Page 31 of Pucking Vamps
I wouldn’t ask him to, not when he exudes so much excitement and energy just talking about it. The rules still confuse me a little, but I am confident I can impress him with my newly acquired knowledge when I get the chance to showcase what I learned while being away.
Leaning in, I brush my lips along the curve of his jaw. “You don’t seem to mind being mine when I feed you my cock.”
My words have him suppressing a shiver of desire. His scent intensifies, the musky note it carries growing more prominent. “This and that are different. Horny Hayden applies only to sex.”
“Then I just need to keep you constantly horny, don’t I?”
He throws his head back and laughs. My eyes zero in on his exposed neck graced by the collar I gifted him, the stretch of skin so very enticing. I want to bite him, my mouth filling with saliva. Whatever was worrying him evaporates completely, replaced by a buzz of excitement I can’t help but soak up.
“You can be a bit of a dork sometimes, you know that?” he says, pushing up from the chair and shoving his hands in the pockets of his shorts.
“I do not. It is probably unintentional.”
He snorts. “That makes it even better then. Of course vamp Daddy wouldn’t be a dumbass intentionally. He’s too cool for that.”
Humming, I place my hand at the low of his back and escort him out of the lounge. The small retail section is crowded when we make it there, but the owner of the boutique I’m after knows who I am, so she welcomes us personally. With her help, we pick two outfits for Hayden, one for him to wear tonight at the dinner, and one for the ball. He changes out of his shorts and shirt at the shop.
“This feels a little strange. Are you sure it’s not too tight?” he says when he appears, fiddling with the collar of his chiffon shirt. It’s black like my brocade one, and paired with form-hugging dress pants. “I’ve never worn something like this.”
I walk over to him and rub out the furrow from his forehead, glimpsing the leather collar hiding under his shirt. Good, he’s still wearing it. He knows who owns him. “You look dazzling. The black makes your eye color pop and accentuates your form.”
He rolls his eyes, amusement swimming in them. “Dazzling? What century are you from? In this one we say hot.”
“You look hot. So hot, in fact, I am considering bailing on the dinner so I can have you instead.”
Hayden gives me a wolf’s whistle. “Smooth, Leander. Very smooth. You want to get in my pants that bad? It’s been, what? Only a week?”
It felt longer, but I keep that to myself. Steering us out of the shop, I wrap an arm around his waist this time. We make our way to my car and head over to Vivian. Since I know the route, I don’t need Montgomery to drive us there, so I dismiss him for the night.
“You were nervous when I found you at the VIP lounge. Why was that?” I ask as I guide the car onto the highway.
“Hmm…” Hayden glances out the window, rubbing the glass with his index finger. “It’s silly.”
“I’d still like to know.”
“Ok, but don’t laugh?” He sounds a little unsure, embarrassed almost.
“I won’t.”
“I’ve never really been on a date before. Even a fake one. What if I embarrass you in front of your friends? Or what if they don’t buy our act?”
My chest suddenly feels too tight. My stomach twists, flooding with satisfaction. He’s worried about me when I’m dragging him to meet more vampires that he didn’t even know existed .
“Just behave the way you normally do. The fact that you are accompanying me is sufficient. As for the ball… I’ll give you some instructions about etiquette and the like, so there is no need to worry about that either.”
He snaps his head at me, the weight of his hazel gaze palpable in the small space. “Okay, cool. I’ll be my usual horny teenager self, trying to get to your dick at every opportunity.”
“You’d look so pretty riding it,” I agree, glancing at him sideways.
He licks his lips, his heated gaze meeting mine. “Yeah? I’ll wear the collar and…” He shifts in the seat, the rising and falling of his chest a little agitated. “Maybe we could have an audience?”
A bolt of arousal spears through me, lighting my body on fire. “You’d like that?”
He nods, averting his soul-stealing eyes as a rush of heat colors his cheeks. “I… want to try, I think.”
I swallow hard, willing my dick to calm down. “There will be an opportunity at the ball. If you are still interested then. The public can even participate if we allow it…” My fingers dig into his thigh. “But I would advise against letting others join us… Things can get intense.”
Why did I say that? Intense is how Hayden likes it.