Three twinks decided to have a sex adventure

Vampires and Lovers Ch. 01

Chapter 1: The Beginning



Pelaam August 2007.



Wyl trudged wearily through the driving rain. The chill he had been suffering had definitely taken a turn for the worse. He stopped as he coughed harshly tears springing to his eyes in its aftermath. He panted feeling cold and sore and light-headed. He really couldn t afford to take time off from the evening job in the bar and tomorrow was the start of the weekend patrons and the bigger tips. He didn t get paid if he didn t work and the tips were as important as the hourly wage. He sighed miserably. He d thought he could trust Cathy. Although they d never progressed to lovers he thought she d cared for him. He gave a short bitter bark of a laugh that threatened to become a sob. She d only cared for the free accommodation and getting her hands on his credit cards without his knowledge. Now she was gone and all the debts were his and his alone. //Will I ever know happiness? Will I ever know love?// The young man began to trudge again silent tears mixed with the rain to fall unchecked down too pale cheeks. At that moment all Wyl wanted was to find himself warm dry and with someone who genuinely cared for him. Was that really so much to ask of life?



He lifted his head to glance forward. His building was the last large house in a row at a junction of two busy roads. Sure enough the same silent blond sentinel stood on the diagonal opposite corner from the house that included Wyl s tiny apartment. The man seemed unaffected by the cold wind or the rain. Wyl briefly considered that he should worry that the man had taken his post there and seemed to do so at just the right time to see Wyl arrive home. However the man had never attempted to cross the road or accost Wyl and the young man had never seen him during the day. The reason Wyl didn t worry was he somehow took comfort from the tall broad figure. As irrational as it sounded he was reassured by the silent presence. It made him feel as though someone cared enough to see he got home safely. Wyl always checked from his window when safe inside his room but by then his watcher had always vanished. Wyl had harboured notions of coming home a different way to try and pass the man and see him up close but then he d become sick with this unrelenting infection and such ideas had been quickly abandoned.



Reaching his building he struggled with frozen fingers to get the key in the lock. He bit back a sob of frustration as the small piece of metal seemed determined to resist any attempt to be inserted to unlock the door.



Let me. A soft warm voice whispered in his ear and a strong arm wrapped around Wyl s slender waist. Wyl briefly considered resistance but his treacherous body had other ideas. He leant heavily against his benefactor as he was helped into the lobby. Wyl thought he must have fainted as when he raised his aching head he was already in his tiny room and settled on the battered settee. Noises from the cooking portion of his accommodation indicated the whereabouts of the stranger.



Drink. The single word authoritatively spoken brokered no refusal. Wyl gratefully accepted the steaming mug and sipped at the tea. You have almost no food. You are ill and are out without a proper coat. What are you thinking of still going to work and so poorly dressed in weather like this?



The tone of censure from someone who d shown him such kindness was suddenly too much for Wyl s fragile psyche to deal with.



I ve no food because my day job only pays enough to cover rent utilities and the debts I owe due to a so-called friend maxing out every card I possessed. My bar job pays for me to eat and I don t get paid till Sunday and I ran out of money because of an emergency. I can t afford a better coat right now this is all I have. Hot tears began to fall and Wyl felt the mug be removed from his shaking hands. He was drawn into a warm embrace.



I m sorry little one.



This time the voice was comforting and Wyl found himself sobbing against the strong shoulder instinctively seeking the bigger male s warmth and succour. Powerful arms wrapped protectively around him and Wyl let himself be gently rocked. For the first time since his early childhood Wyl felt safe and loved. He whimpered a protest as he felt the man move and then lips brushed gossamer-light across his temple.



Let me care for you angel came the softly whispered request and Wyl found welcome darkness descending.



****



Wyl awoke the next morning feeling a little better. He had been stripped of his wet clothes and redressed in warm sleep pants and top. Although alone he had a half-memory of being held in strong arms in the night. But apart from the blond hair and an impression of blue grey eyes he couldn t picture the face of the man who d helped him the previous evening. He slipped from his bed and stared at his settee. There was another partial memory of being comforted and held. He frowned at a slip of paper he could see on his old table. He picked it up and tears prickled at his eyes. It was a $20 bill with a note attached.



Buy food. Check fridge.



Wyl opened his small fridge. His eyes widened. There were containers there now that hadn t been there previously. One contained soup another a meat sauce and a third held cooked pasta. Wyl was stunned at the kindness of the man who d tended him. He wondered briefly how he d been able to produce the food but decided it wasn t worth worrying about.



His step a little lighter he moved into his miniscule bathroom and stared long and hard at his reflection. //Just where had Wylem Taylor gone?// he wondered. His dark unruly curls hung to his shoulders but were lank rather than healthy shiny tresses. His expressive brown eyes held a bone-deep weariness and dark shadows were clearly visible. His normally dark honey-tinted skin looked sallow and dull and whereas he d always been slender now he looked gaunt. He blinked a couple of times but the apparition didn t improve or disappear. Wyl sighed. Had he really allowed himself to deteriorate so badly? He reached for his soap to get ready for his office job his cold seemed a little better and Wyl hoped he was now over the worse. Tonight and tomorrow were best for tips and he could really do with the extra money and on Sunday he could stay in bed all day. He ignored a soft voice in his head telling him to remain home and prepared himself for the long day ahead.



****



Harsh hacking coughs made Wyl stop and struggle for breath. The bar had been very busy and smokier than usual — or it had felt so to the ill young man. Wyl s initial feeling of being somewhat better that morning had deteriorated badly as the day had worn on. He d been sent home a couple of hours early with promises that the tips would still be shared evenly. As Wyl started to move again a large arm wrapped around his waist and a dirty hand clamped tightly over his mouth. Wyl was lifted bodily and dragged back into the dark alley he had just passed. He screamed behind the calloused paw but realised with mounting hysteria that with his throat as bad as it had been his voice was barely above a whisper. A hand delved into his pockets and a snort of disgust was heard at the lack of money. Wyl didn t get paid till tomorrow and he had used the $20 bill for groceries before setting out to the bar. Wyl found himself spun round and pushed hard against unforgiving brick to stare with fear at the huge derelict before him.



No money boy? a thick gravelly voice asked. The stench from the man s mouth almost made Wyl retch but he shook his head and whispered:



No.



Just havta have a little fun with ya then. The man-mountain grinned showing a maw of broken blackened teeth and the big body pressed closer allowing Wyl to feel hard evidence of the form that fun would take.



No please Wyl begged but cruel laughter was the only response. He tried to fend off his would-be rapist but his blows were weak and ineffectual. He was slapped hard leaving his head ringing from the blow and he felt his jacket and shirt ripped apart. He was pushed to the floor and the huge male straddled his body calloused thumbs rubbing over small brown nipples before moving lower. Wyl sobbed his denial trying to push back the hands that tore open his pants to grasp with cold roughness at his fragile flesh. He screamed for help but his voice was almost non-existent and he knew nothing could stop this behemoth taking what he wanted.



A howl and a feral snarl echoed in the alley as Wyl imagined he saw twin pairs of angry red eyes in the darkness. He sobbed uncontrollably as his body was violated. His attacker yanking at Wyl s torn pants trying to reach the treasure hidden inside but suddenly the unwanted weight vanished and he was pulled into a warm protective embrace. Wyl heard the sounds of a large vicious dog and screams of terror before a soft voice began to croon in his ear banishing all other sounds. He felt himself lifted and cradled tightly to a powerful chest and he wrapped his arms tight around the source of comfort. He felt movement and buried his face into his saviour s body allowing himself to drift into unconsciousness.



****



Wyl had never felt so cold in his life. The only time he felt warm was when a large hard body wrapped tightly around him. He whimpered piteously whenever the body moved away from him settling only on its return.



He was certain his body was on fire and he thrashed to throw off the oppressive bedding moaning in frustration as his hands were again and again tucked securely inside the covers relaxing only as a large hand stroked his fevered brow. He drifted into unconsciousness again days passing unnoticed by Wyl the young man as much unaware of the passage of time as of the concern of those tending to him.



The young man blinked as he became aware of his surroundings. The bedroom was probably as big as his entire tiny apartment. It was opulently furnished with impeccable taste. Nothing was ostentatious but the wealth was clearly apparent. Wyl was stunned to think he would be in such a room.



I m glad to see you finally awake. A deep growl of a voice had Wyl turning from huge draped windows to the opposite side of the room. His eyes opened wide.



The man in the doorway was several inches over six feet tall and powerfully built. Black leather trousers and a plain white t-shirt displayed his raw masculinity to perfection. Straight raven-black hair reached past his shoulders. His eyes were an indefinable shifting of brown and blue and they seemed to gaze at him with a mix of amusement and affection.



I m Gabriel the man said as he strode to Wyl s bedside. He placed a large hand at the young man s brow and gave a satisfied nod.



Wyl knew instinctively this was not the hand that had soothed him yet he felt safe with this man he had only just met.



My mate will bring you something to drink. It has been hard to even keep fluids in you these past few days but the worst is behind us now. You will be very weak until we rebuild your strength.



