Page 87 of Not All Himbos Wear Capes

I almost wept in relief to hear Xander’s smooth voice. Rolling over, I saw we were in a large warehouse space that was half science lab, half man cave—most likely his lair. The enormity of being brought to this sacred place wasn’t lost on me, but I already knew what we were to each other.

Xander was perched on a metal stool several feet away in his Doctor Antihero supersuit, his amber eyes assessing every inch of me.

Sugar, he looks good in that suit.

"I see you over there, undressing me with your eyes," he said with a smirk before sobering. “How are you feeling, sweetheart?”

Xander had previously made it clear he didn’t want me to feed him bullshit, so I closed my eyes and took stock. “I feel mostly back to normal. A little tired.” I met his gaze again as I sat up. “A little starved for cock.”

Just as I’d hoped, he gave methat look,although he quickly huffed a laugh and shook his head. “This is wild. I can’t believe I’ve been fucking Captain Masculine… or that I ever thought you were a normie. What is wrong with me?”

Nothing. You’re perfect.

“I have years of experience hiding my powers from civilians, and I thought you were a normie, too—up until your family’s dinner.” I softly smiled, almost to myself. “Who knew I was actually with the man of my dreams this whole time?”

Oh, shoot… I didn’t mean to say that out loud.

Xander cocked his head. “What do you mean?”

My cheeks were going up in flames, even as my dick hardened beneath my supersuit. “Well, I’ve kind of had this ridiculous crush on… Doctor Antihero,” I stammered. “It’s why I was always hanging out around the Bay. I liked watching you work—liked messing with you.”

I am such a dork.

He snorted. “I thought you were trying tokillme. You blew up my favorite WaveRunner.”

I grimaced. “I was just playing…”

He spread his legs, revealing the conversation was having the same effect on him. “You’re so fucking cute, trying to flirt.” Licking his lips, he palmed his dick through his suit. “It’s too bad we didn’t meet as supes. I’ve been so careful with you—thinking you were going to break. All this time, we could have been having angry hero-villain sex.”

Oh my god, I want that!

I whimpered, and he chuckled darkly. “You like that idea, huh? You wanna play superheroes with me?”

When all I could do was breathlessly nod, all humor left his face. “Very well. I want you on your knees. Then I want you to crawl to me.” He smirked as I immediately dropped to the floor. “And baby? Don’t youdarecome in your suit before you get here.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I replied, even though there was a strong possibility I wouldn’t make it.

Especially if he calls me his good boy…

Blessedly, Xander didn’t utter those words, but he did something just as dangerous. He pointed at the floor in front of his stool.

And snapped his fingers.

“Crawl.”

I obeyed with a moan, keeping my gaze locked on his as I slowly approached. The truth was, I already would have crawled for this man. So him commanding me to do it—with the reward being his dick down my throat—was just icing on the cake.

“So perfect,” he praised as I reached him. “Now show this evil villain just howstarvedyou are.”

For a second, I wasn’t sure what he wanted, but then he slid his shiny black boot along the rung of the stool, positioning it in front of my face.

“Lick it.”

Oh. My. God.

Without hesitation, I dragged my tongue from the toe of his boot all the way up to where it ended below his knee. I tried to keep my gaze on his face, but the smell of the leather, the feel of it sliding under my tongue, and the knowledge that he was as hard as I was for him had my eyes rolling back in my head.

“Fuuuck,” he groaned, fumbling with the hidden zipper on his suit and wrestling his dick free. “I’m going to fucking blow if I watch you do that again. Up on your knees, sweetheart. Get that mouth on my cock, quick!”