"I can get whores anywhere. Maybe you're the lucky bitch?" And there was truth to that. Rekker didn't sleep with many people at all. To get taken home this soon after meeting was even rarer. Usually Rekker went after feminine and athletic women but the Swede hit all the right buttons for THE ginger to want him.

"You're the one wants to be a whore." There's a laugh as he licks Bjorn down low by the navel. He had to pause, moaning from the rake of nails.

"Harder." He growled against Bjorn's skin then bit right over his hip bone, sucking and licking the skin. Rekker might be all over the place mentally but those high emotions that ran maddeningly through him hit the good as well as the bad emotions. His hands were all up the Swede's sides, stroking roughly as he bit his hip again. Maybe the whorish glam singer would beg for cock.