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time, I found other sources for blood like Roberto, and turned from beating hearts for feeding. My strength now would crush them. My lust would incinerate them. Only another vampire can handle me. Have you been with any? You meld into their world as though you were still one of them.”
    “I have not. I wanted to be human again so badly that I didn’t trust myself not to take my anger out on them.”
    “And what vampire is your preference, Dane? Male or female?”
    “Right now?”
    “Yes,” Jorge breathed, his lips barely an inch away from Dane’s. “Right now.”
    “Decidedly male.”
    Nothing else was said. Nothing else needed to be said as Jorge took Dane’s mouth in a kiss. There was no preliminary searching for the right angle. There was no tentative tasting. It was all passion and taking, and hunger and giving. Jorge slid his tongue against Dane’s and drew him into a tangle of teeth and wet sucking lips.
    Thoughts of sex and love making and fucking and…and… Cuddling? Oh yes, cuddling filled his brain and body with longing. Jorge pressed himself against Dane and in turn pressed Dane against the window.
    He wondered what could be seen from the walkway down below and it heightened his desire to think they could see exactly what was going on.
    He gripped Dane’s hands and lifted them above his head, pushing against the see-through wall. Harder and deeper he kissed Dane, thrusting his hips toward the blond vampire, feeling the ridge of his cock brushing against the ridge of Dane’s.
    Jorge wrenched himself away, put some space between them and Dane let his arms fall back to his sides. “I could take you where you stand,” Jorge muttered, his clothes falling to the floor without his ever touching a stitch, a button, a zipper. The heat from inside his body melted the seams that held his pants, shirts, even his shoes together.
    “No one is stopping you.”
    Dane’s gaze traveled over Jorge’s body, slowly, inch by inch. He felt that gaze as though it were a touch, as though it left flames in its wake. Dane focused in on Jorge’s cock and the longer he stared, the harder Jorge became.
    “Those below will see.” Not that Jorge cared, but Dane worked among them, lived among them.
    “It is a two-way window,” Dane said, his long fingers slowly slipping buttons from within their confines. He stripped off his jacket, his vest, and finally his shirt after pulling the tails from his pants. Those came next and Jorge was riveted to the spot, unable to stop watching the striptease. It wasn’t being done as a tease or an enticement. It was Dane, not wanting his clothes messed up, being meticulous, and unconsciously sexy.
    Once naked, he stood proud. The blond hair on his head matched that of his arms and legs, chest, and the curls between his thighs.
    His cock was… “Dear God, Dane.”
    “I could say the same,” Dane said softly as he reached toward Jorge’s erection. Light pressure from Dane’s fingertips made him shiver. There wasn’t much a vampire felt on their skin, but through their arousal, every physical sensation heightened.
    “At least being vampires we are still blessed below the waist.”
    Dane laughed in agreement, but soon the laughter faded, replaced by hunger once more when Jorge pressed them both against the glass again.
    Groans filled the air and bounced off the window. Humans milled around below, unable to see the passion taking place above them.
    Jorge bit into Dane’s bottom lip, his sharpened incisor breaking the skin, leaving a pinprick of blood shared between them. Dane thrust his hips forward and drew his lips back over his teeth, baring his own fangs. Jorge licked them and hardened further when Dane bit down on his tongue.
    “You want to play that way, do you?”
    “You started it.”
    Jorge licked up Dane’s neck, taking his earlobe between his lips. “Yes, I did. I intend to finish it, too. Turn around. Hands braced.”
    “Oil is in the bathroom.”
    “You want