"Y'all need to get a room." Michael announced. I pulled away to face him.
"Are you joining?" I purred, licking my lips.
"Sweetheart stop encouraging those two. They'll start making out with each other and bring you along for the ride." Junho pointed out.
We were relaxing in the VIP Billionaire Elite section of the Blanco District Luxury Club downtown. We passed by one of my favorite boutiques down the street, buying our current outfits. I had to admit, it felt good walking in with five sexy males. The seamstress and staff were all shocked, hustling to attend to us. It made me feel important which was quite comforting when you're trying to recover from a lousy breakup.
We were now decked out and ready to party the night away.
Ethan was talking with a past colleague outside our VIP area, while Christian left to take a call.
Now, it was just Jaxson, Michael, Junho and me, and we were seriously drunk.
"I think that's hot."
"What?" The three of them asked.
"I think it's hot seeing two guys kiss. It turns me on. Have you watched gay porn? It's nothing like the sissy ones. It's fucking hot and straight to the point. No bullshit, no fake moaning, its action from start to finish. The more penis the better." I confessed.
"Really now." Junho smirked, eyeing Michael who chugged another shot.
Michael rose to his feet before sitting next to Jaxson. I rotated on his lap; my legs stretched out onto Michael’s lap.
Junho crossed his legs relaxing at the end of the booth, watching the three of us.
"Remember we're in public. Don't go having sex. Plus, you don't have condoms." He teased. Even in my drunken state, I knew he didn't care.
"Don't need it silly." I waved my arm in the air, dancing to the music that boomed from the room next to us.
"You have a birth control implant?" Michael, reached out to look at my arm.
"Yup. Otherwise, I'd be a lost cause and have five kids, if I had to take those birth control pills at the exact same time every day. I'm lucky to remember the days of a week much less remember to take a stupid pill. Condoms are okay but let's be real, skin to skin feels better." I slurred the last part.
"Indeed." Michael replied, leaning forward as he tugged gently at my arm pulling me into a kiss. He tasted as sweet as the cherry alcohol we were drinking; his tongue slipped into my mouth as we made out. His hand rubbed against my thigh, bringing my dress up to my hips.
I felt Jaxson's hand go up my bare back, brushing aside my straightened, orange locks to kiss my neck – taking his time to suck, kiss and bite my flesh. I moaned into Michael's mouth, enjoying the multiple sensations; my pussy felt hot and tingled with anticipation.
Michael pulled away, turning to face Jaxson who pulled back from my neck.
He leaned forward, kissing Jaxson hard on the lips. I bit my lip; my body flipped in pleasure at the sight. I don't think they knew what a turn on it was to see them kiss.
They pulled back, both breathless before turning to me.
"I should reward you for wanting to please me." I whispered, leaning forward to kiss Jaxson while my hand went to Michael’s pants’ zipper, pulling the metal down, picking at the button.
He let out a moan as I found his hard cock, pulling out the long length from his boxers; my mouth still worked on pleasing Jaxson as we kissed. His hand rubbed my ass.
I began to slide my hand up and down Michael's cock while I rubbed myself against Jaxson, feeling his hardness that bulged against his pants as we kissed.
“I want to feel you in me.” I whispered into Jaxson’s ear. He grinned; his hand slid down to unzip his pants. I paused my hand job to lift myself up; using my free hand to push aside my panties and rising high enough to allow Jaxson to position his cock – his tip brushed against my opening, already soaked from my arousal.
Jaxson moaned as I deliberately took his cock slowly, allowing a moment to pass before I began to move; my hand returned to Michael’s cock.
I moved faster; my pussy became wetter as my arousal began to build. My hand increased its pace on Michael's cock; his moans and breathy exhales turned me on with each passing second. I pulled back from Jaxson, watching them turn and kiss each other longer –making the pleasure build. Fuck, who would have thought I'd cum from two guys kissing each other.
It didn't take long, the in and out thrusts of Jaxson’s cock as I rode him, while my hand moved up and down Michael's cock, as they kissed was enough for me to cum.
