Enthralled 2: Breathing Read online

  Surprised at being placed in the dominant position, Colin broke the kiss to study Rowland’s face. He tilted his head, an uncertain smile on his lips. Rowland gently guided Colin’s thighs apart, pulling his knees down on either side of Rowland’s hips. Colin’s wrists were captured in a familiar, hard grip, then his hands were raised until they came to rest on the vampire’s chest. Rowland slid his hands down to lay them open-palmed on top of Colin’s, pressing both pairs into the surface of the vampire’s chest before dropping them down to the bed, fingertips passively stroking the tops of Colin’s bent knees. Colin bent down and took his lover’s mouth in a deep, lingering kiss.

  Instinctively, a rhythm began. Colin’s hips rocked against the smooth, hard planes of Rowland’s lower abdomen, growing impatient for more stimulation. Usually Rowland’s passion just carried Colin along, but leading had its own thrill.

  Ending the kiss, Colin lavished attention on first one nipple, and then the other, trailing a wet path across Rowland’s broad chest. Fine tremors vibrated through the hard body under him. Colin straightened and moved forward. He hesitated for a moment until Rowland bit his own hand and offered it to Colin. He gathered a palm full of the thick blood, reaching behind to anoint Rowland’s cock. Lifting his hips into position, he slowly eased down, never pausing, never breathing, never taking his gaze off of Rowland’s intense, possessive expression until he was fully seated on the vampire’s shaft.

  Colin was startled at the amount of penetration this position gave them. Never having made love like this before, he hadn’t realized how different it would be, how full he would be, how thick Rowland would feel, how easily he could stimulate his own prostate with just an arch of his back or a twist of his hips. Every shift of his body brought a burst of white light to explode behind his eyes, pleasure rippling along his nerve endings.

  He fumbled for Rowland’s hands, needing more of a physical connection between them, pulling them up to his chest, sighing in relief when the hands began to roam over his sensitive skin. The constant string of bright lights behind his eyelids shattered into major fireworks as his orgasm suddenly ripped through him.

  Colin collapsed, wrapping himself tightly around his lover, who returned a welcome, equally fierce embrace. Taking advantage of the moment, Colin rolled to one side, urging Rowland to shift with him until he was pinned to the bed by his lover. He locked his ankles around Rowland’s hips, letting his lips brush against his lover’s surprised mouth. “Make love to me. Show me I belong to you. Make every pore in my body reek with your scent.”

  Purposely flexing his hips the tiniest bit, he watched the calm, gentle look disappear off Rowland’s face. He deliberately clenched his ass, his channel still clinging to Rowland’s buried cocked.

  A growl of animal lust vibrated down through Rowland’s chest to his ass as the vampire let his hunger loose. Every inch of Colin’s skin was licked and tasted, and then tasted again. Nipples, throat, chin and jawline were sucked and marked. Lips and tongues clashed and dueled, palates and teeth were scoured, breath stolen, and rational thoughts erased.

  Through it all, Rowland maintained a slow, steady rhythm of deep, powerful thrusts, every torturous, loving stroke aimed to rub over his lover’s prostate. Colin was reduced to babbling incoherent half sentences and grunts. “I’m going to come, shit, shit! Rowland!”

  Rowland intensified his thrusts, burying his cock deep, stroking slow, pulling out to the ring of muscle at Colin’s opening, then easing back in to the base of his long, wide shaft. Colin thought wildly for a moment that he could feel Rowland reach his ribs. He’d never felt so deliciously full, and happy. It was like his lover had become a part of him, a necessary organ for life.

  His orgasm began to build behind his tightening sac, and the rhythm of his bucking hips took on an urgent, primal beat. His release ripped through him just as he felt a burst of burning coolness drench his insides.

  He turned his head, steeling himself for a flash of pain/pleasure. Rowland bit down hard on his arched throat, breaking the skin. A cry of pleasure was pulled from Colin, the stinging pain quickly mutating into a flush of arousal that put his best orgasm to shame.

  He moaned in contentment as the rush peaked and faded while Rowland finished suckling and bathed the slowly healing wound with his tongue to soothe the flesh closed. This was the part Colin liked best after sex, the time when Rowland nuzzled and kissed, lapping at the torn edges of his flesh for long minutes, making completely sure his blood clotted and the skin was healthy and seamless.

  Reaching down, Rowland pulled up the covers. Rubbing a thumb over the area where he had bitten Colin, Rowland looked down, that faintly confused expression clouding his face. “There is an old expression that says ‘Life is not measured by the breaths you take but by the moments that take your breath away’.”

  Colin stayed very still and silent, afraid of losing the extreme intimacy of the moment.

  The vampire studied Colin’s face, searching it intensely before speaking again. His voice turned husky and rough, his piercing stare suddenly warm and gentle. His fingertips caressed the line of Colin’s jaw. “In over two thousand years, you have been the only one to make me wish that I could breathe again.”

  He slowly lowered his mouth to Colin’s, so close their lips brushed each other’s as Rowland whispered, “And you alone would be able to take it away again. You are my only ‘moment’.”

  Laura Baumbach

  Laura Baumbach writes erotic romance and fiction. Her favorite genre to work in is manlove or gay erotic romances. Manlove is not traditional gay fiction, but erotic romances written specifically for the romantic-minded reader, male or female. Author of numerous novels, screenplays, and short stories, Laura has also written erotic stories for several magazines.

  Named best M/M writer of 2006, she captured three Top Ten Predators & Editors spots in three different categories for 2006, and her sci-fi adventure romance was nominated for an EPPIE award for best GLBT novel of 2006. Her short story Enthralled, published by Changeling Press, was a 2007 RWA Passionate Plume Finalist. Laura’s action/adventure/erotic romance The Lost Temple of Karttikeya has won the coveted EPPIE Award for best GLBT story of 2008. Please visit http://www.laurabaumbach.com or http://sensualwriter.blogspot.com/ for more news about Laura’s latest releases.