by Kaye Draper
"One of the court owned a human slave with the condition," Oisin said, as if that sentence was perfectly normal. "He was quite the favorite with the nobles." He frowned. "But he was...not all there."
Hisashi quirked a brow. I was looking at his face now. Somehow. "Yeah...it usually comes with other issues. Health stuff, extra organs...nine tails...."
I groaned. "Can you both just shut up," I demanded.
They turned to me, smirking. "There are more important things we need to be talking about right now," I reminded them seriously.
"Oh?" Oisin said with a smirk.
I nodded, straining to keep my serious face on. "Yes. Like do they both work? And what can we do with them?"
Hisashi laughed until tears streamed down his face, going to sit on the edge of the bed. "Gesa," he wheezed. "Gods you're fucking perfect."
I rolled my eyes. "That isn't an answer."
"There's really only one way to find out, darling," Oisin said, pacing over to Hisashi. The fae's beautiful erection wasn't he least bit fazed by all the yammering. It bobbed happily as he crouched at Hisashi's feet and demonstrated his truly awe-inspiring deep-throat skills.
Gods. They were trying to kill me.
Hisashi closed his eyes and let out a soft, canine growl. Opening those silver eyes, he beckoned to me, his face vulpine and ethereal. "Get over here, gryphon. The answer is yes. To everything. I don't care what you do. Just get over here."
I grinned.
Crossing to Hisashi, I bent to kiss him, incredibly turned on by the sights and sounds of Oisin sucking cock. "That is so fucking hot," I breathed.
Hisashi tugged me closer and I went, straddling his thigh as he drew my breast into his mouth, flicking his tongue over my nipple in wicked little bursts. I gripped his silky hair and held him there, moaning when his big hands gripped my hips and pressed me forward, rocking me over the hard muscle of his thigh.
Oisin moved and Hisashi fell back on the bed, dragging me with him. I kissed him hard, then rolled off to his side, meeting Oisin's eyes. The fae leaned in to kiss our fox as I scooted down to get my own taste of him.
Jesus, Buddha, and Odin. It was even more amazing up close. Two hefty cocks, situated side by side, nestled in a patch of snow-white hair above a perfectly normal looking sac. I was so Googling this later.
I took one of his dicks in my mouth as I stroked the other, all sorts of terrible, amazing, raunchy ideas coming to mind.
It wasn't long before Oisin joined me. Hisashi put a hand on both our heads, arching his back and moaning, "fuuuck."
I agreed.
When he finally insisted we both stop before he completely lost it, I sat back on my heels to see a feral gleam in Oisin's eyes. I didn't know if I should be excited or terrified.
"Gesa, come here beautiful beast." He dragged me to him and kissed me, hot and messy. Pausing, he unrolled a condom from somewhere—sneaky fae. Then he positioned me on my hands and knees so I was facing Hisashi, who sat up against the headboard. Oisin tangled his hand in my hair and pulled my head back as he slid inside me from behind. Hisashi's silvery-blue eyes stared into mine as he stroked both his cocks in one big hand, watching Oisin fuck me.
It wasn't long before I was growling and gasping out my climax, my skin buzzing as fae magic danced over my body. Oisin pulled out and slapped me on the ass, waking my sleepy senses back up. "All warmed up," he said to Hisashi, a wicked smirk on his beautiful mouth. "It should work now."
I flopped onto my back in the center of my thankfully ginormous bed, trying to catch my breath. "What should work?"
Oisin move to the bedside table and rooted around, emerging triumphant with a bottle of lube. "You'll thank me later, Gesa, trust me."
Hisashi laughed and kissed the fae before coming to join me in the middle of the bed. He dropped a sweet kiss on my lips, then pulled back before it could become more. "You know," he said softly. "I've had lovers call me a disgusting freak or treat me like a sideshow. I really don't know how to handle all this...enthusiasm." He was laughing, but I didn't think he was joking.
Oisin held up a foil package and quirked an eyebrow. Hisashi paused to slide on two damned condoms. It wasn't likely I could get pregnant by accident with another supe species. There was this…intent that had to be involved. And a whole lot of magic. But it did happen sometimes.
