The room reeked of sex, blood, and possession. The sheets were ruined, torn and stained, but neither of them moved to change them.
Kai lay on his stomach, too tired to shift, too dazed to care. His body throbbed in places he hadn't known could ache. And still, the way Adrian's fingers skimmed over his skin made heat pulse low in his belly.
"I should let you rest," Adrian murmured, his voice low and silken, but his hands were doing the opposite tracing over every bruise, every mark he'd left like a collector admiring his favorite art. "But then I remember how you begged me not to stop."
Kai let out a soft whine as Adrian's hand slipped lower, cupping him with tender cruelty. "Y-you said you were done…"
Adrian smirked against his ear. "I lied."
He rolled Kai gently onto his back, and Kai winced his thighs trembling, his lips bitten swollen. Adrian kissed him there, slow and reverent. "You did so good for me. Let me worship you, mi cielo. Let me ruin you again but softer this time."
He dipped down, between his thighs, and Kai arched with a gasping moan.
Adrian's tongue was sin.
He licked him clean, slow and thorough, each pass making Kai shudder, helpless under the vampire's mouth. When Adrian slid two fingers back inside, working him open again, Kai cried out, thighs falling open like a bloom to light.
"Please, I can't"
"You can," Adrian whispered, crooning like a dark prayer. "You're mine. You will."
He slipped up Kai's body, kissing him with a mouth that still tasted of sweat and salt and blood. Then he entered him again slow this time, like a promise. Deep. Precise. Cruel in how gentle it was.
And Kai? Kai broke for him all over again.
Whimpers turned to sobs as Adrian moved inside him, one hand on Kai's chest, the other stroking him to life again. "That's it… take me again. Let me carve my name into you."
It wasn't just sex now it was something rawer. A claiming. A vow.
"I love you," Adrian breathed, just as Kai shattered in his arms, back arched, mouth open in a silent cry.
And then Adrian followed biting into his own wrist and pressing it to Kai's lips.
"Drink," he ordered. "You gave me your body. Now take me."
Kai drank, dazed and shaking, and the bond between them ignited with fire, with something holy and profane all at once.
When it was done, Adrian pulled him close, burying them both in blankets that smelled of everything wicked.
"You're mine," he whispered again, more softly now. "And I'll kill the world before I let it take you."