You're too submissive in bed," Adrian announced one evening.
Kieran looked up from his book. "Excuse me?"
"Don't get me wrong—I love when you take control. But sometimes I want to be the one in charge. Want to make you fall apart for me."
"Is that so?" Kieran's eyes darkened with interest. "And what did you have in mind?"
"Bed. Now. And you're going to do exactly what I say."
Kieran's smile was intrigued as he followed Adrian to their bedroom. "This should be interesting."
"Clothes off. On your back. Hands above your head."
Kieran obeyed, and Adrian took a moment to appreciate the view. Kieran spread out on their bed, all pale skin and lean muscle, completely vulnerable.
"Don't move your hands unless I say," Adrian commanded.
He started at Kieran's feet, his mouth and hands traveling up slowly. He spent time on Kieran's thighs, biting and sucking until Kieran was squirming.
"Adrian—"
"Quiet. You'll speak when I say you can."
Kieran's breath hitched, but he remained silent. Adrian continued his exploration, deliberately avoiding where Kieran wanted him most.
"Please," Kieran finally gasped.
"Please what?"
"Touch me. Properly."
"Like this?" Adrian's hand wrapped around Kieran, stroking slowly.
"Yes—no—more—"
Adrian kept the pace deliberately slow, watching Kieran come undone beneath him. The powerful vampire who commanded respect from everyone was reduced to desperate pleas.
"I want to ride you," Adrian said. "Want to take you while you're helpless beneath me."
"Yes," Kieran groaned. "Please."
Adrian prepared himself quickly, then positioned himself over Kieran. He sank down slowly, taking him inch by inch, watching Kieran's face contort with pleasure.
"Still can't move your hands," Adrian reminded him.
"You're evil."
"You love it."
Adrian set a pace designed to drive them both crazy—slow, deep, perfect. He took his time, building pleasure gradually, keeping Kieran right on the edge without letting him tip over.
"Adrian, please," Kieran begged. "Let me touch you, let me move—"
"Not yet."
Adrian rode him harder, faster, his own pleasure building. When he was close, he finally gave permission.
"Now. Touch me now."
Kieran's hands immediately went to Adrian's hips, gripping hard enough to bruise. He thrust up to meet Adrian's downward movements, both of them racing toward release.
They came together intensely, Adrian's head thrown back, Kieran's fingers digging into his skin. The blood bond amplified everything until they couldn't tell where one ended and the other began.
"That was..." Kieran couldn't finish the sentence.
"Told you I could make you fall apart."
"Do it again anytime."