Black Hearted

Part 65

Sean arched back against the floor. His skin felt like it was tingling all over. There was a growing fire in his veins that he had never felt before. Was it a full moon tonight? Wasn't it still daylight? If it was an upcoming full moon, than it would certainly explain his primal urges and increasing pheromones that were clearly affecting Mark. However, the tingling fire in his veins seemed to be something else. It clouded his mind like a fog and gave him a strong urge to fight back. Mark took his wrists, pinning them up over his head as his other hand held onto his throat firmly to keep him in the kiss. Sean thought Mark's grip was a bit tight... Yet, he found that he didn't care all that much. Baring his teeth, Sean hissed out to Mark in a strained dark voice. "Mark... Something's wrong... Where's Nate?" Mark brushed his lips over Sean's, grunting out seriously. "Don't care. His loss." Sean groaned into Mark's demanding kiss. He didn't want to hurt Mark, but even his own body wasn't acting right. He felt like his head was spinning in a whirlpool.

Afraid that he was losing himself, he focused on misting himself like Nate had taught him. He had to clear the air in order to clear his head. Misting himself had worked just enough to feel like he had sat up from a thick humid fog. Revealing to him that the cabin itself had a thin fog rolling across the floor that he hadn't noticed. When had that fog rolled in? Watching a dim purple static flicker in it, Sean struggled beneath Mark, breaking the kiss to snap out. "Mark! Focus! Nate's in trouble!" Mark kept him firmly pinned down, lifting his head to suddenly show that his eyes were completely black. Sean felt the fog starting to seep back into his system. Fear was setting in. Apologizing, He brought his knee up into Mark's balls. Mark fell into a bow with a loud groan, releasing him reluctantly. Stiffly Sean rolled to his side, trying to mist himself more but it was harder now. Something was happening to Nate and it was affecting him through their paramour connection. Sean staggered to the door, falling to his knees as a wave of pain in his jaw brought him to his knees.

The pain had been far worse than anything physical. As he tried to recover, he put a hand on the door and listened to the sound of soft distant humming. The sound was eerily familiar. He'd heard it before. The Siren Queen. What was he doing to Nate?! Sean forced himself to grab the doorknob and cursed the fact that it was locked. Grabbing the lock, he froze as a sword moved slowly over his shoulder to nestle inches from his throat. Sean licked his dry lips, carefully looking over his shoulder to try reasoning with Mark... only to freeze as Mark leaned in so confidently to claim his lips in an almost tender kiss. Sean whimpered slightly as the fog relaxed his muscles and practically made his body lean back into Mark. Mark's hand curled around Sean's chest to grab his throat. Holding Sean by his throat, Mark lower his sword and carefully pulled Sean up to his feet without breaking their heated kiss. Once Sean was standing upright, Mark slammed him up against the door and began biting Sean's bare shoulder possessively.

Sean's nails grew out to claw the door as Mark's teeth caused moans to escape his throat. Across the backs of his shoulders, Mark panted out with blind desire. "Sean... Don't leave me... I need you." A shiver ran down Sean's spine as he breathlessly, uttered out. "Mark... I know it's hard to fight the moon's power... but we're in danger..." Mark's tongue licked up his spine, making Sean quiver with increasing need. At the back of his neck, Mark playfully licked him again before purring out in a deep buttery voice. "Nate's a big boy... he can take care of himself." Sean shook his head but could feel the mist tingling his toes as it crept more and more from beneath the door. Nate's fog wasn't just affecting him on the outside. Something was playing with Nate on the inside and he could feel it through their connection in lusty bursts. Was the Siren Queen seducing Nate mentally through a powerful illusion?! How was that even possible? Nate had taught HIM how to counter Sirens. How could one get their hooks into him this emotionally deep. Unless...