When they finally returned home, Dylan dragged his lover into the house. Elliot, the traitor, had decided to stay with his grams for the night, especially since she had been waving the cat’s favorite canned food in front of him right before they left. His grandmother was certainly devious enough to bribe his familiar with food. He didn’t mind. He knew that Grams was feeling lonely.
“Bed, sweetheart?”
“Not yet. I want you to make love to me,” he whispered into the vampire’s ear.
“You’re an insatiable, horny—”
“Are you complaining?” he teased gently.
“Nope.”
Their lips met in a fiery kiss, tongues darting out to lick and caress each other as their hands were roaming all over. Their passion burned hotter with each passing second. He was desperate to feel Aurelius’ naked skin on his, so
