Page 28 of Sidhe (The Incubus Saga #3)

Dave Almighty, if that’s truly who he was.

Nathan almost laughed again. But instead he settled in more comfortably in the cushions of the couch, tugged Sasha against him with the butt of his heels on the small of Sasha’s back, and enjoyed that as impossible as it all was, this felt right again.

Here, Nathan was safe. Here was somewhere Nathan would always be safe.

Nathan’s hips shifted up against Sasha’s, and the way the thin cotton barely made it seem like Sasha was wearing anything had Nathan suddenly very desperate to be out of his jeans.

“You don’t have to be sorry,” he said. “The only thing I’m sorry for is lost time. So let’s get back to making up for that, why don’t we?” He arched his neck, intent on stealing another kiss, but Sasha smirked and lifted up enough that he couldn’t reach him.

“What do you want, Nate?” Sasha asked teasingly, letting a little more of his heavier weight sink down into Nathan.

Sasha’s hands had fallen to Nathan’s shoulders and neck. Nathan used this position to his advantage and began peeling Sasha’s T-shirt up past his ribs. “What do I want?” he said, shifting his hips again. “I want to be buried hilt-deep in you 24-7, baby. How’s that sound?”

Sasha’s laughter bubbled up beautifully—Nathan’s favorite melody, even more so than the best of Metallica, and that was saying something. “I think that might make hunting dark fae a little difficult,” the redhead said, that same laughter in his voice, “and it would probably be awkward for Jim.”

“Eh,” Nathan shrugged—well, as best as he could shrug with a 200 pound incubus on top of him, “he’d get over it.”

The shared laughter that erupted lasted only moments before being swallowed up by each other’s mouths, seeking a kiss in perfect tandem.

This was all Nathan wanted, just this, now, and every day after.

If he could take off his mantle as savior/destroyer of the world, he would in a heartbeat, but not if it meant the destroyer part would win.

So he would keep it on, for now, as long as he got to keep Sasha on him too.

Nathan rocked Sasha against him again, easily with his ankles still tight around Sasha’s waist. It continually amazed him that having a much larger and male lover on top of him was never threatening. It just made him want to bring Sasha that much closer.

He continued to peel away Sasha’s T-shirt and clawed at his pale chest, raking his nails back down to Sasha’s belly.

Hands gripped Nathan’s wrists and very firmly moved them to the side so that Sasha could better lie down on Nathan properly. Nathan feathered kisses down Sasha’s jawline, lapping at the skin with swipes of his tongue. Even the skin on Sasha’s jaw was soft.

All Nathan wanted was to get them down to nothing, but neither of them were actually doing anything to take each other’s clothes off. It was a little too hot, and Nathan wanted to pull the incubus as far into him as possible, all the way in so that nothing could ever separate them again.

Of course this resulted in the most agonizing session of grinding Nathan had ever experienced. He just couldn’t stop rocking Sasha’s hips down against his. He gasped Sasha’s name when the incubus grazed his ear with sudden fangs.

They were grinding like teenagers, over the clothes, and Nathan was almost positive he would explode, implode, maybe both any given minute.

“F-Fuck…” he said, bucking up into Sasha as the incubus thrust down into him, needing more friction, not getting enough friction , but damn did it feel good. “I’m gonna come…right in my jeans, right the fuck now…if you don’t take ‘em offa me.”

Sasha’s mouth latched onto Nathan’s neck, close beneath his right ear, the fangs piercing just slightly, and when the incubus laughed, it rumbled down into Nathan’s chest. “Better remedy that then.”

Soft hands were at Nathan’s waist in moments, cool skin against how impossibly hot his own skin had become.

It meant Sasha had to pull away slightly if he was going to remove Nathan of his pants, but Nathan was so strained inside the denim he couldn’t care.

He moaned up at the ceiling at the relief when his fly was finally open, and his hips bucked up from the couch.

“So what do ya think, Nate?” Sasha asked, kissing Nathan’s cheek, then his neck, then down his chest right on top of the flannel until finally he kissed Nathan below his navel and began to tug his jeans and shorts down his thighs.

“There are three other seals staying here tonight. If one of them happened to come in here about now…” He didn’t finish the thought but his grin was devilish.

“Well, if they said anything about wanting to join in, I think I might have a problem with that,” Nathan said. “But honestly? It certainly wouldn’t stop me if that’s what you’re asking.” He arched his hips off the couch, this time to better allow Sasha to pull his jeans all the way off.

