The Incubus Under my Bed

Chapter 6

"Hey! Stella, right?" Henrí asked as Stella lugged a huge crate into the suite.

She had a light beading of sweat covering her brow. She looked up at him and sighed. "Yeah, and you are?" she asked.

" Henrí, want some help?" he said picking up the crate as if it were nothing and heading to the girls' bedroom. "You and Aria are back here with me. Kaitlyn, Ieshia, and Grant are over by the entrance."

Stella watched mesmerized behind him as his muscles moved and danced beneath his skin. "Thanks, are you the only one here?" she asked.

"No Grant's in his room. He isn't very social from what I can tell. I just moved in too," he said with a wink.

"Great, we can be new at this together," she smiled.

"You have really pretty eyes," he said coming closer to her and capturing her gaze.

"So, do you," she said with a soft smile.

"Hey," Aria said as she entered the room.

"Ari," Henrí smiled at her.

"What are you doing?" she asked him. Not liking his proximity to her cousin. There was no way in hell she was going to let him hurt Stella in anyway.

"Introducing myself to your beautiful cousin," he said as he walked over to the door. "I'm guessing you'd like it better if I didn't?" he asked.

"I'd love it if you didn't," she said meeting his eyes for a moment.

"Very well," he said as he made his way past Aria and out the door.

"What's with you two?" she asked.

"Nothing he's not a good person. Watch out for him," she warned.

"I think it's more than that," Stella said turning to her cousin.

"You can think whatever you like," Aria said walking over to her side of the room and starting to unpack the little bit of clothes she brought.

"Have you seen Tyrell?" Stella asked.

"Nope, I haven't been looking for him." In reality she avoided every place she know she’d possible could see him.

"He's been looking for you," she smiled. "He wants to talk to you."

"Can we not talk about me? I'm tired of talking about how I feel and what I want. I just need a distraction," she sighed as she fell back onto he plastic mattress. Her life was a mess. s**t more then hit the fan. It was a whole swear pipeline back-up and s**t was now seeping through the walls.

Stella sat down and looked her cousin over trying to figure out why she was avoiding Tyrell. It was definitely not in her nature to shy away from conflict. She was the one everyone turned to fix everything. "Fine, there is a party tonight at the Kappa Delta house and Whitney invited us. She said we should pledge next year."

"I don't think so, but I'd be cool with a party I'm caught up with my readings and I don't have classes tomorrow," she said with a smile.

Stella stood and looked around. "Great. I just have to finish a paper and unpack. So, give me two hours and we can get ready?" she asked.

"Sounds good I'll go explore," Aria laughed knowing how her cousin needed to be alone in order to do any kind of work.

"Please don't get lost, we all know your sense of direction is questionable." Better yet, nonexistent.

"So, I got lost a time or two," she shrugged.

"Who gets lost around the corner from their house? How does that even work?"

"I never went around that corner," she laughed.

"Just be careful."

"Of course."

-IUMB-

Aria knocked on Henrí's door post, "Why are you picking on Stella?" Aria asked as she went into Henrí 's room.

She was surprised to find it fully furnished and moved in.

Henrí sighed as he closed the door behind her. "You only see what you want don't you?"

She turned her eyes ablaze as she made it clean, "Leave my cousin alone Henrí," she ordered.

"Jealous?"

Aria felt her skin heat as his eyes raked over her. "This isn't a game. Leave her alone or so help me I'll," she started but soon he was on top of her pinning her against the now closed door.

"You'll what?" he asked. He bit his bottom lip as he awaited her answer.

Aria's heart raced in her chest as he looked down on her. Damn he looks so fine! She thought. "What are you going to do Aria?" he asked as he rubbed the back of his hand against her cheek.

"Just don't!" she said. He was so close their lips grazed.

"I won't," he said before he placed his other hand on her cheek and kissed her. He moved her to his bed and turned so he could sit with her on his lap. He moved his hands under her skirt and past the elastic of her tights and panties. He hated that she had on so many layers of clothing. It wasn't that brisk of a winter's day. He also wished Aria was a little more into it. Last night her hands were everywhere they needed to be, now she held firmly to his shoulders.

