He landed on the ground in front of the Gatehouse doors, a little wobbly but gentle enough that he and Sasha both held their footing. The twins dropped down beside them, in their true forms too since they had leapt from the roof. They were even more beautiful that way, Attoinette’s hair fuller and golden, Epica’s wild with blue streaks throughout instead of just the one spot, making Nathan wonder if she had been born with it. Both of them had dark rose-colored markings, like nymphs. Nathan couldn’t help enjoying the way their bikini coverings looked more like lace woven around their bodies.
“Ooo, Nathan, we’re so proud!” Attoinette squealed, practically mauling him.
“Not too bad. Knew you just needed a…push,” Epica grinned.
Nathan laughed around Attoinette’s hug, letting himself fade back to human, which Attoinette joined him in as she pulled away, and Epica followed suit. “You’re so getting paid back for chucking me off,” Nathan pointed accusingly at Epica, “but I guess I can’t complain with the results. That was actually…halfway awesome.”
Attoinette giggled happily, Epica smiled, clearly proud of herself, and Sasha merely leaned into Nathan.
“Bedtime though,” Nathan said, his eyes locked on Sasha’s still wide-eyed but smiling face. “You got your rooms all settled,right?” He looked to the twins. They nodded and all of them turned to head inside.
The Gatehouse was dark and empty-looking, it having grown late throughout Nathan’s failed attempts at flying, meaning everyone else was probably asleep.
“You two better keep your hands off each other until we’ve gotten through some feeding lessons,” Epica warned them, her voice hushed as they walked through the dark bar.
Nathan knew that, but even the thought of just sleeping with Sasha beside him sounded nice. “I’ll behave if he does.” He bucked Sasha with his shoulder. “How exactly…areyou gonna teach me the feeding thing? I can already kind of, ya know…feel certain things, I just gotta learn how to not take too much, right?”
“Well, there are several ways we can walk you through it,” Epica said, only to be interrupted as her sister suddenly grabbed her arm.
“And I know just how to start.” Attoinette bit her lip, her gaze devious as she glanced up the stairs. “You feel that? Nice and…familiar? No better way to give Nathan a taste, doncha think?” She winked and started skittering up the steps ahead of them.
Epica’s smile quickly became as devious as her sister’s, but Nathan couldn’t for the life of him figure out what they were talking about. What could they possibly feel from upstairs that would help Nathan—
It hit him like a pistol whip to the face.Sex. His senses hadn’t been used to picking up on it, or maybe he was too distracted and tired at first, but now, after just a few steps up the stairs, Nathan could feel it almost as if he were part of the experience.
It was what Sasha called ‘hotel runs’, something he hadn’t had to do in a very long time, feeding from the sexual energy given off by an autonomous couple, heady and strong. Someone washaving sex in the Gatehouse, no doubt about it, and with no seals currently staying the night it was obvious who that had to be.
Jim.
Chapter 30
“Nofuckingway.Idon’t even think I can be up here with…” Nathan trailed as another wave ofsexhit him. “Shit. Being able to feelJimhavingsex? Way too creepy. Though also about fucking time.” He shuddered to prove his point, much as he also felt a wave of pride roll through him. It wasn’t just that he could feel the sexual energy; he could feel that it wasJim, feel Alex too, feeleverything.
“Mmmm,” Attoinette hummed, first to reach Jim and Alex’s door as she practically plastered herself against it. “He is something else, huh? Don’t be weirded out, Nate.” She glanced at him, her eyes already heavy-lidded. “It’s such a great way to teach you. No danger involved. And mmm,” she hummed again, her voice hushed but still a little too audible for Nathan’s liking. “You shouldn’t be trying to block this. It’s good stuff.”
“Look, it’s just…a little wrong to me, okay?” Nathan said, fighting the feeling of just how good it felt even when he wasn’t trying to take the sexual energy in. The closer he got toapproaching the door, the stronger it felt, like tiny rivulets of pleasure racing through his veins, so much stronger than how it felt when Sasha shared the circuit.
“Nathan, you don’t have to think of it as Jim,” Sasha tried to reason with him, his voice a much more sensible whisper. “You’re not feeding from him. You’re feeding fromthem. You’re feeding off of how they love each other, how they connect. What’s wrong about that?”
Did Sasha even listen to his arguments before he spoke them? It was Nathan’s brother and his practically sister-in-law, that’s what was wrong about that!
“Come on,” Sasha said in a soothing voice, leading Nathan by the arm that much closer to the door.
Attoinette moved away, allowing Nathan to take her place. Nathan really should have been more capable of controlling his limbs, but he couldn’t seem to stop Sasha from taking his hand and placing it flat on the door.
Pleasure coursed through Nathan immediately, stronger and so unlike anything he had ever felt before; unlike the circuit, unlike sex physically, just…so different. He felt his pulse racing but it wasn’t, felt hot and like he was breathing heavy, but his body wasn’t reacting at all. It was all mental, emotional,metaphysicalright down to his soul. Damn, did Jim love that girl.
Nathan tried to pull himself away, succeeding only in falling back against the door instead, Sasha and the twins standing before him. He knew that the twins were letting him take it all now, letting him feed off the sexual energy Jim and Alex were giving off as they made love inside the room. Saying ‘made love’ instead of ‘fucked’ somehow made this easier.
“So how do I…do this?” Nathan managed to ask, barely able to keep his eyes open.
He couldn’t see anything—thank goodness—but he could feel how slow, how deep and shuddery they were being, just enjoying each other. He could feel love too, so much love, and desire sparking from it like an electric shock. Alex was definitely leading, and because of how she drove Jimwild, he was letting her, completely given over. Finally.
It was fuckinghot.
“H-How…do I…?”
“It’s okay, Nate, just breathe,” Sasha said.