Nathan waited for the right moment, and as soon as Sasha sat up on his knees to toss the bundle of jeans and boxers to the floor, he tugged Sasha’s sleep pants off as well.

“Have to keep us even,” he said.

As if to prove just how much he really didn’t mind, Sasha shimmied the rest of the way out of his pants, leaving them kicked back behind him at the other end of the large couch.

Nathan reached up toward Sasha’s neck to pull the incubus back down, coiling his ankles right where they had been before around Sasha’s waist. The first moment of hotter, sweeter friction struck like a flash bomb and Nathan moaned into Sasha’s shoulder as soon as their hips aligned.

Right at that moment, he opened his eyes to see the back of the couch and everything went cold.

Over Sasha’s shoulder, Nathan met gazes with the chimera he had completely forgotten was supposed to be sleeping, her large blue-grey eyes staring at how he and Sasha were so intimately met.

“Uhh…” Nathan tried to push at Sasha’s shoulders, “baby…umm…” he was definitely disturbed now, “is she…Wally…” really fucking disturbed, “…is she watching us?”

Sasha went rigid for a moment, processed what Nathan had said, then looked down at Nathan completely bemused. He glanced over his shoulder and obviously saw that the bundle of fluff was staring right at them with fierce interest, but he was still grinning when he turned back to Nathan.

“So?” He shook his head, chuckling. “What’s the big deal?”

Nathan braced his hands on Sasha’s chest to keep him away. “ Dude . She’s like a kid. Way more a kid than a cat. It’s gotta be like…some form of child endangerment or something to let her watch us fuck.”

Sasha laughed. Then he realized Nathan wasn’t at all kidding and very quickly pulled on a pout. “Nathan, it’s Wally. She’s an animal. I know she’s smart but—”

“She can understand everything I say,” Nathan broke in, unable to keep his eyes from darting to where Wally was still just sitting on the back of the couch staring at them.

“She’s not some normal animal. She totally knows what we’re doing and she’s watching .

Wally, come on!” he called to the chimera, waving a hand at her.

“Go find a cozy bed to sleep in, huh? Go find Alex, or Jim, or anyone, just…knock it off with the skeevy peeping.”

Sasha snorted.

Wally, head tilting slightly as she regarded Nathan, gave another one of her curious little chirps and stayed put.

“Sonuvabitch,” Nathan grumbled, letting his head fall back to the arm of the couch.

“I’ll shoo her away,” Sasha said.

“Well don’t be mean about it,” Nathan rose to Wally’s defense, because after all his whole point was that she wasn’t some animal, she was…family. She wasn’t just a cat they could push off the couch.

Sasha sighed, fitting himself back on top of Nathan right where they were most tightly met, their cocks twitching between them.

“Nathan…” Sasha said all breathy and damp, close to Nathan’s lips, “either I push her off and she’s pissed for a while, or you forget about it and let her watch.

Coz option number three?” Sasha punctuated that by grinding down hard enough to make Nathan bite back another moan. “ So not happening.”

“I guess it…couldn’t scar her too badly…” Nathan found himself giving in, even though his eyes strayed to Wally again and…why did she look so damn interested in what they were doing?

“Nathan,” Sasha said firmly, grabbing Nathan by the chin and forcing him to look up.

“Sorry, just…keep me focused on you, and I swear,” Nathan promised, gently reaching up to grasp Sasha’s hand on his face, “I’m all yours. No distractions. No interruptions. No fallout from any of the bullshit in our lives, just…you and me.” He matched Sasha’s previous buck with one of his own.

Sasha dipped down to kiss Nathan’s lips slow and sweet. “Good. Coz you said ‘hilt-deep’ and damn does that sound like just what I need tonight.” His smile was devious again. He started a series of slow thrusts, their cocks still aligned and sliding tightly together.

It was almost too dry, too rough, all the wetness still gathered mostly at their tips, but then Sasha’s hand was down there, wet from his tongue, making everything slick. Nathan’s neck arched up, his back arched too, totally rounding him as his head pressed back hard into the armrest of the couch.

“Gotta get you…warmed up again first,” Sasha said in a growly voice, his eyes flashing red and his fangs visible in his smile. It was Nathan’s favorite fetish, those small incubus traces slipping out because of how crazy he made Sasha.

One of Sasha’s hands was braced on Nathan’s chest, hitching up his layered shirts while Sasha’s other hand helped things along below, bringing Nathan right back to that place where he really couldn’t care if a second pair of eyes were on him.

