Page 23 of His Incubus Husband

Tonight, he’d only taken what he’d craved. Tomorrow, he’d show his gratitude.

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OBEDIENT

Oswald woke up late. He could guess the time from the way the light filtered through the curtains, reaching only a few inches into the room. The sun was already high up.

He rolled his tongue in his dry mouth and grimaced. He was thirsty. Groaning, he sat up and stretched his neck. He stiffened when his eyes fell on a small figure huddling by the bed.

The memories came rushing back.

How he found Valentino in his bed last night and how he didn’t resist for longer than a few minutes before fucking the unearthly creature. As soon as he pushed deep enough past the tight pucker, the omega’s ass turned into a damned vacuum. It rippled and squeezed his cock, milking him into a violent orgasm. For a second, he feared it would chew his cock off, but then the soft mouth of Valentino’s womb engulfed his cockhead, and he lost himself in pleasure.

What was Valentino? Did Oswald want to know?

The most beautiful, youthful omega knelt by his bed, dressed in a black lace bodysuit. His head was down, and he held a tray with a glass of water and a plate of green grapes.

Oswald wordlessly took the water and chugged it down. Then he popped two grapes into his mouth. He set the empty glass back onto the tray. Valentino didn’t lift his gaze and didn’t move.

Intrigued, Oswald stood and cast a silk robe over his shoulders. He tied it and folded his arms over his chest. He eyed the kneeling omega. How far was the little menace willing to go for a dick?

Oswald left Valentino there and went to the bathroom. He used the toilet, brushed his teeth, and took a shower. When he reentered the bedroom, Valentino was still kneeling in the same spot, the tray steady in his hands. Wasn’t he getting tired holding it? His hands should be trembling.

Oswald walked over to his favorite armchair and sat comfortably. He observed the omega, thinking. What to do, what to do…

The creature wasn’t human, that much was sure. He insisted he only wanted sex but also said Oswald shouldn’t trust him.

Could one of his enemies have sent Valentino? What for? The President wanted him humiliated and dead, not fucking a gorgeous young man into oblivion. Besides, that moron didn’t have the subtlety to come up with something more innovative than a hired hitman.

What if the omega hadn’t lied? What if he truly had returned for the sex?

“Put that aside and come here.”

Immediately, Valentino set the tray on the nightstand and crawled on all fours over to Oswald. The bodysuit narrowed down into a thong in the back, revealing the omega’s pretty ass cheeks.

He paused by Oswald’s feet and looked up with heavy-lidded eyes.

“What do you want?” Oswald asked. “Why are you still here?”

“Last night, I promised that I would serve you today.” He paused and blinked innocently. “What do you want me to call you?”

Oswald hesitated then smirked. “How about Sir Oswald? Finally, a good use for the silly title.”

The omega nodded to himself. “I want to serve you, Sir Oswald.”

The submissive persona was a stark contrast to yesterday’s cocky seducer. Valentino was anything but boring.

And the smooth, pretty body in all that lace. Pink nipples winked at Oswald through the openings in the elaborate fabric. The omega’s lips were the same shade. Plump and soft.

Oswald parted his robe over his groin.

“Make me come,” he ordered.

Valentino smiled pleasantly. “Yes, Sir Oswald.”

He ran his hands along Oswald’s inner thighs and mouthed his cockhead. Oswald’s dick hardened in no time, and Valentino sucked on the upper half, his clever tongue dancing along the underside. He used both hands to massage Oswald’s balls and the base of his erection.

He was skilled, scarily so. As if he could sense what Oswald was feeling, he used his fingers to tease around the dormant knot and his tongue to send sparks of pleasure from the spot just beneath the crown. When Oswald was close, Valentino swooped down, his lips nearly touching the base, and he gagged, his throat working. He gulped down Oswald’s cum hungrily then licked his cock until it began softening.