“We get them when we enter into the Book.”
“Why did you?” Ivan couldn’t imagine willingly subjecting himself to such a thing. But then again, there was much about Nix that was incomprehensible.
“Oh, I’ve always wanted to be in the human realm.” Nix stretched his arms out over his head, looking very feline in his movements. “There are some incubi who feed on our own kind, but I’ve never found it satisfying. I prefer mortals.”
Ivan’s fingers drifted to one of Nix’s piercings again. “Have you fucked women?”
“I’ve fucked all kinds.”
Ivan tugged the piercing, not quite as harshly as he wanted. “You liked it?” he asked, the question coming out gruff.
“Of course.” One of Nix’s hands trailed to his other piercing, tugging it in time with Ivan’s teasing. “Women are divine.”
“I always liked them.”
“I’m sure you did.” Nix flicked his gaze to Ivan. “You know bisexuality is a thing, don’t you, Ivan?”
“I was raised by a vicious mobster, not under a rock.”
Ivan might not be ready to say the words out loud but wasn’t completely dense—he was becoming increasingly aware he wasn’t the straight arrow he’d believed himself to be. As evidenced by the purple cock he was currently staring at—as Nix hardened under their combined touch—one he was seriously considering putting his mouth on at some point.
“Of course, darling.” Nix turned onto his side again, completely uncaring of his nudity or his erect state, propping his head up on his hand. “And how did your vicious mobster father reconcile his backward beliefs with your brothers’ predilections?”
“Alexei I think he genuinely didn’t know. Sascha…” Ivan shrugged. “Denial, I suppose. He was always softer with him anyway.”
“Do you wish he’d been softer with you?”
“What good would wishing for that do? He’s dead.”
It was probably the wrong thing to say, when they were sharing truths—he was probably fucking all this up—but Ivan was new to pillow talk. Normally it was just a hurried fuck and then calling his driver.
But if Nix minded Ivan’s bluntness, he didn’t show it. His hand was drifting under the sheet, his aim unmistakable.
Ivan caught his wrist. “No touching my cock while you discuss my father, if you please.”
Nix flashed him a taunting grin, but he didn’t fight Ivan’s hold. “Then we’ll change the subject.” His grin dropped, a thoughtful look taking over. “I think we should be staying with Sascha and Kai in Maine.”
Ivan was caught off guard by the suggestion. “Why?”
“Kai’s better at protection than me. He’s an actual warrior—the kind of demon you intended to summon.” Nix managed to sound both sheepish and pouty at the thought. “And I think we’ll want backup if we intend to shake up your men, and sweet Sascha might need some in-person convincing. He doesn’t seem very fond of your business.”
“He hates me,” Ivan admitted.
“Ah, ah.” Nix raised his free hand and wagged his finger in Ivan’s face. “He can hate how you act without hatingyou. He loves you, silly. Humans are very complex that way. Also—” Nix’s voice lowered into a seductive purr. Taking advantage of Ivan’s loosenedgrip, he dipped his hand under the sheet, tracing Ivan’s cock in the idle way he’d been tracing his chest earlier. “I need a vacation. You’ve been working me to the very bone.”
“You interviewed a total of two of my employees.” Ivan kept his voice cool, even as blood rushed to his dick with each dancing touch of Nix’s fingers.
“And got shot,” Nix added, thumbing at Ivan’s cockhead. “Andwas railed quite aggressively against a hotel room door, I might add.”
“Is getting fucked by me one of your duties, then?” It should have been insulting, but heat pooled in Ivan’s belly at the thought: Nix under his command, taking everything Ivan had to give him.
“It is,” Nix told him, pushing Ivan once more onto his back and looming over him. “And I’m afraid it’s going to be quite a constant demand on my faculties.”
He swung his leg over Ivan, settling over Ivan’s thighs, holding himself above him like a taunt.
He was stunning. Tall and strong and most likely completely out of Ivan’s league, if Ivan wanted to care about such things.
Ivan ran his hands up Nix’s silken thighs. “Why isn’t my cum leaking out of you right now?” he asked, not sure if he was curious or disappointed.
