Page 113 of Wanted: Rogues and Bards

Lirion smiled even as he tipped his head to steal a kiss from Fenric, who didn’t stop glowering. He might have even growled, which tickled Lirion. “Your worry was very unnecessary but very cute.”

“Is that right? Then I’ll never save your ass again.” Fenric released him and took a step away as if he meant to walk to the bow of the ship.

Lirion caught his hand before he could get away, pulling him in close again. “Don’t do that. You’re so dashing when you come to my rescue!”

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

Leaning in closer, he brushed a kiss across Fenric’s Adam’s apple. “I don’t think I’ve properly thanked you for risking your life to save me.”

“I didn’t do it for thanks. And as you said, it was unnecessary.”

“I know, but I still need to show proper appreciation for your gallant efforts. There are plenty of people in the world who wouldn’t even consider risking their life for another.” As he spoke, he continued to tug Fen toward the stairs leading below deck. The devilish rogue continued to glare, but there was far less resistance in his gait as he followed Lirion to their private cabin.

As soon as the door closed behind them, Lirion pushed Fen against the wall and neatly fit his body between his legs so he could be as close as possible. Their mouths came together so naturally, as if he’d been born to spend his life kissing Fen. Tongues tangled. God, Fen could kiss. Lips that spent so much time frowning were so deceptively soft and sweet.

He slipped a hand inside of Fen’s shirt and slid it up across rock-hard abs and far too many scars to pluck at one tender nipple.

“Lir,” Fen panted as Lirion moved to nibble along his jaw. “This isn’t necessary. If you’re hungry…”

“You know this isn’t about hunger or thanks. It’s about enjoying our time together.”

Fen lowered his head and Lirion’s heart skipped at the smile sliding across his perfect mouth. “We always enjoy our time together.”

That was the truth.

The clothes came off more quickly now. A loud squeak jumped from the bed as they tumbled onto it, their mouths barely leaving each other’s bodies.

Heat, sweat, and lust swamped Lirion, but there was something else this time, delicate as frost in the dawn light. Fen lay half on top of Lirion, trapping his legs under one thigh while his hand caressed up his chest. Lirion felt cherished by his gentle touch, but it was the underlying quiet possessiveness that whispered like a siren song to something hidden deep within him.

Part of him longed to be possessed, body and soul, by this man. To belong to him and only him.

As if Fen could sense the direction of his desires, he crushed his mouth to Lirion’s, and they lost themselves in the demanding kiss. The fire blazed between them. Hands grabbed and stroked. Cries of pleasure and need broke from Lirion’s parted lips as Fen’s fingers slid inside of him, stretching his body.

“Fen!” he choked out, lifting his hips, needing more.

“Rush, rush, rush,” he teased, even as a bead of sweat ran down his jaw. His voice was low and rough with his own need, but there was playful mocking in the sparkle of his eyes. “You’d think you’d enjoy a bit of torment.”

“Torment has its place in life, but not when I need to be stuffed full of your cock,” Lirion grumbled. Usually he could roll with the playfulness, but tonight he was feeling needy.

Fenric slowly worked his fingers in and out of his body. At the same time, he kissed his way down Lirion’s chest, licking across his stomach as if he’d been dying to taste his skin.

Hot breath danced across the head of Lirion’s cock, and he froze. It was so rare for any of his partners to suck his dick. There were a few who needed it to get off, but it wasn’t about his pleasure.

The expectation was that, as an incubus, he should be the one to give and give and give.

Fen dragged his tongue across the sensitive head and down the shaft, wringing a cry out of him loud enough for all the ship to hear. His hand found Fenric’s head, and his fingers tangled in those silken locks as he chanted Fen’s name over and over again.

The combination of wet heat and fingers working his ass broke all restraint he had left. And then the wicked man crooked his fingers, finding the magic spot that set his entire body ablaze.

His orgasm ripped through him before he could even warn Fen, but he didn’t seem surprised as he drank down every drop.

When his orgasm had faded and Fen had licked his cock clean, he sat up, smirking and sucking his bottom lip into his mouth, looking so damn proud of himself.

“That was not my plan,” Lirion wearily snipped, even as his own mouth turned into a grin.

“Oh, I’m not done yet. I wanted to test out an old wives’ tale.”

“What? That incubus cum will make you immortal?”