Natural Beauty (The Cubi Book 5)

by Meraki P. Lyhne

  “Oh yeah, oh man, I love your ass, Seldon,” Daniel said.

  “Then take that ass,” Seldon said, shoving back to meet Daniel’s thrusts.

  Daniel gave it his all, his body overloading on the relief of participating and not just lying still. “Oh, God!”

  “Yes, boy, come on, give it to me!” Seldon roared. Caledon held onto Seldon who leaned back in his arms, and Caledon supported his weight and continued to jack him. “Oh, God, more!”

  Daniel bent his legs a bit more and dug his heels in to give Seldon a hard fuck, and the sight of him losing himself to the fuck and holding onto Caledon’s arms like he was clutching at him to stay grounded was mind-numbingly fantastic.

  Seldon convulsed in Caledon’s arms, his cock shooting off jets of cum. Daniel followed on the wave of the erotic sight and sounds of his lover letting go and succumbing to pleasure.

  Coming to, Daniel enjoyed the aftermath, feeling Seldon’s powerful thighs quiver against his sides, and watching and hearing him come down from his high in Caledon’s arms.

  Caledon grinned at Daniel over Seldon’s shoulder. “How was that, cub?”

  “Intense.”

  “Except you don’t like lying still,” Seldon said, gathering himself enough to lean forward and smile at Daniel.

  “Hell no.”

  Seldon laughed, and Daniel found him way more self-secure than before their feeding.

  “Plus, I was actually kinda nervous I could hurt you. I’ve never done this before. I’ve heard about it, but…haven’t even seen it in porn.”

  Seldon stretched his legs and lowered himself onto Daniel, kissing him. “Thanks for not backing out.”

  “What’s it like?”

  “Intense,” Caledon said, snuggling up next to them.

  “Have you tried it?”

  “Yeah, I’ve tried it. I think most Cubi have. And you don’t get to be eight hundred and classified to be a pleaser without having tried at least two or three at a time.”

  Daniel gaped, trying to imagine how three bodies would be positioned to mash three cocks together to fit into one ass.

  “Do you want to?” Seldon asked, nuzzling his face against Daniel’s neck.

  Daniel’s heart sped up while he pictured Seldon and Caledon both fucking him at the same time. The two were strong and always carried him around when they wanted to fuck him somewhere else. “Oh, man, like when you’re fucking me against the wall, except the wall will be Caledon. You could both fit then.”

  Caledon laughed. “Still hungry, Seldon?”

  “Oh, no,” Daniel said, trying to turn and thus tip Seldon to lie between them. With the big man cooperating, he managed, and Daniel and Caledon draped their arms over Seldon, stroking his body leisurely. “My brain needs a while with that fantasy before I’m brave enough to actually try it out.”

  “Really?” Seldon asked in a musing tone, staring at the ceiling. “How do you enjoy me the most?”

  Daniel propped himself up on an elbow to look at Seldon. “I love when you try to control yourself with me, and then you lose it and give yourself over completely. That’s so fucking hot.”

  “Yeah, your focus is unreal,” Caledon said, planting kisses on Seldon’s peck.

  Seldon looked at him, his eyes softening, and Daniel understood that he needed a lot of validation.

  “I love topping you because you’re a fun bossy bottom, but, when you top, your control is so much more pronounced,” Caledon continued. “When you fuck undosed, you’re an extremely skillful fuck. And I trust you with my pleasure, so it’s…when you finally roll into your own rising pleasure, I’m already way past that point, and we just soar.” Caledon looked almost dreamy.

  Seldon pulled Caledon down for a tender kiss, and Daniel felt grateful that Caledon could say all the right things to help Seldon. With a normal feeding out of the way, Daniel and Caledon could focus on spoiling their lover and showering him with caresses and kisses. With all the differences between human and Cubi ideas of lovemaking, Daniel reveled in the next three hours where the three of them merely kissed, caressed, talked, and found oil to massage each other.

  Before they fell asleep, Seldon both looked and felt a lot more relaxed, and Daniel managed to feel a bit guilty for not having noticed that Seldon’s shoulders had been drawn up a bit in tension since he’d been discharged from the hospital.