Hisashi grinned at me when he saw me silently laughing at the absurdity that was his sex life. I pulled him down to me again, sighing as his big hands ghosted cool misty magic over my skin, ramping me up all over again. When he rolled over me and positioned himself between my thighs, I got a sudden case of nerves.
"How does this work?" I asked, like an idiot.
Oisin slid up beside us and slipped a hand downward, barely able to close his hand around both of Hisashi's dicks. He squeezed playfully and Hisashi growled. "Kind of like this," he breathed.
I swallowed. "That's...." I dropped my head back and looked at the ceiling. "Still not sure if that is terrifying...or the hottest thing I've ever thought about. Kind of leaning toward terror."
Both men chuckled.
"We don't have to try this the first time," Hisashi said softly, deep voice full of love. "I can just use the one—"
I put a hand over the fox's mouth. "No more talking."
He turned his head and nipped at my palm with sharper-than-human teeth.
Oisin drew back and moved up beside me, kissing me with wicked intent. I heard the snick of the lube cap and Hisashi drenched me with the stuff, his cool magic dancing over my clit, then working me from inside as his fingers prepped me, stretching and taunting. I tensed when I felt a very large blunt object probe at my slick flesh.
It took some work, and we had to go slow, but Oisin was right. He had warmed me up by fucking me senseless first.
Hisashi pushed inside and I hissed in surprised pleasure, the stretch turning into excitement. He kept going, filling me until I thought I would burst, then held still, both cocks buried to the hilt, letting me adjust.
I gasped and panted against Oisin's lips like a fish out of water. It didn't hurt. It felt fucking amazing. But it was a foreign sensation, like nothing I'd never felt before.
"Okay, Gesa?" Hisashi's deep voice was a quiet whisper, full of strain.
Oisin drew back and I looked up at my fox, poised and waiting for me to tell him he wasn't a freak and I wasn't about to go running. "So much better fucking better than okay," I panted.
Then he moved.
I gasped and rolled my own hips involuntarily in response.
Hisashi groaned. "Careful, Gesa. Gods, I don't want to hurt you, babe."
Oisin chuckled, stroking my hair back from my eyes. "Oh, he's got so much to learn," the fae jackass said to me. As if I had no self-control.
Hisashi looked confused, but that didn't stop him from pulling out and pushing back in, gentle, careful.
I growled and reached out to grip his muscular ass and pull him forward, meeting his thrust with my own. "Fuck me already, fox."
His eyes widened, then narrowed, and he slammed into me with a deep chuckle, picking up the pace. "So demanding."
Oisin laughed. "You have no idea."
"You," I said between a gasp and a moan. "Come here, fae."
There was one sure-fire way to shut Oisin up. Or at least get him swearing in elvish so I didn't have to understand what he was saying. I growled as I swallowed him down, head turned to the side to reach my snarky, beautiful fae as Hisashi fucked me senseless.
I came so damned hard, I saw stars.
Chapter 7
I lay on my back with my head pillowed on Hisashi's arm. Oisin was draped over me in his usual leach-like fashion, and Hisashi brushed the fae's hair aside so he could stroke the graceful curve of Oisin's back in slow circles.
"I might be dead," I commented.
Hisashi laughed. "Oh?"
I nodded. "That's the only thing that would explain how damned happy I am right now. Although, how I ended up in hea
ven...."
Oisin's breath tickled my breast as he spoke. "You are perfectly heavenly. Your heart's still beating though, beast. And I feel—"
He tensed and leapt off the bed, his magic suddenly swelling around him like a living entity. I sat up and watched as he stormed to the door and flung it open.
Black was leaning against the wall on the other side of the door. He straightened and tried to escape as the door flew open, but Oisin—still buck-assed naked—moved with fae speed and grace, grabbing the taller man by the collar and dragging him inside the room. He flung the guy away and closed the bedroom door with a slam, turning to lean against it to prevent escape.
"Caught you, you sneaky bastard!" Oisin crowed in a merry voice laced with death.
Black straightened and brushed his gloved hands over his immaculate clothes, straightening out the wrinkle where Oisin had grabbed him. He kept his head down, eyes on the floor.
