Lindsey paused briefly at the edge of the bed as the memories of last night washed over him like holy water. He could still remember the wicked pleasure he had on this very bed and in reverse, the pain and torment Dean suffered at his hands. But seeing that Dean didn't seem too disturbed by the evidence that still remained, Lindsey tried not to be either. After all, he made his bed, now to sleep in it.

Climbing in after Dean, Lindsey hesitated only briefly before he moved up to spoon behind the other vampire. He wrapped his arm around Dean's waist again and pressed the length of his body right against the other man until his soft cock was nestled against the cleft of Dean's ass. Regardless of what the firm wanted, Dean was his. "You're mine."