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For a few seconds, I lose myself in kisses, until he whispers, “Fuck me, Cam. Please.”

Lust shoots through me. Oh yeah. It’s time.

I nudge the head of my cock against his hole and wait until all his attention is on me, then press forward slowly, letting him feel every millimeter of penetration. He moans, and when the ring of muscle relaxes around the narrower waist of my incubus dick, I reach out with my power and enthrall him.

Then I thrust fully into his ass, letting him feel my penetration all over again, from my perspective as well as his. He cries out, and my head falls back as the barrage of sensation increases, his pleasure rolling over me in waves. I can barely think for the intensity of it—I’ve never felt this before, and I’m barely holding back from orgasm after just a single thrust.

But I want to give him more.

So I pull almost all the way out, drawing an almost-sob from him, then plunge back in, setting up a steady, fast rhythm that should make his head spin.

Less than a minute later, he comes, his ass clenching around me so tightly I’m convinced I’ll become part of him. I wait just long enough to imprint the ecstasy on his face into my brain, and then let go.

When I can breathe again, I lift my head from its resting place on Micah’s chest and peer at his face. “Micah?”

He opens his eyes, then does a half sit-up to meet my lips in a kiss. The movement shifts me inside him, and we groan into each other’s mouths.

“That was incredible,” he pants.

I break away and smile. “For me, too.”

Micah collapses back onto the mattress, and I carefully withdraw my cock from his ass, then join him. He wraps his arm around me and pulls me into the warmth of his side. In a minute, I’ll clean us up. But right now, I’m going to bask in this moment.

* * *

I waituntil Micah’s breathing evens out and his body is slack beside mine, then creep out of bed. It’s a little cooler now, with the heating turned down for sleep, so I grab his shirt to wear and make for the living room, where the throw blanket on the couch will chase away the chill.

Once I’m settled in, I dial the one person I know I can rely on to come up with a plan.

“Hello, Cam! I was sure I’d hear from you sooner. How’s things in the frozen mountains?”

“It’s not that cold,” I lie, even as I tuck the blanket more securely around myself. “Alistair, I need help.”

I can almost feel him switching gears through the phone line. “Are you hurt?” His voice is no longer genial, and I realize I might have chosen my words poorly.

“No, no. That’s not it. I’m fine, I promise,” I race to assure him. I’ve only seen Alistair in super-serious mode once, and while I’ll always be grateful for what he did for me then, I don’t really want to see it ever again. “I need help with a plan.”

“Oh, well, then you’ve come to the right man. I’m the king of plans. The emperor of plots. Let me just go somewhere private so I can talk freely without nosy demons listening.”

Someone says something in the background, but I’m too busy remembering something I was told to listen. “Wait, Alistair—don’t you work with Micah’s cousin?”

“Who’s Micah?”

“My cousin,” that voice in the background says. “Who are you talking to?”

“I thought you said you weren’t nosy and you weren’t listening, Gideon?” Alistair taunts. “Lying nosy demon.”

I roll my eyes. “Stop tormenting him,” I order. “He might be able to help us. Can he keep a secret?” I’m sure he can, since he works for CSG, but the question is, will he keepmysecret?

Alistair hesitates. “What’s going on here, Cam?”

“I’m in love with Micah and have three weeks to show him he loves me too so we can live happily ever after.”

“Mmm,” Alistair replies. “I’m going to need my bros for this, Cam. Give me fifteen minutes to set up in a meeting room, and I’ll call back.”

“You do know you’re supposed to be working?” Micah’s cousin says.

“Hush, Gideon. This is of the highest importance. Clear your schedule for Operation: True Love.”

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