Page 111 of Changeling
When Jim left for the bathroom later, Attoinette tugged Sasha’s arm and pulled him close, pleading for a dance. Since the incubus smiled and gave in, Nathan figured he had an obligation to look after the other sister. The short-haired blonde with blue bangs to match her eyes and that alluring star tattoo quirked her lips and obliged, moving into Nathan’s body.
“I’m guessing you’re the older sister.”
The twins had angular faces, sharp and symmetrical, except for their dainty noses. Attoinette’s crinkled when she smiled or giggled. Epica’s just gave a little twitch. “And don’t think I don’ttake those ten minutes seriously,” she said. “Cam mentioned that he thought you and Jim reminded him of us with how much you’d pretty much do anything for each other. I can admire that. Family’s important. And Sasha’s family. Kills me we stayed away for so long. Never had a run-in with a seal myself, but I know Sasha’s no turn-coat. And as for you and your brother, way I see it if you meant Sasha any harm, you’ve had plenty of opportunities.”
In his periphery Nathan caught sight of Jim returning. He met his brother’s gaze for a moment before saying, “Good to hear you think so,” and smoothly passed her over to Jim. “Keep this poor girl company, will ya?”
Soon Jim had a bouncing blonde on either side of him as Sasha moved for Nathan again. Nathan felt Sasha’s presence more distinctly this time around: the occasional and brief hand at his hip, breath on his neck, or just the way Sasha kept moving in close to him. It was something of a tease and it made Nathan’s jeans just slightly uncomfortable.
“We approve!” Epica shouted over the music.
“Oh totally!” Attoinette joined in.
Nathan wasn’t sure what they meant until he realized both of them were looking at him. “I still needed approval? Good thing I passed.” There was no doubt in his mind that claws would have been involved if he hadn’t.
The beer was gone and they had all been out on the dance floor a few more times when Nathan finally started dragging Sasha away. The incubus was in whole-hearted agreement when Nathan pulled him close and whispered, “Let’s leave Jim to his fun, huh? And go get some of our own.”
Epica gave the promise that they would get Jim back to the hotel in one piece. When Nathan tossed his brother a wink and cocked his hand toward him in the shape of a gun, Jim mimicked the gesture with a silent but very telling BANG.
SashaandNathanweren’ttwo steps over the threshold to their room before there were teeth and lips on Nathan’s neck.Teeth. Not fangs. Sasha had a surprising amount of control given the situation. Nathan sighed into the feeling. He hadn’t drunk enough to be tipsy but he felt dizzy anyway. Giddy like his companions had been giddy all night, like maybe some of that energy had transferred to him.
Nathan turned and pushed Sasha against the door, clicking it shut with the incubus’ back. He tried to steal a kiss but Sasha went right for his neck again, the smooth dull edge of teeth skimming those tender areas around Nathan’s ear. Every part of him shivered, the heat that had already started to build burning hot in his gut.
One of Sasha’s hands touched Nathan’s cheek then moved up to pass gently over his eyebrow where he’d been scarred. The scar was small, but it ran through the eyebrow a bit, parting the hairs and making it that much more visible.
“I like it,” Sasha whispered. “Reminds me of Spike onBuffyandAngel. I always thought his scar was sexy. Even sexier on you…”
“Well, in that case maybe I don’t mind it so much.” After all, Nathan thought Sasha’s scar was sexy; the one right over his heart that had proven to him just how much he needed the incubus in his life.
He was overwhelmed suddenly with the most unquenchable desire for Sasha. He had to laugh, patting Sasha’s chest as he said, “Dude, don’t overdue the pheromones. You already got me.”
A laugh that was much more like a growl sounded, low and rumbling, before Sasha replied, “Promise?”
“Ohhellyes,” Nathan gasped as Sasha nipped at his jugular, almost causing Nathan to fall back from where he had the redhead pressed to the door. “Every…last…inch of me.”
Sasha growled approval and, before Nathan could reclaim his bearings, he found himself lifted right off the floor. It wasn’t even the slightest effort for the incubus to hoist Nathan up in a way that had Nathan curling his legs around Sasha’s waist, those large hands holding firm on Nathan’s denim covered ass as he moved swiftly across the room. Nathan didn’t feel frail or dainty like that, held up by Sasha’s superior strength. He felt desired, wanted,needed.
Nathan felt Sasha pressing up into him as they remained connected, hard and straining in his jeans. Knowing Sasha would never drop him, Nathan bucked forward, his ankles locking together at Sasha’s lower back. He liked that feeling, being lifted and grounded at the same time.
Then he was being laid out on the mattress as Sasha climbed up the bed. But Nathan’s legs still had the two of them hooked at the waist and he wasn’t about to release the redhead without a fight. They both still had their jackets and shoes on along with all of their clothing.
“Nathan,” Sasha growled, grinding down so that being captive beneath denim was really starting to get painful. Sasha’s hands were on either side of his head, bracing him as he leaned down and kissed Nathan fiercely. Still, there were no fangs, no flash of red eyes, just raw passion fueled by the extra power coursing through Sasha’s veins.
The bizarre combination was even more of a turn on. Nathan’s fingers curled around the edges of Sasha’s jacket to keep him close as they kissed hard and deep with long strokes of their tongues. He moved one hand up into Sasha’s hair and grippedtight. There was a furnace between them that could not burn any hotter.
Nathan needed to get out of his clothes.
But Sasha was being so demanding, like he was trying to fuck Nathan right through his jeans, grinding down and kissing Nathan feverishly. “Work for it, baby,” Nathan gasped around those full lips, bucking up to meet Sasha’s insistent thrusting.
“Tease,” came back that wonderfully rough voice that made Nathan tremble.
Nathan toed off his shoes while his legs were still wrapped around Sasha’s waist. They fell to either side of Sasha onto the bed. Nathan felt awkward movements from Sasha as the incubus did the same but Nathan heard thethud, thudthat indicated Sasha’s shoes had at least made it to the floor.
With a great rush of air, Sasha pulled up so that he was almost kneeling over Nathan. His stare was so hungry, famished and wanting, as he looked Nathan over. Nathan’s coat was open but the Henley beneath must have been offensive to Sasha or something for how he grimaced and then pushed it up nearly to Nathan’s chin to reveal smooth flesh. He ran the flat of his hands up Nathan’s stomach and gentle fingers traced over the flecks of remaining scars.
Lovingly, Sasha ran his hands down Nathan’s chest and stomach. He leaned closer, this time for a gentler kiss. Nathan rolled his hips to reposition himself, inadvertently grinding them into each other again, and Sasha gasped as he pulled away.
“Nathan,” he said exasperatingly, for a moment sounding entirely human as he broke into a grin and laughed, “will you unhook your legs already?”