He lay back against the bed and pulled her center against his hardness. He held on to her hips working them in coordination with his own. She let out a soft moan once he moved on to her neck. "Take off your clothes," he said.

Aria did as she was told ripping off her clothes one by one until she was stark naked. She then unbuckled his belt and pulled his jeans down to his knees. Henrí pulled her hips up his length and the two moaned together at the amazing feel of their bodies coming together. She worked her hips up and down his length coating him in her juices. She loved how he felt beneath her.

He reached up and rubbed her n****e between his forefinger and thumb enlisting another moan from her. It felt amazing even though he never penetrated her, he was lost in her warmth. Aria pinned him down to the bed and picked up pace.

Henrí turned on top of Aria unable to carry on without being inside her. He slowly inched his way into her warmth. The feel of him inside her made her clench the sheets to convenience herself it was real. Once he could go no deeper, he looked down at her with possession in his eyes. She was his and no one could take that away from him. "Tell me what you want," he smiled at her.

Aria could believe this cocky son-of-a-b***h was going to make her beg. She wanted to make him stop-she thought she should at least. He didn't deserve her; he didn't earn her. She didn't go around giving her goodies to just anyone. He couldn't have this hold on her, but he did.

Henrí was everything she wanted even if she wouldn't admit it. He didn't have a wife or a family. He could be something special, someone special if she tried. "I need you," she moaned.

"What do you need?" he asked as he caressed her face.

Aria looked in his eyes and got lost in the passion behind them. He looked at her like she was the most wonderful thing he'd ever discovered. It was the kind of loving look that made you wonder if you ever were truly amazed by something. She swallowed against the lump in her throat and kissed him. She needed to see what she felt. She blocked the world out and focused on him. She felt his hand bring her hips into his over and over again. Her heart was racing, her head was reeling, and her body tingled. She wanted him near her. She never wanted that feeling to stop. She never wanted that comfort of knowing he was close to end. He made her feel safe. He made her feel wanted, and why wouldn't she want that?

"I want you," she whispered as she worked her hips up and down his shaft. "I want you."

Henrí did something he never knew he could. His balls tighten and he released in her. "Ugh God," he moaned as he realized what he just did. He came without out her permission. He was able to indulge himself without her letting go first. This was the first time his actions were completely independent of hers. The feel of her wanting him and needed him only made him give her more.

They lay in bed for a moment before he got up and started to his bathroom. Aria knew she should have left, but she followed him. Henrí smirked to himself when he felt her staring at him. He turned and her eyes instantly dropped, and she gapped at the size of him. "Is there something I can do for you?" he smiled.

"I need to use your shower," she said thanking God that Stella had gotten into theirs at that moment.

"Knock yourself out," he said nodding over at the shower. Aria got in the shower and turned on the hot water. His shower was better than she thought. Tyrell's had the worst water pressure and it stayed a weird lukewarm. Henrí 's shower felt like hers at home the water was steaming with in second and heavily beat against yet skin. Henrí opened the shower door scaring her. "You might want one of these," he said giving her a rag.

"Thank you," she said watching water splash in his face. His eyes were trained on her and she tried hard to hide how much she wanted to touch him. She had her fill of s*x, but she just wanted to run her fingers across his chest.

He reached over her shoulder and grabbed his soap. It was Dove for men and she wondered why it smelt so hypnotic on him. He poured some on her rag and she just looked in his eyes as he smiled down at her.

"Here, you're going to be late" he said taking the rag from her and running it gently across her skin. "Turn," he said, and she complied. She lifted her hair so he could scrub her neck and shoulders.

"Why are you doing this?" she asked.

"Because you were just gawking at me," he laughed.

"No, why are you at school? Why this school?"

"Because I need you for the next two weeks."

"That's all," she asked turning and letting the water wash the suds off of her. She took the rag and added more soap and ran it across his chest.

"I want to be free from you," he smiled at her.

"It doesn't feel that way sometimes," she laughed.

"Because sometimes it isn't that way," he said looking into her eyes.

"Why?" she asked.

