Ji-Su nodded before he asked a question of his own. “Do I taste good?”
“There isn’t a word to describe the way it feels to have your blood in my mouth. I don’t think I’ll be able to go back to living without it.”
Hearing that gave Ji-Su an immense sense of satisfaction. That’s all he’d wanted, to nourish this gentle giant vampire with his blood. “I’m glad,” he said aloud.
There was a smear of blood on Raul’s lip. Ji-Su reached up and touched the tip of his finger to it. He started to rub his fingers together to wipe it away, but Raul stopped him, catching his wrist in a firm hold.
“That’s mine.” Raul sucked Ji-Su’s finger into his mouth and licked the blood away. “Don’t want to waste a single drop,” he whispered after he’d released him.
“Greedy,” Ji-Su teased.
“For you? Absolutely.”
They shifted to lay on their sides facing each other again. Raul propped himself up on one elbow, the fingers of his other hand stroking over Ji-Su’s cheek, his shoulder, as if he had to keep touching him.
“We can stop now if you want,” Raul said as he traced his fingertips over Ji-Su’s hip.
Before Ji-Su answered, he looked down Raul’s body to his erection. His cock was long, thick, and hard, a prominent vein running from the base all the way up to just beneath where the head glistened with pre-cum. Ji-Su never imagined he would describe a cock as beautiful but Raul’s was. All of him wasbeautiful. He looked like a bronzed deity stretched out on the satin draped bed, his gold nipple ring gleaming in the soft lights. Ji-Su looked back up at Raul. “Is that what you want to do?” he asked. “Stop?”
“I think you know what I want.”
“Tell me.” He needed to hear Raul say it.
“I want to fuck you.” Raul let the backs of his knuckles brush Ji-Su’s cock. “If you’ll let me. Will you let me fuck you, cariño?”
Chapter 24
“Yes.” Maybe they were going from zero to a hundred, but Ji-Su didn’t care. They’d wasted a lot of time due to misunderstandings on both their parts. Now that they’d straightened everything out, he didn’t want to waste another second.
Raul leaned forward to give Ji-Su another one of those slow, deep kisses.
“Don’t move,” he whispered when he pulled back.
Raul turned and reached over to the table next to the bed to retrieve the bottle of lube from the basket. He snapped the cap open, ready to drizzle the lube over his shaft, but Ji-Su sat up and held out his hand.
“Can I?”
A small smile quirked one side of Raul’s mouth. “I’m not going to say no to that question,” he said in a voice rough with arousal.
Taking Ji-Su’s hand in his, Raul squeezed a sizeable dollop of the slick liquid into his palm.
“Go ahead.”
Ji-Su wrapped his hand around Raul’s cock, pumping up and down to spread the warming liquid along his entire length. He bit his lip as he watched his fingers glide over hot, silky skin. Raul’s cock throbbed against his palm, and with each stroke up, more pre-cum beaded on the tip before slipping down to add to the wetness on his length.
Raul closed his eyes and let out a shuddering groan, his hips rolling forward to match Ji-Su’s strokes.
“Finally have your hands on me. I’ve waited so long for this.”
Ji-Su breathed a soft laugh. “Me too.” He wanted to keep going, wanted to get Raul to make that rough groan again, but Raul pulled his hand away.
“It’s my turn now.”
Grabbing the bottle of lube, Raul dripped some of the liquid over two of his fingers before he flipped the cap shut and tossed the bottle on the mattress.
“Lay back down.”
Fingers twitching with excitement, Ji-Su obeyed, reclining on his side again. He expected Raul to get right to preparing him. But instead, he leaned down until their lips nearly touched.