AN: This is dedicated to slasyhbits for the great icon she made for me. Thank you.
They fell down in a tangle of limbs, not sure who had initiated the first move.
Adrenalin was flowing through their bodies and their clothes were still damp with the blood, of the future predators and their own.
When they kissed they tasted blood on their lips, sweet and sticky and yet strangely arousing.
The blue eyes staring down at him were dilated and wild just like his own dark ones were.
He was revelling in the knowledge that he had not lost someone this time. All the people under his care were still alive.
What better proof could he get than to feel the man pulsing deep inside him.
He didn't think about the implications of letting Cutter take him. He could show him who was in charge another time.
This was to celebrate life.
And James Lester did exactly that, showering them both with a spray of cum as he shouted out his triumph.