by Erin R Flynn
“A soak sounds perfect,” he agreed, leaning over and plugging it up. “I was wondering if I was in the way since there were men’s clothes in your closet.”
It took me a moment to catch up, and then a laugh burst out. I waved him off as I undressed. “For the cover. I didn’t know which way I was going with the cover, so I left it vague as staying here and maybe like I was the mistress or my sugar daddy had the place. I have no idea whose clothes those are. Corporate owns this place.”
“I did a bit of research when you admitted you were with them, and that company is a beast. I mean, it’s huge and does a lot of good, and apparently you guys do so much more not on paper.”
“I wouldn’t be a very good spy if I left a paper trail,” I teased him as I showed him the options of bath products. He gave me a surprised look. “Aren’t bears really sensitive to smells and stuff?”
“You are so kind it’s at your very core to always think of others,” he praised as he kissed my cheek. “Yes, but I would sit in a tub of shit if it meant I got to sit with you.”
I wrinkled my nose. “I wouldn’t. That’s gross. I’ve worked at too many clubs that have lingering smells of piss, booze, and vomit. I only go near things that smell pretty.”
“I love eucalyptus and mint,” he decided when I waved them at him again.
I dumped a lot in, loving it too and since the tub was big. It also had a control panel with temperature, so we didn’t have to wait long to get in. He went first, and I turned off the lights so we could enjoy the Denver skyline since the view was awesome and the tub was by the window. I was struck stupid when he dunked under and came back up. Fuck, he was gorgeous.
“Sweetie, you stare at me like that and I will not behave, and I want to be a gentleman when you’re giving me a chance I don’t deserve.”
“You do,” I argued, hurrying to get in. It was big enough that we both fit easily, but it wasn’t like I had a ton of room to swim around. Once I dunked under, he opened his arms for me and I went over to him, moving between his legs and leaning against his back. We were quiet as we stared out into the night. “Want to talk about it?”
“Yes, but I’m not sure what to say,” he admitted, hugging me to him. “I believe in ISLE. I believe in their mission and the good at the root of it. I hate it’s being torn apart and torn down. I hate I was a part of it when it went off the tracks.”
“You were honorable, and that was all you could do.”
“Was it?” he questioned. “I was offered a management position long ago and a few times since. Would things have been different if I’d taken it?”
“Was there any chance you could have been director?”
“No, I’m too young. Or I was at the last election for consideration.”
“Then you couldn’t have changed it, Dylan. You wouldn’t have been driving the train either way. Maybe, and I mean maybe, you could have let the right people know sooner if you were higher up, but you probably would have been implicated in it all now. Or they would have thrown you from the damn train, and we would never have met. You wouldn’t be there now when ISLE needs you to help get it back on track.”
“Thank you,” he whispered, hugging me to him tighter. “Thank you. I know you have so much on your shoulders and it was you ISLE was after, but I needed to hear that. I didn’t realize how upset I was until talking with Aidan and grasping everything I knew is being torn apart. Even if we put it back together, I’ll be the guy who helped rip it up.”
“Yes, but you had to do it so it could heal right and get the help it needed.” I turned so I was straddling his lap, giving him a soft kiss. “You didn’t do it for me but because it was right. Maybe my involvement was what helped push you, but if it had just been some other demon, I know you still would have done the right thing.”
“I’ve been doubting that.”
I gave a dramatic sigh. “What did I tell you about my being the boss? I can’t even leave you on your own without you tying yourself up, can I?”
“No, please don’t ever leave me on my own,” he murmured as he moved closer. “You be the boss.”
I shivered as his large hands cupped my ass. “Damn right I am.” I kissed him, tangling my fingers in his hair as my tongue explored his mouth. “You are so much trouble.”
“Pot. Kettle.”
Fair enough.
We made out a bit longer but then actually did relax for a while. He did good keeping his need and desires pushed down, but after we dried off I realized it was my need hitting me so hard. I brought him over to the bed and pushed him to sit down before moving to my knees.
I shook my head when he argued. “I want to take care of you tonight. Let me.”
“You really want to?” he checked, joy lighting up his eyes when I nodded. “Any chance you’ll swing that perfect ass up here and let me enjoy you again?”
It took a lot to convince me to do that… Yeah right. We moved up the bed, and I straddled his head. He attacked me like he was starving while I took care of him. It felt so different being with someone and not needing to feed, being full even. It was even better for me because I could let go and just enjoy it, but I knew my feeding felt amazing, so I wasn’t sure if Dylan liked it better.
I wasn’t sure I wanted to know the answer.
He’d also been getting me ready so when he finished but was still hard, I turned and lowered myself on his monster. He opened his mouth, but I just shook my head.
“I’m taking care of you tonight,” I reminded him. “Let me please you, Dylan.” I moved his hands to my breasts, and he moaned as I rocked my hips. “Good?”
“Perfect,” he promised.
I suppressed a gasp when I felt what he wanted most. I stopped moving and swallowed loudly before taking a chance and doing what I never had before.
I stopped using glamour. It might be a huge mistake, but for the first time I wanted someone to see the real me when I was giving them my body.
16
His eyes went wide as he saw me as I really looked.
