Natural Beauty

by Meraki P. Lyhne

  Gordon shuffled closer. “Slowly?”

  Turmoil went off inside Alex. He kept fearing that Gordon couldn’t stop and that it all turned to bad energy. “Not while alone and definitely not when you’re this hungry.”

  “Okay.” Gordon stayed clear, thinking for a minute, and Alex’s mind conjured up images of himself topping Gordon. It was a great fantasy and all, but no way in hell did he have the balls to go through with it. Gordon finally smiled at Alex and shimmied back. “If you just wanna fool around at some point, me being fed well beforehand, tell me.” Gordon stood, his dick standing straight out and dripping pre-cum. “I’d be up for you topping.” Gordon left for the bathroom, and Alex let himself fall forward to sprawl on the bed, now feeling the cold sting of the brick wall against his back.

  He felt like shit for making Gordon think he was afraid of him—enough to get out of bed and follow Gordon into the bathroom. He was in the shower. “Look, Gordon, I’m sorry.”

  “Hey, being beaten up by an Incubus can make most breeders jumpy, trust me, you aren’t the first of his I’ve met.”

  “And then Jonah,” Alex admitted.

  Gordon stuck his head out. “He hit you?”

  “No, but the consequences his bad self-control had on Sire Seldon. Face it, breeders often draw the short straws around red-eyes, but…”

  Gordon withdrew behind the curtain again.

  Great, Alex even managed to insult Gordon while trying to apologize. “That’s what I’m trying to apologize for. I’m completely fucked-up right now. Coming back home and listening to sin and preaching and being lost and shakes and…”

  “Hey, stop, don’t turn this on you. But then again, don’t turn it all on red-eyes, either. If you haven’t noticed, I haven’t touched you, and I can tell you I’m very fucking hungry!”

  “I’m sorry.”

  Gordon turned off the water and pulled the curtain aside. “You said that, but apologizing doesn’t make the problem go away.”

  Logical, yet Alex couldn’t figure it out. “What is the problem?”

  “For you to figure out. I’ve heard a fuck-ton of human insecurities and reasons to not just kick back and enjoy their cock being given some TLC. My name is a Cubi name, but my middle name is Mecla, Cubi for Changeling. I get it, Alex, I get your problems. Trust me.”

  Alex contemplated that while watching Gordon dry off. “Okay.”

  Gordon looked up briefly before going to the mirror, wiped off the steam, and began doing his short brown hair. “Okay what?” he finally asked.

  “Okay, maybe you can help me.”

  Gordon turned to look at Alex. “I want to help you, I really do. But you need to know what it is you need my help with.”

  It kind of stung because it reminded Alex that he had no friggin’ idea. “I’d like to just…you know, try stuff out when you’re well-fed.”

  “Why? Not to sound snappy, I’m sorry, not my intention. Truly, Alex, why would you want to try that with me?”

  “I know you. I like you. You’re cool to be around.”

  “When not hungry, you mean.”

  “Look, those are my insecurities, and I can’t figure out why I’m even back, but I need to be.” Alex’s eyes stung. He felt like a huge failure, and he could just hear his dad telling him to man up and take some fucking responsibility for himself. Not that his dad would ever say fuck or any derivative thereof. Or that he’d ever allow Alex to take said responsibility because he had found the job at the grocery store, he had decided Alex’s education, and he had been the one to tell Alex to live at home while working on his education because it was a better economical choice.

  Alex looked up when Gordon stepped in front of him, putting his hands on Alex’s shoulders.

  “I wish I knew exactly what you needed. Unfortunately, I don’t have that level of insight.” Gordon breathed heavily and stepped closer, his boner rubbing against Alex’s hip.

  Gasping, Alex put his hands up and pushed at Gordon’s chest. Not hard enough to push him away, just to make him stop advancing. The hunger had a tight hold on Gordon now, but he still managed to step back, shivering.

  “I’ll…go feed. We can talk later.” Gordon turned and stalked toward the door, naked, and Alex felt worthless again. He’d come to feed the Cubi, and he couldn’t even get that right now that he was back. He kept having a leg in each world, and one grounded him, preventing him from delving into the other.

  Someone knocked on the door before Gordon made it to it. He pulled the door open. “Hi, Peter. I need to feed!”

