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“What are you
doing?” Jessie pounded on the man’s wide back, trying not to notice the
powerful tight ass flexing just below his head.
“Be quiet,
human,” the man responded.
“Not a chance.”
Now Jessie was getting pissed. The man just called him human like he was an old
piece of chewing gum. “What’s your name, asshole? I want to be able to tell the
police who kidnapped me.”
“My name is
Simon Craydon. You may call me Simon or Sir,” Simon informed him.
Before Jessie
could tell the man what he could do with that idea, Jessie was carried to a
black limousine. Standing next to the open back door was a scary, large,
black-haired man. Simon lowered Jessie into the car and pushed in next to him.
Immediately he grabbed Jessie and enclosing him in his arms. The whole thing
happened so fast, almost like warp speed, that Jessie didn’t have time to
react.
“Where would you
like me to drive you, sir?” the black-haired man asked, leaning slightly into
the car.
“Just drive
around for a while,” Simon ordered.
The closing of
the car door pierced through Jessie’s shock and he began to fight. He punched
at Simon’s chest, shoulders, and stomach, trying anything to get the man’s iron
grip to loosen. The only thing he managed to do was bruise his hands in the
process. Lifting his knee, he tried to aim for Simon’s groin and abdomen. That
only resulted in Simon moving in one motion, lying Jessie down onto the large
wide leather seat and covering his body completely. To Jessie’s utter
frustration his arms were now trapped against his sides.
“What do you
want?” he asked, looking up into Simon’s piercing green eyes.
It didn’t take a
genius to see that Simon was not happy. If Jessie was free, he would be able to
touch the spikes of anger exploding from the man. It was kind of weird, but it
was like Jessie had a direct line to Simon’s emotions. Fear gripped him when
beneath the anger he felt lust building and something firm pressed against his
leg.
“Calm down, your
fear stinks,” Simon ordered, wrinkling his nose.
“Look, Simon
Craydon. You need to let me go now. A lot of people saw you grab me. You know
they’ve probably already called the police,” Jessie pointed out.
“Let them,”
Simon answered. “Nothing will come of it. Certain people of authority know who
I am.”
“Am I’m supposed
to be impressed?” Jessie couldn’t believe how conceded this guy was.
“To be honest, I
don’t care if you are impressed or not,” Simon responded.
“You’re a dick,”
Jessie said.
“Why is it when
humans don’t like something someone else says, they respond by calling names?”
Simon asked. His tone so superior Jessie wanted to puke.
“Because you are
a dick. We, humans, call it like we see it,” Jessie answered.
“I’m going to
ignore your vulgarity and get this over with,” Simon said.
Simon’s face
leaned toward Jessie like he was going to kiss him. There was no way that was
happening and Jessie turned his head. Simon’s lips followed and Jessie turned
the other way. Simon reached up and cupped his cheek holding his head steady.
Now one of his arms was free and he tried to twist the man’s skin on his side,
except Simon was so muscled the skin was stretched taught and there was nothing
to grab. So Jessie dug his fingers as hard as he could between Simon’s ribs.
“Stop that,”
Simon ordered.
Jessie couldn’t
believe the man wasn’t even flinching. Okay, maybe he was a little impressed.
“Do you really think
I’d let you kiss me? I don’t even know you. And what I do know, I don’t like,”
Jessie informed the conceited man.
Through whatever
it was, Jessie could feel Simon’s determination. The man settled himself
heavily on Jessie and put both of his hands on either side of Jessie’s head,
holding him securely. Jessie couldn’t catch his breath he was so afraid.
“One kiss, then
I’ll let you go,” Simon said.
“Are you telling
the truth? You just want a kiss and I’m free?” Jessie’s heart was pounding so
hard it was banging against his ribcage.
“I am not a
liar,” Simon stated, looking down his straight nose at Jessie.
“Fine, you’re
not a liar. Let’s get this kiss over with,” Jessie said. He had had enough of
the big-headed man.
Simon lowered
his head and surprisingly warm lips covered his. Despite still thinking the man
was an utter ass, Jessie was pulled into the kiss. Simon deepened it and Jessie
responded, putting his arms around his back, hands caressing hard muscles.
Jessie became
lost in the amazing kiss and slid his tongue into Simon’s mouth, wanting a
taste. Their tongues came together and the kiss changed. Jessie opened his eyes
and a steely, determined gaze was looking back at him. Before he could pull
away, Simon’s hands tightened on his head and Jessie’s tongue was pushed
against the side of Simon’s teeth. Jessie felt a sharp pain and realized one of
Simon’s teeth had cut his tongue. Jessie was confused and tried to push Simon
away.
Jessie lost the
ability to take in air and something grabbed ahold of his heart. Panicking, he
tried to plead with his eyes, but there was no mercy in Simon’s green depths.
Jessie’s heart stopped beating. Terror encased him, and then whatever gripped
his heart exploded outward, searing through his body, searching for something.
Frantically Jessie
pulled his tongue back into his mouth, but his relief was short-lived when
Simon’s tongue followed, barging in. No matter how hard he tried, Jessie couldn’t
take any air into his lungs and black spots danced before his eyes.
In a last ditch
effort to be free, Jessie bit deeply into Simon’s tongue. Pulling his teeth out
of Simon’s flesh, he expected the ass to jerk away. Instead Simon wrapped his
tongue around Jessie’s.
In his mind’s
eye, Jessie could see the blood from their tongues swirling around and mixing
together. Then Simon moved his tongue to the back of Jessie’s mouth and he
unwillingly swallowed some of the warm mixture.
Instead of feeling
nauseous, the blood surged through Jessie’s system, making lights dance behind
eyelids that he hadn’t realized he had closed. His skin started buzzing and
nerve endings came to life.
Simon withdrew
his tongue and Jessie heard him swallow. Jessie opened his eyes, but only
blindingly bright light greeted him. The air around them snapped with static
electricity and tiny pricks ran over his body. Confused and afraid, Jessie let
Simon pull him closer into his arms. Seeking comfort, he instinctively buried
his head into Simon’s neck and breathed in the man’s essence. Immediately calm
rushed over him and the rest of the world faded away.
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