Chapter One
Six months later...
Tank sat outside the hospital entrance, watching Niles speak to another doctor as they were both leaving. He gripped the steering wheel in his hands when the other doctor stepped closer to Niles, his hand coming to rest on Niles arm in what appeared to Tank as a familiar gesture. Niles was smiling warmly at the other man, seemingly unconcerned by both his closeness and the touch.
Tank fucking hated it. He was standing way too close to his mate.
He growled under his breath, fighting the urge to jump out of his car and run over to the other man and punch him in the face. Niles’ head snapped towards him and their eyes met across the parking lot. He said something to the man stood next to him and walked over towards Tank.
Tank kept his eyes on the other man, watching him watch his mate walk away before he too left. Fucker got the message.
Tank got out of his truck and leaned against the side waiting for Niles to reach him. He crossed his arms over his chest, glancing over at the other doctor and watched him get into his car.
"Targon."
Only Niles and his mom called him by his given name. Sighing, Tank said, "It's Tank."
"I prefer Targon. It suits you better." Niles glanced around the parking lot and said, "This is an unexpected visit. Why are you here?"
Tank ran his hand over the back of his neck, unable to meet Niles' gaze. "You know why."
Niles nodded. "The mate pull," he murmured quietly.
Tank looked away, his shoulders slumping. "I don't know what to do here, Niles," he admitted.
"I know." Niles gave him a small smile. "You only date women."
Tank glanced away, his eyes watching the clouds float across the night sky. The moon was bright, lighting up the parking lot. There were millions of stars in the sky and this was the reason Tank loved living here. That and the forests and his friends and now his mate.
He shoved his hands in his pockets and sighed. He had no idea what to do. He felt the pull to Niles but had no idea how to react to it. He liked women and pussy, not men and dicks, and the thought of having sex with a man made him slightly queasy. However, when he thought about having sex with Niles, he had a different unexpected reaction.
"How does this mating thing work anyway," he asked. He hadn't wanted to ask any of the mated couples because he didn't want them to know what was going on. He knew they'd push him to Niles and Tank needed to get his head around it all first.
Niles shrugged, moving to lean on the truck next to Tank. "Something in you calls to me. I felt it before I even saw you. I knew I had to find out what it was and then I saw you and I knew. There's a connection between us, like a meeting of two halves. Yin and Yang. Some vampires believe fate matches us to the person who is perfect for us. That person who will help us be the best we can." Niles frowned. "We fit."
"What about kids? I want them and I don't think I can get you pregnant."
"Surrogates, adoption. If we use a surrogate, we could use the same one each time, so the children are true siblings."
"Human or Vampire?"
"Doesn't matter as long as they are ours." Niles pushed away from the car and looked over at Tank. "We're a long way from children, don't you think?”
Tank nodded, scuffing his sneaker on the ground. "I gotta be honest. I'm struggling with this. Women, pussy, yeah, I know what I'm doing." Niles cringed at the word pussy, causing Tank to smile. "Men and dicks. No fucking idea."
"Let me show you." Niles stepped closer as he spoke, so there was only a small gap separating them.
"Top or bottom?"
"I switch. I like it both ways." His eyes shimmered, red bleeding into them.
Tank swallowed hard. A dick in his ass? "You wanna stick your dick in me?"
"Yes, I do, and much, much more."
Tank actually felt his ass tighten, and he wasn't entirely sure if it was because it wanted it or not. Niles closed the distance between them, moving in between Tank’s legs and kicking them apart. Tank gasped when he felt Niles’ dick. He was hard, and Tank could feel it.
He swallowed again watching the faint red glow deepen in Niles' eyes. He didn't know how to respond, and his hands seemed stuck, hovering in the air near Niles, but not touching him.
"You can feel what you do to me," Niles whispered close to Tank's ear.
Niles took Tank's hand and rubbed it over his dick. Both of them moaned and Tank froze.
"Niles..."
"You can feel it, Targon. Why do you fight it?"
"I... I'm..." Tank licked his lips, staring into Niles eyes, the glow almost hypnotizing him.
"Scared of the unknown,” Niles finished for him.
Tank nodded. "I'm a fucking adult, Niles. I shouldn't feel like this."
"It's okay. We can go slow. I've waited months for you. I can wait a little longer."
"I'm sorry. This isn't fair to you."
Niles smiled at him. "I'll survive."
"But-"
Niles silenced Tank's words with his lips, sliding them across Tank's. Tank gasped and Niles slipped his tongue in. Tank's hands gripped Niles' hips, and he moaned quietly when their tongues touched. He'd never kissed a man before and he could feel the difference. The slight stubble on Niles' face scratched his skin and Tank could smell aftershave, not perfume.
Niles' lips were soft, and Tank angled his head so he could deepen the kiss. He needed more of what Niles was giving him.
Niles groaned and his hands wrapped around Tank's waist, pulling him closer. Tank shivered, feeling the full evidence of Nile's arousal rub over his hip and felt his own dick respond, hardening in his jeans.
Their tongues danced languidly, touching and tasting. Niles teased Tank, coaxing him to kiss him more and Tank gave in, giving him what he wanted.
He was fully hard now, he could feel his dick press uncomfortably against the inside of his jeans, and he wanted to pull it out and watch Niles lick and suck it. On his knees on the ground, making him come.
Niles stepped back, breaking the kiss, leaving Tank panting in the dark, his hands reaching out for him.
"Think of me," he whispered breathlessly.
Tank stared in shock, as Niles turned and walked away, leaving him panting and aching against his truck. When Niles reached his car, he got in and drove away, leaving Tank stood watching. His dick was still hard, an aching throb in his jeans, and he knew he had to get home and finish what they'd started.
Groaning harshly, he got in his car and drove away. If tonight was a taste of the future, then Tank was willing to try.