Adorjans pov

No one was shocked that Declan claimed Milo. We all knew it was coming, Milo didn't always like being around the group, but he was an incubus; he needed the sex and the pleasure to feed.

Kalon slipped into my room, quickly shutting the door, as shouts and laughter could be heard from the living room.

"Darling, as much as I love you in my presence, I'm not feeling that good, so I'm here, not with all the rowdy boys."

I said, not bothering to turn to look at him.

"Yes, but they're boring! And they won't-" he paused.

"Never mind!" He squeaked out.

I turned on my heels coming face to face with the brunette boy, with beautiful blue eyes watching me innocently as if he had almost slipped a secret or essential message.

I lifted his chin with my first finger and cocked my eyebrow at him.

"Speak."

"No..." He whispers.

"Kalon..."I draw out my words slowly, giving him a stern glare. He lets out a little squeak of fear.

"They won't share their kinks..." he says shyly, watching the ground.

"But whatever, you're too busy anyway."

He turned around to the door. He started a fire in me. I couldn't help myself.

I grabbed his wrist, pinning them above his head quickly. He lets out a gasp. I walked him backward slowly till his heels hit my bed, showing me I had his trust.

He trusted me to guide him and handle his body.

A sly smirk appeared on his face.

"Let's see your powers..." I say slowly. His eyes go wide. "U-uhm okay..." he sputters out.

I take hold of his hands carefully.

He watches his hands. They slowly become red.

I quickly press his fingers to his chest.

He lets out a hiss and looks up at me, confused.

"What the fuck was that for?"

"Well, you wanna talk kinks, temperature play." I educated.

"You have a temperature kink?"

"Oh, I don't - but I know someone who does."

"Who?" He questions. I press a finger to his lips and slowly lift the shirt off his body.

My senses seemed to be heightened as I felt like I could see his heart beating out of his chest.

I let it go, pressing gentle kisses down his torso. He sucked in his beautiful stomach as I kissed down to his waistband and backed up. I was making sure to leave plenty of kisses on my favorite spot on his neck. I could hear his voice hitch as I did so.

"F-feed..." he stuttered out.

"What?" I gave him a confused look.

"I want you to drink my blood." He whispered.

My eyes instantly snapped red as I squeezed my eyes shut quickly, looking away from him.

"N-no, I wanna watch, don't hide." He whispered, pulling my jaw to face him.

"I- fuck, I can't control it. It won't be me." I gritted through my teeth. My heart was pounding out of its chest. I knew my vampire was trying to get out.

"Please...let me see." He watched me with pleading eyes.

I watched him as my eyes fluttered slightly.

My neck twitched slightly, making me wince in pain.

"Adorjan?"

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I shook my head slowly, watching him with hungry eyes. It had been too long since I got out, especially with the new boy.

It made me frustrated that I had to share him. Vampires mate for life, but Declan gave me hope that I could claim Kalon.

"Ah ah ah, sweetheart. Adorjans has gone. He's always too scared to let me out." I chuckled.

"My name is Cassian, and trust me, Adorjan and I are very different, Angel."

He forced a swallow watching me nervously. I tucked a piece of his hair behind his ear.

"You look so nervous. Is it because you know watching you cry makes me incredibly turned on?" I smirked.

"Wait, what...?" His voice shakes as I push his chest so his back hits the bed. I flipped him over, kissing down his neck. He shivered into my touch.

"Did Adorjan bite you? Pathetic. There's barely a mark. Trust me. When I'm done, you won't be able to hide my marks." I bit into him roughly. I didn't bother sucking. I let my hands roam his body as he arched his back, pushing his ass into me.

"S-shit, that uhm, hurts." I didn't bother to respond. Instead, I reached around to stroke his dick.

Pleasure and pain, I love how well they go together.

I sucked, gently enjoying his sweet blood.

"Oh fuck, Cassian, that's so much." His eyes rolled back his voice came out quiet. I pleasured him while slowly tasting his blood. His body is trembling slightly, making me smirk against his neck.

I retracted my fangs before kissing the wound and removing his pants.

"Adorjan could never give you this much pleasure, right, baby?" He hummed softly.

I lined myself up after lubing his entrance, I may be a sadist, but I'm not cruel.

I thrust into him while I bit down on the opposite side of his neck. He gasped as his voice hitched.

"Shit! Fuck..." his voice came off surprised but eventually melted into pleasure. I held his wrist with one hand as his neck with my other hand, with my fangs sunken deep into his skin.

I thrust into him faster. "It's so much pleasure, fuck Cassian." He moaned out.

I pounded his ass as his eyes brimmed with tears, threatening to fall. I wanted to see him cry, knowing how hard I fucked him, causing him an overwhelming amount of pleasure.

"I-I don't feel good..." he whispered. I slowly pulled my fangs out to give him a questionable look.

God fuck, here we go.

I slowly pull out of him, flipping him over. He's going to need some juice or something.

His eyes roll back slowly as they close, his face was extremely pale, all the color had drained.

"Fuck! Kalon!" I slap his face. Juice, he's going to need juice.

I run downstairs to get him something when he wakes up.

"Oh, hey, Adorjan," Vance and Eli stand in the kitchen. I don't acknowledge them as I open the fridge. I kept my head low so they didn't see my eyes.

"Adorjan..."

Vance calls out in a threatening tone.

He grabs my shoulder, forcing me to look at him. It took everything in my power not to pin him against the fridge and tell him to fuck off. But I knew Adorjan would be pissed.

"Cassian." His eyes narrowed in on me.

"Where's Kalon?" Eli said after staring at me shortly. It was more difficult for Eli to read my mind due to my powers.

"Where the fuck is Kalon?" Vance called out.

"He's, erm, taking a little nap?" I questioned.

They both pushed past me, running upstairs, to find the small boy, lying lifeless on my bed with two punctures on each side of his neck, as a small amount of blood dripped out.