I stilled as I climaxed, a loud moan escaped me while the boys pulled away as they both came. I leaned over, Jaxson putting a hand securely around my waist as I licked every drop of cum from Michael's cock.
I smiled, giving his cock one final lick before rising back up, rubbing the tip of his cock – tucking it back into his pants. I lifted myself off Jaxson, allowing him to put his cock back into his pants before I relaxed back into his lap, as if we’d hadn’t had a sex session.
I turned to face Junho, whose eyes were hooded with lust.
"You still don't want to join, Junnie?" I slurred, loving the new nickname.
He opened his mouth to speak but the door opened – Christian entered the room.
He took a moment to look at my position – my dress barely covering my ass as I sat on Jaxson's lap; my hand on Michael's open zipper and Junho at the edge of his seat, with heated eyes.
"I leave you three for fifteen minutes with alcohol and you guys have a threesome. Junho, didn't I tell you to make sure Michael didn't drink?" He smiled, looking at Junho who shrugged.
"I took my eyes off them for one second and they were doing shots. Plus, it was pleasurable to watch.”
"Actually, Junho was going to join us, so it would qualify as a foursome." I pointed out before giggling. I repositioned myself, so my legs were stretched across Michael's lap again as Jaxson’s arms wrapped around my waist protectively. I turned my head to face Christian.
"You want to join Mr. Grey? I like whips, handcuffs, and vibrators. Did I introduce you to Jimmy?" I inquired. He raised his eyebrow.
"Jimmy?" He questioned.
"It's her vibrator." Jaxson said, relaxing in his seat.
"You should have brought him." Michael commented.
Christian sighed.
"Am I really listening to this?" He pinched his nose.
"Are Scarlet, Jaxson and Michael drunk? Please don't tell me they already had sex." Cece walked into the room; her curly, blond locks bounced to a stop as she stood there. She took a look at me and the boys; a sly smile formed on her lips as she shook her head.
"Scarlet, I'm glad you're having fun."
"Cece! Are you joining? Did you bring Jimmy?"
She laughed.
"Nah sweets. I'm the party pooper. You guys have an assignment tomorrow and need some snooze if you're gonna function tomorrow."
We all groaned.
"Cece, no fun." I mumbled.
"Let me finish drinking." Michael reached out to grab the remaining half-filled bottle, Christian taking it out of his reach.
"Nope, no more alcohol for you." He frowned.
"I can make you give it to me." He smiled wickedly.
Christian lifted the bottle to his throat, downing the contents in one swift chug.
We all gaped at the empty bottle as he placed it on the table.
"He finished it." I whispered.
"Every last drop." Michael noted.
"We'll drink at home. Scar baby, you're making me horny again. Get off." Jaxson mumbled.
I wrapped my arms around his neck. Leaning in to kiss his nose.
"No."
"Cece take your best friend off him before they fuck." Christian groaned.
"Hmm. But it would be kinda hot to watch." She noted.
"Cece. Please. Work."
"Admit it. It would turn you on." She continued.
"I totally agree. Maybe we can get Ethan to video it." Junho agreed, nodding.
"As long as I get some action I'm down.
" Michael noted.
"Ethan, get your ass in here and help me." Christian called out.
I ignored him already pulling Jaxson into another heated kiss.
"Jeez, am I the only one who hasn't had a drink yet." Ethan announced.
"Yup. Now help me get Scar off drunk Jaxson and lug them both to the limo. I got about twenty minutes till that alcohol kicks me in the arse." Christian ordered.
I pulled away right when a pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist, lifting me before placing me down. I turned to face Christian, wrapping my arms around his neck.
"I'm very ready to see you, Mr. Grey." I slurred, kissing his neck. He groaned.
"Cece. Help." He begged.
"Scar bestie. You need to sleep." Cece proposed. I pulled back to give her another sexy pout.
"But Mr. Grey and I are gonna have fun."
"Ugh, this is hard." Cece mumbled, walking towards me. Her hand gently pressed against my cheek, before she leaned forward pressing a kiss against my forehead. I felt my lids become heavy; the world spun. Hmm, so sleepy.
I felt Christian’s arm tighten around my waist as I fell against him; my consciousness faded away.
