Quiver & Burn: A MFM Firefighter Romance (Surrender to Them Book 5)

by Kelli Callahan

  “I want you to cum inside me—please!” I put my hand on his chest and begged for him to explode when I started to cum.

  My pussy got tight that he had to put all of his weight behind every thrust. A growl formed in his throat and he roared. His body jerked forward and I felt his cock vibrate against my orgasm. The cum surged through his shaft and exploded inside me, filling the condom with his seed. He wasn’t done. He kept those thrusts coming hard and fast until the last lingering shred of my orgasm was gone and we both crashed into the mattress. I was spent, but I wasn’t done. Jett kissed my neck caressed my lips with his several times before forcing them apart for a kiss. Our tongues intertwined and I felt my body tingling. He gave me a few gentle thrusts before lifting up and dropping down beside me.

  “Are you ready for me?” Rand let his hand drag down my body as he crawled between my legs and unrolled a condom on his length.

  “Yes.” I nodded and smiled. “I want you to fuck me just as hard as he did.”

  “That goes without saying.” Rand lifted my legs and drove his whole cock into me with one quick thrust.

  “Oh my god!” My eyes bulged when I felt him deep inside my pussy.

  Rand didn’t waste any time at all. He started slow once his cock was inside me, but his pace accelerated after several hard thrusts. It didn’t take him long to have the entire bed shaking and the headboard bounced against the wall several times. The neighbors were definitely going to hate us. I was surprised they hadn’t called the police when they heard me scream earlier—and I screamed a lot. Rand drove his body into mine until the pleasure was reignited inside me. It didn’t take much since he was just as well-endowed as Jett and made my g-spot hum every time he went deep. I felt the pressure getting strong and I teetered on the edge of bliss and total euphoria. I couldn’t believe I had anything left, but Rand found a way to bring me back to the point of no return.

  “I want to feel this pretty pussy begging for me to explode inside it.” Rand put a hand on my shoulder and hammered his dick deep inside me.

  “It won’t take much more of that to make it happen—oh my god.” My breathing got heavier and I felt my heart beating in my chest.

  I was already there. It came crashing down on me without warning. Rand felt it too. His cock slammed into my g-spot again and again. My body started to convulse and my pussy managed to pull enough energy out of me to spasm. That was enough for Rand. He didn’t take as long as Jett—his cock started to throb and pulsate the second I started to cum. Ropes of his thick cum erupted from his cock and I orgasmed so hard my eyes went blurry. He kept thrusting until his balls were drained and I was still on the bed. I wasn’t sure I could move a muscle. Every single one of them ached, but it was a small price to pay for the heaven I experienced. I closed my eyes and felt a twin on each side of me. They snuggled close with their arms across my exhausted frame. Even in my exhausted state, I still felt my lips twist into a smile before I fell asleep.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Rand

  The next morning

  Brylee was simply amazing. Her curves would have never been mine if Jett hadn’t agreed to share her with me. He could have easily run away from the possibility of having us both fall for the same girl again. Once I had a taste, I needed more. There was no way I would ever let her go. The instant she walked through the door, she became ours, and I was already willing to walk through fire to make sure she stayed in our bed. I had never felt that kind of attraction before, even when we fell for the same woman, but it was fierce. She was perfect in every way. I just wanted to lay in bed and stare at her while she slept, memorize every feature on her face, and then tell her how special she was when she finally woke up. I had it bad—and it was going to rip my world to pieces just to get up and go to work.

  Wait—we have to work today.

  “Oh shit.” I sat up and looked at the alarm clock. “Jett, we’re late.”

  “What?” Jett’s eyes opened slowly. “I thought you had an alarm set on your phone.”

  “No, I usually set it before I go to bed, and—well, you know.” I rubbed my eyes furiously as Jett hopped out of bed.

  “I’ll shower first.” He ran towards the door and I heard the shower start a few seconds later.

  “What’s going on?” Brylee opened one eye in confusion.

  “We’re running late for work.” I leaned over and pressed my lips to her forehead. “Don’t worry, you’re fine. You can go back to sleep if you want. I need to go make coffee.”

