hot.”
Something tapped him on the head and he looked up. He smirked and took the tiny tube out of Gabriel’s hand.
“Expectant, aren’t we?”
Gabriel glared over one shoulder, black hair threatening to cover his face. “More like hopeful.” Jesse slicked two fingers and circled the puckered hole. Gabriel moaned, his eyes rolling back a little. “And needy.”
“Can’t argue with that.”
Jesse held his breath and eased his fingers into the unbelievably tight heat. Both of them groaned at the same time, Gabriel sounding a bit more guttural and desperate.
He pushed his ass back for more, driving Jesse’s fingers deeper.
“Goddamn. So fucking tight,” Jesse hissed, pumping his fingers in and out.
“Been… a while…” Gabriel panted. “Jesse. Please…”
As bad as he wanted to shove his cock into Gabriel’s ass, Jesse loved watching his lover writhe, body moving back and forth with Jesse’s fingers gliding in and out.
Need, however, won out, and Jesse pushed his jeans down his thighs and rubbed his cock over Gabriel’s entrance. Then he withdrew his fingers and pressed in, gasping at the slick velvet encasing him.
Gabriel’s words degenerated into unintelligible sounds. Growls, moans, grunts…
every single one punctuated Jesse’s thrusts. Jesse realized with startling clarity that his heart thundered against his ribcage when he’d even forgotten it beat at all. Then came the shocking, intoxicating scent of blood.
“Oh, God. What did you do?”
Gabriel reached back, grabbed Jesse’s hand, and then released it. Blood covered Jesse’s palm and without a second thought, he licked it clean. A shudder stole up his spine and he leaned down. His thrusts slowed, yet grew harder and deeper. Gabriel bared his neck.
“Fuck,” Jesse whispered, his voice grating with the effort of holding back.
“Now.”
With a low growl, Jesse bared his teeth and sank them into Gabriel’s flesh. Sweet, rich blood pulsed over his tongue and beneath him, Gabriel shouted, bucking between Jesse and the ground as his ass tightened in rhythm to Jesse’s orgasm.
Chapter Two
“How big is Abaddon? Hell, where is it?”
“That’s hard to say.”
“Huh?”
Gabriel rolled over onto the grass and sighed. “Abaddon is nothing like your world. Where Earth has finite space -- the planet itself, I mean -- Abaddon does not. It simply doesn’t exist in the same… reality.”
Turning his head just enough to see Gabriel, Jesse had the distinct feeling there was a lot more to it than Gabriel let on. “Compare it to something then. Is it like Hell --
or at least like the pictures?”
“Consider who you’re talking to,” Gabriel chuckled. “Trust me, Hell is whatever a soul makes it. Abaddon is a world of what humans would call living nightmares.”
“Isn’t there anything good there?”
Gabriel gave him a wry smile. “No.”
“What about you?”
Several seconds passed before Gabriel answered. “The way into Abaddon is deceptively simple.” He stood and held out his hand. “We’d best go.”
Jesse let Gabriel pull him up, but he couldn’t help wondering why the man had avoided the question altogether. Gabriel had never hurt him. Hell, Jesse owed the man his life. Pulling on his clothes, he shoved the thoughts to the back of his mind for the time being and followed Gabriel into the house. “What did you mean about the way into Abaddon? How do we get there?”
“A mirror,” Gabriel said before opening the door leading down into his sanctuary. “Carved from the ice of Erifield Summit.”
“What is that?”
“My keep sits atop a mountain range and overlooks the city of Terrova. Erifield Summit is the highest peak, encased in ice.”
“Wait.” Jesse stopped halfway down the passage. Gabriel turned with a questioning look. “Is there more shit I need to know about you?”
“What do you mean?”
Jesse gestured toward Gabriel with an exasperated sigh. “You’re a vampire, a demon, the son
Something tapped him on the head and he looked up. He smirked and took the tiny tube out of Gabriel’s hand.
“Expectant, aren’t we?”
Gabriel glared over one shoulder, black hair threatening to cover his face. “More like hopeful.” Jesse slicked two fingers and circled the puckered hole. Gabriel moaned, his eyes rolling back a little. “And needy.”
“Can’t argue with that.”
Jesse held his breath and eased his fingers into the unbelievably tight heat. Both of them groaned at the same time, Gabriel sounding a bit more guttural and desperate.
He pushed his ass back for more, driving Jesse’s fingers deeper.
“Goddamn. So fucking tight,” Jesse hissed, pumping his fingers in and out.
“Been… a while…” Gabriel panted. “Jesse. Please…”
As bad as he wanted to shove his cock into Gabriel’s ass, Jesse loved watching his lover writhe, body moving back and forth with Jesse’s fingers gliding in and out.
Need, however, won out, and Jesse pushed his jeans down his thighs and rubbed his cock over Gabriel’s entrance. Then he withdrew his fingers and pressed in, gasping at the slick velvet encasing him.
Gabriel’s words degenerated into unintelligible sounds. Growls, moans, grunts…
every single one punctuated Jesse’s thrusts. Jesse realized with startling clarity that his heart thundered against his ribcage when he’d even forgotten it beat at all. Then came the shocking, intoxicating scent of blood.
“Oh, God. What did you do?”
Gabriel reached back, grabbed Jesse’s hand, and then released it. Blood covered Jesse’s palm and without a second thought, he licked it clean. A shudder stole up his spine and he leaned down. His thrusts slowed, yet grew harder and deeper. Gabriel bared his neck.
“Fuck,” Jesse whispered, his voice grating with the effort of holding back.
“Now.”
With a low growl, Jesse bared his teeth and sank them into Gabriel’s flesh. Sweet, rich blood pulsed over his tongue and beneath him, Gabriel shouted, bucking between Jesse and the ground as his ass tightened in rhythm to Jesse’s orgasm.
Chapter Two
“How big is Abaddon? Hell, where is it?”
“That’s hard to say.”
“Huh?”
Gabriel rolled over onto the grass and sighed. “Abaddon is nothing like your world. Where Earth has finite space -- the planet itself, I mean -- Abaddon does not. It simply doesn’t exist in the same… reality.”
Turning his head just enough to see Gabriel, Jesse had the distinct feeling there was a lot more to it than Gabriel let on. “Compare it to something then. Is it like Hell --
or at least like the pictures?”
“Consider who you’re talking to,” Gabriel chuckled. “Trust me, Hell is whatever a soul makes it. Abaddon is a world of what humans would call living nightmares.”
“Isn’t there anything good there?”
Gabriel gave him a wry smile. “No.”
“What about you?”
Several seconds passed before Gabriel answered. “The way into Abaddon is deceptively simple.” He stood and held out his hand. “We’d best go.”
Jesse let Gabriel pull him up, but he couldn’t help wondering why the man had avoided the question altogether. Gabriel had never hurt him. Hell, Jesse owed the man his life. Pulling on his clothes, he shoved the thoughts to the back of his mind for the time being and followed Gabriel into the house. “What did you mean about the way into Abaddon? How do we get there?”
“A mirror,” Gabriel said before opening the door leading down into his sanctuary. “Carved from the ice of Erifield Summit.”
“What is that?”
“My keep sits atop a mountain range and overlooks the city of Terrova. Erifield Summit is the highest peak, encased in ice.”
“Wait.” Jesse stopped halfway down the passage. Gabriel turned with a questioning look. “Is there more shit I need to know about you?”
“What do you mean?”
Jesse gestured toward Gabriel with an exasperated sigh. “You’re a vampire, a demon, the son
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