Wyl blinked his understanding irrationally certain he was understood. Gabriel smiled at him displaying strong white teeth. Wyl mused on the word mate . Somehow that word seemed appropriate coming from the big male.



My mate the deep voice resonated pride and Wyl looked past him and gasped quietly.



This time it was a young blond male that stood in the doorway. Wyl was certain he was taller than the newcomer and he stood at just five feet ten inches. He and Gabriel were a pair of opposites: blond to dark fair to bronzed slender to broad petit to tall and yet as they stood together Wyl could see the love that blazed between them. Wyl gazed into eyes that sparkled like the blue of a clear summer sky.



I m David. A soft melodious voice floated to Wyl s ears. He watched mesmerised as Gabriel bent to nuzzle at the soft golden silk of David s hair before the men openly kissed. Wyl wondered why he wasn t repulsed. Men shouldn t …they mustn t… yet these looked so right together. Wyl decided it was too much for him to understand.



The two men worked effortlessly in tandem to raise Wyl and help him drink what was a well-blended homemade soup. It was delicious and Wyl found he was able to finish the whole mug to matching smiles of satisfaction from his unlikely nurses. As the mug was removed David s hand caressed Wyl s brow and again he knew this was not the hand he remembered.



It was Vincent that calmed you during your fever David supplied as though reading Wyl s thoughts.



Vin…cent Wyl repeated and was aghast at how hard it was to speak one single word. He was shocked at the croaking rasping sound.



Vincent and Seamus had to go out Gabriel added. He ll be sorry he wasn t here the first time you awoke properly.



Wyl frowned as he gazed at the huge bed in which he lay. He had other fragmented memories.



You slept best when Vincent slept with you. You ve been here nearly a week. We had to bring out a physician who gave us very strong antibiotics. You were so ill we thought we might lose you.



The concern in David s voice was too much for Wyl to cope with. Large tears began to spill and he was gathered into the smaller man s embrace. Deceptively strong arms encircled Wyl s too-thin frame.



Shh shh little one David soothed. You re getting better now.



Wyl could feel love flow from the small blond and he sobbed quietly releasing his pent up emotions.



It s alright little one. We re here now and you won t ever be alone again David promised as he rubbed the thin back. He carefully lowered the young brunette pleased to see the tears had stopped. He stroked Wyl s brow humming softly until the other man had slipped back into sleep.



****



When Wyl next awoke he could see there was light behind the deep blue drapes and he realised he wasn t in bed alone. He turned to gaze strangely unafraid at the man who shared his bed. He took in the neatly cut sandy-blond hair and the almost chiselled face with a strong jaw. Even with part of his body covered by the thin sheet the power was evident. Dark gold hair dusted across the broad chest and two thick pink-brown nipples peeked through the fur. As his eyes travelled back up Wyl found himself staring into blue grey eyes.



You called for me in your sleep or else I would have thought you well enough to sleep alone now. The voice was pitched a little deeper than David s soft but with an authoritative ring of confidence.



Vincent Wyl said pleased his voice seemed a little stronger. A warm feeling flooded his body as the big blond smiled.



Yes he confirmed.



His hand reached to caress Wyl s brow and the young man closed his eyes leaning into the touch. Wyl felt the hand withdraw and gazed at the man who had slipped from the bed. His eyes roamed over the toned muscular physique the only barrier to Vincent s nudity were a pair of tight-fitting black boxers.



I ll arrange some breakfast for you Vincent said and strode from the room. Wyl s eyes saddened as he watched the man leave. He couldn t understand his reaction. He didn t want to share his bed with another man — did he? It was wrong. Confused as well as saddened Wyl slid deeper beneath the covers.



David entered with a tray and a smile but at the small sad form huddled alone in the huge bed the bright smile turned melancholy. He wished Vincent had brought the tray but his irritation at the bigger man s behaviour had to be pushed aside in favour of caring for the young man before him. He placed the tray on the bedside locker and sat gently caressing the mahogany curls. He hummed quietly until sorrowful chocolate orbs locked with his own concerned turquoise ones.



Why so sad little one? he asked gently. None of us would seek to hurt you we love you.



You can t love me Wyl said his voice dull. You re a man.



Men love little one David persisted trying to reassure Wyl as one would a small child.



Not other men Wyl clarified. That s wrong.



It s never wrong to love David admonished gently. Hatred is wrong bigotry and cruelty are wrong intolerance is wrong. He made sure Wyl was looking at him. Do you think I am wrong to love Gabriel?



No Wyl said slowly. He was still surprised that that didn t seem wrong to him.



Neither is it wrong for me to love you. Nor you to love me…or Vincent David s eyes were fixed on Wyl trying to gauge the younger man s reaction. You do feel something for him. Don t you?



Yes Wyl whispered But I don t know what it is. Wyl s voice was that of a frightened child and it made David feel even more protective.



Do not be afraid to love Wyl he said. Now I want you to eat he added briskly.



Will Vincent come and visit me? Wyl asked in a tiny voice.



Would you like him to? David asked. At the small nod he smiled. Then I shall make sure that he does but only if you finish your breakfast. Deal?



Deal Wyl gave a hesitant smile.



True to his word after the breakfast things were cleared away Vincent came back into Wyl s room. The older man sat at Wyl s side and explained that he and Gabriel had been nearby when Wyl was attacked and had brought the young man to their shared apartment. Wyl s health had then taken a serious turn for the worse. His body had been ravaged by fever and they had all been afraid for him.



I have been back to your tiny apartment Vincent concluded. All your personal belongings are here and I compensated your landlord for your unexpected departure.



I ll have lost my last week s wages from the bar and my tips by now Wyl groaned.



You won t need them Vincent said decisively.



But I do Wyl replied. My debts…



Have all been cleared including your overdraft. You no longer owe anyone anything Vincent said. I paid them all.



But…but how do I repay you? asked Wyl.



By taking care of yourself angel Vincent replied softly. By getting fit and well.



But… Wyl began. It couldn t be that simple. My jobs…



They have both been informed that due to ill-health you will not be returning. You can write to confirm this when you feel more able. Now no more discussions you need to rest Vincent commanded. Lie down.



Wyl found himself obeying instantly. He gazed up trustingly into Vincent s warm blue eyes. His hand seemed to reach of its on volition to caress the strong cheek.



You look sad Vincent Wyl murmured his eyes getting heavy. I don t want you to be sad



Don t worry about me angel. Vincent replied as he stroked Wyl s brow. Sleep now.



As Wyl drifted away he was certain he felt lips brush his temple.



****



Seamus green eyes flashed angrily at the other big blond. He and Vincent were almost identical in build but his blond hair was the darkest of the three and like a shaggy mane. He was also the senior of their group and currently annoyed at the other man.



This solves nothing Vincent he snapped. He watched the other blond begin to pace anew aware that they were in turn watched silently by David and Gabriel.



He thinks love between men is wrong. We all heard him in his fever begging his step-father not to touch him. How can I possibly woo and win him?



He doesn t see my relationship with Gabriel as wrong David supplied. And he does feel something for you he just doesn t recognise what it is as yet.



He s your destiny Vincent Seamus added. The one you ve searched for: the other half of your soul.



I want him so much I ache Vincent groaned. My blood sings when I go near him.



You need to feed my brother Seamus said more kindly. You have barely fed since he came here.



My body cries for his blood: the blood of my Own. How do I tell such a beautiful broken boy that I love him and want him at my side for eternity? How do I tell him I am what he would understand as a vampire?

The same way in which others have done for centuries past Seamus replied. His body knows and responds to your touch. Despite his nightmares he didn t fight you he settled for you and with you. His soul does reach for you Vincent and we will all help in whatever way we can.



Vincent strode to the older man and hugged him tightly. Wordlessly the two men were joined by David and Gabriel and all held tightly to each other giving and receiving silent assurances.



We so swear it Vincent Gabriel growled.



Quietly Gabriel and David slipped away. Gabriel led the way into their bedroom and pulled the small blond into a tight embrace.



I want you he said huskily.



You may have me David murmured in reply.



Gabriel wasted no time in efficiently stripping them both and gazed hungrily at the pale slender form of his naked mate. He watched the younger man move to lie on their bed meeting Gabriel s heated gaze with a smouldering one of his own. Gabriel reacted by growling low and deep and leapt from where he stood. The movement carried him so he landed on all fours astride his tiny lover teeth bared at an unprotected throat.



Take me David said unflinchingly.



Gabriel s teeth and tongue nipped and licked from the pale collarbone to two perfect pink nipples surrounded by darker rose areolae. As Gabriel suckled and nipped at one his fingers teased and tweaked the other. He alternated his oral attentions on one then the other till they were equally hard red and throbbing and his smaller mate writhed and keened continually. With a swift movement Gabriel engulfed his mate s straining shaft burying his nose in musk scented blond curls. He sucked voraciously large hands pinning down slender hips. He released the slender rod to suck at the hairless sac heavy with its unspent need. At David s whimper he took his lover back into his mouth and began to swallow around the throbbing shaft. A muted wail accompanied his lover s essence flowing into his rapacious maw. Gabriel continued to suck until certain he had drunk every drop of his mate s precious essence. He lifted his head to smile at the small satiated blond.



