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"Time to get clean, Little Biter," he said.

Creighton didn't get a chance to argue. His Daddy strode into the bathroom and turned on the hot water. The entire time, Creighton stared at his neck, wanting to bite his Daddy there, wanting to get a taste straight from his vein, the one pulsing rapidly.

"I can scent your arousal, mate," his Daddy said, voice filled with humor. "What has got you so eager?"

Creighton tore his eyes away from the pulsing vein to look at his Daddy. The minute their eyes connected, he blushed. There was no denying that he was captivated. He started, in an attempt to find the words, then paused again. Daddy smiled, not pushing him to go faster, just listening and waiting.

Creighton closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then pushed the words out. "I was thinking about biting your neck. What you would taste like from there."

His Daddy's eyes flashed that bright color yet again, and Creighton whined in response. Oh, how he wanted.

"Soon, Little Biter," his Daddy agreed. "You can have me soon, but I must get you clean first. Then I need to get my scent all over you again. I want everyone to know you're mine."

"I'm yours," he said.

His Daddy nodded, and Creighton sank into the hold, letting his mind go blank as his Daddy washed him. He trusted Thalric. Trusted his Daddy, implicitly.

Nothing bad would happen to him in Daddy's arms.

CHAPTER 13

THALRIC

In all of the many, many years he'd been alive, Thalric had never experienced anything quite like being bitten by his mate. The lust he'd seen in his mate's eyes had stolen his breath.

He would have done anything to keep that glazed look in place. Anything at all.

But he didn't need to go out of his way. His mate merely wanted his blood. Thalric was happy to give it, happy to be connected even further to his sweet boy.

At first, he'd thought the Gnomes would give him away. The way they had bowed to Creighton was a show of respect, one they'd only give to people they believed worthy of it. Since Creighton didn't notice, Thalric didn't bring it up. No need to let that secret out before it was time.

Creighton had been too enamored with the Gnomes. His excitement was palpable, and Thalric believed that the magnificent creatures he considered friends were very happy to know that there was someone out there who appreciated them, who saw the beauty in their world and wanted to know more.

Creighton was unique. He was special. Thalric wanted to ensure his boy understood that, wanted his boy to feel how much he meant to him.

Their time together in the bedroom had made Thalric ravenous. He wanted more of his mate, wanted to wrap him up and keep him close always. Creighton trusted his Daddy.

While he might not know Thalric as he was in person, he still knew enough about the other man to be able to say with confidence that he was safe.

And now Thalric had Creighton in his arms. His boy was half naked, and while he'd been somewhat hesitant because he thought Thalric would leave after this visit, he'd believed Thalric's explanations and then sunk into a sort of dazed state.

Thalric chuckled softly to himself, not wanting to jar his boy. The water poured in the shower, and he needed to get himself unclothed and get the rest of his boy's outfit off.

First, he took Creighton's glasses off. The delicate item worried him. He felt as if they would break if he stared at them for too long.

With Creighton's glasses off, Thalric was able to convince his boy to lean against the counter as Thalric dropped to his knees and opened his boy's pants. He eased everything down, taking extra care to not hurt Creighton.

His boy was still semi-hard, and even though he was a bit out of it, he could probably still feel what was being done to his body. Thalric got his pants off along with his socks and shoes, then sat his naked boy on the counter while he stripped his own clothes off at a much faster pace.

Creighton watched him, still dazed, but Thalric could sense the lust riding off his mate. His cock hardened, happy to know that he was bringing pleasure to his boy in some way.

When he was fully bare, he lifted Creighton from the counter and walked them both into the shower stall. Water poured down all around them, and steam filled the space. It felt wonderful on Thalric's stiff muscles. While he had relaxed after getting to his boy and having things work out, he could admit that the tension he'd held had been there for a while.

Now that it had all passed, he could admit that maybe he'd been feeling more nervous than he expected.

The water beat down around them, and Thalric held his mate close. "Little Biter," he said, when the small vampire nuzzled against his chest.

The water running down Thalric's skin had felt glorious a moment ago. Now it was arousing, because every single drop that came, Creighton would lick up. Thalric groaned as his mate's tongue swept over him again and again. How could anyone resist his boy? He was thankful not to have to fight anyone for his boy's attention, but he still pondered over how anyone could pass him up.