There was a man in my house, there was a man in my house.

A fucking MAN in my house!

The man — who was sitting in the Pentagon with me, and as such was very close — winced and leaned away from me.

"Stop screaming!" He said. "Why are you screaming?"

His voice was deep and smooth as honey, and it sent tingles down my spine. My panicked scream abruptly caught in my throat.

"You can talk," I choked out.

He looked at me like I was a nutcase. "Of course I can talk."

"But... So... Wait." I reached out a hand tentatively, and slowly poked his cheek with my finger. I touched soft flesh, and screamed again. "You're real!"

He let out an impatient breath, then leaned forward with an outstretched hand. I scooted backwards quickly, breaking the line of the Pentagon. His hand reached me anyways, and he placed the back of it on my forehead.

"What are you doing?" I squeaked.

"I don't know," he replied. "Humans do this when they aren't sure the other person is fine, right? I think you might be sick too."

Humans?

I slapped his hand away and shook my head. "What? I'm not sick."

"You act like you are," he muttered.

"Whatever. Who are you? What are you doing here? And how did you get in here?"

"I thought you said you weren't sick?" My mysterious guest asked sassily.

"Just answer the fucking question!" I yelled. I also wanted to know why the fuck he was naked, but first things first.

"You're holding a spell book, so I'm assuming you didn't accidentally summon me. So why do you seem surprised?"

"Summoned?" I gulped audibly.

"Oh dear," the man said in a low voice. "You're one of those people who do a summoning because they think it won't work, aren't you?"

"You mean... It worked? I summoned you? What even are you?"

He gave a mocking little bow. "Orion, at your service."

I stupidly stuck out my hand for a handshake and said, "I'm Briar."

His lips curved in a sensual smirk as he took my hand in his and squeezed gently.

"I would say it's a pleasure to meet you, but we haven't gotten to that part yet." He winked at me. It had to be the most salacious wink in history.

I yanked my hand away before I would be tempted to do something stupid like kiss it. And oh gods, I was feeling a very strong urge to plaster myself all over him and run my tongue across his skin.

He smirked, like he knew what I was thinking. I put a bit more space between us.

"So... Orion. I um...summoned you. Why?"

He raised an eyebrow. "Do you really have to ask me that? You know what the spell book is for."

Right. "But... What are you? Are you a demon?"

Orion laughed. "I guess you can say that."

"Then where's your tail?" I blurted. "And horns? In the book..."

"Ah, yes. The book." Orion stretched languidly, his movements graceful. "Would you like me to have horns and a tail? Does it get you off?"

"Um..."

Orion flicked his fingers, and in the next second, a pair of majestic horns were curling from his forehead. A tail flicked out from behind him. I was tongue-tied.

"Well?" He asked.

I shook my head. "I think I prefer you the other way."

He grinned. "I thought you would."

"You still haven't told me exactly what you are."

"I thought that was obvious. I'm an incubus."

"A sex demon," I whispered.

He nodded. "Correct. Now that all the introductions are out of the way, shall we begin?"

I froze. "Begin? Begin what?"

Orion unfolded himself from the floor and stood. I was suddenly at eye level with his crotch. I quickly revised my earlier remark about him being big, because apparently, he hadn't been hard yet. He was slowly hardening and growing, and damn!

I stared up at him with wide eyes, and he extended a hand to me. I took it, and he pulled me up.

"Begin this," he said a second before he pulled me into him, crushed me to him so our bodies were basically glued together, and invaded my mouth.

A shocked, involuntary moan left me as he kissed me like he was plundering my mouth. My nails dug into his shoulders as I held on for dear life, and his arms were tight around my waist. His tongue moved expertly, stroking my mouth and making me weak in the knees. Heat like I'd never felt before rushed through me, pooling in the spot at the apex of my thighs. I moaned again.

It felt like it was just nanoseconds later when Orion pulled away, but I was as dazed as a woman who just had her first hit of drugs.

"How was that?" He asked, a small smile hiding by the corner of his lips.

"Wh-what?" My brain was scrambled.

"You wanted to know what I was here for, didn't you?" Orion clarified. "Well, now you do."

"You mean..." I looked down at his naked body again. "You really want to have sex with me?"

"Yes."

I really wanted to have sex with him to. But... Was I really going to? He was basically a stranger, albeit a non-human one. I mean, there had to be some sort of consequence, right?

"Will I have to give you my first born son?" I asked.

He actually looked taken aback, then laughed. "What? No!"

"Then what?" I pressed. "What's the consequence of summoning you and letting you...do me." I avoided his gaze in that last part.

He laughed again. "Do you? What are you, twelve?"

"Just answer the question!"

He sighed. "Fine. There are no consequences."

I looked up sharply. "What? That can't be right."

He shrugged. "You can check the spell book if you want."

I stepped out of his grasp, then scooped the spell book from the floor. I read through the page the spell was from over and over. Orion was right. There were no consequences.

But...

I looked at him. "What if I send you back?" I asked. "I can de-summon you, right? What if I just want Tony?"

"Who's Tony?" He asked.

Wordlessly, I pointed to the vibrator on the floor. Orion looked like he was holding in a smile.

"You can't do that."

"I'm sorry, what?" I must have heard wrong.

"You can't "de-summon" me," he repeated.

I froze. "What do you mean by that? I'm stuck with you till I die?"

He actually rolled his eyes. "No, silly. I can only leave after I've fulfilled the purpose of my summoning."

"You mean..."

Orion nodded. "Yup. I can only leave after I have sex with you."