“You like my loud, obnoxious family who takes up the whole pool deck area, causes scenes in restaurants, and carries around mistletoe? You mean that family?”
Nathan laughed. “Yeah, they’re great. I mean, your dad and brother are just chillaxin’ on a cruise with a bunch of gay men. You know that’s weird, right?”
“I don’t know if it’s weird. Uncommon maybe.”
“Weird or uncommon, it’s super rare and super cool.”
“Yeah, I guess from the inside looking out, I get embarrassed. I know that’s why they do a lot of things they do, because they enjoy embarrassing me. But they love me. No one ever was weird when I came out. I actually told my dad first.”
Nathan raised his brows, startled by the shy man’s bold move. “Really?”
“Yeah, he’s calmer than my mom, and I didn’t know what she would say. Or if she would embarrass me or something. I went in my dad’s office and sat down. He looked up over this book about the Civil War. He loves the Civil War. Then he said, ‘You look sick. What’s wrong?’ Then I just blurted, ‘I’m gay,’ and he laughed.”
“I’m so sorry.” Nathan caressed Josh’s back.
Josh laughed and shook his head. “No, it wasn’t like that. For, like, a hot second, I was crushed. But then he said, ‘Oh, we already knew. But thanks for finally telling us.’ And then he started talking about the Battle of Gettysburg. It was such a nonissue with my family. I guess I’m kind of an asshole for being annoyed with them over this”—he made air quotes—“boyfriend cruise. I mean, I’m really freaking lucky.”
Nathan nodded. “That you are. I might get a phone call from my mom on Christmas, and I might not answer it.”
“I’m sorry.”
Nathan was too. His family didn’t care about him anymore. Sure, Mom would call every few months, an obligatory check-in with her slutty gay son, who thankfully never came home to embarrass them. Lauren barely texted, unless it was to send pics of nieces and nephews he’d never met.
It was safer to avoid them, because neither had forgiven him for his actions, and he couldn’t blame them. He’d done most of it on purpose, yet he’d been unable to control himself at other times. Angry at his life and confused, with an angry demon growing inside him, Nathan had only found pleasure in sex and hurting others.
“I don’t want to talk about sad family stuff.” Nathan gave Josh a tight-lipped smile.
“Fair enough.”
He couldn’t explain his fucked-up past, but he hated being dishonest with Josh. Though it wasn’t like he could come out and say, Yeah, I never knew I was one-quarter sex demon exuding magical pheromones to make people want me. I slept with men my mother and sister dated, so they’re kinda upset with me.
Watching Josh’s family, the way they laughed and joked, the way they supported Josh, stirred a longing inside Nathan he hadn’t acknowledged much in the past.
“Can I tell you something?” Nathan said.
“Sure.”
“Watching your family doesn’t make me sad I don’t have a good relationship with my family. I’ve made my peace with that a long time ago. But it makes me feel like I want a family. Is that weird?” He’d gone through life feeling like all he had to live for was sex. But there had always been something missing.
Being with Josh and his family made Nathan’s longing so very prominent.
“I find it a little bit surprising,” Josh said.
“Why?”
“Usually my family scares people away and makes them want to be by themselves.”
“I’m being serious,” Nathan insisted, wanting Josh to understand things Nathan, until recently, hadn’t even acknowledged himself. “I’ve traveled all around the world, and I’ve done most of it by myself, which was okay at the time, but… well? What I’m trying to tell you is… I’m tired of being alone.”
There, just blurt it out.
Nathan’s skin warmed. Once the words were out, he realized how true they were. Being not a real demon and not a real human, Nathan never fit in anywhere. He had a version of family here on the Pride, but the Fae just wanted to fuck him, and most of the crew didn’t trust him because he was part demon. He longed for a home where he was completely accepted and loved.
He doubted it could happen.
But dammit, he wanted it!
Desperately.
Josh slipped his hand into Nathan’s. “I’m tired of being alone too.”
They stood for a moment, staring out into the sea.
Nathan chuckled and squeezed Josh’s hand. “That was awful sappy and serious, wasn’t it?”