Hisashi and I moved to sit over the edge of the bed and drag on some clothes. Oisin crossed his arms over his chest, his long hair trailing loose about him in fiery waves and his soft cock on full display, as if he were completely comfortable strolling about issuing death threats in the nude.
Which...fae, so...this probably wasn't the first time.
Hisashi sighed and scooped Oisin's pants off the floor, taking them to the fae. "Put your dick away at least, before you start killing shit."
Oisin quirked a brow at him, but the anger didn't leave his eyes. He tugged his pants on, then paced closer to the quiet man standing in the middle of the room. "Feeding without permission is kind of tacky, isn't it?" he purred at the taller man.
I stood and went to join them before Oisin made a mess. I hated cleaning up blood.
Black kept his head bowed, as if he were expecting someone to beat him at any time. His silky caramel hair fell forward, hiding the ruined side of his face, but one eye flicked up to glance at me. I sucked in a breath. The eye that met mine was glowing like bright blue flame. I tapped into what little magical sense I had and felt his aura—bigger and stronger than before.
"What the hell is going on?" I demanded. "And why were you lurking outside my bedroom?"
He dropped his gaze again. "I apologize, Miss Lionheart. I came to bring you a message, but I was...distracted."
Oisin leered. "Oh, I'm sure we were very distracting."
Black folded his gloved hands in front of him and hunched his shoulders. "I didn't mean to," he whispered. "I'm just...."
"Starving," Oisin finished. The fae relented and took the shirt Hisashi held out, slipping it on and buttoning it in record time. "Is that why you bought the humans?"
I rubbed a hand over my face. "For the love of fuck, someone explain."
Black was silent, his chest rising and falling with very controlled breaths. He was scared, I realized belatedly. Whatever the fuck he was, he was powerful. But it just wasn't in him to fight.
Oisin was still glaring emerald daggers at the man.
Hisashi looked both confused and intrigued.
I was the only one in the dark. I heaved a massive sigh and pulled a chair over in front of Black. "Sit. If he was going to kill you, you'd be dead by now."
I turned to point at Oisin, "and you back the fuck off until I know what's going on."
Hisashi steered Oisin to another chair, then sat beside me on the bed. "You're an incubus?" my fox said, his deep voice soft and full of a combination of wonder and disbelief.
Black twisted his hands in his lap, still not looking up. But he nodded. "And a damned terrible one, at that." His voice was laced with scorn that was directed at himself.
I glanced around the room. "How?" I asked myself. "How the hell do I attracted every weirdo within a thousand miles?"
Hisashi snorted. Oisin raised a brow at me but didn't comment.
Incubus. I had heard of them, of course. But I always thought they were more myth than reality. I mean, if incubus existed, then that meant demons existed. And that was just nonsense. Everyone knew that shit was made up by the Catholic church to incite fear of the paranormal.
And besides, the soft-spoken, submissive guy in front of me didn't really scream "highly evolved sex demon predator" to me.
I turned to glare at Oisin as it sank in. "You fucking knew what he was? You asshole."
He shrugged. "Well, I wasn't sure. And he doesn't really act like any incubus I've ever met. I wasn't going to go around making baseless accusations."
I rolled my eyes. "Orion," I said calmly, Black’s first name feeling odd on my tongue. It made him more than Black, White’s slavish counterpoint. It made him a real person with fucking feelings. Ugh. "What the hell are you doing here?"
He heaved a sigh and finally met my eyes, his expression full of pain and self-loathing. "I didn't lie to you about my motives. I just want to go back home. To my employer."
I rubbed my temple, feeling a headache coming on. "And you didn't think it was important to mention the little...sex demon...thing?"
He averted his eyes again. "I don't see where that is any of your business, no offense intended. I've been dealing with my nature for a very long time." He swallowed and shifted, clearly uncomfortable. "I didn't know you and your associates were...involved. But once I realized this, I thought...perhaps the ambient energy would be good for me."
I shook my head. "Ambient energy?"
Oisin stared at Black. "You've been getting juiced up every time someone around here gets laid, haven't you?"
Black was silent. I groaned.
