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care? God, of course he cared. He didn’t want to lose this closeness, this instant connection he’d found with Morgan.

But Alexis was hungry. He might not be doing a smart thing by

jumping in bed with Morgan, but whatever. He needed it more than

his next breath, and he knew better than to believe that they wouldn’t fuck, if not today, tomorrow or the day after. The chemistry between

them was unbelievable.

Wordlessly, Alexis got in the car. Morgan slid into the driver’s

seat and started the vehicle. The road led right up to the university, snaking around the rougher part of the terrain. It was kind of slow, but anticipation was just another part of foreplay. And Alexis knew just

how to fuel the fire between them.

Not looking at Morgan, he placed a hand on the other man’s thigh.

His incubus senses told him Morgan wanted him, but Alexis wasn’t

sure how his soon-to-be lover would take his advances while here in

the car. When Morgan didn’t move, Alexis dared to take things

further. He allowed his palm to travel down to Morgan’s prick and hid a grin when he felt the hard cock under his touch.

Morgan released a low groan. “Baby, if you continue doing that, I

might not be able to control myself.”

Alexis turned toward Morgan and smiled. “Who’s asking you to?”

He continued his lazy massage on Morgan’s prick, half hoping

Morgan would indeed pull over and fuck him over the hood of the

car, half waiting to see if the other man could resist him. It was a sensual game, and Alexis didn’t want to think too much about the

stake. He already knew Morgan meant much more to him than his

usual fucks.

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Much to Alexis’s surprise, Morgan didn’t yield to his

ministrations. His jaw clenched, he drove all the way to the university without saying another word. As soon as he parked the car, he burst

out of it, as if angry. Alexis almost thought he’d crossed the line, but then Morgan opened Alexis’s door and roughly pulled him outside.

Heat and hunger assaulted Alexis as Morgan dragged him in the

direction of the dorm. They ran into several students, but thankfully, no one they knew and no one who stopped them. With each second

that passed, Alexis’s arousal increased more and more. He’d had

lovers who’d manhandled him before, but never had anyone awoken

such a desire inside him, the absolute need to surrender to Morgan, to allow the other man to do whatever he wanted.

It seemed to take forever, but at last, they were inside Morgan’s

room. Another guy was there, probably the student who shared

Morgan’s quarters. One gaze from Morgan had him grabbing his bag

and scurrying out of the room.

“Is that okay?” Alexis asked as he watched the man flee.

“It’s fine.” Morgan shrugged. “He’s always been afraid of me, for

no real reason other than my parentage.” His dark-green eyes grew

almost black. “Now, if you’re not afraid, come here.”

Alexis didn’t hesitate for one single second. He stepped in

Morgan’s embrace, his senses assaulted by the other man’s unique

scent. Morgan smelled like the sea, wild, untamed, dangerous, and

yet, so soothing. Alexis didn’t know what to expect, which side of

Morgan he would see.

Morgan wrapped his arms around him and squeezed him tight. His

lips lowered over Alexis’s slowly, as if the shark were giving Alexis one last chance to back out of this. Alexis had no intention of doing such a thing. He pushed himself even closer to Morgan and crushed

his mouth to that of his soon-to-be lover.

Immediately, the tables turned. One moment Alexis was initiating

the kiss. The next, Morgan’s tongue was in his mouth, ravishing,

claiming, taking no prisoners. Alexis moaned as Morgan’s flavor hit

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his taste buds. It was like dangling a steak in from of a starving man.

Alexis needed more, much more.

Morgan, however, seemed to plan to drive Alexis crazy. His hands

slipped over Alexis’s back and went to Alexis’s buttocks, kneading

and caressing. Even through the material of his shirt, Alexis felt the touch like a brand. It burned him. It made the hunger even greater.

He tore his mouth away from Morgan’s and glanced at the other

man. “Please,” he begged, panting like he’d been running a marathon.

“Please, don’t make me wait.”