Josh chuckled. “Yeah, I guess. But that’s okay. I don’t mind serious and sappy.”
“I feel like I can tell you anything, and you’d understand me.”
Josh looked up at him, brown eyes dancing. “If you must know, I feel the same way.”
So overcome with sudden relief and the absolute rightness of being here with Josh, Nathan kissed him.
It started out gentle, just a little peck. But then Nathan drew him into his arms, gazing in wonder at Josh.
Josh chuckled and cast his eyes down in the most fetching way.
Nathan caressed his soft cheek with the back of his fingers again, and then he cupped his cheek and drew Josh in for another kiss. This one was warm and wet, and their tongues danced innocently, nervous.
Nathan didn’t know which one of them withdrew first or who deepened the next kiss. But suddenly Josh’s arms were tight around him. Nathan cupped the back of his head, plunging his tongue deep.
He groaned for more.
Josh had full, soft lips, and he was an adventurous kisser. Their mouths battled with passion, and every cell in Nathan’s body sang with life and desire. He felt like he was living in that perfect photograph, listening to the perfect song.
Kissing Josh was magic, almost of a supernatural kind.
The aroma of Josh’s desire, the desperation of it, was palatable in the night, and Nathan’s mouth watered for the culmination of that hunger. He wanted to devour every kiss, wring every ounce of pleasure from Josh, and taste the magic in his cum. Nathan had learned how magnificent a lover could be with full clarity—touching Nathan, not the incubus—and those orgasms were sweeter than honey.
But Josh’s arousal stirred more than demon desire and a hunger to absorb his orgasm.
It stirred Nathan’s heart, making him ache for so much more.
What is this man doing to me?
Gasping for breath, Josh withdrew but did not loosen his grip. “Whoa.”
Nathan was short of breath too. “Whoa is right.”
When Josh dove in for another kiss, Nathan could not deny him.
They kissed slow and deep, their heads turning with practiced ease, their hands roaming and tongues colliding. It was the most intense feeling Nathan had ever experienced. The kiss awakened his demon like never before, hungry, desperate.
But no longer fighting for control. Human and demon both in sync, desperate to give Josh the pleasure he sought.
Josh pulled back again to caress Nathan’s chest, thumbs flicking over his nipples and making Nathan shiver.
“Oh my God.” Josh ran the flat of his hand down Nathan’s stomach and around to his back, feeling, exploring. Then he kissed Nathan’s chin, his cheek, raining little kisses on him before he dove back in and sucked on his lower lip. “You’re such a good kisser.”
“So are you,” Nathan purred, tasting his lips again.
“I can’t get enough of you, Nathan.”
The sound of his name on Josh’s lips, coupled with Josh’s eager whimpers as they kissed and groped, sent a tremor of lust and heart-wrenching need through Nathan’s body.
He just wants me, just me!
Back when Nathan foolishly came during his sexual encounters, he hadn’t understood he was casting spells on his lovers. He justified the orgasms he took from people, because the incubus power gave as much pleasure as it took. It also left them all begging for more,
entranced by Nathan, and willing to do anything for him.
What once had fed his ignorant ego, now exposed how little his lovers had cared for him. They wanted the sex, never even got to know Nathan. They craved the incubus, so Nathan became the incubus. But he was no longer just a demon. He was a man. A man with a heart, dreams, and needs.
Needs that he suddenly realized only Josh could fulfill.
Overcome, Nathan cupped that delicious bubble butt and squeezed, pressing their groins closer, moving with a hungry rhythm like they had on the dance floor.
Nathan sidestepped toward the wall and pressed Josh against it. Josh groaned when the wall increased leverage, their pelvises tight together. Nathan couldn’t get enough of the warm body in his arms. He wanted to touch him everywhere at once, kiss and taste everything.
He needed Josh’s orgasm so badly, his mouth watered for it.
“My God, you’re so sexy,” he whispered in Josh’s ear, nibbling on his lobe, then sucking it and inhaling the scent of sweat, sunblock, and desire from his neck.
Not enough.
Maybe it never would be.
“I can’t take much more of this,” Josh said, letting out a breathless chuckle.