Moving to drape the spent body over his powerful chest Gabriel cradled David s head to his throat.



Feed from me he commanded.



David bared his own teeth and his small canines extended and sharpened. With a soft sigh of contentment he pierced Gabriel s throat and sucked gently relishing the potent life-force tasting strength nobility and underneath the essential man that he adored unreservedly. He felt Gabriel move and then one of his big mate s hands stretched across his buttocks. Without breaking away from Gabriel s throat David moved to straddle the large form opening himself to his lover s attentions. A growl of approval met his actions. He moaned as one large hand spread him further and a digit teased at his hidden opening. He groaned as it slid inside him caressing the silken walls of his tiny channel.



Gabriel could hear an almost sub vocal purr from his beloved as his finger began to stroke inside molten heat. He inserted a second finger scissoring encouraging his mate to dilate. His lover s body was producing the needed lubrication for mating its sweet scent arousing the powerful lycan even more. The big male knew that if he accidentally hurt David he would heal rapidly but would never purposely injure his younger lover. Especially when there was time and opportunity to prepare his tiny mate to accept the long thick flesh that throbbed its desire. He slid in a third and began to ruthlessly exploit his intimate knowledge of David s body. His fingers rubbed the smaller man s hidden jewel until David was forced to relinquish his hold at Gabriel s throat. He licked closed the tiny puncture wounds and threw back his head as he shamelessly rode the fingers thrusting greedily inside him. Gabriel s grin was feral as he felt David s resurgent erection rub against his thickly furred groin. The twin lengths as much of a contrast as their owners began to rub against each other pre-come slicking their erotic dance as David ground against Gabriel s questing digits.



You my love he husked. You inside me claim me as yours.



David was flipped immediately one leg draped over Gabriel s shoulder to open him as the bigger man lined up his erection against the glistening portal. Slowly he sheathed himself in searing heat. David s channel rippled and grasped at the large thick shaft and he panted as his body shifted to accommodate the welcome invader. He smiled reassuringly at Gabriel as the big male waited for him to indicate he was ready. He hitched his hips and at the tiny movement was rewarded by slow deep thrusts that effortlessly stimulated his hidden jewel. David moaned wantonly and surrendered his body to his dominant mate.



Take me he moaned. He relished the feeling of fullness as Gabriel began to move within him. The bigger male s sex effortlessly dragged over his sweet spot repeatedly with every movement and the delicious friction sent dulcet bolts of pleasure throughout the smaller man. His own resurgent flesh was trapped between their bodies and David could feel the heat deep within his groin become a raging flame. He thrust upwards to meet his mate s movements impaling himself further on the long thick rod. He began to pant shallowly as his climax built. He stroked his lover s powerful biceps and pinched at his nipples to growls of appreciation for the loving attention.



Gabriel slid a large paw to pump at the blond s shaft urging him inexorably to a second orgasm. He nipped at the pale shoulders as he increased the rhythm of his thrusts driving deeper to incoherent cries of pleasure. His mate began to thrash wildly blond tresses flying as David submitted in a haze of sexual ecstasy to his alpha mate s desires. Gabriel moved to drape both of David s legs over his shoulders allowing him to impale himself that bit deeper into the beloved body. The large dark male bit hard at David s neck not enough to penetrate but enough to leave a mark of passion and possession.



David s luscious kiss-swollen lips opened in a silent scream as Gabriel buried his shaft in the smaller man s willing body. There was an insistent pressure against his prostrate and then both men s control shattered. David moaned wantonly as his seed flowed between their bodies. As his channel contracted around his mate s sex he heard Gabriel s muffled howl of completion. Strong hips pistoned into him with a furious intensity and then pulse after pulse of wet heat poured into him leaving David feeling voluptuously filled. Gabriel s hips slowed to a languid pace although his organ still surrounded by velvet heat had nothing left to give.



As Gabriel recovered his senses he gazed with adoration at his beautiful lover. He saw the inclination of David s head.



Take me came the soft whisper as David offered himself submissively.



A low growl vibrated against his throat and then Gabriel bit down. David gasped and writhed as Gabriel not content to simply feed began an erotic assault on David s still highly sensitised body. Large hands caressed and possessed roaming imperiously over the small naked form. Slowly Gabriel released his teeth from David s throat to slide down the lithe form and to press David s legs wide apart. He relished the sight of the sprawled sated blond body. The next vibration David experienced was a deep purr at his tiny entrance. Then he wailed an unrestrained cry of gratification as a long thick tongue slid sinuously inside him.



David had felt the changes in his mate s body as the big male had moved between his outspread thighs. The body that now held him open and helpless to their sexual attentions was even more powerful and he gripped tightly to thick dark fur. David screamed as his sweet spot was assailed by the slick agile muscle that caressed him in ways neither finger nor penis could. It stroked and curled flicked and rubbed until David was delirious with pleasure and his shaft re-hardened. A third orgasm wracked his slender form and as his body writhed uncontrollably he felt his lover s second release pulse against his thigh. The completion of the beautiful blond male triggered the orgasm of the more primal beast that knelt between his legs. David petted languorously at Gabriel s shaggy mane of fur as the big male began to resume his human form.



The enforced transformation to lycanthrope by a full moon in part at least another layer of fiction that those like Gabriel could hide behind. Gabriel moved to straddle the satiated blond his smile a mix of smug and feral.



I love you he said softly the tone a complete contrast to the ferocity of their recent mating. He allowed himself to be pulled into a long sweet kiss.



And I love you. That was rather unexpected David smiled.



I needed you. I have missed the sweetness of your body these last days.



David frowned as he realised that since Wyl s arrival in their home he and Gabriel hadn t found the time for their usual lovemaking. The young man s presence had indeed affected all their lives.



****



With Seamus help Vincent did apparently try and woo the dark beauty. But to Vincent s eyes the young man seemed only comfortable with a surface level of contact shying away from closer intimacy. Vincent was certain Wyl might have been accepting of the relationship between David and Gabriel but wanted no such relationship with him.



Seamus David and Gabriel watched the two men with concerned eyes. Wyl s shyness seemed such a small problem to them and yet one that Vincent seemed determined to blow out of all proportion. David was vehement in his assertions that when Vincent wasn t looking Wyl would gaze longingly at him. They were all certain they were missing something vital that would hold the answer to deepening the embryonic relationship. Seamus however feared that Vincent had already made up his mind that Wyl would refuse him and in turn that was making him tense around the young man. It was all adding to a simmering pot of emotions that was inexorably coming to the boil.



Seamus fears seemed eerily prophetic.



The three men were sitting quietly keeping a subtle distance between themselves and the star crossed lovers as they continued to tread carefully and not interfere with the couple. For that reason none of them heard Wyl s words but all reacted to Vincent s response that seemed completely disproportionate. The big blond s bellow of rage caught them all by surprise. Their attention then focused on Wyl as the angelic face drained completely of colour and it was only Gabriel s preternatural speed that ensured he caught the slender form saving Wyl from hurt as he fainted.



Vincent looked shamefaced as twin growls emanated from the other blonds that he regarded as closer than brothers. His eyes followed Gabriel as the big dark male strode from the room a limp Wyl cradled to his chest.



Sorry he muttered.



We are not the ones in need of your apologies Vincent Seamus snapped. The boy has feelings for you all three of us can see it yet apparently you cannot. You snap and snarl at him — undeservingly. Are you trying to drive him away from us from you?



I can never have him the way in which I desire. He still says it is wrong…



I have not heard him say that in two days Vincent David s own anger causing the small blond to cut the older man s speech short. Are you truly listening to what he says? Or is it that your mind is so made up you cannot hear anything but what you expect and not what is actually being spoken?



Come out with David and me for a while Vincent Seamus said more softly. Let the air clear your head and then make your apologies to the one who truly deserves it.



Vincent nodded his head dejectedly and David ran to check on Wyl and pass on what was happening to his mate. The petit blond nodded his approval as he saw Gabriel sitting on the bed a still unconscious Wyl cradled protectively.



Make him see sense Gabriel snarled as David explained. He stroked at Wyl s curls. If the boy didn t feel something for Vincent he wouldn t stay and he wouldn t react like this.



Reassure him when he awakes that Vincent didn t mean to be angry David said kissing Gabriel s warm lips and dropping an affectionate kiss to Wyl s brow.



****



Wyl awoke and knew it wasn t Vincent s strong embrace in which he lay.



He hates me Gabriel he whispered sadly.



Gabriel was surprised the boy had known it was he that held him even before opening the chocolate orbs that radiated a soul-deep sorrow.



He does not Wyl. Of that I can assure you far from it.



Wyl s head moved in a slow shake but Gabriel only heard the next words with his unconscious mind. He could feel the presence of other vampires: rogues. They were trying to enter the penthouse apartment through the windows of the main room. Although specially toughened to resist vampire or lycanthrope attack the defences were not impermeable to either a determined or prolonged attack. Already Gabriel could hear the glass begin to crack and he knew it would soon shatter. Gabriel began to transform ignoring the gasp of shock from the human in his care.