  But he relaxed now. Daniel hoped it was a hurdle behind them and that Seldon would get mentally better soon.

  Again, the thoughts of the new Changeling returned, and what could have been a deep and satiated sleep was haunted by the thoughts he’d had since learning of how the Changeling had come to be.

  Chapter Ten

  The sting in his ass was the first thing that registered when Alex woke up in his own bed the next day. It brought a smile to his face. He couldn’t believe how relaxed he’d been once he’d left Jeff and Sire Jaydon’s club the night before, and he felt almost giddy about having a new job.

  After Kaydon had fucked him sore, Jeff had shown Alex his new apartment. Wasn’t huge or anything, but it certainly beat living with his parents in his old room—he still slept on the bed from his teenage years. He looked forward to having people around who understood and knew and didn’t judge him. Jeff had also told him that more breeders…feeders who’d been released from House Three had found their way back to the club. Apparently, Alex wasn’t the only one who had trouble acclimating. Alex couldn’t wait to find out whom, hoping he knew some of them.

  But first of all, he had to tell his parents that he was moving out, quit his job stacking shelves at the grocery store, and he had to call Jeff and figure out when he was supposed to begin his new job. Maybe not in that order.

  Alex got out of bed and went to use the bathroom and take the shower he’d been too tired to the night before. Or early morning as it were since him and Jeff had ended up talking for hours. He then went to the kitchen to find himself some breakfast.

  “You’re up late,” his mother said.

  Alex turned with his arms full of everything to make a sandwich. “Hi, yeah. Ran into an old friend and got to talking.”

  “Oh. Well, your dad wants to have a word with you.”

  That tone. It had made Alex stop short for a second before he forced himself to continue. He felt like he was still that eighteen-year-old living at home while finishing school. He apparently never grew up in their eyes—not even during the years he hadn’t been home.

  “Okay, I’ll find him once I’ve eaten.”

  “No need.”

  Alex turned to find his dad next to his mom. “Oh, hi, Dad. I’ll just finish making this.”

  They left him in the kitchen, and Alex finished putting his sandwich together while contemplating the conversation to follow. Both his mom and dad sat at the dining table when Alex had finished making his sandwich. His ass pleasantly reminded him of the night before as he sat.

  “Where were you so late?” his dad asked.

  “I ran into an old friend. Haven’t seen him in a while, so I lost track of time, talking.”

  “Who’s this old friend?”

  “A guy named Jeff. He opened his own business. He even offered me a job.”

  “You have a job, Alex, one I worked very hard at getting you. And if you go back to school and finish your degree in Business Administration, you could use it as a steppingstone.”

  “But I hate it there, and my boss is an ass.”

  “Don’t you talk about people like that,” his dad groused.

  “I’m sorry.” Alex took a bite of his sandwich.

  “The reason why I ask is that you drove more than six hundred miles in the car.”

  Alex finished his mouthful. “I filled her up.”

  “That’s not an answer!”

  “Yeah, he lives in Baltimore, so that’s about six-hundred-fifty back and forth.”

  “Is that where you ran into him accidentally?”

  “What is this? I asked if I could borr
ow the car for the day, and you said yes.”

  “You could at least tell us that you were going to be gone for so long!” His dad slammed his palm on the table. Then he sighed heavily. “We were worried,” he finally said, quietly.

  Why wouldn’t they be? He’d disappeared on them and been gone for years, and suddenly he shows up on their doorstep, desperate, depressed, and a fucking mess.

  “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to worry you.”

  “Okay. So, maybe the best thing here is for you to focus on your job until the new semester begins at college and then finish your degree.”

  Alex had always wanted to run his own business but not in Greenville, and he certainly didn’t want a job where his boss treated him like he was some goo under his shoe. He’d thought it was bad as a breeder. Well, early on in the stables he had, but not the last couple of years. Other than Elias—that guy ruined everything—being a steady breeder had been a pretty good life. Now that he had something other than a yearning to compare it with, then yeah, being a breeder had been pretty sweet. Greener grass and all that.