Nathan ground into him more. “Damn, I wanna make you come so bad.”
Josh smiled at him. “Something about you makes me lose control. It’s kinda scary.”
“You never have to be afraid with me,” Nathan promised with confidence, running his hand down Josh’s cheek. His demon wanted Josh, but it also wanted to keep Josh safe.
Strange, but his demon had never thought of keeping a lover safe before.
“I know this sounds so sleazy but…,” Josh started. “Is there, like, a bathroom around here or something?”
More startled by Josh’s question than the unexpected protectiveness of his demon, Nathan drew back and grinned at Josh. “I know just the place.” He grabbed his hand, leading them toward a set of stairs with a rope barricade and a Crew Only sign. Though expressly forbidden to bring humans into crew quarters, Nathan didn’t care.
His demon was so very, very hungry.
And it wanted Josh.
“Can I go down there?” Josh asked.
“Yes,” he said, unhooking the chain. They stepped down, and Nathan hooked the chain back in place before taking the steps two at a time, all but dragging Josh with him.
“Where are we going?”
They stopped in front of a service elevator. “You’ll see.”
Once inside, and thankfully still alone, Nathan hit the button for the crew quarters’ deck, then had Josh against the wall. He pinned those wandering hands above his head so he could still kiss and dry hump him, while preventing Josh from discovering any more of Nathan’s hot spots and shattering what fragile control held the demon in check.
When the elevator opened, they broke apart, breathless. Nathan led him down the narrow hallway with the crew dorms. At the end of the hallway were two bathrooms, men’s and women’s. He hurried them into the men’s, noting one of the showers was running.
But he was too hungry to care.
Nathan held a finger up to his lips and then curled his finger for Josh to follow him into one of the shower stalls.
The second they were alone, Nathan pressed Josh up against the tile.
Eager and hungry, Josh returned the kiss with fire. Josh groaned, and Nathan captured his moan with another kiss, fighting a whimper as Josh’s hands wrapped around his own erection.
Damn, if Nathan wasn’t careful, Josh would make him come!
Nathan pulled back. “We have to be really quiet,” he whispered.
Nodding, Josh ran his hands over Nathan’s chest and up to his shoulders. “Are we really doing this?” he whispered, eyes drunk with lust and wonder.
“God, I hope so.”
The scent of Josh’s desire spiked higher than before. He let out a faint whimper. “I’ve wanted to for so long…. Can’t believe it’s finally happening.”
Nathan leaned close to Josh’s ear. “What do you want to do?”
“I don’t know,” he whispered. “I just need to come so bad right now.”
Music to an incubus’s ears.
Nathan chuckled and fumbled for Josh’s waistband. “Here, allow me.” He all but growled, unsure where the power to stop his eyes from glowing came from.
Kissing all the while, Nathan fumbled and struggled to lower Josh’s zipper and push aside his underwear.
Blue bikinis.
“Fuck, these are hot.” Nathan dropped to his knees and buried his face in that blue fabric, inhaling the rich scent of desire like a drug. The bikinis still cradled Josh’s balls, his solid cock hard and exposed, the tip wet with precum. Nathan pushed the underwear all the way down, tucking them under his balls and revealing everything to Nathan’s hungry gaze. He’d been abstinent for too long and could wait no longer.
He took that warm, hard flesh in his hand. He stroked and Josh hissed. All the dirty dancing, the grinding, and that hot make-out session—this wouldn’t take long.
Nathan needed it all so bad!
Nathan gazed up his torso at Josh heaving a breath. Their eyes met, and Nathan grinned wickedly before licking Josh’s head.
He trembled from the powerful magic, the taste of Josh’s precum.
All for Nathan.
His demon side purred.
Josh wore a delirious smile on his face as Nathan continued to stroke his shaft. Starving and desperate for Josh’s release, Nathan swallowed his cock down. He rolled up and off, watching Josh’s face as much as he could.