Wyl stared at the hands that became large deadly claws at the face that took on wolfish physiognomy to reveal a rapacious maw of long sharp fangs. Long dark fur covered the large body clothes ripping apart as muscles and body shape flexed and grew. He blinked at the man-beast before him as Gabriel moved away from the bed. Gabriel s eyes seemed to be the only unchanged thing about him and they regarded Wyl steadily.



Danger he snarled. Stay. At the command he turned to take on any invaders and protect his human ward. It was unusual for rogues to attack in this manner but Gabriel cared only that he keep Wyl safe until his mate and his family returned. He could feel his link with David and knew they would be speeding back. The sound of shattering glass stopped further thoughts as Gabriel caught the inhuman streak and wrestled it to the ground. The pair were evenly matched: lycanthrope and vampire both physically strong and using flashing teeth and gouging claws. However Gabriel was quickly at a disadvantage as a second rogue wrapped their arms around him biting at the lycan s throat in an effort to drain him of blood and strength.



Wyl crept from his bedroom and saw the second attack and knew he had to help. He saw that one of the room s pewter lamps was nearby and unplugged. He slipped silently to it and lifted it by the shade to wield as he had cricket bats in his youth. Wyl moved into position and swung with all his strength. The beast at which he aimed heard his exhaled breath and turned just as the pewter base connected. Its face disintegrated under the blow and it fell away from Gabriel with a gurgling animalistic shriek. But before Wyl could gather his wits and reuse his weapon the first rogue threw Gabriel off and lashed out at the young man. With a pained gasp Wyl fell back to land heavily staring with a morbid fascination at the four deep claw marks across his abdomen. Instinctively he threw up his arm to protect himself as teeth followed claw and sharp fangs raised bloodied gouges down Wyl s forearm.



Before the creature could press its advantage further Wyl felt rather than saw a blond streak take the creature down pushing it away from the defenceless young man. Another streak tackled the creature Wyl had struck its disfigured face not stopping its murderous intent.



Protect the boy Wyl heard the roared command from Gabriel as the lycan recovered to assist his mate.



Wyl gave a terrified cry before realising it was Vincent s arms that held him and he buried his face in the broad chest. He was carried from the room with inhuman speed and dropped onto the bed he d recently vacated. He looked up unafraid as Vincent loomed over him. Wyl remained motionless as his damaged clothing was shredded away by precise use of sharp claws. A hiss of anger escaped the vampire as the deep cuts were fully revealed. Then his nostrils flared. He grasped Wyl s hurt arm and scented it growling.



The other marks to his Own s body had been caused by claws and the scent of Wyl s blood had the vampire in a near frenzy of anger and blood-lust. Then he scented another on his Own. A primal scream issued from Vincent s throat. None could taste what was his. Wyl s head fell back to the pillows as the blond took the wounded limb and raised it to his mouth. As Vincent began to lave the marks to his arm Wyl moaned softly. A comforting warmth began to replace the burning pain and the throbbing ebbed away. He focused on Vincent s tongue as it danced lightly over the injuries content to let the big male do whatever he wanted. Vincent purred his pleasure. His Own s blood was warm and sweet with a unique nuance of Wyl s own individual essence. Vincent s initial cleansing became a more insisting suckling as blood-lust replaced fury.



VINCENT! NO! The roar from Seamus brought Vincent back into the present and cleared the haze of pleasure from his mind. Vincent stared aghast at what he d done. Wyl lay half naked and unconscious he had the boy s blood in his mouth and he became instantly aware of the hard flesh at his groin.



Another s scent was on him. Vincent turned anguished eyes to Seamus. I acted without thought.



Let me tend to him Seamus said softly.



As Vincent made to move Wyl shifted restlessly calling him back.



Why doesn t he call for me like this when awake and aware? Vincent asked. He seems barely able to meet my eyes when fully conscious of what s going on yet like this cannot bear to be parted from my side.



Give him time Vincent. You have to now. You have tasted his blood. If you fail to bond with him you will fade.



Perhaps that would be for the best the big blond sighed.



Do not speak foolishly. The boy never ran from us despite his past. He didn t run when Gabriel was attacked. He was the one to use the lamp as a weapon. We are missing something my brother. Seamus gripped Vincent s shoulder in a gesture of reassurance and solidarity. Something nags at me that I cannot yet resolve. Seamus resumed his attentions on the injured young human as Vincent crooned softly whenever Wyl whimpered in pain. Seamus stroked at soft blemish free skin. With the healing skills at his disposal the injuries to Wyl would leave no trace. He is so very beautiful my brother he smiled at Vincent. You and he will make a most magnificent couple.



Are you so confident? Vincent asked wonderingly.



I am Seamus replied decisively. As you must be.



Vincent watched as the other man finished tending to Wyl and then left them alone. The young man still called for him his voice almost sub vocal. Stripping rapidly Vincent crawled under the sheets to wrap his larger frame protectively around his injured would-be mate. Elation warred with despondency as the lithe form pressed hard up against him accepting his closeness in sleep that seemed denied the older man in wakefulness.



Seamus returned to the living room to see David putting the final touches to dressings on his lycan husband. The dust from the bodies of the vanquished rogues already cleansed from their home.



How is the boy? Gabriel asked caressing David s hair as much as gesture of reassurance for his worried mate as comfort for himself. He was exceptionally brave. The second rogue was weakening me effectively.



He is sleeping Seamus sighed. But Vincent has tasted his blood.



David s head whipped around at such speed that in other circumstances Seamus would have found amusing but there was no humour in this situation.



Before there has been a bonding with Wyl? David gasped. But if Wyl were to refuse…

Then Vincent fades. He now needs Wyl s blood to survive. The rogue that attacked the boy defiled him with his teeth and his saliva was scented by Vincent and following the rush of attack and his fear for the boy…his control was lost.



I know Wyl loves him David said vehemently. I know it like I know of Gabriel s love for me. The blond cast an anxious glance at his lover.



Gabriel s eyes were lightly glazed indicating the powerful body was focusing inward encouraging rapid healing.



Go ready your bed little one Seamus smiled tiredly. We will let sleeping wolves lie and ponder what we are missing in this complex equation. Vincent and Wyl will make a magnificent pairing their strength and bravery are already in no doubt.



****



Wyl remained in his healing trance for almost a full twenty-four hours the gouges on his abdomen and arm healing to leave just deep scratches. Consequently Seamus and David were unable to make any further progress on the enigma of Wyl. As the young man was recovering a distress call was received from another familial group and Vincent and David left immediately Seamus opting to protect Wyl. As Gabriel prepared to follow his mate and chosen brother he suddenly stopped and grabbed Seamus arm tight.



The boy he said urgently. With the healing…I almost forgot.



What is it? Seamus asked perplexed.



I know why Wyl acts as he does around Vincent. It s not that he doesn t love him but rather that he does. Because he loves Vincent he has to keep away because Wyl believes himself tainted unclean and not worthy of being loved himself. He s trying to protect Vincent and himself as he fears to see the disgust in Vincent s eyes if he is forced to confess his past.



We had it all wrong Seamus moaned. Wyl didn t shy away because he fears intimacy with Vincent in the way our brother has convinced himself but because he feels unworthy to be loved.



The lycan nodded.



Go Gabriel! Seamus ordered. Vincent is still not himself and may act foolishly. I need to look into Wyl s mind to clear this for once and for all. I wouldn t trespass in this way if I didn t truly believe it best for all our sakes.



I understand the lycan growled and barrelled out in pursuit of his family.



Seamus entered Wyl s room and sat at Wyl s side stroking the angelic face.



Forgive me this intrusion Wyl Seamus pleaded. I believe I do it for all the right reasons.



Wyl s eyes opened at the sound of Seamus voice and then watched the colours and lights that swirled in the bigger man s eyes as he was ordered.



Tell me about your childhood Wyl Seamus encouraged. Tell me about coming to this country. Make me understand you.



At the end of Wyl s narrative the blond vampire had tears streaking his cheeks. He wept for the innocent child losing his father. For a weak mother who found herself unable to cope without a husband and who chose so badly. For the child forced to sleep with a step-father that touched him. For the boy that carried guilt and self-loathing into his adult life. Seamus was uncertain whether the priest that Wyl had spoken to had been sanctimonious and an ignorant monster or whether an already damaged young man had misunderstood what had been said. But it was at this time that Wyl had developed his notions of being tainted of being at fault for being touched.



He was thankful that Wyl s mother had finally seen what was happening. She had moved away leaving then divorcing the man who had brought such pain to her son but the damage was done. Seamus admired Wyl s courage in doing well in school and university and then travelling with a friend to eventually decide to remain in America. Although the young man s time had so far been a struggle there was no longer a barrier to Vincent being able to claim the young man. Seamus had no doubt that once Vincent understood why Wyl acted as he had the other blond would resolve his fears.



