Page 74 of Sidhe
Sasha laughed at that,laughed. “Mutual…character flaw,” he chuckled, then cringed, then moaned, then gripped Nathan’s wrist that was attached to the tortuously moving hand jerking both of their cocks. “Nathan. No more…please…just…just…”
“Just what?” Nathan whispered into the hollow of Sasha’s throat before licking it, running his thumb over both their slits and mixing the pre-cum.
Blue eyes that already looked brighter sprung open. Sasha grabbed Nathan’s face and stared right at him as he said, “Save me. Saveme, Nate…I need you more.”
More than what, Nathan wondered. More than everything, maybe.
Nathan tried to reach over Sasha and crawl closer to the drawer with the lube, but Sasha’s thighs came up and trapped him, locking around his hips. Nathan loved the pheromones when they worked in his favor, and right now they were definitely making everything easier, previous pain and heartache momentarily forgotten.
He wet one finger with his mouth and reached down, leaving their cocks to merely grind again. It was almost distracting enough to disrupt Nathan from stretching the incubus, but he managed, more insistent moans than usual spilling from Sasha’s mouth at the slightest touch of Nathan’s finger inside of him.
Soon, Sasha pushed at Nathan’s hand to get it away then took hold of Nathan’s cock. The first real thrust had Nathan unraveling in layers, making him tremble from the intensity. Sasha had been weak like this only days ago and now he was right back there again. That had to make it harder, make the need for sex stronger, and Nathan was pulled right into the whirlwind of it—the pheromones, the circuit, their love strong and hot, even the anger and remorse that hadn’t faded yet; it all melded together. Nathan thrust hard but slowly inside of Sasha, rolling his hips, his arms holding Sasha beneath his knees, and it was right where Nathan belonged, no question about it.
Sasha clenched tight, his mouth slightly open in pleasure when his expression suddenly fell. Whatever had startled him just then, Nathan started to feel it too, enough that he was pulled brutally from his euphoria.
“N-Nate…” Sasha shivered.
It felt like clawed fingers were tearing at Nathan’s heart, even though Sasha’s hands were human and holding onto him gently.
Sasha lifted up until he was nearly sitting. Nathan accommodated, still maintaining their connection. Sasha tookNathan’s face in his hands. “You feel it…” he said, maybe a little amazed but also heartbroken. “Forgive me.”
“I already did. I said I did,” Nathan said, stomach tight since the friction and heat between them was still building.
Sasha shook his head, more tears gathering in his eyes and making them shimmer. “Forgive me forthis. For what I gave up. This feeling…it’s how close we are, Nate, how closeyouare to turning, right on the damn border, but I can’t bring you over. Even though we both want it…we can’t go past this. I’m sorry…”
Nathan understood. There was an absence, but more than that he could feel everything Sasha was feeling, the deep remorse shared equally between them. Everything was in place except for that final step, the part Malak had taken away. They could tangibly feel the loss of it and it burned inside of them.
Pulling Sasha up further into his lap, Nathan gathered the incubus to him. He was still so deeply buried in Sasha and he knew they couldn’t stop here just because it stung, just because it broke just a little more of their hearts to taste something they could never have.
“No,” Nathan shook his head, taking Sasha’s hands and holding them tight, “I already said we’ll find a way, and we will. Malak doesn’t get to win in this. Not this. Not with you. We’ll find a way,” Nathan said again, bringing Sasha’s hands to his lips and kissing the incubus’ fingers, a subtle movement of his hips starting their rocking again. “And one day we’re gonna go flying, and I’m not gonna be afraid. You know why?” He kissed Sasha’s lips, rocking slow and steady so that Sasha trembled in his arms.
“Why…?” Sasha gasped, even through his tears and their shared sorrow in the circuit.
Nathan forced a grin, forced it to be real. “Because. I’ll have wings too. Then we can take all the time in the world to be stupid with each other and mess this up. But every time, I promise you, every time…we will find our way home.”
He touched his father’s wedding at that. Home.
Touched Sasha’s medallion.Home.
“We’ll find a way,” Sasha echoed Nathan’s promise, sounding almost like he believed it, his neck arching with the renewed vitality of Nathan’s thrusts.
Nathan whispered to Sasha, keeping the incubus’ face close to his own so they never had to stop kissing; whispered nothing, whispered syllables that might have been words but couldn’t quite string together. Every lift of his hips, every rock of Sasha downwards against him was like a morphine drip, making everything else fade away around them.
They were close, and it was the craziest thing being able to feel Sasha’s climax building while feeling his own too.
“Nathan,” the incubus gasped, his fingers raking down the back of Nathan’s neck where he clung to the tiny hairs, his back arching up until his chest was right to Nathan’s lips and Nathan couldn’t help licking up to Sasha’s Adam’s apple.
Sasha jerked, his nails digging into Nathan’s scalp, and then he came between their bodies with a broken cry. Nathan felt the urgency of his own climax building that much more. He rocked harder into Sasha, seeking a fast and dirty end, until he came, hard and satisfying.
He didn’t remember much after that, but he knew, once he fell asleep wrapped around Sasha, that he was right where he was meant to be.
Thenextmorning,Nathanwas beyond pleased that Sasha woke up with a smile, and even if everything was not okay, it was on its way—at least between them.
“So what are we supposed to do now?” Alex asked, once they were all gathered in the bar area. The other seals and boarders that had been around had left, so it was merely Nathan, Sasha, Jim, Alex, Walter, and Wally lying on the countertop in cat form.
Iain was gone. Wally hadn’t chirped once since they burned his body.
“Did you ever stop to wonder, Nathan, why Malak was willing to make that amendment to your deal?” Walter asked. “Why he wanted you to return all those dark sidhe to the Veil?”
