Taming Of The Beast - 30. Chapter 30

“You’re amazing, you know that?” Mason said as they both stepped out of the car. Their date had been beautiful, magnificent, and magical to the point that neither had wanted to leave the restaurant, but once they had seen how late it truly was, they had no choice.

Bastian chuckled at that. As he shut the car door, he could feel that everyone had left the safe house, everyone had seemed to make their selves scarce. He knew that they had not gone very far but the welcome peace was welcome for the night, “I know, it’s a beautiful thing, isn’t it?”

As they both walked inside, they were greeted with a dimly lit house; it was beautiful. Bastian knew that Luciana must have gotten both Roark and Run to perform some of their magic to make the night extra special.

He had been so busy admiring the place that he had not noticed Mason’s look of desire; he crept up behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist. He kissed his neck almost to a point of biting, Bastian grinned as he turned himself around to face his mate. It was time. Their union was not exactly a good time but they both felt it. Their desire for each other far out outreached each other’s problems. Mason would forever belong to him, and he to Mason for the rest of their lives.

They tore each other’s clothes as they made their way into their room, they shut the door behind them as Bastian’s fangs showed through his grin as he plumped on the lush, soft bed of expensive silk. he knew that Mason was not afraid of his fangs or who he was. He had had enough time to cut and run after finding out who he was but he hadn’t. He had stayed and fought with him, albeit not much. Mason had a lot to learn but he would learn it as he went.

Bastian watched as a half-naked Mason pounced on him, he admired his eyes as Mason allowed them to change to their werewolf color of beautiful red signifying that he was the heir apparent of the pack. Bastian bit his lip as he took Mason’s lips into his own. He kissed him with carnal desire; he ran his fingers across Mason’s rock-hard biceps. He followed suit as he allowed his eyes to also change into their animal color.

Mason kissed his neck, making him limp into the action. He was consumed with desire as he watched Mason plant kisses on his biceps then his stomach, he licked his lips as he helped Mason take off his pants and Mason’s throwing them on the floor.

He ran his fingers through Mason’s hair as he directed him to his member; he sighed as Mason took his member in his mouth. Mason bobbed his head as he licked his member like a lollipop; he took his balls in his mouth as he licked. Bastian could hear the hums that came out of Mason’s lips.

Bastian ran his fingers through Mason’s hair as he bobbed and licked. He wanted to give Mason the same pleasure. He pulled him up, tasting himself on Mason’s lips. He turned them so that Mason was lying on his back and he was on top; he licked his lips as he licked the pre-cum that oozed out of Mason’s member. He tasted delicious and his. He licked and bobbed and took his time on his mate’s member; he wanted to taste him and enjoy his time with him. He knew that this might be their only time together intimately like this as they faced war.

He was surprised when Mason turned him; he could see what Mason had in mind. He bit his lip as he was prepared gently by his love, each finger that slowly slid into him made him want more. He felt full when he felt all four fingers inside him. He gasped as he opened his legs and Mason settled between them. His throbbing member slowly entered him. Gasping, he felt really full, but pulled Mason into him so he was all inside of him.

“Please.” Bastian begged as Mason slowly started to move inside of him.

Mason nodded as he moved faster much to his mate’s delight. Bastian’s fangs felt the tinge as he once again pulled his mate to his lips. When their lips met they felt the connection that would forever bond them; it was there and it was coming together like they had always known. Bastian’s eye caught Mason’s neck; his fangs slid into his mate’s neck and their bond was complete in vampire terms as Mason was now his. He knew that as soon as Mason’s cum exploded into him, he would forever be marked as Mason’s as well.

He continued to drink from Mason’s neck as Mason thrust into him faster; he could feel his blood on his tongue; it was delicious and delectable. He couldn’t have asked for a better mate. As the blood ran down his throat, he knew that it would forever be his favourite drink. Vampires often drank from their mates when they were intimate or when they needed more energy or power. Only the mate of the vampire could fill the vampire.

He moaned in pleasure as he felt Mason’s cum inside him. As his own cum exploded between them, he was in heaven. He was and forever will be Mason's, just as Mason would forever be his. He kissed Mason one more time before they both lay on the bed exhausted from their activities.

“I hope I didn’t drink too much from you.” Bastian said softly.

Mason shook his head, breathing hard, “No, just enough.”

Bastian let out a loud chuckle. “Just enough? You do realize that; that was probably one of many times I will have to do that. My vampire side craves the taste of its mate’s blood on my tongue.”

“You worry too much, mate of mine.” Mason said as he leaned in for a deep kiss.