Black Hearted

Part 56

Mark pressed his lips to Sean's, savoring the softness of them. He could tell Sean was barely breathing beneath him. Running his hand down Sean's side, he slipped his hand under the hem of his shirt and carefully pulled it up only enough to expose a little bit of his pale skin. Sean broke the kiss with a sharp inhale of breath, causing Mark to stop and watch him closely. Sean lowered his eyes to the blanket, then whispered out in a wispy voice. "I'm ok..." Mark glanced over at Nate with worried eyes. Nate patted his thigh to reassure him, then scooted up more to carefully unlace Sean's pants. Mark pet Sean's exposed side, looking back up to Sean's face. Sean was watching them both with a slightly worried expression. Mark kissed his forehead, whispering to him lovingly. "Just say the word and we'll stop." Sean shook his head, mumbling under his breath. "No... I... I need this." Mark tilted his head to kiss Sean's cheek in such a playfully way that it made Sean blush and giggle.

He liked when Sean laughed. He wanted him to laugh more. Sean tilted his head back and Mark leaned in to kiss the front of his throat. Sean gasped, his whole body tensing for a minute. Mark brushed his teeth over Sean's flesh, his eyes glaring at the bite on his neck. The very idea that someone had left marks on Sean made him angry. Sean's skin was too pure to be tainted by such a disgusting bite. Mark leaned over him more, his teeth sliding over the reddened bite. Sean shivered beneath him, his breath turning into heavy pants. Nate grabbed Mark's leg in warning, but Mark ignored him. He couldn't allow Sean to be afraid to bare his throat for him. Not when he loved leaving love bites on him. Mark pressed his teeth to match the bite and Sean arched back with a loud whimper. Nate's fingers dug into his leg in a stronger warning, but again Mark ignored him. Sean was his and no Siren was going to take Sean from him through fear. Mark applied pressure to his reddened flesh and Sean moaned loudly.

Sean's hands slammed against the floor, his nails digging into the wood as his talons grew out. All down his arms and sides, runes began to glow in ripples. Nate let out a low whistle, muttering out softly to himself. "Whoa... Easy Mark. You're playing with a loaded gun." Mark removed his teeth to place a sloppy kiss over the bite, before purring against Sean's flesh in a deep lusty purr. "I've never been afraid of a loaded gun. I'm not afraid of him." Nate huffed, informing him seriously. "You say that now, but he may pull the trigger not realizing it's you." Mark brushed his lips over Sean's chin, going to his lips again as he growled out in a deep daring purr. "Then so be it. I was always told that love would destroy me." Mark lifted his lips just a little to let Sean look at him. Through half-lidded eyes, Sean stared at him with beautiful glowing green eyes. Sean was panting heavily, his eyes so fragile looking. So innocent. Mark locked his eyes with his, telling him in a serious lusty tone. "I couldn't control a creature like you if I tried. But I'll risk dying to steal your heart."

Sean grinned, breathlessly whispering back. "You wouldn't know what to do with it if you got your hands on it." Mark smirked devilishly, bringing his lips close to Sean's before answering wickedly. "Of course, I would. I'd hoard it." Sean suddenly arched away from Mark's lips with a moan of surprised passion. Mark bit his lower lip, glancing back down toward Nate. Nate had removed Sean's pants and was now playfully kissing his inner thigh. Sean began to giggle between moans, his leg tensing in Nate's hand. Nate sucked on a sensitive spot high up on Sean's inner thigh, that made Sean squirm into a fit of giggles. When Nate popped his lips off Sean's flesh, he licked his lips hungrily, purring up to Mark devilishly. "Oh, I'm sorry? Were you having a moment?" Mark chuckled to himself, while Nate playfully added. "You are not hoarding him to yourself with me around. I demand my fair share." Mark slid a knuckle across the side of Nate's lips, then pointed to the scar along Sean's hip where he had harpooned him.

Nate nodded, shifting in between both of them just a bit. Nestling between them, Nate slipped his arm between Sean's pale legs and pressed his lips to Sean's scar. Nate kept Sean's hips up close to his chest, his hand clawing up and down Sean's spine. Listening to Sean softly moan, Mark grabbed Sean's raised leg to pull it over Nate's shoulder. Sean obeyed, his heel hooking over Mark's hips. Mark stroked Sean's leg, leaning back in to claim his parted lips. Mark wanted to do more, but his back limited him. While kissing Sean, Nate's hand took a hold of Mark's wrist. Taking his hand away from Sean's leg to guide it closer to himself. Mark refused to break his kiss with Sean but felt Nate's mouth encase both his middle and ringer finger. Understanding what Nate was doing, Mark adjusted closer to both of them. Claiming Sean's tongue in a lusty kiss, he moved his hand to Sean's ass in unison with Nate's. He let Nate go first, letting him curl his fingers into Sean's ass. Nate's palm cradled Sean's balls, while his fingers sank into him to find his sweet spot. Sean broke the kiss with Mark the second Nate found it. Mark licked Sean's throat lovingly, enjoying the way Sean's body trembled with pleasure.