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My uncertainty must show on my face, because he says, “Are you sure? Beca—”

“No, I’m sure. I top.”

He gets it then. “Oh. I like bottoming, Micah. It’s fine if you don’t want to switch.”

That’s good. Right? Except now that the thought is in my head, I think maybe I shouldn’t be so quick to dismiss it. “Let’s focus on tonight.”

His smile returns. “So… we’re good to go?”

“Very good. Me topping, vanilla sex, enthrallment included. Yes?”

His answering “Yes” has barely left his mouth before his fingers are tearing at the buttons of my shirt. We get naked as fast as possible, falling to the bed in a tangle of arms and hands and mouths—

“Ow!” I pull back from Cam’s kisses to toss aside the shoe I landed on.

“Okay?” he murmurs, licking down the side of my neck. I don’t bother to answer—I’m busy exploring the narrow expanse of his chest. The blond curls on his head are repeated there, finer and paler, but just as pretty, and I thread my fingers through them, grazing over his nipple in the process. His tiny growl is music to my ears.

I work my way down his body, ignoring his protest as I move out of reach of his mouth. He can have his turn to explore later. His dick is standing at attention, and I wrap my hand around it. I’ve never seen an incubus cock up close before, and it’s fascinating. I knew what it would look like, of course, but that’s not the same as holding it and feeling the shape for myself. The “waist,” nipped in like a wasp’s body, is even more defined than I thought it would be. I think about how that would feel entering me, and suddenly I’m even more curious about bottoming than I was before.

But now’s not the time to think about that. I bend my head and lick the tip of his dick. He makes a sound of encouragement. “I want to be your all-day sucker.”

Uh. What?

I lift my head to stare at him, and he shrugs. “I guess I’m not that good at dirty talk.”

“The premise is good.” I pat his thigh reassuringly, liking the idea of sucking on his cock all day long.

“Oh, good.” He hands me a packet of lube. “Take care of this, will you? And then you can fuck me until my ass reshapes itself to fit only you.”

My head spins with the thought, precum leaking copiously from my cock. I tear open the packet and make quick work of prepping him—not that he needs much. His muscles relax almost the second I touch him, letting my fingers slide in and out of his hole with little resistance.

“Mmm.” His eyes slide closed. “Love this.”

My breathing speeds up, gaze locked on his flushed face and blissful expression. “I can tell.”

Opening his eyes, he looks directly at me. “I want more.”

I withdraw my fingers, and he adjusts his position on the bed. The puckered pink skin of his entrance beckons me, and I line my dick up, pressing forward against the fluttering resistance of the muscle.

“Micah?” Cam’s voice draws my attention to his face. “Are you ready?”

My cock throbs in response. “I’ve never been so ready for anything.”

In the next moment, a fog of lust sweeps over my brain. Ihungerfor Cam, for his body, his ass. My hips surge forward without conscious thought, desperation to take him seizing every atom of me, and as my thick, hard dick drives into him, it drives intome. We cry out in unison, and I realize that I’m feeling what he is. Panting, I thrust, dying to conquer, to send him insane with the same wild desire and pleasure I’m drowning in. Each movement, every breath is an echo, a dizzying double-hit of sensation, his and mine, of quivering, tightening muscles and sparking nerve endings.

Higher and higher, tighter and tighter, more and more, Cam’s excitement and need flooding my brain and pushing me faster until his orgasm floods through me, swamping me with pleasure and making me come so hard, the world fades around me.

CHAPTERNINE

Cam

“Cam?Come on, it’s time to wake up,” a familiar deep voice coaxes. A hand lands on my shoulder, not quite shaking, but definitely not letting me sink back into the glorious arms of sleep. “Cam?”

I groan, haul the covers over my head, and snuggle down. Micah might be an excellent fuck and a nice guy, but I’m not waking up.

Micah.

The puzzle!

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