Enthralled by the Vampire
After nearly a hundred years of fighting between the newly-exposed vampires and the humans, a tentative peace was reached. Adair knows he's not supposed to be outside the protective city walls after dark. When he decided to skip work and go fishing it had not been his intention to fall asleep. When he wakes up and finds himself face to face with a vampire he knows that he's in deep trouble. More
After nearly a hundred years of fighting between the newly-exposed vampires and the humans, a tentative peace was reached. It is 2167, a little over three decades after that first truce and the peace, though shaky, has lasted. The humans have retreated into their walled cities while the vampires have done the same. Yet the treaty also dictates that the vampires are allowed send out armed soldiers to reclaim all humans who are not safely ensconced in their cities by nighttime for night is their domain.
Adair knows he's not supposed to be outside the protective city walls after dark. Frankly, when he decided to skip work and go fishing in a secluded county pond, it had not been his intention to fall asleep. When he wakes up and finds himself face to pale, creepy face with a vampire, he knows he's in serious trouble. Being enslaved by a clan of vampires was never really his idea of a good time.
Caelin is the Captain of a retrieval unit of the Vampire guard on the brink of being promoted to Major. He's taking a group of new recruits on their very first mission to find and bring back any humans who might have gotten trapped outside the city. Though there has been a lasting peace, there aren't enough human defectors to feed the entire vampire population and so some unwilling participants must be gathered.
Adair is one such participant. Once he's in the vampire's grasp, all of his preconceived notions about himself are dashed. He had believed himself to be asexual but everything changes when it becomes apparent that he is Caelin's Thrall. He's the one human who's blood appeals to the vampire above all others and that siren call of lust and hunger cannot be denied.
Caelin made a strangled sound of defeat and, quick as a flash, wrapped his large arms around Adair's slender torso, holding the boy in place as if he were a vice. Ravenously, he pressed his mouth against the human's pulse point and began to lathe the soft skin with his tongue. Adair stiffened in response to this but made a little sound of pleasure before pressing back into the touch. He supposed the boy had assumed he'd be bitten straight off.
Caelin's saliva held analgesic properties that would make the piercing of flesh much easier. It also held aphrodisiac qualities that the human would discover soon enough. Evolution had conspired to make him the perfect feeding machine, he would have the boy begging to be bitten within the week. With that goal in mind, the vampire began to suck on that delicate throbbing pulse, drawing the blood to the surface and letting the intoxicating scent overwhelm him.
When Adair fell limp in his arms, Caelin knew it was time to begin. He bit down sharply, moaning in pure ecstasy as the first splash of warm, sweet blood flowed over his tongue. The human cried out in pain as the sensation of fangs sliding into his veins overwhelmed the haze of pleasure that had descended upon him. Just as quickly as it came, the pain was pushed into the back of his mind as Caelin began to suck.
The feeling was indescribably pleasurable, he could feel the blood being pulled through his veins and he reacted without thought, pressing his now throbbing erection against Caelin's side. He became desperate for contact and, without considering what he was starting, crawled into the vampire's lap and wrapped himself around the larger man. His body felt like it was on fire, little frissons of pleasure danced along his nerves and his insistent arousal began to take over his mind.