Goodnight Scarlet.
Chapter Nineteen
AGENT CHRISTIAN ROSS:
I relaxed on the sofa; the world spun in the darkness.
"You shouldn't have downed that bottle of 65% alcohol."
My demon wasn't helping me. Nope, just acting like Captain Obvious as usual.
If Michelangelo had a drop of that cherry tasting goodness we'd all be doomed.
"Hmph. You’re the one who's dealing with consequences and his name is Michael, not Michelangelo."
I huffed. Same shit.
I heard the door open; the click of heels hit the wood floor, making me aware of someone entering the living room of Scar's apartment.
Thanks to Cece's magic, she was knocked out before she could continue to ravish me. I totally wished Lizard breath stayed in his fucking sewer, so I could have enjoyed Scar's hot body pressed against me as she bit at my neck.
Drunk Scar would have been fun for all of us. I don't know how we all got into this, but I was loving every bit of it and enjoying the new addition to the team, for many reasons.
"Christian. Drink this."
I opened my eyes; the world still spun. It took a few attempts before I was able to lift my head to see a wobbly image of Cece.
"Chescatini. I don't need your concoction of drugs. I'm on cloud ninety-nine." I slurred; my head dropped back onto the couch.
"Drunk you are more dangerous than Michael. At least he can function to an extent." She mumbled. I chuckled.
"Admit it. I have swag. I'm just gonna chill here."
Cece sighed.
"Cyrus."
My demon spirit nudged me aside in my mind, taking control of my body. I could still see what was going on, but I didn't care. I felt like a rebel – loving the satisfaction of not follow orders and simply enjoying the weird sensation of spinning. Who knew spinning could be relaxing?
"He can't handle alcohol. Sorry, Queen." Cyrus apologized.
"I don't blame him. He's easier to deal with than Michael getting drunk. I don't need a four-person orgy happening. You know his gift of manipulating feelings can be a blessing in the bedroom. Just not in public." Cece commented as Cyrus reached out for the drink that rested on the table.
"True. Anyways, Scarlet, Michael and Jaxson are in her room. Junho’s knocked out in the other room. Ethan went back to the office to do some more searching." Cyrus reported, drinking the concoction Cece made. The bitter taste was enough to snap me out of my stupor.
Cyrus retreated, giving me control again. It took me a moment to gather my bearings, feeling a little disorientated from the exchange. I forgot how tiring it was to switch with your spirit.
"Sorry about that." I apologize; my mind felt clearer. Whatever was in that drink could cure a hangover in seconds.
"No worries." Cece winked, making her way to sit on the two-seater on my left. I sat in the same spot Scar sat before our night time adventures.
I decided to get straight to business. Now that the alcohol was out of my system, I needed to make sure the plan was clear.
"Are you sure Lizard breath is gonna lead us to Xerxes?" I questioned, eyeing Cece who had her legs crossed as she relaxed.
"Ninety-five percent sure. He's looking for the stone Saikikku spoke of in Scar's vision. Xerxes wants it for power or whatever it can do. Ethan’s researching about the stone’s origin and if it's connected to Realm Three...which I think it is, but I’d rather have the facts to show Kendrick and the higher-ups. If that stone gets into Xerxes' hands, we're gonna be in trouble. They're already freaking out now that Naomi’s body was discovered."
I frowned, feeling sorry for the female shifter. She was a tiger shifter – a car crashed into a light pole and fell on top of her. No shifter could heal from being squished. I just prayed to the gods her death was quick and not lingering. The police investigated the cause of the crash, but we all knew Xerxes was behind it once again – no evidence pointing to him. I wish one of his lackeys would slip up. We were just hoping Lizard breath would be the first.
"Who remains on the list?" I questioned.
"Scarlet, Amelia Ray and Rebecca." Cece replied. I groaned.
"Rebecca? How the fuck did she get on that list? Did she bribe the higher-ups to make her as special as being an Elemental potential?"
I hated that woman with passion. She'd been a pain in the ass for us when she dated Jaxson. I'd never seen him so distraught in all my years of knowing him.
