Shared (Incubus #5)

Incubus Kit has finally been claimed by his master, Sebastian, a sorcerer as ruthless as he is powerful. Kit is hooked on his master’s touch, eager to please and obey him. Kit’s desires are so intense, his hunger so great, that in amused exasperation Sebastian recruits a friend to help him wear Kit out. Kit is both frightened and intrigued at the thought of being shared with another man. Fortunately, Sebastian is only too willing to encourage the shy Kit to open up…

4300-word MM erotic romance.

Excerpt:

“How would you feel,” Sebastian asked one day, “about being shared with other men?”

Kit froze. He had been tucked into his master’s side in the library reading a book, and now he did not dare look up. Maybe he was supposed to say no, that nobody could please him the way his master did. Or maybe this was a kink and he should say yes.

Kit went with the safest bet. “I’ll do whatever you want.”

Sebastian reached over, snapped his book shut and took it out of his hands. Kit stared at his empty hands instead, still not daring to look up. He did not want to know what his master was thinking. “Pay attention while I’m talking to you,” Sebastian said.

“I am.” Kit always paid attention, especially when he was pressed nice and warm into his master’s side, his master’s arm around him. Whatever he was doing, his focus would wander back to his master, as if drawn magnetically.

“No, you’re not.” Sebastian tipped up his chin so that Kit had to look up at him. Sebastian was well worth looking at, with his black hair, his square jaw, his intense blue eyes. In fact, everything about him was sizzlingly sexy, from his deep voice to his clever hands. He was very pleasant to cuddle into as well. “I asked you how you’d feel about it. What you actually think. Not just what you think I want to hear.”

A little spark of nervousness kindled inside Kit. “I don’t know.” Kit did not usually think that much about what he wanted. Most of the time it was simple; he was an incubus, he craved his master’s touch, when he wasn’t getting it he spent all his time thinking about it.

Kit liked being claimed. It was a simpler world. All he had to worry about was pleasing his master. There was nothing like the warm glow he got when Sebastian had finished with him, the knowledge that his master was happy and all was right with the world.

He was none too sure about sharing another man’s bed. A stranger might not be as gentle with him as Sebastian was; perhaps it would hurt. Maybe Kit just wouldn’t like it. Or maybe Kit would like it a little too much. Sebastian always teased him that he was insatiable.

“Does it frighten you?” Sebastian put a warm, strong hand on his knee and squeezed.

Kit shifted, distracted by that hand on his knee, the weight of it, the promise. Sebastian started rubbing circles on his knee with his thumb and distracted him even more. “A little.” Kit tried to imagine it. Another man’s rough hands on him. Another man’s weight holding him down. A hot shiver went through him and he started to fidget.

Sebastian chuckled. “Intrigued, are we?”