Seamus paced the living room floor as Wyl recovered from his trance. The vampire had a bad feeling…a very bad feeling. Something had happened to his family. He felt their arrival and rushed to the door to greet them. He moaned softly in distress.



Only Gabriel was capable of walking unaided. He half-carried David who was badly mauled but Vincent was the one that caused the greatest fear. The big blond hung limply from one of Gabriel s strong arms. Seamus could see enough of his brother to know he d suffered tremendous blood loss and was covered in multiple bites and gouges. As Vincent was laid in a chair Seamus gasped at the full extent of the injuries. He had been gored so badly that his intestines were visible.



He waded in without even trying to protect himself Gabriel said tiredly. If David hadn t noticed we d have lost him. Vampires and a lycan they just swarmed over him and he took it. My mate was hurt protecting him fending them off. Two of them will hurt no others.



I will be fine David said weakly but Vincent will not feed. He is too weak he won t heal if he doesn t feed.



Vincent Vincent Seamus shook his friend. Please open your eyes.



Let me be and let the boy go Vincent s voice was frighteningly feeble.



No Seamus bellowed. I understand now what has been happening with Wyl. He believes himself too tainted to be worthy of your love. You have to tell him how much you love him Vincent.



Wyl had woken to the sounds from the living room and had feared they were again under attack. As such he had crept to listen at the door. Now he stood in the doorway as yet unnoticed by the three bloodied men or by Seamus. His heart had been enveloped in icy fear at the extent of Vincent s injuries. He didn t understand everything about his friends but he d heard Seamus proclaim that Vincent loved him. Vincent who lay there looking as though he were going to die *loved* him.



You need blood Vincent or you will die. Please my brother Seamus persisted.



Seamus? Wyl s soft voice came from right behind the other man and dripped fear. Don t let him die. Please.



Seamus gripped Wyl s good arm tightly.



Do you truly want him to live? he asked desperately. Would you give of yourself freely to save him?



Anything Seamus Wyl said fearfully.



Even your blood? Seamus asked.



Anything Wyl repeated.



He is very very badly hurt even for a vampire Wyl. Normally to take your blood would be a painless procedure but Vincent is incapable of doing anything to help you. This will hurt.



Take it do it said Wyl. Tears were now falling down his cheeks as he feared it would be too late to save the man he had loved from the day Vincent had helped him into his tiny apartment. He tilted his head back offering his throat as he would expect a vampire to want to feed.



Only lovers feed from each other s throats Wyl Seamus said gently. Gabriel are you able to leave David?



He is David spoke up



Gabriel moved to pull Wyl tight to his chest even as Seamus extended Wyl s uninjured arm to display the prominent veins at the wrist. Keeping his grip tight Seamus bent to open a vein and then pushed the limb to Vincent s mouth. As he had hoped and prayed the scent of Wyl s blood was irresistible to the injured vampire. Vincent s teeth latched predatorily and he began to suck voraciously.



Seamus and Gabriel winced unseen at the muffled scream from the brave young man. Wyl hadn t expected the pain to be so bad. He felt as though his arm was burning from wrist to shoulder. He continued to whimper into Gabriel s strong chest. The sucking sensation made his stomach churn. He heard Gabriel croon reassuringly into his ear as the big male held him immobile and he could feel Seamus stroke his hair as his arm was held tightly. He tried to focus on those sensations and away from his pain. He quickly began to feel light-headed and sagged against Gabriel.



Enough Vincent Seamus directed removing Wyl s wrist from Vincent s maw and quickly pressing his own in its stead. He isn t strong enough to lose more take mine.



The wildness had dissipated from Vincent s eyes and some colour had returned to the deathly pale visage. The vampire began to feed from Seamus then growled his disapproval as Wyl s limp form was scooped up into Gabriel s arms.



He needs rest Gabriel unashamedly growled back. Seamus needs to patch you and then you can join him he added glancing significantly at the still gaping wounds. The lycan smirked as he carried Wyl to bed. If Vincent was capable of showing displeasure then it boded well for his recovery.



****



Wyl felt as though every part of his body was lead-weighted even his eyelids. He was aware of a hot hard naked body pressed against him and that he was also denuded. However he felt neither fear nor shame. He instinctively knew it was Vincent and tried to snuggle even further back. As he did he felt the flesh nestling between his buttocks grow harder. The arm around his waist slid down to caress the lax genitals lying between his legs. He felt his organ twitch immediately as though encouraging the exploring hand. He moaned softly as Vincent s dark seductive voice whispered in his ear words that were a mix of endearments and encouragements. Wyl had only ever known the touch of his own hand since that of his step-father. Vincent s was stronger firmer and more confident. The touch felt right and Wyl felt his shaft fill and harden. Vincent s mouth drifted to Wyl s throat bestowing open-mouthed kisses and tender nips and Wyl s hips began to grind back into Vincent s groin.



Gently my Own Vincent s soft seductive voice returned to soothe the writhing young man. That pleasure is for another time. We will find completion this way first.



I love you Vincent Wyl panted as the pleasure in his groin built beyond his endurance.



I love you Wyl. Come for me my Own.



Wyl cried out his lover s name as his seed spilt hot and wet over Vincent s hand. He felt Vincent s completion pulse over his back and as the bigger man bit gently at his throat Wyl spurted again and again. His body shook and trembled with the intensity of his release. The young man allowed his eyes to close as lassitude overwhelmed him and he slid into satiated sleep.



Vincent felt the smaller body grow limp and released the softened organ to lick languidly at the crГЁme covering his hand. The offering was sweet and warm just like his mate s blood with a natural saltiness and Vincent was instantly addicted.



Wyl awoke some time later to find himself staring into love-filled blue eyes. He tried to bury his face in Vincent s shoulder but the bigger man would have none of it. He used a strong hand to make Wyl meet his eyes.



Seamus explained he said solemnly. You are not unclean or tarnished or tainted in any way. You were a victim. You remain sweet and pure and chaste and it will be my joy and my privilege to love you and to teach you the pleasures lovers can share. Your virginity is a gift to treasure and I want you to be certain you are ready to bestow that gift upon me.



Oh Vincent Wyl sobbed pressing close to the bigger man.



The vampire held his lover close stroking satin soft skin until Wyl s body went limp and Vincent cradled his sleeping beauty to his chest.



A tap at the door caught his attention and Seamus entered.



You need to feed again the dark blond urged.



Animal blood will be fine now. A few more hours of rest and Wyl can share his essence with me again. Vincent looked at the other man steadily. I owe all of you an apology. I allowed myself to hear what I expected.



No apologies are necessary. Just teach him what it is to know love he s known precious little in his short life.



He will know it for the rest of his days Vincent vowed.



****



Soft insistent caresses lured Wyl from sleep and he smiled at his lover. He allowed the bigger man to pull him into a tight embrace and they kissed softly and gently. Wyl felt himself harden even without Vincent touching him.



Vincent scented his mate s growing arousal even as the slender rod thickened and rose alluringly to his eyes.



Would you like to be stroked again angel? he asked the younger man.



Y…yes p…please Wyl stuttered nervously. As his mate s hand caressed him intimately Wyl lifted a hand to caress the blond fur at Vincent s chest and to hesitantly touch each dusky pink nipple. Vi…Vincent may I … can I touch you? Wyl whispered.



Vincent gave a low guttural groan at Wyl s words and rolled to his back. He allowed his legs to part but kept stroking his own prize. He wanted there to be no doubt in Wyl s mind that the young man was both loved and desired. He saw the apprehensive look Wyl gave to the dressings as the sheet passed his abdomen.



I m healing beloved he assured Wyl. I will be fine they no longer cause any hurt. But there another part of me that aches and that only you can tend to. His voice had dropped to a deep seductive purr as he pushed the sheet away from his body.



He saw Wyl s eyes widen and heard the small gasp. Vincent considered himself reasonably well endowed. Compared to the perfect slender satin encased steel of his mate his shaft was both longer and thicker.



So big Wyl whispered wonderingly. He hesitantly reached out and Vincent had to exert all his self-control not to come from the trembling virginal touches. It delighted the primal possessive side of him to know none had been touched like this by Wyl touched out of desire out of want out of love. He swore that when the time came to love his angel Wyl would feel nothing but joy at their union.



Wyl stroked nervously. He hadn t touched another since his stepfather had forced Wyl s hand on his body. It had always felt wrong even from the first. Here now the touches felt so right that Wyl found his eyes tearing as he kept his hand moving on Vincent s shaft wanting to pleasure the older man.



Vincent sensed the change in Wyl rolling to face him and licked away the tears before they could fall. He smiled encouragingly as Wyl matched the strokes Vincent used on him.



Tighter my love Vincent urged.



Wyl instantly obeyed. The organ he worked was leaking pre-come that helped create a slick tunnel of his hand into which Victor began to thrust. Wyl whimpered as his own hips began to pump instinctively. He cried Vincent s name as he came and his seed arced and adorned Vincent s stomach and erection. As the warm wetness touched Vincent it triggered the bigger man s release. The older man s body tensed and then shook as his semen covered Wyl s hand his soft abdomen and smooth chest. As they recovered Vincent held tight to his young lover. They had made good progress but there was still a way to go. However as long as they travelled the road together Vincent would let it take as long as was needed.



