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  Ursula sighed and rose from her chair. “I’m surrounded by idiots with death wishes.” She went to the large door to the side of her desk. “Wait here.”

  Aden spent the time trying to calm his nerves. He’d known plenty of bullies and the worst thing you could do was show them fear. Despite knowing Valerianus was his father, Aden had no feelings for the Creator. Actually, he’d begun to despise the man who had implanted his mother with his seed. How many times had Valerianus allowed Josh to beat him without doing something about it? And for what? What did his father gain by seeing him hurt and used?

  The door opened and Ursula gestured towards Aden. “He only has a few moments, so make it quick.”

  Quick? His first meeting with his father and he was supposed to hurry? Aden didn’t think so. With an attitude to rival any pissed off teenager, Aden stormed into the large room.

  The sheer beauty of the man seated on the magnificently carved throne took his breath. Aden almost fell to his knees but quickly remembered the reason for his visit. He decided to come right out with it, hoping to throw Valerianus off guard.

  “Victor’s dying and it’s your fault,” he accused, hands fisted at his sides.

  One of Valerianus’ perfectly shaped eyebrows rose. “Is that any way to greet your father?”

  “You’re not my father. A father cares about his son. Fucking my mom doesn’t give you the right to call yourself by that name.”

  Valerianus’ eyes narrowed. “Do you have any idea what I’ve done to men who’ve dared to speak to me in such a manner?”

  Aden shrugged. In his bones, he knew not to show the Creator fear. “It’s the truth, and even you can’t deny that.”

  Valerianus’ expression softened as the corner of his lip twitched. “I’ve sent one of my favoured creations to watch over you. How can you say I don’t care?”

  “Favoured creations? Then why are you allowing Victor to starve to death?”

  “I have no control on whether or not Victor chooses to feed. I only stated he couldn’t feed from you. Your blood isn’t meant for that, and until you fully embrace what you are, you’ll never be enough for him.”

  “Who I am?”

  With a bored expression on his face, Valerianus motioned for Aden. “Come closer, my son.”

  Like a moth to a flame, Aden did as instructed. He was surprised when Valerianus pulled him into a kiss. Despite the Creator’s strength, Aden managed to pull back. “What’re you doing? You’re my father!”

  Valerianus sighed. “Yes, and I’m also Victor’s father.” Valerianus cupped Aden’s cheek. “You need to forget what the humans taught you. The morals they live by aren’t possible in our world, a world you belong to, Aden. You’re one of us, and until you start acting like it, there will be no future for you and Victor.”

  “How can I embrace my vampire side when I don’t feel like a vampire?” Aden gazed into the ebony eyes of his father, trying desperately to understand.

  Valerianus reached down and ran a hand across Aden’s hardened cock. “Your body knows to respond to my touch. It is the way of things. Let your mind free itself of the restraints the humans have put on you and you will open yourself to your other half.”

  “Is it all about sex?” Aden asked. He was ashamed of his body’s betrayal at the hands of the Creator, but he couldn’t deny the electricity that fired his veins at Valerianus’ touch.

  “Hmmm,” Valerianus hummed as he continued to knead Aden’s cock through his jeans. “Sex is the expression of life. Through it, vampires have been kept alive for centuries. We embrace what the humans give us and in return, we give them pleasures of the flesh.”

  Aden pulled back, brushing away his father’s hand. Whether he could rethink his views on sex was to be seen, but he doubted he’d ever welcome it from his father. “Are you saying I need to share Victor’s body with humans in order to become a vampire?”

  Valerianus chuckled. “You’re already a vampire. But until you acknowledge it, you’ll always be trapped in the human way of thinking.”

  Aden bit his lip as he tried to imagine sharing his lover with another. “I’ll try to become what you ask. That’s all I can do.”

  “Dig deep within your memories, my son. You are keeping things from yourself that will ease the way not only for you, but for Victor.”

  “Does this have something to do with the gaps in my memory?” Aden asked.

  “Yes. Victor did something for you that he’s never forgiven himself for. I think he’s been punished long enough. It’s up to you to set him free of his guilt.”

