to the garage that held a multitude of cars, even the ones Vygus had offered River. But River had declined all of them; in fact, River declined any offer Vygus gave him, and since they no longer practiced at the gym, Vygus was no longer paying.
Vygus jumped into the convertible and drove out of his neighborhood. The cool night air whipped through his hair. He decided to leave it down since River seemed to enjoy pulling it. Vygus smiled as excitement filled him at the thought of seeing River.
Vygus made it to the university and got out of the car. This time he didn’t have to use his nose to track River down. Instead, he went toward the dorm building that River lived in. He knocked on the door as soon as he got there, not willing to chicken out of his decision no matter how insanely rash it was. He could hear a steady heartbeat and breathing inside the room, one he’d grown accustomed to and knew by heart.
River opened the door, his glasses pushed up and his curly hair wet from a shower. Vygus breathed in his scent and moaned. A knot eased in his chest at the sight of River, and for some reason, he felt a little less lonely.
River frowned at him. “What are you doing here?” River asked.
Vygus smiled because there was nothing else he could do. He crowded into River’s space and let his teeth shift. They were all sharp and looked odd in the human mouth, and most people went running the other way once they saw them. But not River—the human simply looked at him with boredom, no fear in sight.
“I wanted to see you,” Vygus said honestly.
He pressed up against River, wanting nothing more than to rub up against him and soak up his master’s scent.
“Your appointment is in two days,” River said as he took a step back, but Vygus wouldn’t be deterred. His heart raced at the thought of being pushed away. He moved with River faster than any human could, stopping River from being able to close the door.
River sighed as if annoyed, but he moved back and to the side and let Vygus into the small room. Vygus let out a sigh of relief as he moved into the dorm room that wasn’t worthy of River. He stood in the middle as River walked around him, pulled out his chair at his desk, and took a seat. River straightened his glasses before he started to type on his laptop again, effectively ignoring Vygus as if he was not there.
Vygus thought about getting his attention, but the thought of River kicking him out of the room after he’d just made it in gave him pause. He stood there just watching River as time ticked by.
“What is it that you want?” River asked.
“I told you already. I just wanted to see you,” Vygus said.
River pushed his glasses up to rub at his eyes before looking at Vygus. Those steely blue eyes made Vygus gasp.
“You’ve seen me, now go.”
Vygus’s stomach knotted, but he had assumed it was the way River was going to act. He should obey, yet Vygus didn’t move. “I won’t say anything or bother you…” Vygus clenched his fist. “Please let me stay.”