The Cambion's Hoard

The music drowned out Hen and Thatch’s fighting. They’d been at each other for weeks now. I wanted them to stop. Hen would come to bed angry at him and thus angry at me. I hated having my brother’s face.

“My dude.” Brian came toward me, arms wide.

No one could tell us apart, so we were “my dude” in Brian’s case until we gave them a clue. Thatch would hug him. I didn’t like touching anyone but Hen.

“Nice to see you, Brian.” I took a drink.

“Where be the guys?”

“Upstairs, they’ll be down soon.” Could he not see I wasn’t in the mood?

He bobbed his head. “Cool. Cool. Hey, who are the chicks dancing on the dining room table?”

I looked him square in the face. “What?”

“Yeah, some succubus and fat chick. Just grinding away.”

Heat rose in my stomach. I didn’t know it was Rose, but he didn’t need to call anyone fat. I headed past Brian for the dining room; most people were gathering in the hall. I pushed past them, and the heat in my belly changed.

Rose had on her club uniform. Tonight’s ensemble was a bright blue lace-body suit with silver stiletto booties. The cutouts on the suite pulled your attention to her breasts. She’d applied glittery blue lipstick and eye shadow. Rose’s lashes even looked blue.

I groaned. This woman was a goddess. Curves for days and muscles that could move. Rose was perfect. Hen and I wanted her wrapped around us like she was wrapped around her dance partner.

The succubus was tall and thin but had curves in the right places. The female form every basic-ass human male wanted. I wanted the woman she was currently sliding down. Rose had a waist I could hold onto without fear of snapping her. Thighs and hips I could pull on as I railed her from behind.

Rose turned and looked at me. Her head was tipped back, and her hair swayed behind her. She bit her tongue and grinned. Rose pressed her head back to her companion, and their hips moved in time with the music. How was she real? Everyone in the room was staring at the succubus, and I could only watch Rose. She was so confident dancing with the succubus, but then again, she was dancing with a succubus. I wanted her to be that confident with me.

A sharp elbow hit my bicep and drew my attention away. Brian watched the two women at the table. “So, who are they?”

“My roommate and not sure about the other.” The succubus had her face pressed close to Rose’s ear. I growled.

“How did you score a succubus for a roommate?” Brian’s yelled over the music.

“I don’t know who the succubus is.” Rose looked back at me and then at the other woman. She pressed her face close to the stranger’s, saying something to her. They must have known each other.

“Oh, sorry you got stuck with the fattie, bro.” He slapped my arm.

Before I realized what I was doing, Brian was pinned to the wall. Smoke billowed between us, and I could only see red. I leaned into him and snarled. “You do not talk about Rose that way. If you don’t like seeing her, then you can fucking leave.”

Brian was afraid. Couldn’t really blame him either. It would be easy enough for me to blow sparks in his face and set him on fire. Entlings were so flammable.

A soft touch drew my attention away from Brian’s panicked face. I looked over, and Rose was beside me. She didn’t look concerned for Brian’s safety. I knew she was defusing the situation, but she only looked at me. Looked like she only saw me.

“Hey, do you want to dance with me? Maybe cool off a little?” She didn’t need to convince me.

I let Brian go and pulled her out of the dining room.

“Hey, tree boy, want to dance!” I looked back, and the succubus was pulling Brian onto the table. She winked at me.

Everyone started dancing again. I’d been entirely oblivious to the fact that everyone had stopped and was waiting to see if I’d hurt Brian. Fuck that dude.

Rose took over and led me to the pool house. People were dancing and swimming. She stopped in front of me, and she looked so unsure. I hated that succubi could make people feel so sexually confident.

“Do you want to dance?” She crossed her legs and twisted the toe of her shoe against the ground. It was adorable.

“Yeah.” I held out my hand.

Rose ignored it and stepped into my body. She put one hand on the back of my head and the other on my waist. What I thought had been a succubi influence was Rose. She moved her hips in time with the beat and pulled me closer. Rose bit her lip and looked up at me. She let her lip go as her grin grew wide. I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her close.

I slid my hand down her body onto her hip. Squeezing her tightly, I pulled her tighter against me. She looked up at me, and I almost couldn’t hold back. Rose and I moved in tandem, creating unbearable friction. If she didn’t feel my hard-on, I’d kiss my brother.

She reached up and pulled my head down close to her lips. “Biggs...”

I squeezed her tighter to me. She knew it was me and not Thatcher. “Hmm...”

“Thanks for the dance. You might want to find Hen to take care of that ragging boner. Make him know I was the culprit behind that rear-end damage.” She slipped out of my grasp.

Watching her go was frustrating. I wanted to bend her over the pool bar and make her scream my name. The fire in my belly cooled and then raged. Thatcher wrapped an arm around Rose and hugged her. She wrapped around him and laughed. Her succubus friend came up beside them, and she introduced them.

Henson stormed past them and headed for me. He looked fit to be tied.

“Your brother broke up with me. He said he couldn’t date me anymore. It couldn’t be helped. What the fuck!” He crossed his arms over his chest.

I held my hand out for him. He took it, and I pulled him against me. “Fuck him. He isn’t good enough for you.”

He wiggled his hips against mine. “You excited to see me?”

I leaned in and kissed his jaw at the base of his ear. “Rose left you a present. Wanted me to be sure that you knew it was from her.”

“Remind me to thank her in the morning.”

We looked over at her, and she was dancing with the succubus again. Thatcher was on the other side of the room, hugging Brian and joking around. Like he hadn’t just dumped his boyfriend.

I had Henson, and soon, we’d have Rose. Then he could fuck off.