Page 26 of Snowed In with an Incubus

Jaz caught it before it could dart back down underneath him. He shivered as she ran her fingers over the thin stem.

“Cute,” Jaz muttered.

“Not so cute,” he reminded her. “It cut you, remember?”

Jaz shrugged. Her tongue darted out, hanging over her lower lip.

“Not much,” she said. Then she leaned in and sucked the pointed tip of his tail into her mouth, running her tongue over theridges.

Sam moaned, shocked. His stomach muscles jerked, legs shifting in the sheets as the sensations flowed over him. No one hadever touched his tail before. He hadn’t touched his tail. On the rare occasion it manifested, he always ignored it, and he’d been appalled to realize he’dcurled it around her leg while he fucked her last night. He’d definitely never imagined anyone sucking on it, running her fingers down the smooth length. It felt electric. Like how Jaz had touched his wings, so gently alongthe thick veins.

Jaz pulled back from his tail, grinning with delight. “You’re both so squirmy!”

“Says you,” he replied, out of breath.

He surged up, grabbing her wrists and pressing her down into the bed. For a moment, he was worried he overstepped, but shesmelled delighted the whole time, her desire only getting stronger as he loomed over her.

She was still grinning. He loved that. He’d never met anyone who smiled so much during sex. With her bright grin, flushedcheeks, and red hair spilling over the pillow, she really did look like the sun.

He drifted his tail down her stomach, watching her face carefully. The grin didn’t let up, her desire only growing thickeras he ran the point of his tail over the soft skin of her thighs, tracing the Band-Aid he’d smoothed there last night, thenshifting up to tweak her clit.

“Mm,” she moaned. “Oh, shit.”

“Like that?” He circled her clit carefully.

She hummed in pleasure, blunt nails trailing up his back. He braced for it, but he still shivered when she circled the baseof his wings with her thumbs. She seemed genuinely into his incubus traits. Would she like it if he fucked her with the tail?The idea filled him with equal parts dread and hunger. He pulled his tail back and placed his fingers there instead, movingdown to dip inside her and gather some slick before returning to her clit.

She made a desperate noise, grinding against his hand. The desire pulsed out of her skin, getting stronger and stronger. Heburied his face in her neck, licking up new and dry sweat.

“Yeah,” she gasped. “Mm. Taste good?”

He nodded. Salt on his lips, desire on her skin. It was hard to keep his rhythm even, fingers shaking as he worked her clit.

“About to taste even better,” she panted.

“Please,” he said mindlessly, mouthing the bruise on her neck. “Fuck, please give it to me.”

She let out a surprised giggle. It morphed into a moan, her head tipping back and her hips snapping up off the bed as shecame.

Her desire slammed into him like a tsunami. Wave after wave, his wings flaring with it, his eyes burning hotter than ever.How did he go a lifetime without this? Who would ever deny themselves? Nothing had ever felt as good as Jaz’s desire, thickand bright and blinding. Sam couldn’t see beyond it.

Finally, the world came trickling back. Jaz had a hand on his cock, pumping slowly.

Sam groaned, strangled. “Fuck.”

“That’s the idea,” she told him. She bit his ear, the small sting of pain making his cock jerk in her teasing grip. “Wantmore?”

You’re full, he reminded himself in a scolding tone that sounded strangely like his parents. You shouldn’t take any more. But it was so hard to listen to that voice, so quiet in the roar of her delicious desire.

He nodded into her neck.

“Good,” Jaz said. “Me too.”

He made her come with his cock. Then with his mouth, licking the taste of latex out of her and sucking her clit. Then withhis mouth again, holding her legs open, hands slipping on the mixture of sweat and release on her thighs. He was drunk withit, lost in her pleasure, purring contentedly against her pussy. I could do this forever, he thought hazily as he licked yet another orgasm out of her. He could live like this, making her come again and again,wringing them out of her until—

She pushed at his forehead with a trembling hand. “O-okay, big boy. Think ’m done.”

He whined, rubbing himself against her puffy lips. Then he froze, his mind coming back. The rumbling purr stopped, and heimmediately felt stupid for letting her hear it. He was even glowing, like a weirdo, soft purple light emanating over his skin.