First Time with the Gay Vampire (Gay Romantic Suspense)

A Little More Private

Drew gulped nervously. He shook his head up and down.

"Ah," Ben said quietly.

Drew waited for more. What did "Ah" mean? It could signify anything from "That's great, that's just what I wanted," to "Are you kidding me with this crap? Screw off, kid," to "Hmm, I'm surprised you admitted that."

Drew feared he had already blown his chances now of blowing something else later. He pinched the inside of his own palm. What was he thinking? He wasn't supposed to be thinking like that at all!

"So, are you a sucker or a bleeder?" Ben asked with a deadly serious tone.

Drew's mouth fell open in surprise for a moment. Then he saw the playfulness in Ben's dark eyes and the grin forming in the corners of Ben's mouth.

"I thought you were serious," Drew said with a relieved laugh. "You totally had me going there for a second. You were listening before? When I was talking to that other guy?"

"Guilty as charged, officer," Ben teased, mocking Casey's voice again.

"But where? I didn't see you. How could you be close enough to hear us?"

"I wasn't that far away. Just sitting over there at the corner table. Watching. Waiting."

"For?" Drew asked.

"You. I've been waiting a very long time – for you."

This time, Drew noticed the lack of playfulness in Ben's eyes or a grin anywhere on his face. "Have you been here long?" Drew asked tentatively.

"No," Ben answered, purposefully being as evasive with his answer as he knew Drew had been with the question.

Drew put his hands in his pockets, drawing his arms closer to his body. He looked intently at the man who seemed to be about ten years older than his own age of twenty-five. Drew's mouth went dry as he rephrased the question, the answer to which could change everything. "Ben, how long have you been waiting?"

The black eyes stared back at him. "Nearly one hundred years."

"A century? That's a long time indeed," Drew sighed with a faint smile. Internally, he willed his heart to slow down. He told himself to be cool or he might never get what he came for.

"Are you thirsty?" the vampire asked as he gestured toward the bar.

"I might ask you the same question," Drew replied.

Ben arched his eyebrow. "Touché," he said with a bemused smile trying to break free from behind his stoic expression.

"Perhaps you'd care to dance," the vampire suggested. He held out his hand.

Drew slowly reached out and clasped fingers with the creature of the night. In addition to the cool temperature, he found the vampire's skin surprisingly smooth.

Ben silently led him into another room of the club in which slower, softer music filled the air. A few couples swayed in each other's arms on the dance floor.

Despite the minimal lighting, Drew could see other couples at various tables along the walls. Some laughed and whispered in each other's ears while others let their hands, lips, and other body parts do the talking instead.

Ben pulled Drew into a tight embrace. He moved them both effortlessly in time with the music.

Drew comfortably rested his head on the vampire's shoulder. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of the taller man's arms somehow cradling him both gently and firmly at the same time. "You're a good dancer," Drew murmured.

"I've had a lot of time to practice."

Drew leaned back so he could look the vampire in the face. "Do these time jokes ever get old to you?"

"I see what you did there, with that phrasing," Ben laughed. He twirled Drew around and brought them face to face again.

"How old are you anyway?" Drew asked.

"Didn't your mother teach you it's impolite to ask a vampire his age?"

"My mother didn't believe in vampires," Drew said acknowledging the great irony with his voice.

"Did she believe in her son finding the right man with whom to spend his life?"

"That she did."

"Then, I'd say you're a lucky man. In my day, most people didn't even admit that love between two men existed."

"I'm sorry," Drew said sincerely.

"Don't be. They're all gone. But I'm still here." He looked into the young man's eyes and added, "With you." Ben pulled Drew closer and whispered in his ear. "So I think that makes me the lucky one now."

With every word falling from the vampire's lips, Drew found it harder and harder to resist his charms. So many contradictory thoughts ran through his head simultaneously.

"There's something special about you, Drew. I can't put my finger on it."

"Something tells me you're going to try," Drew replied as he felt the vampire's crotch press against his thigh. The hardening below Ben's waist left no doubt as to the vampire's intentions.

"I can feel it," Ben said as he closed his eyes. His tongue quickly darted over his lips and disappeared into his mouth again.

"Feel what?"

"Your heart. It's racing. Pumping all your blood through your veins." The vampire's hands gripped Drew's arms tighter as he spoke and the primal urges built up inside him.

Drew looked around the room. Nobody else seemed to notice the two of them. What if Ben bit into him right here? That would be a disaster.

He'd always heard of the dangers of trying to hold off a hungry and horny vampire. What if Ben had already reached the point of no return?

"Let's get off the dance floor and find a table," Ben suggested in his low, seductive voice. He took a step away and immediately picked up on the hesitation in Drew's body as Drew took a reluctant step in the same direction. "Let me guess. You don't like to go that far on a first date?" Ben said.

Drew laughed a little. "Got to give them something to look forward to."

"That's right. You said this is your first time. How insensitive of me. Please accept my apologies. I believe something a little more private would be appropriate."

Drew jumped on the point right away. "Yes. Private. That's it. I feel very self-conscious here with all these other people."

"I just want you to be comfortable." Ben held Drew's hand as he started to move towards the front door.

"Is there a back door?" Drew asked. "That's where I parked."

Ben led the way in the opposite direction.

The sincerity behind his eyes tempted Drew to give in to the vampire right then and there. The young man had to force himself to stay focused and control his own desires.

They exited Club Fangtasy hand in hand.

The cool night air slapped Drew in the face when they got outside. Still, he welcomed the change from the stuffy air inside the club.

Drew felt his n*****s stand in salute under his shirt from the abrupt temperature change. At least he tried to convince himself to blame the weather for the reaction in his chest.

"That's my car over there," Drew pointed.

The vampire squeezed Drew's tight ass as they made their way to the car. Drew reached for the door handle. He barely opened the door a couple inches before Ben slammed it shut with a well-placed hip check.

"Why did you do that?" Drew asked.

"Because I want you. I need you. Now."

Drew heard the urgency creeping into the vampire's voice. It scared and excited him at the same time.

"I'll make you feel things you've never felt before," Ben said as he threw his arms around the young man, bringing him in closer, practically crushing him in the strong grip. "You will be mine!" the vampire promised.

Drew's entire body shook. "If you only knew how much I want that right now..."

Ben ran his hands through Drew's short hair. His fingers traveled down the younger man's neck.

Drew bent his head to the side, purposefully exposing more of his delicate skin. He swept his hand upward along the bottom of his hairline, giving Ben even more area to investigate.

The vampire's fingertips tingled with anticipation as they lightly caressed the smooth male flesh beneath them. They explored the surface gently as they sought out the pulsing artery beneath the skin.

"That feels incredible," Drew murmured. A shudder went up Drew's spine from the cold touch and tickling sensation on his neck, not to mention the other sensation stirring below his waist in his jeans.

Ben continued to search slowly, despite the urges building in his own body. He'd learned over the centuries that this form of feeding foreplay, this delayed gratification of temporary self-denial, only made the eventual piercing all the more satisfying.

The vampire's sensitive fingers felt the warmth and the slight pulsations beneath the stud's skin. He'd located the exact spot he would drink from on Drew's neck. He smiled as he felt the quickening of the young man's pulse.

With his heightened sense of smell, Ben detected Drew's perspiration and pheromone release. The young hunk had been telling the truth. This really would be his first time with a vampire – maybe his first time with any man.