****



It took a couple of days for Vincent to be considered suitably fit to rejoin his family. Wyl had been concerned for David and when he saw the small blond rushed to embrace him.



I was worried about you Wyl confessed. The strength of the hug he received was more eloquent than any verbal reassurances.



I am fine now David confirmed placing a kiss to Wyl s cheek. As he did he gazed into Wyl s expressive eyes. His smile became incandescent. You re bonded he crowed and in a blink of an eye Vincent found himself with an armful of elated blond. David kissed the older vampire before returning to stand at Gabriel s side vibrating with excitement.



Yes Vincent acknowledged. Wyl is my Own the other half of my soul. We have indeed bonded. He drew Wyl tight to his side and was elated at the way the younger man blushed but slid a slender arm around his waist. Wyl s head came to rest on his shoulder and he kissed the mahogany curls.



There have been no other attacks Seamus supplied. It seems it was some kind of power struggle but once they started losing in numbers it was abandoned. However a public bonding ceremony would be a welcome opportunity for celebration following the attacks.



I ve not yet spoken to Wyl of such matters Vincent said meeting the raised eyebrow of the darker blond with a minute shake of the head. He turned Wyl in his arms to gaze down at the beloved face. We are already bonded my Own but if you are willing we can make a public affirmation before those we consider family and those who are friends.



Like…like a…wedding? Wyl asked wide-eyed.



Yes like a wedding Vincent nodded.



You would want to…to take me publicly as…as…



As my bonded mate my soul-mate just as David and Gabriel. Vincent smiled encouragingly



Oh Vincent Wyl buried his face in the broad chest. I would be so very proud to be at your side.



Then let us know when you feel ready for this and we ll make the arrangements Seamus said giving Vincent a knowing look.



Vincent and Wyl retired early. Feeling emboldened by the earlier conversations Wyl began to caress the impressive muscular form.



Vincent ached to take Wyl but was determined to allow the virginal young man to take things at his speed: to want Vincent as much as he was wanted to need Vincent as much as he was needed.



Your body is incredible Wyl whispered as he gently pinched taut teats his eyes avidly watching how they stiffened under his touch.



Nothing I have ever seen compares to your beauty angel Vincent replied groaning as Wyl s hand caressed the hard flesh at his groin. He smiled at Wyl s gasp as his own hand unerringly found Wyl s almost hairless sac and squeezed gently. Vincent s nostrils flared as he scented Wyl s arousal hot and sweet just like the young man himself.



I want you Vincent. I want you so much it hurts but I don t know what to do how to love you. Help me please.



Vincent moved to loom over his slender lover.



I want to bury myself deep inside you and feel you surrounding me. I want you to know the pleasure my body can give you and that you can give me in return. I want my seed to fill you as you writhe and scream my name your own seed proclaiming your joy. But I will only do as much as you feel comfortable with.



I want you so much Vincent please Wyl begged. Show me how to love you.



Love Vincent echoed. He rolled them so Wyl draped over his powerful chest and encouraged Wyl towards his nipples. Suck me use your teeth love he urged.



Wyl sucked at one thick nub as he rolled the other Vincent s moans encouraging him. Vincent s hands caressed Wyl s back cupping creamy globes and kneading them as his mate made love to his breasts. He lifted Wyl to mate their mouths and his tongue tasted every nuance of Wyl s warm wet cavern. As they kissed their erections rubbed together and Wyl writhed on Vincent s body seeking greater contact. As their kiss ended Vincent gazed into Wyl s sienna orbs.



Do you trust me Wyl? Vincent asked.



With all my heart and soul came the immediate response.



Vincent moved them to again loom over Wyl and then slid his hands down to between Wyl s smooth caramel thighs. He pressed the limbs apart but made no move to do anything else waiting for Wyl to indicate he could proceed.



Make me yours Vincent Wyl groaned. Make love with me.



Vincent uttered a low guttural growl. His mate wanted this. His eyes glowed with passion as they devoured the sight of Wyl lying open and inviting before him. His eyes sought out the rosy portal the hidden entrance to Wyl s body. He leant forward and began to suck and nip at espresso-coloured areolae and chocolate nipples. He teased and tormented each nub until they were throbbing peaks and Wyl moaned and thrashed beneath him. Vincent moved to lick his way from inside each knee up to the enticing velvet sac. His tongue laved the suede-like skin before he took one then the other precious oval into his mouth rolling them carefully to Wyl s abandoned cry of pleasure. Without warning Vincent engulfed Wyl s straining shaft stopping only when his nose was buried in damp musk-scented curls. He hollowed his cheeks sucking hard as he bobbed his head up and down pressing Wyl s slender hips into the mattress. His reward was a scream of his name and an outpouring of Wyl s sexual nectar. Vincent relished it for the gift it was continuing to suck gently until certain Wyl had nothing more to give.

Vincent covered Wyl s mouth with his own and let his lover taste himself. He gentled the kiss pulling back slowly to regard his satiated lover.



I want to come in your body Wyl Vincent said his voice a low dark rasp that sent tingles throughout Wyl s body even his drained member twitching dryly. I want my seed claiming you.



Claim me Vincent Wyl moaned.



Vincent crushed his lips to Wyl s possessing the younger man s mouth to leave his lover dizzy and breathless. The bigger man s hands slid sinuously up and down the satin skin of Wyl s inner thighs. His thumbs stroked either side of the slowly awakening flesh at his lover s groin. He peppered the angelic face with light butterfly kisses as Wyl s hands stroked over his solid musculature.



Roll over my Own Vincent directed.



Wyl obeyed nervous but eager. He was guided to lie with a pillow canting his hips and his legs spread wide ready for Vincent s delectation. Wyl pillowed his face on his arms feeling the heat from his cheeks as he blushed at his positioning. He felt like snapping his legs closed but determined to trust his lover. Vincent knelt between his splayed limbs. Strong warm hands caressed across his shoulders wet open-mouthed kisses and soft nips trailing in their wake. The touches were both relaxing and erotic arousing Wyl slowly but inexorably. When Vincent reached the perfect creamy mounds Wyl felt the older man s tongue roam freely tracing random patterns on his skin. Slowly carefully he felt Vincent part his twin globes. Wyl tensed and then felt Vincent bend down to lick a swathe over the exposed skin. Encouraged by the low choked moan Vincent returned to his task. Wyl began to thrust against the pillow as Vincent held him open the older man s tongue licking between his nether cheeks. The erotic sensations caused a low burn of sensual heat in Wyl s groin and he began to pant shallowly as his arousal grew. Wyl felt the moist muscle circle lazily around his most private portal and then screamed as it thrust forcibly inside to begin exploring his virgin channel.



Vincent gazed predatorily at the rosette now displayed as he parted Wyl s cheeks. When the young man showed no resistance he licked content initially to rim the furled aperture. Soon that was not enough Vincent wanted a more intimate taste of his lover. His possessive instincts were assuaged by the knowledge none had nor ever would be this intimate with Wyl. The flesh hanging heavily between his own parted thighs pulsed its appreciation a pool of liquid passion spreading on the sheet where he knelt. Vincent folded his tongue and pushed determinedly into his angel s body. Vincent pressed forward and then retreated teasing the fluttering opening alternating between light licks and deep probing thrusts. Vincent hummed as he tasted tender sweetness laced with an earthy musk. Vincent was certain he could make Wyl come just by rimming but he wanted to be inside Wyl when he came and wanted his lover to reach a shared release. Given what had befallen them lately he wasn t sure Wyl was recovered enough to come three times in one night. Reluctantly he pulled away growling with primal triumph at the moan of loss from his mate.



Roll over let me see you he purred seductively and grinned savagely at the instant obedience. His eyes raked over the naked body sprawled wantonly beneath him.



Wyl couldn t help the whimpers spilling from his lips as he watched Vincent carefully and liberally coat a single digit with oil. The whimpers became a low moan as oil was drizzled between his legs to slowly meander into his declivity. However he was also unable to prevent the jolt as he felt the thick digit begin to probe at his loosened entrance. His eyes rolled back as his resurgent erection was enveloped in hot wet suction. He heard Vincent rumble in discontent at his soft distressed whimper that accompanied Vincent s thick finger entering him to caress hitherto virginal flesh. The whimper of discomfort became a scream of bliss as Vincent s finger touched something inside him that sent bolts of dulcet pleasure throughout Wyl s body. He was unaware of the second or third finger crowding his tiny channel or of the way his body writhed and bore down on Vincent s delving digits. Unknown pleasure assailed Wyl in each cell and nerve. His body thrummed as his passion grew tendrils of ardour wound within him and Wyl was lost in the sensual sensations.



