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“As in a totally hotincubussomeone? Coz that would be freaking amazing. I would love you forever. Well,” there was a well-placed, leading pause, “course you know I already do, Nate, we just can’t all be lucky like too hot to handle redheads and get one of you for free.”
That must have been some sort of cosmic cue because the bathroom door opened right then, slowly, as if Sasha had turned the knob and then simply tapped it with a finger. Nathan nearly dropped the phone when he turned his head to look at the sound of that dull creak.
Sasha was half-changed into his true form, like maybe he was too hungry to fully contain himself. That thought alone sent little shocks of heat straight to Nathan’s groin. The way Sasha’s skin was pale but not quite white, his hair shaggier but not really long, his ears just slightly pointed, his fangs glinting, his eyes flickering red, his fingers black but not yet claws—Jesus. There weren’t wings yet but Nathan was halfway to asking for them with the way Sasha licked his lips and let one side of his mouth curve promisingly up.
Sasha was naked, those tribal tattoos dark and beautiful, starting low on his hips and coiling down his thighs and around his already very hard length. He had their lube dangling from his blackened fingers.
“Yeah, I…gotta go, kid,” Nathan tried to keep his voice from cracking as he stared at what an enticing treat Sasha made for the eyes, and how smug he looked knowing just what the mere sight of him did to Nathan. “You, uhh…you be safe. Let me know when you’re headed here, okay?”
“Wait!” Leven protested, his voice more distant since Nathan wasn’t really listening anymore. “What about thissomeone? Is it an incubus? Who? Is he hot? You have to tell me!Nathan!”
“Talk to you later, Leven.” Nathan flipped the phone closed.
Then he opened it again and turned it off. Best to be safe. He didn’t want any interruptions. Not this time.
Chapter 52
“Getyourassoverhere,” Nathan called huskily, pretty much tossing the phone over his shoulder and not caring where it landed. He stood from the bed and moved to meet Sasha halfway, in no state to play coy or be patient. He was at half-mast by the time their hands finally reached for each other.
The way their embrace spoke of ravenous, immediate need, their mouths hot and hungry, their tongues lapping with deep strokes, and their bodies already moving, sliding, grinding—it was just so wonderfullyraw.
Nathan needed to get out of his clothes.
Then, the next second, he was on his back, on the hard floor, with his shirt jerked up to his neck, andfuck, how the hell hadthathappened? Sharp blackened fingers dragged down Nathan’s ribs while a hot mouth sucked along his skin to a nipple. Half of Nathan didn’t want this to go so fast, because they were both admittedly pent up and wouldn’t last long if they didn’t slowdown, but the other half just wanted to rut and grip and thrust until they came.
Feeling his cock twitch painfully within the tight confines of denim as fangs bit with just the right amount of pressure into his neck, Nathan hastily slithered his own hands down his body to the clasp of his jeans. He kept waiting for some phantom pain to rip through his skull or back, because how else had he ended up on the floor if not tackled, but the pain never came. Sasha was one hell of a ninja when the situation called for it.
“Christ,” Nathan grit out, jerking his jeans down as far as he could, barely making it down his hips because of how heavy Sasha was on top of him. “Forget the fucking foreplay,” he hissed with scant coherence, trying to mouth along Sasha’s jawline but unable to really reach with how Sasha had one of his ears between his teeth. “Need you in me now.”
“Fuck, hearing you say that’s hot,” Sasha growled, his voice totally having gone over to the incubus side, and that just got Nathan itching for hard, fast relief that much more.
Pulling up, Sasha let his knees find balance on either side of Nathan’s thighs and tugged those constricting jeans the rest of the way down in one harsh motion, taking the shorts easily down with them. The sudden striking of cool air on Nathan’s skin made him hiss and press his head back into the floor.
Sasha was almost feral with how wild he looked, his hair growing even as Nathan looked up and watched, those red eyes flashing, a low growl in the back of his throat. Somehow Sasha managed to will one of his hands to become fully human again as he reached down between their bodies and Nathan spread his legs invitingly.
The lube appeared again, somehow—Nathan didn’t care how. How much time he actually allowed for preparation, he couldn’t be sure of either, but it felt like only moments before he was pleading,demandingthat Sasha take him.
As soon as the words, “Now, just…please,” left Nathan’s lips, Sasha pushed in, filling him, and forcing his back to arch with that first firm thrust.
Reaching up for something to grip onto, Nathan found a well-muscled bicep, tight with how it was clenched, his other hand raking over Sasha’s chest, clawing with blunt nails at the soft skin. Nathan’s jeans were still caught around his ankles and kept getting in the way of there being only skin between them, but he didn’t care, bare in the places that mattered, even with his shirt still bunched up around his neck.
A moan keened out of Nathan when Sasha twisted, aptly finding that bundle of nerves that made him shudder down to his toes, fangs just barely visible as the incubus’ mouth fell open with a growl.
Sasha came first, hard inside of Nathan, the heat of his release bringing Nathan that much closer to his own end, but it wasn’t enough, not yet, and the frustration of that had Nathan mewling pitifully. Before his mind could fully process what was happening, Sasha pulled out, careful so as not to sting, then climbed down Nathan’s body, swirling his tongue around the thick beads of pre-cum weeping down Nathan’s cock.
A harsher cry broke haggardly from Nathan’s throat, heat pooling quickly in the depths of his gut. He was close now, so close, as Sasha’s lips wrapped around his head and sucked until his hips jerked up, up again, and then he was coming, spilling wantonly into Sasha’s mouth.
The incubus licked his lips in satisfaction, staring wickedly up the length of Nathan’s body. “I…guess I really needed that,” Sasha’s voice came out hoarse and raspy.
Laughter choked in Nathan’s throat he was so breathless, his head dropping back before he managed to lift it again and look at Sasha—his incubus. “No shit. You and me both, baby.Fuckyeah, we needed that. Come here.” Nathan raised a limp andheavy hand, reaching for Sasha’s face, his fingertips grazing the smooth white skin of Sasha’s cheek. Sasha was still mostly human but his incubus was definitely showing.
After Sasha crawled his way back up Nathan’s body, they stayed there for a moment, sticky and spent, Sasha comfortably heavy on top of Nathan. It would have been easy for Nathan to fall asleep, even on the hard floor, but he had other plans.
“Don’t get too comfy now,” he spoke into the side of Sasha’s head, lips brushing soft, dampened red hair. “Now that that’s outta the way…we can take our time with round two.”
A low laugh from Sasha rumbled its way through Nathan’s neck where Sasha’s lips were gently pressing. “Round two? Aren’t you exhausted? It’s still early, ya know. Just because I’m buzzed from feeding doesn’t mean you don’t have the right to nap for a while.”
“Says who? I don’t want to sleep ‘til we’re out for the night. As hot as that first round was…I need more before I let this day go. Needyou. Need as much of you as I can get…”
