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All rights reserved. ***** Dusty scrambled up and dragged Thalos out of the way. A flaming pile of rubble landed in their wake. Dusty looked at it in horror. “Fuck!” Thalos’ wings shrank and disappeared. He struggled to sit up. “We’re safe in here. Let’s…get away from the steeples.” Dusty helped him stand. His face grew tearful as they heard a boom outside. Grit dropped on them from the ceiling. “He’s still attacking!” “He can’t come in, not even if he destroys the building. It’s hallowed ground.” Dusty looked at him. “How can you be in here then?” Thalos braced himself against a pillar. “Very…painfully.” “Damn it!” Dusty wiped his nose on his sleeve.
He put Thalos’ arm over his shoulder. They moved to a pile of broken pews and sat behind it. The walls rumbled. “I can’t deal with this!” His sobs grew hysterical. “Make it stop!” Thalos pulled him into his arms. “Shh. We’re safe. I’m here for you.” Dusty clung to him and wept. Thalos caressed his hair. He continued to reassure him in the most lilting voice he could manage. The church made him feel as though his bones burned inside of him. He still focused all his attention on Dusty’s trembling form. “I’ll protect you,” he whispered. Dusty looked up at him in anguish. “How is he able to do that? Not even you can do that!” “He’s using the Amulet of Eustachius. A relic. I know who he stole it from.” Dusty’s face crumbled back into tears. “Oh my God. Agents Randy and Sarah are dead.” Thalos squeezed him. “It’s my fault.” “What do you mean?” “I should have realized Frederick would betray us.” “He…?”
“Johann knew we were coming for him.” Thalos drew a long breath. The unrelenting pain made it hard to think. “Frederick was protecting his business interests.” “Then Sarah and Randy’s blood is on his hands. He’s dead.” Thalos swallowed. “He might still be useful.” “They had family. Randy—Randy was a father.” “He killed the waiter, also. I smelled his blood in the hallway.” “Fuck!” Dusty clung to him. Thalos soothed his back. The embrace filled him with almost enough warmth to forget his pain. They heard another crash from outside. Dusty’s sobs renewed. “I’ve fucked up so bad.” “Shh. I’m the one who underestimated him.” “I don’t care about a scapegoat.” He snuffled. “Sarah and Randy are dead. Just like that. They burned into nothing.” “We’ll destroy this monster, Dusty.” Thalos closed his eyes. “Once he’s gone hundreds of lives will be saved. It’s worth the sacrifice.” Another boom. A huge chunk of scaffolding crumbled down. Dusty whimpered. “Why does he have to be our enemy now? I don’t have any idea what to do. Everyone’s counting on me—I can’t handle it if more people get killed.”
“You’re not alone. You’ve got me. I’ll give you the strength.” “I don’t want to lean on you.” He fixed angry and tearful eyes on him. “I didn’t even want to go for you for help. Once I got it in my mind I couldn’t stop thinking about it. It’s that curse you put on me. I decided if I couldn’t resist getting you then you had to be my dog. My groveling servant. That would be the only acceptable way to work with a vampire. And that’s how it’s supposed to be. Not like this—with me clinging to you.” Thalos stared at him a moment. He could see the anguish in his face. “I’ll grovel for you in front of your agents. Don’t expect me to keep a wall between us when no one’s watching.” Dusty scowled with his face wet from tears. “I’ve been lonely far too long, and you’re who I want to be with.” “Shut up!” He leaned his head against Thalos’ shoulder. “Just…shut up and hold me.” Another crash sounded from outside. Thalos held Dusty against him. “This is how he killed my mother, isn’t it?” Thalos closed his eyes. He’d never felt so helpless. His beloved knew torture both within and without. He didn’t even know how he could keep him safe. Johann’s new power stunned him. He’d been naïve. Both he and Dusty had to bear this rude awakening. After a while the crashes outside stopped. Dusty dug out his cell phone.
“I can’t get a signal.” “We’d have to go near a window. Just be patient.” He frowned. “Dusty, Johann may have human agents working for him. He could send them after us. We can’t leave by the door. I’ll have to fly out the way we came in. We’ll escape right before dawn so no one sees us.” Dusty nodded. “I don’t know if I’m strong enough to get us out of here. I was injured.” He leaned back to stare at him. “What are you saying?” Thalos avoided his eyes. “I need to drink from you.” “Drink my blood?” He cringed. “Please, Dusty.” “Oh, fuck.” Dusty fumed through his nostrils. “You—you’re not allowed to get ‘intimate and sensual’ with me.” “When I do that it won’t be in a sweltering church with a madman trying to kill us.” Dusty unbuttoned the collar of his shirt. “There’s not going to be a ‘when’.” Thalos cradled the back of his head with a hand and drew him to his mouth. “Yes there is.” Thalos sealed his lips against his neck. Dusty flinched when his teeth penetrated, but soon relaxed. Their connection surged with greater intensity.
Thalos licked and gently sucked while soothing him with his arms. Dusty slackened, though not from weakness. Thalos knew he felt the same euphoric rush. They merged into a pile of heady warmth. He removed his mouth and swept back Dusty’s hair. His precious mortal stared at him with heavy-lidded eyes. Thalos wanted to kiss him so fervently. Did you like it so far? Please support us by grabbing the whole thing! Check out our Kindle, Nook, and Online Reading Page! http://yaoipress.com/kindle.htm Sign up for our newsletter to find out when the next new story comes out: http://www.ya-yaoi.com/tinc?key=xnOeN1MC&RegistrationFormID=76014