Morgan just smiled at him. He squeezed Alexis’s hand and slowly

led him to the bed. It was supposed to be a single—all beds were

singles in the dorm—but Morgan’s was bigger simply because of his

larger build. Alexis swallowed around the sudden knot in his throat.

This was it. They would at last have sex, and Alexis felt nervous.

What the fuck? He’d long ago stopped being nervous regarding

any carnal activity. Hell, he’d never been shy. It wasn’t in incubus

nature. They studied the Kama Sutra once they were old enough to

begin their sex life and, after that, put into practice everything they learned. And yet, he was nervous. Once more, the doubt invaded him.

What if Morgan realized Alexis didn’t have anything to offer except

sex?

Morgan massaged his shoulders and whispered in his ear, “We

don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. We can wait as long as

you like.”

And just like that, decision replaced the anxiety. Sex was a

weapon for incubi, as well as food and pure enjoyment. Right now,

Alexis would also use it as a coaxing technique. He would blow

Morgan’s mind, make it impossible for the other man to ever replace

him. Alexis might not have too many qualities, but he could give his

lover mind-numbing orgasms. Of that, he was certain.

He turned in his man’s embrace and grinned. “No waiting. Now.”

Still looking into Morgan’s eyes, Alexis began to unbutton his

shirt. Morgan’s stare went to his fingers, taking in each inch of flesh

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Alexis revealed. He didn’t make a sound, merely stood there and

watched. It was strangely erotic, and Morgan’s gaze seemed like a

palpable caress on his skin. Finally, the shirt was off. Alexis let it slide to the floor with a swish of fabric.

He sat on the bed and glanced up at Morgan. He didn’t speak,

simply extended his hand in silent invitation. Morgan understood. He

toed off his shoes and removed his shirt. Alexis got rid of his own

shoes and socks. He was just starting to work on his pants when

Morgan joined him on the bed. “Let me,” the shark said.

Alexis allowed his hands to fall to his side and waited for

Morgan’s next action. Morgan worked his zipper open and the sound

of the teeth coming undone seemed obscenely loud in the silence of

the room. Even if Morgan hadn’t actually told him not to move,

Alexis did his best to remain motionless. He’d have liked to help out, at least to finish removing his clothes. As always, Alexis’s outfit was tight and constraining, incubus wear not easy to remove for someone

not used to them. But Morgan didn’t have any trouble. He pulled

Alexis’s pants off with striking ease, releasing Alexis’s hard cock

from its confines. The shark tossed the trousers on the floor then

lowered himself over Alexis. “What do you want, baby?” he asked.

“Tell me.”

For all his skill in sex talk, Alexis could only say one thing.

“You.”

It must have been the right answer because Morgan pressed their

lips together once more. As their tongues dueled, Morgan’s hand

snaked between their bodies and engulfed Alexis’s shaft. Alexis’s

moan was swallowed into the kiss, his hunger fueled by the one he

sensed coming from Morgan.

Greedy, desperate, Alexis wrapped his arms around Morgan’s

neck, trying to rub against Morgan for at least some measure of relief.

All his barriers fell when he was around this man, but he didn’t care.

He just wanted Morgan to fuck him.

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Morgan must have felt the same need. He tore their mouths apart

and actually ripped his own pants off. Alexis barely managed to

suppress a gasp. It seemed gossipmongers were right about one thing

with regard to the Cunninghams.

Morgan exposed two hard cocks to Alexis’s astonished gaze, and

Alexis licked his lips. He wanted to taste them, to have them in his

mouth and in his ass. He wanted Morgan to use those thick pricks and

pound him into the mattress. His anus clenched in anticipation as he imagined how it would feel.

“Still haven’t changed your mind?” Morgan asked in a low, husky

tone.

“Are you trying to scare me?” Alexis shot back. He arched a

brow. “You can tell me right off the bat if you don’t want me here. I have other things to do.”

He didn’t actually mean those words, of course, and Morgan must

have realized it. The shark laughed and grasped Alexis’s hand,

bringing it to his two cocks. “I do believe this proves just how much I do want you here.”