“Is this the real you?” he checked. He sat up when I nodded, suddenly feeling stupid to be naked and really me for some reason. He cupped my face and pulled me closer, studying my eyes and hair. “You really are perfection. Fuck, I didn’t think anything would be hotter than the rainbow hair, but your eyes are—I’ve never seen irises like this.” He moved his hands back to my breasts. “Fuck, pale, pale skin with pink nipples that just—”
I kissed him to shut him up before I blushed all over. He moved his hands to my ass as I held onto him as we moved together. My breasts were smashed against his chest as he pulled me on him faster as we desperately kissed.
“Yes, yes, make me come,” I begged when his need hit me. He wanted to feel my body strangle him as he rocked my world. I dug my nails in his shoulders as his grip tightened on my ass hard enough to bruise. I kissed down his chin and sank my teeth in his skin when I felt how much he wanted it. He hit the perfect spot in me again, and I came with a scream, my body convulsing around him until he finished too.
“I need you again,” he panted against my lips.
I leaned back and gave him a hurt look. “Did you not enjoy it?”
“What?” he gasped, his eyes going wide. “It was so good I need more. I need more of you.”
“I don’t…” I shook my head. That didn’t make sense. It felt like a smack when he chuckled, and I tried to move away, but he rolled us, trapping me with his larger frame.
“Sweetie, has a man never made love to you twice? They’re always wiped after once because you feed, right?”
I nodded, catching up and feeling stupid. “So I satisfied you without feeding?”
Understanding filled his eyes, and he gave me a soft smile before kissing me. “Yeah, it was so good I’m addicted now and not in the way you worry about. Can I show you?”
I bobbed my head, getting there was more to this and still hung up on him referring to us having sex as making love. I mean, we weren’t
in love, but we cared for each other. Did that really change things?
Apparently the answer was yes. He showed me the answer was absolutely yes.
He trapped my hands above my head under one of his as he turned my hips and pushed my knees to my chest and then proceeded to absolutely make his point and convert me. Whatever it was, I was converted for sure. He took me so hard and hit every delicious spot and nerve that I wasn’t able to do much besides moan and beg for more.
“So it’s still good even if I don’t feed?” I checked when we were done, both of us gasping for air. “I’ve never had sex without feeding.”
“Was it as good for you?”
I nodded. “Better. I didn’t have to focus on feeding. I could just enjoy being with you. I didn’t worry the whole time I was hurting you or…”
“Being a monster?” he asked gently, kissing me when I nodded. “You are not a monster, sweetie. You’re perfect, and yes, it’s just as pleasurable as when you feed with the bonus I get to have you again until you can’t take anymore.”
“Is that a challenge?” I teased him, smiling when he did.
We ended up wearing each other out, totally sated and without worry when we snuggled down to sleep.
The next morning I woke before him and my alarm, deciding to take a quick shower to clean up since we’d really only soaked and he’d gotten me even dirtier. I could do my hair after my workout, as there was too much to dry before an outside run and then have to do it all over again. I threw it up and moved under the water once it warmed up.
“Are you trolling me right now?” Dylan asked as he opened the glass door a few minutes later. I yelped and spun around on him, rubbing over my heart as he wiped the sleep from his eyes. His voice was heavy with sleep, but other parts of him were wide awake and excited to see me naked and wet.
“What?” I asked as he came in. “Why?”
“Did I scare you?” He waited until I nodded. “So you weren’t playing with me?”
“No, why?”
He burst out laughing as he moved me against the wall and rubbed his dick along my wet skin. “I woke to you in the shower singing that Ariana Grande song about walking funny after being with a guy who has the huge cock.”
I blinked at him a minute and then tried to hide my face as I flushed. “I didn’t realize—I wasn’t…”
“Thanks, my ego needed that,” he teased me as I ducked against his chest. He kissed my neck. “But it makes me want to come make you walk funny, sweetie. You wanna walk bow legged? Did you wake tender and thinking of me?”
I nodded, feeling how much he wanted to hear it. “I healed, but yeah, I was deliciously sore.” I turned the tables on him and moved back under the water, wiggling and touching myself as I started singing again. I held out my foot to him, which he caught, and teased myself. “Did you find bliss in me?”
“You know I did,” he growled, his normally stern eyes looking dangerous and in the best sort of way. “I’m gonna make you scream if you keep teasing me.”
“Can you?” I challenged.
Yeah, he could. Seconds later I was pressed against the glass wall as he screwed me with more energy than most men had before coffee. Any harder and we would have broken the glass, which he seemed to realize as his arm wrapped around my breasts and kept me stable on my feet.
“Some day I’m going to do that in your tight little ass and have you beg me for more,” he panted when we were done. I shivered, and he licked along my neck to tease me. “You want to see if you can handle my monster, don’t you? Will you scream for me, sweetie?”
I gave him a curious look over my shoulder. “Since when are you so aggressive?”
“Now and again,” he admitted, kissing my lips. “I’m an Alpha bear. I’m not passive. I’m more mellow than most, and I love a woman who takes charge in bed, but now and again, yeah, I get aggressive. You seemed to like it so I figured… No good?”