Vincent continued to suck at Wyl s shaft ensuring it remained fully hard. Between his sucking and the stroking of Wyl s hidden jewel Vincent was able to work more fingers into the tight passage stretching and slicking his lover readying him for their full union. Wyl was actively moving on his fingers pushing down to impale himself and pushing up to bury his hardness in Vincent s mouth. Vincent knew the younger man was as ready as he could make him. Not hesitating in his ministrations Vincent liberally coated his straining erection knowing that on this first occasion he wouldn t be able to last long. Releasing Wyl s shaft he placed the dark beauty s calves on his shoulders and lined the purple head of his throbbing member against the glistening pulsating portal.



Relax my Own Vincent encourage as he pressed forward. Despite all his preparations Wyl was tight and small and he was long and thick. He wiped away the tears that slid down Wyl s cheeks as the younger man took more and more of Vincent s shaft inside his body. Let me inside love his voice a husky caress of Wyl s ears. Let me make us one. Let me be in you. As Vincent was slowly enveloped in searing heat he began to stroke insistently at Wyl s flagging member returning it to full hardness.



Wyl focused away from the burn of Vincent s entry to his body and concentrated on the touches that reawakened his arousal. He felt Vincent press forward again and then his mate s sac pressed intimately against his own. There was a residual feeling of discomfort by being so fully filled for a few moments and Wyl panted wetly as he grew accustomed to the sensation. However the elation and joy at having Vincent inside him and the feeling of rightness quickly dissipated the last of the dull ache and Wyl moaned and pushed upwards onto the flesh impaling him so intimately.



In you mine Vincent growled. I m fully inside you. The rippling velvet vice around his already eager shaft almost made the blond lose control and come instantly. Instead he forced his wayward libido back under tight control and began to undulate his hips making small movements until Wyl shrieked. Knowing he d rediscovered Wyl s sweet spot Vincent began to thrust slowly rubbing the small bundle of nerves mercilessly. In response Wyl writhed and thrashed his hips held in place by a strong hand on his slender waist. Vincent threw back his head and roared his joy as he began to pound hard and fast into the beloved body. Wyl s hands clutched desperately at his shoulders as the younger man keened wordlessly lost in sexual abandon.



Let me taste you my Own Vincent purred seductively and leant lower. His canines extended and he bit down at the creamy flesh of Wyl s throat.



The soft sucking at his throat was more than Wyl s over-sensitised body could bear. Wyl screamed his body convulsing so strongly that Vincent had to grasp tightly at Wyl s hip to prevent being dislodged. Vincent s teeth withdrew from Wyl s throat the older male afraid that he might hurt Wyl as his mate shuddered and convulsed with the intensity of his release. As the silken sheath contracted around Vincent s harness the big male allowed his passion full reign. His hips pistoned into the slender channel pulse after pulse of wet heat filling Wyl to overflowing. Although Vincent had known other lovers in his long existence he had never known an orgasm so fulfilling. He purred and growled as his living essence buried deeply in the beautiful willing body until he finally slumped fully spent to pant harshly in Wyl s small ear. He remained still the bulk of his weight supported by his powerfully muscled arm until he felt himself soften and he carefully withdrew. He was pleased to note there was no evidence of damage to his deflowered virgin. He lapped the glistening trickles of his seed on Wyl s thighs and then looked with undisguised adoration at the smaller satiated form. Slowly eyes of molten chocolate opened to look with a limpid gaze at eyes of smouldering sapphire.



I love you Wyl husked his throat raw from screaming.



I love you beloved Vincent affirmed running his hand over the angelic face. His heart soared at the adoration he saw in Wyl s expressive orbs. He slowly laved his way down Wyl s flushed and heaving form to lick every precious drop of his mate s release relishing the salty sweet nectar. He moved to lay them comfortably with Wyl s head nuzzling at his chest.



Are we fully bonded now? Wyl asked shyly as he suckled at a brown-pink nub.



Yes my sweet one Vincent replied. However you remain as yet subject to all human frailties: sickness aging death.



Wyl felt the shudder that ran through the bigger man and his arms tightened instinctively around the strong body. A sudden thought had Wyl looking apprehensively at his bonded mate.



And you? he asked carefully. If we are bonded?



If I were to lose you for whatever reason I would simply fade. There is no life for me now without you at my side. Whilst you remain mortal them my life must also be finite.



No Vincent Wyl cried then the younger man frowned. Remain mortal? he questioned.



I cannot and will not place any influence upon you. Vampires can be made without being bonded mates as you have seen with Seamus David and me. This is done by the taking of blood. However you are human and can choose to remain so. I will abide by the choice of your heart. If you remain mortal I will live at your side till you are taken from me and then fade to be able to re-join you beyond death. If you were to take of my blood and become such as I am you will be trained how to use your gifts and eternity stretches before us. But it has to be your decision what your heart and soul feel is right for you. My love will neither diminish nor falter whatever decision you make. Vincent pulled Wyl close and kissed his mate tenderly. Sleep with me love. Let your heart decide.



Wyl had thought to debate further but a warm lassitude stole his strength and he nestled snugly into Vincent s embrace. With a soft sigh the young man slid into a deep sleep.



Vincent stroked sable curls as he jealously guarded Wyl s sleep. He could not nor would not pre-judge Wyl s decision.



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Vincent stood at the end of an aisle that had been created by two blocks of seats. He was immaculately dressed in black suit and white frilled shirt. Seamus stood in front of him dressed in a green ceremonial robe and at his right side stood Gabriel looking decidedly uncomfortable in a dark blue suit. Today was Vincent s public bonding ceremony and the blond vampire was a nervous as any groom on their wedding day. He glanced around once again admiring the large old house. There had also been a tremendous turn out to witness his day of joy. The rows of seats were filled with vampires lycans spell-casters as well as other exotic denizens of the world Vincent and his family inhabited.



A gasp from the assembled audience had Vincent turn to look behind him his own gasp joining that of the others. Proceeding sedately towards him was Wyl. He wore a white suit denoting purity and a dark frilled shirt that matched Vincent s and complimented his honey-tinted skin. His curls were shining with health and seemed to create a nimbus surrounding the angelic face that bounced with every step. As Wyl moved closer Vincent basked in the look of love and incandescent smile that were reserved just for him.



At Wyl s side and holding Wyl s left hand walked David. The blond had the same dark blue suit as Gabriel. Where the dark male had a cream shirt open to display a powerful chest and its thick fur David wore a high collared silk shirt of a blue that seemed to shift shades dependent on the light and shimmer as he walked.



Seamus watched proudly. There had been a similar gasp when he had presided over the wedding of lycan and vampire and looking at Wyl and David he had no doubts as to who the beauteous members of his family were. He nodded as David and Wyl reached Gabriel and Vincent and then David turned himself and Wyl to face the gathered assembly.



I David bond-mate of Gabriel and brother to Vincent do welcome you here to witness this bonding and to thank you on behalf of Wyl Vincent s Own.



Although there was a low murmur of approval and a nodding of many heads Wyl was certain his nervousness was visible to all. However as he was turned to face Vincent that emotion fled in the face of the soul-deep love in his mate s blue eyes.



Vincent. Are you here today of your own free will? Seamus asked.



I am he replied.



Do you publicly recognise Wylem Taylor as your Own? Do you swear to bind with him and to him forsaking all others for all the days to follow? Do you swear to share sunlight and shadow and your life and love henceforth?



I do so swear Vincent affirmed.



Gabriel lifted Vincent s hand sheltering it in his own and extended it towards Wyl.



Wylem Taylor known to us as Wyl Seamus continued. Are you here today of your own free will?



I am Wyl replied.



Do you publicly recognise Vincent as your soul-mate? Do you swear to bind with him and to him forsaking all others for all the days to follow? Do you swear to share sunlight and shadow and your life and love henceforth?



I do so swear Wyl affirmed.



David lifted Wyl s trembling hand to place it within Vincent s. He tied their wrists with a ribbon of red silk and as Gabriel s hand remained underneath the joined couple s his was placed on top. Seamus hand came to rest over them all.



Vincent and Wyl are bound: bond-mates and soul-mates. Gabriel David and I wish to welcome Wyl publicly into our home and into our hearts as our brother. We swear to love and protect him and Vincent. His eyes glowed as he faced the gathering. Do you also so swear? he asked.



Wyl had begun to tremble with nerves as Seamus reached this part of the ceremony. He feared he would not be seen as a worthy partner for the powerful and handsome blond. He found himself crying silently as the whole assembly stood as one with a unanimous roar.



So be it Seamus nodded approvingly.



The ribbon was removed and David and Gabriel stood back a little as Seamus placed a footstool in front of Gabriel. He nodded at the other blond who expressionlessly undid his shirt to display his golden chest. Seamus held up a small ornate dagger for the audience to see and a ripple echoed around the hall.



Do you come to this time and this place of your own choosing Wyl? Seamus asked the young man.



I do Wyl said emphatically.



Is this the free choice of your heart?



It is.



Do you understand the commitment you are about to make and do you still undertake it of your own free will?



I do Wyl flicked a glance at Vincent but his mate may as well have been carved from marble. Wyl swallowed around a dry throat and waited for Seamus to continue. He was unable to tear his eyes away as Seamus used the dagger to cut into Vincent s chest a livid red trail created in its wake.