  Before Aden could say another word, he was once again standing in Victor’s bedroom. “Fuck!”

  Aden pinched the bridge of his nose. He glanced towards the heavy drapes that separated him from his lover and began to undress. His head was filled with more questions than when he’d left.

  Parting the curtain, Aden lifted the blanket and slid between the slick sheets. He curled around Victor, deep in thought. He knew the two of them needed to talk. Maybe if he listened to Victor, it would spur his own memories.

  Aden ran his hand down Victor’s muscled torso to the short cropping of black pubic hair. He buried his fingers in the thick tufts and idly circled his lover’s flaccid shaft.

  He remembered leaving Louisiana with his aunt and uncle. He also remembered how much he’d hated Phoenix. The abuse had started right away.

  He was so deep in thought, he wasn’t aware Victor was awake until his lover thrust his groin against Aden’s hand. Tilting his head, he gazed into Victor’s dark eyes. “I went to see Valerianus.”

  Victor’s body stiffened. “He summoned you?”

  Aden shook his head. “I made Dante take me to him.”

  Victor shot straight up and tossed the covers aside. “I’ll kill him,” he growled.

  Aden dove for Victor, managing to wrap his arms around him before he got too far from the bed. “I made him.”

  Victor spun around and grabbed Aden by the arms, giving him a shake. “Do you have a death wish?”

  “No, but evidently you do,” Aden countered. “I went to beg my father to let you feed from me.”

  “And?”

  “He said it wasn’t possible for you to live on my blood alone.” Aden shrugged. “He also said I needed to embrace my vampire side.”

  Aden felt Victor’s grip tighten. “I’m sorry.”

  Victor’s grip on Aden’s arms fell away as he collapsed onto the bed. Aden ran his fingers through Victor’s sleep tussled hair. “He told me I needed to release my human sexual hang-ups.”

  Victor shifted uncomfortably on the bed, refusing to look at Aden.

  “Victor?” Aden straddled Victor’s hips and lay down. “We need to start being honest with each other.”

  “You’re right,” Victor finally replied.

  Aden swallowed around the lump in his throat. “There’s nothing you can tell me that will drive me away from you.”

  Victor shook his head. “That’s not what I’m afraid of.”

  Aden placed a kiss in the centre of Victor’s chest. “Then what is it?”

  “It’s about your aunt and uncle.”

  Aden sat up and stared down at his lover. He knew he’d left Louisiana with his mother’s brother and his wife, but there was a four year gap in his memories after that. “What happened?”

  Victor pushed himself into a sitting position and wrapped his arms around Aden. “I could feel your sadness, but I convinced myself it was the loss of your mother and your home. One day your rage woke me from my slumber. I couldn’t go to you until after the sunset, and by then it was too late.”

  Aden opened his mouth several times before the words finally spilled from him. “What did I do?”

  “They’d been abusing you, and I didn’t pick up on it.”

  “And?” Aden prodded.

  For several moments, Victor said nothing. Finally, in a voice Aden could barely hear, he heard his lover whisper, “And you drained them.” />
  “No!” Aden screamed, trying to push his way out of Victor’s arms. It couldn’t be true. What game was his lover playing?

  “I failed you. I was supposed to teach you what you needed to know, but you weren’t supposed to have the power until your eighteenth birthday. The pain and anger you were experiencing must’ve sped up the process. By the time I reached you, you were inconsolable. I didn’t know what to do, so I cleaned up the mess and…” Victor’s voice trailed off.

  “You erased my memory,” Aden finished.

  “Yes. Valerianus was so mad at what I’d done that he punished me by cutting me off from your thoughts until that night at Josh’s.”

  Things began to make sense to Aden. He’d wondered how his father and Victor could let him suffer at the hands of his ex-lover. “I wonder why I didn’t drain Josh?”

  Victor shook his head. “I don’t know. Maybe you would have, given the right circumstance, or maybe it was because at the time you didn’t remember anything about vampires.”

  Aden touched the tip of his tongue to his teeth. “Why don’t I have fangs?”

  Victor grinned. “You do, you just haven’t learned how to call them down. After you’ve done it a few times it’ll become natural.”