  And with the thought of Seldon breaking Elias’ arm after proclaiming he’d claimed Alex, Alex just wanted to go back to the big Incubus and Daniel. He’d run the Prince’s house—that would be as fulfilling as running a business, and Alex didn’t think there was that big a difference. But there was the prestige.

  “I need this. Coming back home was just as much me needing to get back on my feet.”

  “And this is the thanks we get?”

  “Thanks? I’m very grateful that you helped me, but that has nothing to do with where I work and what makes me happy.”

  “And all the hard work I did when you came back? You’re selfish for—”

  “I’m selfish? You want me to work somewhere I’m unhappy about waking up to go every day, somewhere I feel like crap, and I’m the one who’s selfish?”

  His father got to his feet, fast. “Don’t talk back to me!”

  “I’m almost thirty years old,” Alex shouted and got up to meet his dad head-on. “I’m supposed to be living my own life now, except I got kidnapped and stowed away. I didn’t see the fucking sky for the first six months, and now you want to run my life and micromanage it like they did?”

  “You what?” his mother exclaimed, while his dad stepped back, gaping.

  Okay, way more details than he’d ever planned on sharing.

  “What do you mean you didn’t see the sky?” his dad asked, staring at him in shock.

  “I mean…the guy who…the place they…fuck.” Unable to backpedal gracefully, Alex plopped down on the chair, wincing as his ass didn’t think it a delicate enough maneuver.

  The doorbell rang, and Alex’s dad threw his arms out before turning to leave, but he pointed at Alex as he left. “This conversation isn’t over, young man.”

  The shocked expression stayed on his mother’s expression. “Why can’t you see it from our point of view?”

  “Your point of view?” Alex asked just short of a snap. “Or is it just Dad’s.”

  She closed her eyes and sighed, while Alex felt like an ass for throwing it in her face.

  “He only wants what’s best for you,” she said quietly.

  “If that was the case, then why can’t I get my own job? One that doesn’t make me sad to wake up to?”

  “Alex? What is this?” his dad bellowed and stormed into the dining room, trailing a guy in work clothes Alex didn’t know.

  “I don’t know.”

  “A moving truck? You didn’t think you should have talked to us about this first?”

  “I…a what?”

  “Jeff sent us,” the moving guy said.

  “Jeff?” Alex asked, almost feeling relieved that Jeff would take the lead on his transition back into the Cubi world because with what he had to fight at home to get out, he wasn’t sure he had the strength to do it himself.

  “Jeff?” his dad asked.

  “My friend who offered me the job. He and his husband need me to begin as soon as possible.”

  “His husband? What kind of job is it?”

  Oh, his dad was going to shit a cow sideways, but Alex was too angry from the conversation to hold back, and now that the wheels were turning, he had no problem following. “It’s in a nightclub.” He didn’t even manage to conceal the spite in his tone.

  “A nightclub? For gay homosexuals?”

  Alex blinked. The terminology alone… “I know you’re homophobic, but I need this.”

  “It’s…sin!”

  And here we go again. If they only knew it was his fear of them finding out his bi curiosities and him starved for room to figuring himself out that had led him into the arms of the Cubi, then—

  “Hallo?” someone called.

  “In here,” the moving guy shouted.

  A man in dark glasses came in, and Alex thought he looked familiar. The dinner party where Daniel was dosed. “Gordon?”

  “You were at the dinner party that night.”

  “I was Seldon’s…I’m Alex.”

  “Oh, yeah.” Gordon cocked his head. “Are you okay, Alex?”

  “No.” Feelings of being weak and incompetent washed over Alex. He needed to sit down and staggered to reach for the chair.

  Gordon raced around the table and put an arm around him, and Alex held on for dear life, fisting Gordon’s shirt.

  “Don’t leave me. Not again, don’t leave me again.”

  “I won’t, Alex, I promise. I’m gonna take care of you now. We take care of our own, I promise you.”

  Alex looked up, hating that he only saw the darkness of the sunglasses. “I wanna go home.”

  “Where’s home?” Gordon asked.

