VERY INTENSE
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Adrian woke to Kieran's mouth on his throat, fangs scraping but not piercing.
"Someone's eager," Adrian murmured, still half-asleep.
"I've been watching you sleep for an hour," Kieran said against his skin. "Thinking about all the things I want to do to you."
"Tell me." Adrian's body was already responding, arousal building from Kieran's proximity alone.
"I want to mark every inch of you. Want everyone to smell my scent on you. Want you so thoroughly claimed that no one could ever question who you belong to." Kieran's hand slid down Adrian's chest, lower. "I want to make you scream my name so loud the neighbors complain."
"We're vampires. We don't have neighbors who can hear us."
"Then I want to make you scream for the principle of it."
Kieran's mouth captured Adrian's in a bruising kiss, all teeth and tongue and desperate need. His hands were everywhere at once—possessive, demanding, claiming.
Adrian responded with equal intensity, his own hands mapping Kieran's body. Five years together and he still couldn't get enough, still craved Kieran's touch like addiction.
"Clothes off. Now," Kieran commanded.
They stripped frantically, tearing fabric in their haste. The moment skin met skin, they both groaned.
"On your stomach," Kieran ordered, and Adrian obeyed immediately, his body already anticipating what was coming.
Kieran's mouth traveled down Adrian's spine, leaving bite marks that healed instantly. His hands gripped Adrian's hips, pulling them up, positioning him exactly how he wanted.
"So beautiful like this," Kieran murmured. "Spread for me, waiting for me."
"Then stop talking and do something about it," Adrian challenged.
Kieran's response was to bite Adrian's shoulder—hard enough to break skin this time—while simultaneously thrusting two fingers inside him. Adrian cried out at the dual sensation, pain and pleasure mixing perfectly.
"More," Adrian gasped. "Kieran, please—"
"Greedy." But Kieran added another finger, stretching and preparing him with efficient precision. "You want more? I'll give you everything."
He replaced his fingers with his length, entering in one smooth thrust that had Adrian seeing stars. The angle was perfect, deep, hitting exactly the right spot.
"Yes!" Adrian's hands fisted in the sheets. "Fuck, yes, like that—"
Kieran set a ruthless pace, his vampire strength allowing him to drive into Adrian with force that would damage a human. But Adrian wasn't human anymore—he could take everything Kieran gave and demand more.
"Mine," Kieran growled, his fangs finding Adrian's throat. He drank while he moved, feeding and fucking simultaneously. "Say it. Say you're mine."
"Yours," Adrian gasped. "Always yours, only yours—oh god, right there—"
The combination of Kieran's fangs in his throat, his body moving inside Adrian, and the blood bond amplifying everything pushed Adrian over the edge. He came with a scream, his body clenching impossibly tight around Kieran.
Kieran followed moments later, buried deep, his own cry of release muffled against Adrian's skin.
They collapsed together, both breathing hard despite not needing air, both utterly satisfied.
"That was..." Adrian couldn't form coherent sentences.
"Yeah," Kieran agreed, pulling him close. "Definitely yeah."
They lay tangled together, sticky and sated. Through the blood bond, Adrian felt Kieran's possessive satisfaction, his love, his absolute certainty that Adrian belonged to him.
"I do, you know," Adrian said quietly. "Belong to you. Just as you belong to me."
"I know. But I like reminding us both." Kieran kissed his temple. "Ready for round two?"
"Give me five minutes."
"You have three."