I couldn't understand how Scar's ex fell head over heels with her when she was fucking four other guys behind his back. I guess he'll never know.
"Have no idea. That hoe is merely a nuisance and will be a distraction anyways. I'm only concerned with Scarlet right now. I've contacted agents associated with both of them. They'll be doubling their security team and having a watchful eye twenty-four seven. Vinzent will be helping us with watching Scarlet." Cece explained.
"Shit, Vinzent’s getting involved."
Vinzent was one of the strongest shifters at PINC, outranking myself, Junho and Jaxson. He wasn't required to participate in cases unless whatever was brewing involved the other realms.
"Didn't Junho say Marcus is going to pass by soon?"
"Yup. He should be here sometime next week. Maybe we’ll be done solving this case." Cece replied.
"I hope so. Are you sure Scarlet and the others are going to be okay to go out tomorrow? They're gonna be hungover with all the alcohol they consumed." It was never a good idea to go in the field with a hangover, especially Michael. He'd be a pain in the ass.
"Oh, don't worry. The spell I cast on them will clear up their heads. They'll feel rejuvenated when they wake up. I even made sure they remember everything that happened last night."
"You didn't. Everything?"
"Everything. Ethan showed me the picture of Michael and Jaxson kissing while Scarlet watched."
"They kissed!" I knew Michael and Jaxson didn't care about gender, but their spirits are like cats and dogs. They hated each other with a passion.
"Yup. I got a copy of the evidence, just in case Michael or I need to blackmail." She winked.
"You're diabolical." I whispered under my breath.
"I know. Nothing new." She shrugged, inspecting her nails.
"And why does Michael get dibs for blackmail?"
"Because I owe his angel for doing something for me. At least with this picture he can just harass Jaxson's demon all he wants."
"You know, you're the reason they fight."
"Hmph. They've hated each other since y'all met. I just added more gasoline."
"You shouldn't be proud of that."
"Well, it's not in my demon nature to be kind all the time you know. You need some mischief to balance things out." She smiled wickedly at me.
"Remind me not to piss you off." I mumb
led, shaking my head.
She rose to her feet.
"Anyways, rest up. I'm gonna go comfort Vinnie. He doesn't get enough me time, and he's upset which is a pain in the ass for me."
I smiled. As much as she complained she was head over heels with the six-foot, seven-inch beast.
"Have fun."
"Oh, I will. Be careful and call me if you need anything or if Scar passes out again."
"Got it." I nodded, watching her walk into a portal – disappearing out of sight.
I sighed, feeling exhausted. I laid down on the three-seat sofa, stretching my legs out as I relaxed.
"Meow."
I opened my eye to see the cat on the table staring at me.
"You know, you should tell her sooner or later. It would kind of help her ease into our world if she is the Elemental."
"Meow Meow." He jumped off the table, jumping onto my sofa, playfully hitting my legs.
"Fine, fine. Don't inform Scar of your familiar secret, until you feel like sharing." I mumbled.
"You should watch your tone."
I rolled my eyes and closed them. I felt Moonlight walk onto my stomach, deciding to sleep on me. Great.
"Payback for your disrespect."
I ignored him; my conscious faded as I relaxed. I had to admit, the cat's low purrs were soothing.
The wheels are beginning to turn. Only a matter of time.
Chapter Twenty
I woke up in a testosterone sandwich. Jaxson's hot, ripped body pressed against my back while I nestled against Michael's chiseled chest. My leg was on top of his; both of them had an arm around my waist.
"Too hot." I complained, trying to wiggle myself out but unable to budge.
"Five more minutes." Michael complained, tightening his grip.
Jaxson mumbled something completely incoherent.
I sighed, relaxing in the hot embrace, trying to ignore my body's sudden cravings for more than just spooning. I noticed I was just in a red t-shirt with no bra – my nipples clearly visible against the thin fabric.
I lowered my gaze, noticing I wore nothing more than red panties. Well shit. At least drunk Scarlet has fashion sense.
I took a quick glimpse at Jaxson, lifting my head to see he was just in his boxers; his chest bare. I returned to looking at Michael, who wore white boxers. I wouldn't be surprised if we had sex last night.
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