Page 82

Story: Dancing With Death

I’m an incubus, so I know pleasure. I’ve experienced it personally, and I’ve felt it through others. But it’s never been like this. This is almost overwhelming with how good it feels.

I collapse on top of Audrey as Brenden releases me, his tongue sliding across the bite seductively and sending another shiver through my body. There’s just something so sensual about it.

I can’t help fucking into Audrey as I come again. I don’t know how I do it, but I drag Audrey right along with me on this one, too.

Once I still, I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to move ever again. I don’t think I want to move ever again. Maybe we can stay like this forever.

Yeah, that seems like a good idea.

I’m practically thrumming with energy after all those orgasms—both mine and theirs. Sex before bed for an incubus is a bad idea. We can’t help feeding when we’re having sex, so it leaves us high on power.

“As blissfully happy as I am at this moment, if the two of you don’t get off me, I’m going to pee in the bed.” Audrey pushes against my chest, and I lift off her as much as I can with Brenden’s weight pressing down on me.

“We definitely don’t want that, firecracker.” Brenden laughs as he moves off me, his cock slapping against my ass and leaving a trail of cum and lubricant in its path.

I shake my head as I sit up, biting back my own laughter when Audrey practically darts to the bathroom.

Brenden collars my neck with his hand and yanks me in for a kiss. My cock perks up, already hardening against my thigh.

“I’m going to take a shower. Are you two going to join me or just keep making out?” Audrey calls, and we break apart with a laugh.

Clearly, we choose to shower with her. None of us can keep our hands off each other, and we each get another orgasm. Well, Audrey gets three because I can’t stop eating mine and Brenden’s cum out of her pussy.

By the time we make it back to the bed, the two of them can barely keep their eyes open as they surround me on the bed.

“Thank you,” Audrey mumbles, her eyes already shut. “Love you.”

My heart wrenches in my chest.

“Love you,” Brenden returns, and I’m not sure if they’re only speaking to each other or me too. I bite my lip hard to keep the words from escaping my mouth, my mind already swirling.

It doesn’t take that long for the two of them to fall asleep as they cling to me. I envy the way they’re able to just fall asleep so easily.

Meanwhile, my brain is working overtime—reminding me why this was such a terrible idea. What we all stand to lose from my moment of weakness.

Or moments of weakness, if you will, because it wasn’t just one that led to me sleeping with the two of them. At least Audrey and I didn’t complete the mate bond. That would’ve been disastrous.

I lay there, agonizing over what a mistake I’ve made until I’m sure I won’t wake them when I disentangle myself from them.

This should never have happened. All it’s going to do is make everything worse.

Tears form behind my eyes as I slowly climb off the bed. A sigh of relief escapes me when they don’t wake up.

At least that’s one less thing to worry about. I’m not sure I could face them and tell them this was a mistake—that no matter how much I told them I wanted this, we shouldn’t have done it. That it changes nothing.

I’ve told Audrey on more than one occasion that there’s no happy ending in store for us. There isn’t.

I don’t deserve to be happy.

I don’t deserve them.

They’re going to hate me after this. I know they will, but I don’t have a choice. I have to do this.

It’s to keep them safe.

I’m not even sure if I believe my lies anymore.

Or is it that I don’t know how to separate my lies from the truth anymore?