Page 36 of His Incubus Husband

“Show me your true form.”

For a few heartbeats, the demon didn’t move.

Then…

Red tint spilled over his skin, and it had nothing to do with welts from whipping.

His features were inhumanly beautiful, with a full, impeccable mouth, sharp cheekbones, a clever forehead, and large, almond-shaped eyes framed by dark, feathery lashes. His hair was jet black in wild curls around his head, and his irises glowed like rubies. His skin was bloodred except for his hard cock and large nipples, which were lighter, becoming soft pink at the tips. Those nipples stuck out from full pecs, swollen and suckable, and Oswald’s mouth watered. The creature’s hairless underbelly had a lovely curve, as if he were four months pregnant, and Oswald immediately thought of the organ it held.

A demon’s womb.

Dark red wings spread above the bed, and a long, pointed tail swirled behind the creature.

Valentino didn’t take his glowing eyes off Oswald’s as his insides softened and his hole deepened. He sank impossibly lower onto Oswald’s hard shaft, his stretched ass lips kissing Oswald’s balls, and a tight little mouth deep inside his body engulfed Oswald’s cockhead.

It began spasming and sucking, and Oswald bucked from the onslaught of pleasure.

The demon’s womb demanded its reward.

Valentino rolled his hips as the mouth to his womb sucked Oswald’s cock. He grabbed his pecs with both hands and began milking them. Soon, pearly liquid began streaming from his nipples then squirting in small spurts.

Oswald parted his lips and closed his eyes.

The creature leaned over him, and the poisonous milk jetted into his mouth.

He swallowed and opened for more.

Oswald’s rut lasted for the entire night.

He knotted Valentino and bred his womb many times over. As morning light crept into the room, he had Valentino on all fours in the middle of the bed. He held the demon’s tail with both hands, pulling on it roughly as he fucked him with his swollen knot. Valentino’s womb squelched and churned with the abundance of cum.

He slept in Valentino’s arms, a possessive hand over Valentino’s full underbelly. He was wrung out but also relieved.

There were no secrets between them now.

And it seemed Oswald had acquired a pet.

6

PROMISES

Tino applied shimmery balm to his lips and ran his hands through the blond curls on his head. They fell back into place in an effortless tangle. He turned to check his ass in the mirror. Oswald would love those white lace panties. Tino imagined his alpha taking them off with his teeth as he patted the curve of his ass cheek. He’d been sunbathing in the nude on the terrace of their hotel suite almost every day since they’d arrived in France. He’d acquired a light tan.

He could easily adjust his tan—go pale or enhance it—by shifting forms. Yet Tino had decided to stay in this body for the duration of their trip. It matched his new travel documents as a twenty-year-old omega student, which was practical. But if he were honest with himself, he preferred this form simply because it was how he’d first met Oswald.

It was nearly one hundred degrees outside, and Tino paired his tight cream shorts with a white silk shirt that flowed around his torso, cooling his skin. He left the top three buttons open, revealing his chest.

Oswald had finished his last meeting today and was waiting for him in the hotel lobby. Tino hurried to him, excitement making his smile widen. His alpha stood, slipped his phone into his pocket, and opened his arms to Tino. He pressed a tender kiss to Tino’s temple, and Tino’s eyes fluttered shut from the simple touch.

He felt the gazes of other hotel guests on them, and he took in the envy coming from some of the older alphas and even a few omegas. Oswald and Tino looked outrageous together: a wealthy, older man and his beautiful, much younger lover. Tino liked playing it up. He took Oswald’s hand into both of his and pressed a long, lingering kiss to it before batting his eyelashes up at his alpha.

“Did you have a good day?”

“It was tedious. Meeting after meeting. But I believe this evening is going to turn out wonderful.”

Tino beamed up at him.

“You look stunning, my little demon,” Oswald told him.