Nathan thought briefly of continuing to remove Sasha’s shirt, it currently being rolled up under the incubus’ arms to reveal most of his chest, including the scar over his heart, but then there was something appealing about leaving the shirt alone.

“Nathan…” Sasha gasped, falling forward.

Both of his hands fell to either side of Nathan’s head to support him.

He began thrusting his hips into Nathan slowly like he was desperate to keep their rhythm from spiraling too quickly out of control.

“Nathan…” he said again, eyes glowing as brilliantly red as they ever did blue.

And somehow Nathan just knew, he knew exactly what Sasha wanted him to do. He marveled at their skin to skin communication, how it heightened everything just by touching.

With steady purpose, Nathan moved his hands from where they had been braced on Sasha’s chest around to his back and lower. The smooth curve of Sasha’s ass fit so nicely in Nathan’s hands. He couldn’t resist using this new leverage to tug the incubus down while giving a swift buck up.

Sasha mewled in frustration. “ Nathan .”

“Getting there…” Nathan said with a hidden smirk over Sasha’s shoulder.

He had to lean up to get the right angle.

The most he managed was one finger teased inside up to the first knuckle.

He stretched Sasha as best he could in this meager way, knowing as he did that Sasha particularly liked this part of the process, and it wasn’t long before there were two fingers, scissoring carefully.

When Sasha shifted wantonly, his voice pleading as he said again, “ Nathan ,” like the most bare and honest need, there really was no way Nathan could refuse him.

Nathan painstakingly lowered his legs from being wrapped around Sasha’s waist, slid his hands down Sasha’s thighs to nudge the incubus in the right direction, and was pleased once again that they didn’t need words to understand each other.

Sasha climbed further up Nathan’s body, straddling his chest. Then it was just a matter of pressing back.

That first glorious jolt shot straight down to Nathan’s toes. He moaned almost too loudly when Sasha sat up, taking Nathan in hilt-deep just like he wanted. It made Nathan shudder, drunk off the pheromones Sasha gave off naturally.

It had to be close to Heavenly, Nathan thought, to be able to rock slowly in and out of the person he loved.

Beyond Sasha, Nathan could see Wally still curled up on the back of the couch, but her eyes were closed now, sleeping, and Nathan had to shake his head at himself for thinking the little creature was actually a secret voyeur.

As Sasha rode him, Nathan smoothed his hands up and down Sasha’s chest, raking his nails to make Sasha shiver.

Nathan rocked up with each buck of Sasha’s, watching mesmerized as the incubus’ back arched, his head falling back to reveal that long, pale neck.

He let his arms hang, then moved forward again, bracing himself on Nathan’s chest, panting, whimpers falling from his lips.

Blackened fingers, almost claws, tore into Nathan’s flannel, popping most of the buttons. Nathan had been meaning to get rid of that one anyway. He squirmed when Sasha trailed those almost claws up his bare chest, pushing up the long-sleeved T-shirt beneath the flannel.

There were only a few scars on Nathan’s chest, faint, barely memorable compared to the many he had received in the Veil. He was glad for that, glad Sasha only saw what the incubus considered—for whatever reason—to be perfect.

“ Harder …come on, baby,” Nathan pleaded, frustrated that his bucks up could only be so forceful with so much weight holding him down.

“Mmmm,” Sasha hummed agreement, sitting up straight again to better rock back on Nathan.

Their rhythm picked up fast, fervent, and Nathan felt the circuit like a sudden slap in the face, as if Sasha had forgotten to open it and then suddenly remembered.

It made Nathan gasp, laugh, move his hands from Sasha’s chest to firmly grip his hips and squeeze.

Sasha came suddenly on Nathan’s chest, nearly collapsing forward until his hands caught him. Nathan rocked up into Sasha another minute, maybe half a minute more and he was spent too, gasping from the effort of it all and wondering how they had managed to last so long.

“Fuck…” Sasha panted, grin wide on his face as he pulled carefully away and slid off to the side to tuck himself between Nathan and the couch. If Alex didn’t have such oversized sofas there was no way that would have been possible.

Nathan turned his head to meet Sasha’s adoring eyes, blue again. They had made a mess of the library, but they’d get to cleaning up, to moving, eventually. “You, baby,” Nathan said, “are better than anything I could have ever thought up for myself.”

Sasha’s eyes sparkled as he snuggled closer to Nathan, and said, “Damn right,” and kissed him again, “coz no one on Earth or otherwise could love you like I do.”

Nathan didn’t doubt that at all.