Excerpt: First Blood

First Blood - High ResolutionCasey woke with a dry mouth. His head felt like it was stuffed with cotton and his body ached with a hundred and one different pains. He rolled his head on the pillow and took a deep breath. Something smelled delicious, intoxicating. He opened his eyes, nostrils flaring at the scent. Whatever it was, he wanted it. Thirsted and hungered for it.

“Hey, you’re back.”

Jack’s voice came to him from somewhere nearby. The rustle of movement as Jack got up and leaned over him sounded loud to Casey’s ears. Casey groaned. Jack’s movement had unleashed another wave of the heady scent and Casey breathed it in, his body humming with need. He sat up and grabbed for his partner’s arm, pulling Jack to him.

“C’mere,” Casey growled. “Want you.”

“Easy there,” Jack smirked and tried to pull his arm free, but Casey gripped him harder. “Casey, take it easy!” he said a little more sharply. “You lost a lot of blood and–” His words were cut off as Casey jerked him closer and smashed his mouth against Jack’s, kissing him with a fevered hunger. Casey took Jack’s breath and robbed him of the strength to resist.

Casey felt his partner melt against him and he growled low, hunger, thirst, desire all rolled together in an intoxicating mix. He turned with Jack in his arms and slammed his lover’s body down on the bed. Jack grunted, shifting under Casey, pressing his hips upwards, letting Casey feel his arousal. The delicious scent grew even stronger, goading Casey into frenzy.

“Need you,” Casey grunted, his hands moving to the waistband of his partner’s jeans, wrenching the button undone. He pulled the jeans down, watching as Jack frantically kicked out of them, his hot gaze raking over the straining cock that curved against Jack’s belly.

“Need…” Casey trailed off with a growl, dipping his head to kiss and nip at Jack’s neck, tasting salt, sweat, Jack and —

Casey moaned, the hunger in him rising until he could barely contain it. He wanted, craved, needed — he didn’t know what he needed. Jack thrashed under him, moaning with desire, and Casey pulled back, looking into his partner’s eyes. Jack’s scent was overwhelming, hot and sweet and heady. Casey parted his lips, his breath ragged.

“I need.”

Jack looked up at him, his hair tousled, eyes blown with passion. He ran trembling hands along Casey’s arms, hips thrusting against Casey, his skin glistening with sweat.

“Please, Case.”


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