He wanted to see Josh’s expression when he came, draw out as much of the magical essence from his orgasm as he could. Nathan trembled and their eyes met. Josh chewed on his lower lip and let his head fall back against the shower wall, his eyes never breaking contact with Nathan’s. He gave the cock in his hand a good squeeze, then tightened his lips around the shaft and sucked him down to meet his hand. On the upward stroke, Josh’s entire body convulsed and Nathan’s heart skipped in anticipation. Josh let out a gasp as he came hard and swift.
Nathan fought down the possessive growl as power and light and ultimate desire swept over him. He closed his eyes, unable to stop the glow in his gaze as Josh’s cum shot down his throat in warm pulses. Nathan sucked harder, longer, not wasting a drop of his essence. The pleasure Josh experienced became Nathan’s. He lived Josh’s every tremble, every shake. He relished the power those little convulsions gave him.
Nathan had never tasted a more delicious orgasm in all his life—so sweet, so pure and illuminated with power.
Breathless, and once sure his eyes had returned to normal, Nathan stood and leaned in to kiss Josh, his pulse throbbing under his skin and his mind a haze of pleasure. He’d wanted his first time with Josh to be more romantic, but Josh drove him crazy.
Now that he’d tasted the power of his release, he felt stronger, able to think more clearly about this whole surprising attraction to Josh. His demon’s desire to take from him but also to keep Josh safe.
The shower two stalls over turned off.
Nathan put his finger over Josh’s lips, eyes wide to be quiet.
Somebody whistled while they dried off.
Josh shook beneath him, and when their eyes met, Josh tried his hardest not to giggle.
The humor was contagious.
Nathan tried to stop it, but he couldn’t and a chuckle escaped him. And that’s when Josh started laughing out loud.
“Is somebody fucking in the shower?” a voice demanded. It was Bruno, a wizard on the waitstaff.
Then Josh exploded with laughter.
“So gauche,” Bruno said. “Fucking fairies.”
Nathan laughed harder.
Then Nathan and Josh couldn’t stop laughing. When they heard the door slam shut, they laughed even harder.
“I can’t believe we did that.” Josh reached for Nathan’s cock. “Now it’s your turn.”
“No, I’m okay.”
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Most of the crew were within close proximity, and if Nathan dared let himself come, the fairies would know he was in here, and they’d probably knock down the door, ready to join in. He couldn’t explain that to Josh.
Or to the captain why he had a human in the forbidden area of the ship.
“You sure?” Josh purred, his cheeks flushed.
The power within Nathan stirred, but incubus magic was a potent aphrodisiac he did not want to unleash on Josh too soon. Josh was far more adventurous and sexual than his innocent demeanor portrayed, but if Josh experienced real incubus sex, what if he became no different than the fairies on board, hungry for pleasure and seeing Nathan as nothing but a means to their sexual end?
Nathan’s heart couldn’t handle that.
Maybe one day he would sweep Josh away with his incubus power, make him come for long minutes, over and over, experiencing full-body orgasms, but not now. Besides, Nathan was more than satisfied. He’d experienced all the pleasure of Josh’s orgasm already.
“No, we better get out of here before we’re caught. Bruno’s a notorious tattletale.” And Bruno only had to tell one person, because gossip traveled at lightning speed aboard the Pride. “I never brought anybody down here before.”
Josh looked at him, playful but serious. “You mean you don’t usually bring passengers to the crew quarters?”
“That’s what I said,” Nathan assured him. When he saw the doubt, the questions in Josh’s eyes, he forged ahead. “I’m no saint, but this is different. I don’t know why, but it is. I want you to know that.”
Josh blinked a few times, and it seemed his body relaxed. “Okay.”
After they adjusted their clothing, Nathan led Josh from the bathroom, taking a private corridor to reach the passenger elevators to minimize their chance of being seen belowdecks by another para. They held hands the whole way back to Josh’s cabin, stealing a few kisses here and there.
At his door they paused, no one in the passageway.
“I feel bad that you didn’t get to….” Josh blushed adorably. Now in the bright lights of the “real world,” he was more embarrassed than he’d been while they were alone, uninhibited, and wild.
Nathan liked both sides of Josh.
“I promise you, it’s okay,” Nathan assured him.
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