“No, I love it,” I promised, clearing my throat. “I’ve always dreamed of being comfortable enough with someone that they could rip my clothes off and just go wild, but that’s something you do with someone you know, and I’ve never been with someone like that.”
“I get it,” he assured me when I seemed to be rambling. “Sounds like fun. Is the dirty talk okay?” My body twitched around him, and he chuckled. “So yes, got it.”
“Not always, but yeah, it’s fun.” I moaned as his finger slid in my ass and he brought me just with teasing me while his dick was still in me. “Did I deserve that?”
“I like spoiling my girlfriend,” he murmured.
“Is that what we are?” I asked hesitantly.
“Yes, but I’m cool if she dates others as long as I know and she’s not stepping out on me,” he said after a moment. He pulled out of me and turned me around, kissing me tenderly. “I don’t mean if you need to feed. I get you’re a succubus and…” He smiled when I flinched. “I caught that was the type of supe you flinched on when someone said the list.” He held his fingers over my lips. “I don’t care what you are, sweetie.
“I get you have to hide and even your name. You’re back to your glamour this morning. I understand. I’ve never actually met a succubus, and I’m glad you keep yourself safe. I get you’ll have to feed and have sex even for work. I’m fine with that. I’m saying I don’t want another man in your bed or staying the night unless we’ve discussed it. That’s the line that would upset me.”
“I need to think about it,” I admitted. “I’ve never even considered it before. I’ll think about it though.”
“Good, thank you,” he whispered against my lips.
We hurried to finish up, and I was dressed before the twins arrived. I stared at them a minute and realized I didn’t think I could give them up. Now that I had this chance to have people in my life, I didn’t think I wanted to live without them.
“The twins, Aidan, and I,” Dylan told me as if understanding where my mind went. “You’ll feed from the angels, but you won’t have sex with them, and none should be in your bed overnight and risk getting anything on you when one said women could get pregnant from any seed touching them.”
“That is seriously the strangest thing I’ve ever heard,” Owen said, shaking his head.
“Yes, because changing into animals or anything else magical is okay, but magical spunk is too much?” Dylan teased him, and when he put it like that, I had to agree it wasn’t the weirdest thing.
It was still weird though.
“So I have four boyfriends if I want?” I asked Dylan, glancing between him and the twins. “I go from never having one to four and one put a tracker in me?”
Dylan shrugged. “You don’t have to go out with any of them or Aidan. I’m just discussing how I feel and what I want with you. I hope you’ll talk to me too.”
I nodded and left with a kiss, thinking about it the whole time we worked out and even during lunch after. I brought back food for Dylan and then met up with Pine at the latest victim’s place. When we finished with that, I had too much spinning around in my head. I found Aidan at home base as I went to give some instructions before I headed to the club. I thanked him, took the picnic and stuff with me, and headed to the portal.
“What’s with her?” he asked Dylan.
“I brought up us dating and said I was fine with her dating you and the twins as well. She seems to be trying to wrap her mind around it,” he answered, sounding calm about it. “She’s never dated, Aidan, and now four of us want her as ours. Pushing her to pick would have her run from all of us.”
“I’m fine with you and the twins,” Aidan assured him as I reached the portal. “I’m fine with whoever she wants as long as she doesn’t cut me off and includes me.”
Men were weird. That was the decision I came to as I arrived at the club. The bartender had something for me again, saying it was a courier this time. I sighed as I looked at the expensive watch. It had to be a few grand at least.
And I had forgotten to ask Aidan abou
t the flowers. This was silly. Why send it to the club when I saw him?
“I have to return this,” I muttered, shaking my head.
“You know who it’s from?” he asked.
“No, but it’s the style of someone trying to get me to go out with him.” I locked it up with my stuff in my car and lost myself in the music. I was glad that Sebastian came in, and he distracted me as I listened to him talk before the party I had to work.
“I put you on the schedule for next week,” the owner informed me after I walked Sebastian out.
“I haven’t decided yet,” I challenged, giving him a hard look. He’d made it like he was doing me a favor by even considering Kyle after he interviewed and he seemed to remember it was a miracle I would work at a place like that. “We getting a new security guy before the busy weekend?”
“I want at least a month out of you if I hire your guy,” he pushed back.
“You’re lucky someone like him would consider this place. Fine, a month but you keep to my rules.”
“Deal. I’ve got parties lining up for you, and now they’ll be more than willing to buy bottles if they get to see your tits,” he replied, a bit too much excitement in his voice.
“I didn’t agree to that. I said maybe. I’ll see how it goes with him here. I was clear up front I don’t show my tits.” I glanced over at the party area like I was considering it. “Maybe if you get some privacy screens. Maybe. We can discuss it later.” I didn’t give him a chance to reply, heading to the party waiting for me.
It took me about two dances to get fed up with the group, none of them happy I wouldn’t get fully naked when they were paying more for me and to get me for their party. I about blew my shit after one told me the owner charged a hundred dollars extra to book me and they had to buy the bottle. I stormed right into his office and demanded the hundred bucks, saying it would pay for three lap dances and if he tried again to sneak shit around me, I would walk.
