Retribution in Blood

Ozzie could sense Micah’s arousal as if it were his own. Even though he tried to fight it and not respond, one twist of Micah’s hips shredded his iron control. The movement caused Micah’s erection to brush against Ozzie’s thigh and in that moment, all anger fled, leaving behind blinding desire. Still, Ozzie tried to fight it. With an iron grip, he held Micah’s waist to make him stop. “Not now.”

Micah parted his lips slightly, showing off his still-extended fangs.

The site of them never failed to turn Ozzie on. Ozzie let out a low groan as his cock pressed painfully against the zipper of his uniform pants. “I mean it, Micah. We’re too exposed here.”

A frustrated sound burst from Micah’s mouth. “Please, I need you.”

The way Micah looked, his eyes so passion-infused they were nearly black and his cheeks flush with want, Ozzie knew he couldn’t refuse. Ozzie growled low in his throat before he grabbed a handful of Micah’s short, brown hair. Giving it a gentle tug so Micah’s head tipped further back, Ozzie began to lower his mouth. Once their lips were a mere breath apart, he warned, “Don’t think this gets you off the hook.” Before Micah could respond, Ozzie claimed his mouth in a hard kiss.

Micah dropped his weapons, the blades making a loud clanging sound, before he fisted Ozzie’s shirt and started to rub against him.

God, Ozzie loved it when Micah got this worked up. Not that he complained when Micah went the nice and tender route, but it always gave him a heady sense of power to know he made his sometimes-introverted mate lose control.

“Fuck me, now. Here,” Micah pleaded between kisses.

Ozzie cast a dubious glance around the filthy ground. “Are you sure?”

Micah thrust his hips forward, the movement edged with desperation. “Yes, we can do it quickly. I just can’t wait until we get back home, please.”

Ozzie still hesitated.

“Come on. It’s not like you didn’t already tackle me and get me dirty.”

With a nod, Ozzie put a firm hand on Micah’s chest and pushed him back. “Fine, but we do this my way. I’m in control.”

“Okay,” Micah readily agreed before trying to go in for another kiss.

Ozzie kept him back. “I want to hear you say the words.”

“You’re in control,” Micah replied, his voice heavy with passion. “I promise to obey you.”

“If only we followed that rule all the time. Maybe then I wouldn’t have to track you down over half the city.”

Micah may have whispered something that sounded like for you before Ozzie silenced him with another kiss. Micah instantly responded, his tongue darting out to caress Ozzie’s fangs.