  “Well, good morning to you, too, honey.” Peter stepped in, a grin on his face, but it fell the moment he saw Alex. “Isn’t the paid help up for the job anyway?”

  Gordon grabbed Peter by the collar, yanking him close enough for their noses to touch, and from that angle, Alex saw his dark eyes grow brighter. “Don’t ever talk about a breeder that way, especially not one from the House of Dahlidin!” Gordon sneered, pulled Peter out the door, and slammed it shut behind them.

  Alex jumped at the noise. Yeah, unless he figured out in which world he stood, he was fucking useless, and he felt bad for not feeding Gordon considering the guy had spent the past few days helping to carry all of Alex’s new stuff into his new room and even helped assemble the furniture and move it about.

  There were always feeders ready in the house, and Alex figured Gordon would find someone, probably not Peter now that he’d told him off, but Alex was adamant about feeling useful and take Gordon up on his offer to fool around later to see if it could help Alex move toward the Cubi side. But at some point, even the seemingly very patient Incubus had to run out of patience with Alex. He just had with Peter.

  Realizing that Gordon had told Peter off to secure Alex due respect as a breeder marked in the House of Dahlidin made Alex feel better. Well enough to finish a morning routine that prepared him for a morning feeding.

  Usually, some of the feeders and the Cubi ate breakfast together in a small cafeteria on the first floor. According to Jeff, it helped the Cubi and feeders meet on a more equal level, yet the hierarchy among the Cubi continued, and the Cubi still used the titles. Knowing a bit of their history and what Lady Dahlidin had changed, Alex understood, yet he hadn’t felt up to joining them after the first day. He only knew Gordon, Jeff, Sire Jaydon, and Kaydon, and he’d needed time. He’d had time now, so he decided to join them and dressed.

  There were only two breeders in the kitchen, one male and one female, both dressed and preparing breakfast in silence. A radio host yapped away in the corner of the industrial-sized kitchen, and Alex thought back to the short time he’d had in Daniel’s huge kitchen. He’d had breakfast almost every morning with the Prince of the Cubi people. It made him smile.

  “Morning.”

  Alex looked up, finding he’d been noticed by the two feeders. “Good morning. I’m Alex. Do you need a hand?”

  “You’re the new guy Jay talked about, right?” the woman asked.

  “Jay? Oh, Sire Jaydon, yes. I knew Jeff pretty well.”

  The guy stopped and stared at Alex. He then put down his knife and left the bacon to come look closer at Alex. “A marked feeder. You came with them from the Great House.”

  “I did, yeah.”

  The man smiled, nodding. He then nodded Alex toward a table full of breakfast foods. “Would you load all that onto the cart?”

  “Sure thing.”

  The guy went back to his bacon, and Alex filled the cart with cartons of juice, cereal, sugar, butter, and everything else that belonged on a morning table for thirty people.

  “Good morning.”

  Alex spun, finding Jaydon looking rested.

  “Morning, Jay,” the two humans said.

  “Good morning, Sire.”

  Jaydon looked at Alex, obviously pleased about being addressed by his title. “Good morning, Alex. How are you?” Jaydon came to put his hands on Alex shoulders and smile at him.

  “I’m better. I’m ready to
start work now.”

  “You’re sure? No pressure with all you’ve been through.”

  “Thank you, Sire, but yes, I’m sure.”

  “Jeff tells me you can take quite the pounding.”

  Alex blushed, but not from the Sire’s choice of words but because of the impressed tome. “Yes, Sire, I can.”

  Jaydon grinned, stepping closer. “In Kaydon’s end of the scale?”

  “Marcadon and Sire Seldon are in that end, too.”

  “Hmm. Well, we’re lucky enough to have all of four thrusters here. I even had the questionable pleasure of taking on Kaydon in a dosing.”

  “Thrusters?” Alex snickered, never having heard that description before.

  “Did he hold back with you?”

  Alex sucked in air to answer when a smart-ass remark made it to the forefront. “I hope so because then he might be able to actually max me out.”

  Jaydon gaped, then laughed loudly. “Oh, man, Alex. Kaydon has been talking about you, and the others have been asking when you’d arrive. Of course, I’ve asked Kaydon to not point you out to the others so you’d get some time to adjust, but would you be willing to feed one of them and let the others watch just so they know why I’m limiting their access to you?”