  “Who is this?” Alex’s dad asked.

  “Home…Seldon, Daniel…everything I know.”

  Gordon nodded. “You can stay with me, to begin with.”

  Relief flooded Alex, and he felt his chin wobble along with a much stronger feeling of inadequacy. “Thank you.”

  “Alex, I asked you a question!” his dad demanded.

  “A friend!” Gordon sneered and led Alex around the table and out the door so fast that Alex barely held his balance as the red-eye took him away. It was so emasculating, and Alex felt ashamed, yet the feeling was overshadowed by relief and trust. Alex couldn’t live in the world his dad wanted him to, and he couldn’t live up to his dad’s expectations. No matter how much he wanted to become a man his dad would look at with pride, the way he did Alex’s older brother, it wasn’t in him to ever become that man.

  Even after having been kidnapped, Alex had returned to being the mess he’d been the night he’d snuck out to make out with some bad-boy found on the internet. One thing was for sure—the belief that if he could escape the Cubi world and go back home, then he could figure himself out had proven erroneous. It was clear to him now that his parent’s house offered absolutely no room for him to grow and find himself as an individual. There wouldn’t be room for that among the Cubi, either, and maybe he was just too big of a mess to ever figure it out, but at least the Cubi thought he was valuable. They cared more than his dad did. They were the lesser of two evils.

  “What do you need from that house?” Gordon asked, opening the passenger door to the truck.

  “Nothing.” Alex climbed two steps and stopped. “No, wait, the collar. The one Seldon used to claim me. And notebook. Do I need clothes?”

  Gordon looked perplexed, yet Alex could only guess because of the glasses. “Okay, where’s the collar?”

  “Under my pillow.”

  “Stay here. I’ll be right back.”

  Gordon left, and Alex watched him meet up with the moving guy. They seemed to exchange heated words before Gordon went to the house, meeting up with, or actually almost walking over, Alex’s dad in the doorway. He could hear his dad shouting, but he couldn’t make out the words.

  Minutes passed before Gordon exited the house with three bags over his shoulder and a box unde
r his arm. Alex heard the back of the truck open and then close. And then he could make out what his dad was shouting since he stood on the lawn and pointed a finger at Alex through the windshield. Don’t ever come back.

  A tear escaped and ran down Alex’s cheek, and he wondered for a moment if it had been better just to disappear like he had last time. But he didn’t get his clean getaway. He got his dad yelling, his mother crying in the doorway, and probably the neighbors spying from behind their curtains, and he felt like the worst son ever.

  Gordon hopped in next to Alex while the other guy got into the driver’s seat, revved the engine, and drove off.

  “Well, that went well,” the driver said

  “It certainly didn’t go as planned,” Gordon said, pulling out his phone. He punched in a number and put it to his ear. “Jeff, it’s Gordon. I got Alex, and he’s not okay. Don’t expect him to start work this week…yeah, okay…sure…see ya’.” Gordon hung up and dug into his breast pocket. He then handed Alex the white collar Seldon had put around Alex’s neck when freeing him from Elias.

  Alex closed his fist around the soft material and instantly felt better. “Thank you.”

  “Let’s get you home.”

  Alex looked up at the Incubus and smiled. But he needed to see his eyes. With a shaky hand, he reached toward the glasses, but Gordon was the one who pulled them off, locking gazes with Alex.

  Alex studied his eyes, feeling calmer from seeing the colors again. “May I feed you?”

  “Oh, absolutely.” Gordon smiled, looking like Alex had just made his day.

  Alex felt valuable.

  They arrived back at the club and drove around back. Gordon pulled all of Alex’s belongings out and carried them inside.

  “Where’s your room, Alex?”

  “Third floor. You want me to take some of that?”

  “Nah, show the way,” Gordon said.

  “I don’t have the key.”

  “I’ll go ask Jeff for it,” the human, Peter, said and went off.

  Gordon and Alex climbed the stairs and waited in front of the room. Alex grabbed the handle just to see if Jeff had unlocked it so as not to be disturbed once they arrived with Alex’s stuff. It was unlocked, so they went inside.