“Did he say what it was regarding?”
Jackson’s voice ricocheted along the empty hallway and Malcolm shuddered. Oh, to listen to that sound for the rest of his life. Bliss.
He forced his mind back to the question as they opened the door of the library and entered.
“Actually, we used that as an excuse to speak to you privately.”
Jackson stared at them a moment, then walked across to the fire. Malcolm could feel Jackson’s worry but also a quiet strength that was very uncommon.
Jackson turned and put his hands behind his back. The light from the flames illuminated his fine skin and thick ebony hair. Beautiful didn’t begin to describe their third.
Malcolm groaned and almost laughed as Eric sat down into a chair. His knees were quite weak also, but he remained standing.
“We have been searching for you for our entire existence, Jackson. Do you not feel our connection?”
Malcolm spoke calmly, hoping the young man in front of them would not run from them.
Instead Jackson smiled, innate arrogance wafting off him.
“I’m sorry, gentlemen. I don’t quite understand what you mean. You have been looking for me your whole lives? You could not be much older than I. What you say makes no sense.”
Malcolm smiled at the logic. It was true. He and Eric looked barely thirty, as Jackson did. Inside however, their hearts were old.
Malcolm was the more blunt of the two of them. He decided the situation needed an aggressive attack.
“We are vampires, Jackson. We have been alive for hundreds of years. We have searched for a person who smells as sweet to us as you do. We had given up hope, but now that we have found you, we needed to have the chance to meet you. Privately.”
Eric nodded in agreement, and together they watched the play of emotions of Jackson’s face. Oh, he was magnificent, and he would taste even better.
Jackson just stared at the two men who were trying to convince him they were vampires. Two extremely handsome men who had had one too many glasses of port, it seemed.
“Gentlemen, it has been a pleasure meeting you, but I need to go. If you need a ride home, let me know, and I will arrange something for you.”
He stepped away from the fire and moved to exit the room. Suddenly, the one called Malcolm was behind him, pressing his cock into Jackson’s buttocks. He gasped and attempted to step away. How repulsive.
Malcolm’s strong arm came around his chest, and he moaned as Eric also stepped in close. They needed to let him go.
“You may not wish to admit how much you want us, but we can smell your desire for us.”
Jackson turned his head away and went still. He would never admit to the unnatural feelings he had always harboured. These men aroused those feelings in him; they were very handsome. But how did they know his darkest desires? Those feelings he could barely admit to himself, despite the fact no woman had ever satisfied him.
He could not be a sodomite. He just couldn’t.
“Then you are either crazy, or you have bewitched me, because I feel no such thing.”
They laughed and pressed in harder. He gasped again, his nipples tingling in arousal.
“We told you. We are vampires, not witches.”
Malcolm pressed his thick cock in between Jackson buttocks and began a steady thrusting motion while Eric rubbed his hard cock against Jackson’s.
Pleasure radiated throughout Jackson’s whole body. He could not contain the moan that escaped his lips. He closed his eyes and tried to escape the maelstrom of sensation he was being pulled into.
Never before had his cock felt like it was going to burst from so little contact, and his balls throbbed from unreleased tension. He clenched his fists into balls at his sides. He wanted to touch them. He wanted to move his pelvis with Malcolm’s thrusts. What the hell was wrong with him?
Malcolm began to kiss the side of his neck and whisper to him. His lips were soft but persistent.
“Come home with us. We can show you so much. Give you more pleasure than you ever dreamed possible.”
Tamsin Baker is an Aussie girl who only found erotic romance about ten months ago. Before that she read sexy romance, skipping the plot looking for the ‘good bits.’ Since then she has written and obtained 14 contracts of varying lengths with erotic romance and erotica. She absolutely LOVES reading and writing it! She has two other jobs, kids and a hubby too, but writing is a passion that she has to indulge, for fear of insanity.
M/M is a passion of hers so even in her menage stories, there is always M/M. Female domme is a fun one to write too, but she is open to all genres. One step at a time she is learning to read more and write more. Soon she’ll have stories published in every sub genre of erotic romance – or that is her aim anyway.
Congratulations on your newest release, Tamsin, and it was a pleasure having you as my guest today!