"Because I like f*****g you," he said with a proud smirk. "I love being inside of you, and I love how it makes you feel."

"It makes me feel nothing," she said before he hoisted her up and against the wall. Water beat down on him and his long brown hair clung to his face. His green eyes examined her reaction closely.

"I think you're lying, and you know how I make you feel, and you like it, don't you?"

"I should go," she said looking into his eyes.

Henrí let her go. She walked out of the shower, and in to his room forgetting to grab a towel. "Aria you should calm down. You forget everything when you're frustrated."

"No I don't," she said grabbing the towel from him and walking to the door.

-IUMB-

Aria and Stella sat in the kitchen fixing a light pre-party snack when Henrí came in. His hair was still wet and his shirt was open. Stella watched him with a smirk on her face. Aria tried to ignore his nakedness but she found it hard to tear her eyes away. "Thanks for letting me use your shower."

"It’s cool. Any excuse you have for being wet and naked in my room is fine with me. You too Stella," he said smiling over at her.

"That was inappropriate," Aria signed as she got a soda from the fridge.

Henrí stood close behind her and grabbed a bottle of water from the door. "I am sorry you feel that way."

She turned and looked him in the eye. If he was going to live in here world, he would play by her rules. "It has nothing to do with me, but with manners. That was sexist and degrading. You shouldn't speak to women like that."

"Well that's still your opinion and I'll treat you that way."

"You can’t think girls want to be talked to like that."

"It never stopped me before. Not every girl is the granddaughter of two pastors and lives in church. Not every girl wants to be treated like they are fragile and incompetent. Not every girl expects the worst in a man with a crud sense of humor-look at Charlie Sheen."

"He's an addict."

"And his disease makes him less of a human being because?" he smiled at her. Stella noticed in that moment that Henrí really liked her cousin, and it amused her. She never seen Aria be so oblivious to someone liking her before.

Aria felt her powers charge and it was fueled by her anger. She hadn’t felt this way in a long time. “Why can't you just be respectful? Why do you always go out of your way to prove me wrong?"

"Because it’s fun and you are quite wrong."

"Screw you," she said slamming her soda on the counter and going into her room. Aria need to calm her nerves before she blew something up or started a fire. She couldn’t believe Henrí would be such a d**k to her. And she didn’t know why her magic felt so, out of control.

Stella watched Henrí as he watched Aria storm to the room and slam the door. "She likes you. Just slow down," Stella smiled.

"I think she hates me. I'm not the guy she's into," he smiled.

Stella c****d her head to the side. "What guy?"

"I promised not to say anything. It’s not the typical type of guy she should or is usually into."

"She's like my sister I'd know if there was a guy. How do you even know her type?"

"Aria is pretty easy to read. She wears her emotions on her sleeve even when she doesn’t,” he smiled at Stella. “What about you any guys tickle your fancy?”

“How do you know my cousin so well?” Stella asked growing suspicious.

“We have a s**t ton of classes together. I see her all day long,” he smiled at Stella who wasn’t buying what he was selling.

Stella grabbed his arm and slowly studied his hand. She ran her finger along the lifeline of his left hand. She instantly saw what looked like ancient Rome or Greece covered in a bit of fog. Henrí was trying his hardest to keep her from seeing too much, but by the time he realized what Stella was doing it was far too late. She had seen just enough. “What are you?” she asked.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He said buttoning his shirt.

“Yes, you do that’s why Aria told me to stay away from you. You’re not human and she knows it. You’re the guy she likes, right? You’re the one she shouldn’t be into?”

“It’s not me,” he said with sad eyes and Stella knew it was the truth. “You can’t let her know any of this okay?”

“Just tell me what you are and I’ll let it go.”

“If you promise that’s what you’ll do?” he said with a smirk.

Stella sighed. “I promise I’ll let it go and pretend none of this ever happened.”

“You do know witches are bond by their word so when you make a promise you have to keep it,” he said.

“I know that and how do you know I’m a witch?”

“I’m Aria’s incubus and she freed me,” he smiled. “See you later Stella,” Henrí said as he walked out the door.