  “Will I need blood to survive?” he asked.

  “I don’t think so. Despite the Creator being your father, your mother was human. It’s the same reason the sun doesn’t seem to affect you.”

  “Valerianus touched me,” he admitted.

  Victor nodded. “Don’t worry. It’s a game he plays, but he’d never follow through. Allisis would kill him.”

  “Allisis?”

  “His lover, tormentor. Allisis is the were Creator.”

  “So, Valerianus is gay?”

  Victor grinned again. “Once again you’re thinking in human terms of sexuality. In our world, gender isn’t a factor in who you love or who you fuck. You know the old saying, ‘Do what makes you feel good.’ Well, where do you think that term came from?”

  Aden was beginning to understand vampire views on sex were completely different than what he’d grown up with. He wondered if he’d ever be as free with his body and Victor’s as would be required for them to be together.

  “Will you do me a favour?” Aden asked after several moments of silence.

  “Anything, love.”

  “Feed,” Aden begged. “Show me what it’s like?”

  “Did someone call me?” a smooth voice said from behind him.

  Aden spun around and came face to face with Dante.

  Victor sighed and shook his head at his friend. “Aden’s nowhere near ready for you, Dante.”

  Dante’s gaze zeroed in on Aden’s half-hard cock. “Are you sure about that?”

  Aden quickly covered himself, once again ashamed of the way his body reacted. He squared his shoulders and looked Dante in the eyes. “Will you feed him?”

  Dante shook his head. “I can’t give him enough of what he needs, just like you can’t, but I know someone who can.”

  Aden glanced at Victor.

  “Are we talking about your big Latin cop?” Victor asked.

  “Of course. He’s the only one I can bring here. Now, if you’d rather do it in the back of a bar, let me know, and I’m sure I can arrange something,” Dante said with a smirk on his face.

  “Will you stay?” Victor asked.

  Aden nodded. He wasn’t sure if he was ready to watch his lover pleasure another man, but he knew it was necessary for Victor’s survival.

  “Bring him if you can,” Victor told Dante.

  A quick glance at the clock made Aden worry. “It’s almost midnight. Will you have time?”

  Dante chuckled. “It’s not romance, kid, it’s fucking and sucking.”

  “Dante,” Victor growled.

  Dante shrugged. “I’m going to stop somewhere on the way to feed since I imagine my Papi will be low by the time the two of you are through with him.”

  “Papi?” Aden asked, looking from Dante to Victor.

  “I’ll explain later,” Victor replied, caressing Aden’s bare ass.

  Chapter Five

  Once alone with Aden, Victor began to worry. He laid his lover on the bed and curled himself around the smaller man. “Are you sure about this?”

  Aden threaded his fingers through Victor’s hair. “It might take me a few times to get the hang of it, but I know I’ve got a lot of relearning to do. It’s not that I don’t enjoy sex, I guess I’ve always just thought it should be between two people who care about each other.”

  Victor nodded. He knew the human views on multiple partners. It had never been a concern to Victor until Aden had come back into his life. He ran his hand down Aden’s chest to wrap around his growing cock. “I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do. Nothing is worth risking you.”

  Aden thrust against Victor’s hand. “You won’t lose me.”

  Victor hoped that was true. He’d seen Dante and Saul in action on more than one occasion, but had never actively participated in anything but feeding. He wasn’t averse to the idea of fucking someone else, but Saul didn’t look like the type of man who’d bottom for anyone, and he wasn’t sure his ass was ready for a cock the size of Dante’s big Papi’s.

  The more he rubbed Aden’s cock, the more his lover writhed in his arms. Victor decided it might be easier for Aden to let himself go if he was kept on edge. He slowed his strokes and kissed his man. “I love you.”

  “Love you,” Aden answered back. “I’d do anything for you.”

  Victor smiled and rolled away enough to tap Aden’s hip. “Hands and knees. I want to taste you.”

  Victor had no plans to fuck Aden until Dante returned, but he wanted to get his lover ready. He leaned in and spread Aden’s ass cheeks. He ran his tongue from Aden’s balls to the top of his crack, stopping to pay extra attention to the sweet little pucker.