"I only ever drew in the ambient energy," he pleaded softly. "I never...took from any of you what you hadn't already released to the aether."
I didn't understand at all. But I did feel a bit creeped out. "I don't get it."
Hisashi turned to me, waving a hand at the air around us. "Magic is a give and take all the time," he explained. "Especially when it comes to...spirit energy." At my blank look he shrugged. "The soul?"
I tried not to frown at him. This intangible sort of bullshit was never my strong point. "Uh-huh."
He smiled gently at my ignorance. "It's hard to explain. But beings like Orion aren't really from this plane. So, they interact with the—spirit world? Aether?—differently than most others.
Black gave a soft, depreciating laugh. "My kind is meant to form deep connections with others," he whispered. "We aren't the monsters pop culture would have us be. But I am...defective. So, I make due with the remnants. Just enough to keep myself alive."
He sat back and looked up, meeting my eyes defiantly. "That's why I purchased the humans. I was starving and I wasn't thinking straight. I had let myself go too long without feeding or I never would have been so stupid. But I truly didn't plan to harm them. I thought...perhaps if I took care of them, paid them a wage, gave them a home. Maybe they would… stay."
I didn't understand. But I did sense the truth in his words. And a person would have to be blind to miss all the pain and loneliness pouring out of the poor guy.
"What do you mean you're defective?" I asked, probably too direct, but wanting to cut through the bullshit. "You have what...a case of incubus ED?"
His pretty mouth curled up in a brief half-smile. "Something like that." He gestured at himself, brushing his hair back briefly to show his ruined face and I wondered again about the gloves and high collars. "I'm not able to lure in prey the way my kind are meant to. I am...physically damaged—unattractive. And..." he sighed, "my character is also not...assertive enough to use my magic for dominating someone's will."
I stared at him in confusion. There were cultural differences, and then there were cultural differences. "You mean, you're a bad incubus because of a few scars and a need to be submissive?" I was so happy I’d done an internet search on that whole sub thing.
Black looked at the ground. "I'm a disgrace."
Oisin stood and paced toward him and I braced myself for more callous fae snark.
Instead, the little terror stroked a graceful hand through B
lack's hair, then sank down in front of him, forcing him to meet his eyes. "The only disgraceful thing, love, is that you feel that way about yourself. So much that you hate what you are and try to hide it."
He grinned. "Do you want me to show you how desirable you really are, scars and all? I've had my fair share of experience." He grinned. "I know how to treat a submissive lover with the respect and reverence they deserve."
Orion blinked one eerie blue eye at Oisin, his pretty face full of shock. "You're...not teasing me."
Oisin shook his head. "No. I'm not. You aren't one of Gesa's pride—that's for her to decide, not me. But we've taken you in, so we would never let you starve." He smirked. "And believe me, it would be no hardship to keep you well fed."
Oisin stood and moved to sit beside Hisashi on the bed.
I didn't know what to make of that whole conversation. But I put my big girl panties on. Again. It was becoming an annoyingly frequent thing for me. "Orion?" He glanced at me and I continued. "What can we do to help? I don't know you, really. I can't say there is...emotion involved. But if you need--"
He held up his gloved hands. "You and your pride are amazing, Miss Lionheart," he said, his soft voice cracking. "Really. I've never felt so...accepted. But I really do want to go home. And...my interests lie elsewhere." His shoulders sagged. "That's just another problem with my character. I'm not meant to be attached to just one person. And yet...." He shrugged helplessly.
Oh. I nodded, as if I was wise and cultured and not completely out of my fucking element here. "Okay. Well. We will keep trying to get you back home and you can...secretly benefit from my sex life. But Orion?"
He met my eyes again and I continued, a bit of a growl lacing my voice. "If White is the one who put those scars on you, I will fucking gut him and feed his organs to the crows. I'm not helping you run right back to a monster."
He sucked in a breath and swallowed hard. "I know what you think of Mr. White," he said firmly. "But he didn't do this to me. In fact...he saved me from the one who did. I owe him a life debt. I need to go home."
I filed that information away in the file labeled "not fucking likely," and soldiered on. "So why were you outside my bedroom door if you didn't come here to suck up sex energy?"