  “You are?”

  “They hold back with everyone else, but if you can really take them on unrestrained, then you’re the top of the fucking cake, Alex.”

  Alex couldn’t help the grin spreading.

  “And if you can take that, your body needs a break. We’ll make special rules for you.”

  “I don’t want special treatment.”

  “Why not, Alex?” Sire Jaydon cocked his head, smiling. “You are special, after all.”

  Alex’s ears warmed. “Okay. If Kaydon hasn’t fed yet, then I’d like it to be him to help show the others.”

  Jaydon grinned. “I’ll go ask him now.”

  Alex then remembered the new rules for dosing. “Oh, wait, Sire, will you dose me, then?”

  “Of course I will.” Jaydon winked and left the kitchen. Alex finished his task and rolled the cart into the canteen sized dining room and distributed everything on the tables.

  “A Sire just gave me the best news,” a deep voice cooed in Alex’s ear.

  Alex jumped and turned to find Kaydon with dark eyes. “He asked if you held back with me. Because of my arm. Did you?”

  “Not really. I could find a lot more accommodating positions, though. Positions that really give me room to move.”

  Oh, man, that definitely caused Alex’s body to cry out for a dose, and his ass hadn’t been handled since the night he’d driven there without telling his parents.

  “Do you want to feed before or after breakfast?”

  “Why? Did you prepare yourself this morning?” Kaydon looked eager at the prospect.

  “Yeah.”

  “Be right back.” Kaydon leaned in and kissed Alex’s cheek, turned on his heels, and darted out the door. More people had arrived in the meantime, one of whom was Jeff. He sauntered over with his hands full of thermoses, and Alex helped distribute them.

  Jay tiptoed closer and pinched Jeff’s ass. Jeff yelped and jumped to see who groped him, making Alex laugh. The sweet lingering kisses after that made him feel he was invading something intimate, so he stepped around to leave, but Jay grabbed his upper arm, making him stop.

  “Actually, I was here for you. Kaydon came and said you wanted to feed him before breakfast.”

  “Yeah, I figured since I’m ready and stuff.”

  “You are? You sure?” Jeff asked, turning to face Alex, and he loved the sincere worry.

  “I can definitely feed Kaydon, yes.”

  “And we’re going to watch,” Jaydon said. “The others are gathered in the back room.”

  Alex followed Jeff and Jaydon into the room Alex had been taken to the first night. Kaydon was spreading a sheet over a sleeper sofa. Three other men, another red-eye, a light-blue, and a dark-blue, smiled at him when he entered.

  “Oh, you are beautiful,” the dark-blue said.

  Alex was about to thank him, and title him Grand Master, yet he didn’t know if his eyes were that dark from hunger or if he was a dark blue. They could look very much alike.

  Jaydon saved him by introducing Alex.

  “Sirs, Master, Grand Master, this is Alex. From what I’ve heard, he can take the four of you on unrestrained. You’re going to see that as Kaydon gets to feed on him this morning. There will be special rules for feeding on Alex set up afterward.” Jaydon swept his arm as if telling Alex and Kaydon that they could begin.

  “Want me to open you first, so you don’t have to lie still and wait while dosed?” Kaydon asked.

  “No.” Alex didn’t like that undosed. He then regretted having said no because he had to learn and push his limits at some point or he’d never be able to step fully into the world of Cubi. But maybe starting out slow with Gordon was the way to go instead of now?

  “Okay. And before you lose your abilities for critical thinking, then please tell me how ready you feel. How hard you feel I can go.”

  Alex smiled feeling self-secure as he looked into Kaydon’s kind eyes. “Give me what you got.”

  Kaydon’s eyes grew impossibly dark, and a shiver tore through him. “Oh, yeah,” he whispered, getting out of his shirt. Alex followed suit, undressing on his way to the sofa.

  Once naked, Alex went to Jaydon. “Please dose me, Sire.”

  “With pleasure.” Jaydon smiled as he grabbed Alex by the neck and pulled him in for what felt like a pretty hungry kiss. The dose spread, and Alex quaked against him. Strong arms encircled Alex from behind and lifted him, and Alex’s body shivered from need while his mind pushed all sorts of delicious fantasies on him. But his body felt empty and cold.