As you make your last decision do as your heart dictates Seamus said and stood back.



Wyl s eyes were fascinated by the glistening line and his heart was sure he was making the right decision. He knelt on the stool bringing his head level with Vincent s chest. Leaning forward he pressed his lips to the shallow cut and his tongue licked nervously at his mate s blood. The powerful taste made Wyl s head spin. It was heat strength and spice and an indefinable something that was pure Vincent. Despite the blood being solely on Wyl s tongue to the young man it seemed to permeate his every cell. His body began to shake and a strong gentle hand cradled the back of his head.



My Own my beloved Vincent crooned softly helping anchor Wyl in the maelstrom that assailed him. Vincent relished the feel of Wyl s tongue sliding over the small hurt and knew from his mate s reaction that the young human was taking his first steps towards his transformation. He gave David a grateful nod as the blond caught Wyl s body as he went limp. Vincent rapidly refastened his shirt as David held Wyl and then took his bonded mate into his arms.



Wyl awoke to find he was cradled to a strong chest and looking into the smiling face of his new husband and then Vincent threw back his head and roared. The sound was echoed by Seamus Gabriel and David and then the gathered assembly. The new groom carrying his still disorientated mate strode down the aisle his chosen family close behind and then his guests. He led them to a huge ballroom lavishly decorated and with a great many tables laden with food and drink. Vincent stepped to the side to let people enter.



Begin the celebrations my friends he announced. My bond-mate and I will return in a few minutes. Vincent moved into a small room and sat with Wyl in his lap to allow the overwhelmed young man opportunity to recover.



Is this what should happen? Wyl asked nervously.



Yes beloved Vincent confirmed. You transformation has begun. However we will each feed from the other for the rest of our days strengthening our bond and becoming closer. How are you feeling? he added solicitously.



Better Wyl nodded.



His reward was a long deep kiss.



Then let us join our guests and celebrate our bonding.



Epilogue



The dark haired beauty straddled his golden mate. Leaning forward he sucked and nipped at one precious jewel hidden in the chest fur and tweaked and teased the other. He tantalised each with his teeth in turn until both nubs were diamond hard and aching pleasurably. He rocked his hips allowing twin erections to rub sinuously beads of liquid desire flowing as their arousal grew. Wyl trailed open-mouthed kisses from breast to throat and with a slight pressure took a single mouthful of his mate s living essence to a deep groan from the bigger man.



As Wyl laved the tiny hurt closed he was flipped laughingly onto his back as Vincent loomed large over him. He pinned Wyl s wrists above his head in a large hand and pressed smooth caramel limbs further apart with a strong knee. As he spread his young lover Vincent reached between the splayed man s legs to tease at his hidden opening his fingers ghosting erotically over the tightly furled rosette. Still playing with Wyl s body Vincent leant forward to take a mouthful of his own of Wyl s sweetness. As he did Wyl writhed enough to take the tip of Vincent s finger inside him and gave a wanton moan at the twin sensations. The sound went straight to Vincent s aching erection hanging heavily between his legs. Vincent s eyes were then drawn to the rosy flesh that danced enticingly at Wyl s abdomen and that left a silvery trail of its longing.



Please Vincent Wyl begged I need you.



I need you too my Own Vincent growled.



He bit gently at each cinnamon nub tugging and teasing before licking slowly down the smooth honeyed body. He licked away the intoxicating pre-come and then sitting up coated a finger liberally with oil. In time Wyl would produce his own lubrication when lovemaking his body was as yet to make that transformation. He suckled at the smooth flesh jutting proudly at Wyl s groin as he slipped his digit inside welcoming heat. Slowly carefully Vincent progressed to three fingers pumping insistently in molten depths and rubbed erotically at Wyl s hidden jewel till his lover thrashed and begged continually to be filled. He rolled them again and spreading his legs and planting his feet gazed with fire blazing in his eyes at Wyl.

Ride me he purred. I want to see you pleasure yourself on my flesh.



Whimpering in need Wyl rose gracefully to kneel astride the bigger man. He reached behind himself to position the hard hot flesh at his prepared opening and began his slow decent. His teeth worried at his lower lip as he impaled himself feeling each centimetre of his lover pressing deep inside him. He panted as he sat flush at Vincent s groin his lover s furred body tickling erotically against his smooth skin. He felt Vincent s hands digging into his hips where his mate had assisted him helping him as he had taken his lover into his body. As Wyl s body acclimatised to the feeling of fullness the younger man s hands caressed Vincent s lightly haired thighs and stomach.



As Wyl began to lift and lower himself slowly and shallowly at first but with an inexorable increase in speed and depth Vincent s hands roamed imperiously over the expanse of smooth skin before him. He reached to tug at one chocolate nipple and then the other as his other hand began to stroke the gracefully bobbing shaft at Wyl s groin. He flexed his thighs and began to drive his hardness deep into his lover as Wyl descended onto it and the pleasured mewl each time told the older man his aim was true. He caressed Wyl s sac feeling how tight and hard it had become and knew his mate s release was imminent. He took in the look of bliss on the beloved face: eyes closed luscious lips reddened and kiss-bruised were open and glistened enticingly and a pink tongue rhythmically dove in and out to lick at them. Wyl s breath came in shallow wet pants and Vincent growled low and deep at the sight.



Moving too fast for human eyes Vincent rolled their bodies. Hooking Wyl s legs over his elbows to spread him wide Vincent drove hard and fast into searing wet tightness and pounded at Wyl s sweet spot. Trapped beneath his more powerful body his mate could only wail his approval as a knowledgeable hand gripped his hardness and stroked with the same ferocity as strong hips pistoned Vincent s shaft into Wyl s sheath. Vincent s lips tongue and teeth danced over Wyl s throat and collarbone to finally bite down on the junction of throat and shoulder and suck hard.



Wyl s cries were incoherent as he grasped tightly to a hard shoulder and Vincent s hair as his mate possessed his body. He thrashed and wailed begged and pleaded:



Harder faster deeper more more more . He keened as Vincent obeyed driving into Wyl with a wild abandon. He screamed a sound of pure pleasured ecstasy as he reached his zenith. His seed jetting between their sweat-slick bodies.



The feel of warm wetness on his overheated skin the scent of his mate s release and the sound of Wyl s impassioned cry finally fractured Vincent s rapidly disintegrating control. With a primal bellow of Wyl s name he gave a further few erratic thrusts and then erupted into the contracting sheath that squeezed his arousal with a brutal intensity. Pulse after pulse of his crГЁme filled his lover. As his hips slowed into a more desultory pumping Vincent s teeth once again found his mate s throat. Vincent smiled to himself as Wyl moaned softly his body voluptuously filled by his lover s essence and Vincent s moist breath at his throat. Vincent took another mouthful of his Own s sweet blood and then rose to gaze proprietarily at the boneless satiated young man.



Wyl gazed with content at his lover and then raised an elegant eyebrow as Vincent continued his leisurely thrusts and Wyl felt the resurgent arousal harden inside him.



I did say I possessed excellent recuperative powers my love Vincent gave a feral smile as you will in time. For now however I will rely on your powers of recovery that are inherent in a young man.



I love you so much Wyl murmured softly as Vincent s reawakened shaft gently teased his sweet spot. It needed little stimulation as it remained sensitive from the earlier attentions. In its turn Wyl s shaft slowly refilled as Vincent made slow sweet love to his angel. Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony each movement of the one met by one of counterpoint by the other. Soft breathy moans and mewls of shared joy filled the air as their bodies began to move faster. Mouths met in languid duels neither could lose and their tongues twined and danced to music only the lovers could hear. Wyl s legs wrapped around Vincent s waist and his arms moved around the powerful shoulders as though trying to merge his body into his mate s. Vincent s mouth found the weak spot at Wyl s neck and shoulder and sucked to the same languorous rhythm as his hips thrust into slick heat. All too soon their seed flowed again both men crying softly the name of their lover.



I will never tire of loving you my Own Vincent rumbled into a small ear. I will never tire of being inside your body or the feeling of completeness it gives me when we are one like this.



I will never tire of welcoming you into me Wyl replied his hands holding Vincent s face. I will never tire of the way you can make me feel so loved and cherished by a single word or touch.



They kissed slowly and deeply for long minutes until Wyl felt Vincent s reawakening flesh stir once more.



You are insatiable Wyl moaned.



Only for you little one Vincent purred seductively. I think as your husband it is my duty to see how many times I can make you come



Wyl s musical laugh became a soft groan.



Hastily passing the closed door Gabriel smiled at the laughter. Wyl was making excellent progress in his transformation and the shared love between him and Vincent was plain for all to see. They were still enjoying a honeymoon even though they hadn t moved from the apartment.



David looked up with a loving smile as Gabriel entered the living room. He saw the burning gaze and his own became sultry. He laughed softly as he was scooped into powerful arms and his dark lover nuzzled at his temple.



I think we also deserve a honeymoon Gabriel husked as he carried his mate to their bed.



The echo of David s laughter was the only sound in the now deserted room.

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