  “Oh, fuck,” Aden moaned, thrusting his ass against Victor’s face.

  “No coming,” Victor warned between licks.

  He felt the ridges under his tongue soften before loosening enough for Victor to penetrate his perfect ass with the tip. He tasted his lover, while introducing as much saliva as possible into the gorgeous hole.

  “Oh, oh,” Aden continued to moan.

  Victor pulled his tongue from Aden’s ass and climbed off the bed.

  “Where’re you going?” Aden asked.

  With a grin, Victor opened a small box on top of his dresser and withdrew three silicone cock rings. Carrying the soft objects back to bed, he knelt beside his lover. “Turn over, babe.”

  Aden flopped to his back and Victor held one of the rings out. “These will help maintain your erection.”

  Aden flushed and nodded. “Josh used cock rings all the time, but his were usually made of leather.”

  Victor rolled his eyes. “Leather is for show-offs. These do a better job and are a hell of a lot more comfortable.”

  Aden reached down and began to stroke his cock. “Do I wear all three?”

  Victor shook his head, replacing Aden’s hand with his own. “You could, but I thought I’d slip one on myself this time.”

  Aden’s tongue snaked out to lick his bottom lip before sucking the plump bit of pink between his teeth as Victor secured the silicone ring around the base of his cock.

  Victor adjusted the second ring and sat back on his heels. “Now don’t that look pretty,” he said, giving Aden’s cock a playful slap.

  “It sure as hell does,” Dante said, appearing at the edge of the bed with his arm wrapped around Saul.

  Still dressed, Saul started to reach for Aden’s cock. Victor held up a hand. “Tell me what you want, babe.”

  Aden’s gaze travelled between the three men looming over him. Victor could tell by the slight flare of his lover’s nostrils that he was still turned on. He decided to help Aden along, by keeping his mind occupied.

  Victor sank his index finger deep into Aden’s ass. As expected, th
e younger man moaned.

  “Can we join you?” Dante asked.

  Victor stared down at Aden. “It’s up to you.”

  Aden surprised him by reaching out to cup Dante’s heavy sac.

  “Fuck!” Dante howled, lifting a leg onto the bed.

  “You like that?” Victor asked, adding two more fingers to Aden’s ass. “Dante’s got a pretty cock, doesn’t he?”

  Aden nodded as he moved his hand to encircle Dante’s dripping shaft. “Have you fucked Dante?” Aden asked Victor.

  He gazed down at Aden, unsure of how to answer. “Thousands of times.”

  Aden shifted, driving Victor’s fingers in deeper. “Can I watch?”

  Victor tried to read Aden’s facial expressions. Fucking Dante wasn’t a problem, but the hesitant look in Aden’s eyes was. “I don’t know that I’ll ever do it again,” Victor whispered. “We’ll take things a step at a time.”

  The corner of Aden’s mouth turned up in a smile. He gestured towards Saul. “Would you like to get undressed? Victor needs to feed.”

  Victor chuckled. Despite his hesitations, Aden still knew what needed to be done. Saul wasted no time shedding his clothes. He walked up behind Victor and pressed his erection against Victor’s ass.

  Victor half-turned and pulled Saul into a kiss. The taste of the big cop could become very addictive. He briefly wondered if Saul and Dante were going to become regulars in his and Aden’s bed.

  He broke the kiss and glanced at Dante. “Kiss him,” he instructed his friend.

  With his fingers still in Aden’s ass, Victor returned his attention to Saul. “If you need to fuck someone, it’ll have to be Dante.”

  Saul scraped his teeth across Victor’s jaw. “What about your lover, can I fuck him?”

  He didn’t know how to answer. He knew the way he felt about fucking someone other than Aden, but he knew he couldn’t speak for his lover. Aden had only recently learned of his vampire blood. He may fully embrace the vampire views on sexual pleasure being part of the process of feeding, but it was a decision Aden would have to make on his own.

  “He’s not ready, but maybe someday, if he wants it.” Victor ran his free hand down Saul’s chest to his cock. “Nice,” he commented, massaging the crown with his thumb.