  “Please, please,” he begged, writhing on his back and drawing his legs apart, trying to stimulate himself a bit by jacking off.

  “Oh, I’m here. I’m gonna take good care of you,” Kaydon said, and then fingers pushed inside him. Alex groaned in relief and pulled his legs back to make room for more. He wanted more. He wanted to be filled and feel full. “I’ll fill you up in a second, trust me.”

  Okay, apparently the filter was gone, and Alex had said that out loud. He grinned at the honesty the dose could coax out of him. He opened his eyes to look at Kaydon. He loved how big he was. He looked strong and capable, and Alex shuddered at the remembered feel of his thick cock. “Oh, more! Let me feel it!”

  Kaydon’s arm flexed, and Alex felt fuller. “Oh, fuck, one day I’m gonna end up fisting you.”

  Alex’s dosed up mind pushed images of himself mounted on an arm at him, and he fucking loved the idea. “Oh, that could be so hot.”

  “Yeah, we’ll have to try that one day.” Kaydon shimmied closer, and Alex grabbed his legs and held them back. Kaydon grabbed Alex’s ass—a cheek in each powerful hand—squeezed and lifted him. Alex groaned loudly, and his asshole flexed in need. “Oh, that ass,” Kaydon whispered, and the fat head found its objective.

  Alex whimpered. “Shove it in, come on, gimme that fat cock!” When Kaydon complied, Alex’s eyes bulged, and the sting was unbelievable, but Alex loved it. He loved the pain in his ass cheeks being squeezed, and he loved being suspended halfway in the air because the Incubus held him there to fuck him.

  “Holy, fuck!” someone said, and Alex figured he’d once again spoken out loud. He didn’t really care. He just wanted to be impaled and fucked until the sofa ran out of functioning springs.

  Kaydon complied, and Alex grabbed at anything and everything to hold onto when Kaydon finally set the deep brutal pace, Alex loved.

  “Oh fuck, that’s it, that’s how my ass wants its cock!”

  “Your ass was made for my cock,” Kaydon growled.

  Alex looked up at him, loving the sight of gritted teeth and pearls of sweat beading Kaydon’s brow. “Yeah, big, and fat, and hard, and oh my God.” Alex rolled into the building pleasure, a
nd thoughts became incomprehensible.

  Then the cock in his ass disappeared. “No, no, put it in, give it to me!”

  “Oh, I’ll give it to you. But I promised you a position that’d allow me to give it to you good.”

  “Yes, yes, I want that, I want more, I want it hard!”

  Kaydon maneuvered him around, and Alex groaned and whimpered, loving the strong hands. And finally, Kaydon’s pole entered him again in one swift thrust, making Alex scream from the intensity of the thrust. Kaydon held still a second.

  “Fuck me, come on, more! Oh God, fuck me like that!”

  Kaydon set another brutal pace, and the position gave him free access, and it hit all the right spots inside Alex whose one leg was almost slung over Kaydon’s shoulder while the other was trapped between his legs as the big Incubus sat on his knees, holding Alex’s ass against his thrusting pelvis.

  Alex had nothing to push back against, no control to shove back for more, and he didn’t need to. He was getting exactly what he wanted, and the orgasm crashed over him.

  “Best, the best, oh my God, you’re the best fuck I’ve ever had!”

  Kaydon roared in orgasm, and Alex’s brain shut down along with his body. Holy shit, Alex had never felt that full, never that satisfied, never that out-fucked, and he barely knew what to do with himself or the heaving and quaking body lying on top of him. Or entangled with him. He certainly noticed that Kaydon was shaking, covered in sweat, and mumbling Oh, my God’s in his ear.

  “That was amazing,” Alex finally managed, and his mind came to enough to need some physical distance, but the big Incubus didn’t seem capable of making his body listen. Alex tried to stretch a leg which was pinned in an awkward angle between their bodies.

  “Amazing, good word, good choice.” Kaydon managed to flip off Alex and onto his side, and the sudden emptiness made Alex suck in a breath. “You okay?”

  “Yeah.” But his ass throbbed worse than ever. “Aw.”

  With uncoordinated limbs, Kaydon got up to kneel between Alex’s legs, and he held back one to have a look. “You look okay.”

  “Good.” For a moment there, Alex had feared he was bleeding, but apparently, it was just semen running out his ass.