Alexis noticed with a great deal of awe that his fist couldn’t even

grasp the whole of Morgan’s genitals. How would he ever take them

inside his body? Well, if anyone could, it was an incubus, and it must be doable since Morgan’s parents obviously made it work. But he

would not think about that right now. His focus was Morgan.

“Come on, Morgan,” he purred. “Fuck me.”

Morgan reached for the nightstand and, after a few seconds of

rummaging, returned with his prize, a bottle of lube. He dropped it on the bed and eyed Alexis. Alexis suppressed the urge to fidget. There

was a dark light in Morgan’s eyes. Alexis felt as if he were prey and Morgan the predator, ready to devour him any moment now. He

couldn’t wait.

Perhaps because of that all-consuming passion, Alexis was

surprised when Morgan slowly pushed him down on the bed. He

didn’t rush. Instead, he peppered Alexis’s face with kisses, butterfly-

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light caresses that both teased and humbled Alexis. He lingered over

Alexis’s ear, nibbling the lobe and exploring the shell with his tongue.

His hands didn’t stay idle, mapping a trail of fire over Alexis’s skin.

Morgan’s fingers stopped over Alexis’s nipples and tweaked the small

buds. Every tiny sensation seemed like a note in a symphony meant to

seduce and drive Alexis crazy with lust. And as Morgan’s tongue

traveled lower down, sinful images invaded Alexis’s brain, those of

Morgan’s gorgeous lips wrapped around his prick, sucking him deep.

As if guessing his thoughts, Morgan continued his journey down

Alexis’s body. He abandoned Alexis’s nipples, focusing on his navel

and abs instead. He thrust his tongue inside the tiny hole in an

imitation of the act Alexis most hungered for. Alexis writhed under

the touch. His navel had always been an erogenous zone for him, and

Morgan had apparently discovered it.

“God, Morgan,” he cried out. “Please.”

Morgan didn’t answer, but Alexis could feel the other man’s

satisfaction irradiating from him. He lifted his mouth from Alexis’s

abdomen and gave Alexis a look that held so much heat Alexis could

have melted right then and there. “Your wish is my command.”

It was the only warning Alexis got before his new lover took his

cock in his mouth. Wet heat surrounded Alexis’s prick, better than

anything Alexis had ever experienced. He distantly heard his own

voice blabbering incoherent pleas, begging for more. His incubus

senses reached out to the pleasure Morgan selflessly offered, feeding off of it. Alexis couldn’t get enough. He couldn’t have stopped

himself if he tried. He started thrusting into Morgan’s mouth, fucking the other man’s face.

If Morgan was surprised, he didn’t show it. Instead, he received

everything Alexis offered and silently demanded more. His hand

caressed Alexis’s hip in wordless reassurance, telling Alexis it was

okay to let go. Over and over, Morgan sucked him deep, and Alexis

could feel the genuine pleasure coming from the other man. He knew

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Morgan was getting off giving him this blow job, and it made the

entire thing even better.

And then Morgan took Alexis’s cock into his throat and

swallowed around the head. Alexis couldn’t hold himself back

anymore. Crying out his lover’s name, he came, sending his seed

down his lover’s throat.

Morgan swallowed every drop of his offering and, when Alexis

was spent, gave the sensitive shaft a few more licks for good measure.

Alexis melted into the mattress, feeling boneless after the mind-

numbing climax. He just needed a few moments to catch his breath,

and then he’d give Morgan the same pleasure he’d received.

But Morgan obviously had other plans. He retrieved the tube of

lubricant he’d earlier abandoned and opened it. As Morgan poured a

generous amount of liquid on his fingers and slicked up his cock,

Alexis’s libido instantly reignited. His cock went rock hard again, and for once, Alexis was thankful for his incubus abilities.

He lifted his legs, bending himself nearly in half and exposing his

hole to Morgan’s gaze. Morgan’s slippery finger rubbed against his

hole and just that simple touch made Alexis shudder in lust and

delight.