  Thankfully, we weren’t going to be too late if we hustled. We would definitely have to skip breakfast, but the station would have some bagels and stuff, so we wouldn’t starve. I slid on my jeans and ran to the kitchen. I barely had the coffee started before I heard the shower turn off. Jett had showered in record time, and I would need to do the same. As soon as he walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, I ran past him and started up the shower. I quickly brushed my teeth and decided to skip shaving. Less than ten minutes later, I was as clean as I could be and on my way back to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee. Jett was already dressed and sitting at the table with Brylee.

  “We should be okay. Especially if we don’t stop to get something to eat.” Jett chuckled and sipped his coffee.

  “I could make something real quick.” Brylee started to stand.

  “No, we’ll be fine.” I waved her off and poured a cup of coffee. “There’s not much in the fridge that would qualify as breakfast anyway.”

  “Okay.” She nodded and sank back into her seat. “I know you guys are in a hurry, but I want you to know that I had a lot of fun last night.”

  “So did we.” Jett reached out and took her hand. “You don’t even know how amazing that way.”

  “Oh, I know—trust me.” Brylee’s lips spread into a big grin.

  “Everything was okay? We didn’t take things too far, or do something you were uncomfortable with?” I took her other hand. “You can be honest if we did. I promise we won’t be offended in any way.”

  “I can’t think of anything that I could possibly complain about.” She tilted her head to the side and looked directly at me. “Maybe the punishment.”

  “Was it too much?” I swallowed nervously.

  “No, I mean.” She chuckled under her breath. “It wasn’t exactly punishment. If you’re going to punish me for something, you’re going to have to do a lot better than that.”

  “Wow.” Jett shook his head and started laughing.

  “I see.” I narrowed my eyes and nodded. “Next time I’ll spank you harder.”

  “And longer maybe—if I don’t cum first.” Brylee’s face lit up and the desire was extremely obvious.

  I guess she’s really into that sort of thing—she’s going to be even more perfect than I realized because spanking her made me hard as fuck.

  “We’ll figure it out as we go.” Jett nodded and finished the last few drops of his coffee. “Okay, we need to go.”

  “I guess I’ll do my first walk of shame.” Brylee giggled and leaned down to slide on her shoes.

  “Luckily you don’t have to go very far.” I finished my coffee and stood up.

  We said our goodbyes and exchanged a round of kisses that went a little longer than they should have, but Brylee’s lips were just too fucking tempting for me not to kiss them like they deserved. I was a little tired after the previous night, but a few cups of coffee would get me where I needed to be. Thankfully, things were rather quiet at the station when we arrived. Jett and I ate a couple of bagels with cream cheese, killed a pot of coffee, and lounged around as we waited for our first call of the day. The first one came around mid-morning, and it wasn’t anything serious. It was a small fire in an apartment that was out before we arrived and didn’t spread further than the kitchen. I hoped that set the pace for the day because we still had the storage locker to work on the next day and we needed some rest. A few more calls came in, and by the evening, I was already dozing, ho
ping that it would be a peaceful Saturday night in Atlanta.

  “We got another call.” Chief Johnson walked into the main part of the station and hit the alarm.

  “Alright, let’s go.” I nudged Jett who had started to doze in his chair as well.

  “What’s going on?” Jett walked over to the chief. “Is it anything serious?”

  “It’s a warehouse fire. I don’t think anyone is inside, but we should follow normal protocol.” Chief Johnson motioned towards the locker room. “Alright, suit up.”

  “Yes, sir.” I nodded quickly and started walking towards our lockers.

  Warehouse fires usually weren’t very exciting, but the fires could get out of control quickly depending on what was stored in them. The warehouse in questions was in an area where a lot of businesses had closed due to gang activity. That meant it was likely abandoned, so we would be putting out the fire and letting the investigators take over. It wasn’t always arson when an old abandoned warehouse went up in flames, but it happened more times than not. The chances were even higher in that part of town where owners were left with a property they couldn’t sell after the gangs took over. We sped to the location and found that the doors were locked. They were too big for us to easily open, so we broke out a couple of windows and the crew started dousing the flames they could see with water.

  “Let’s take a trip around the building, just to make sure there’s nothing we should be concerned about.” I motioned to Jett and he followed behind me.

  “I really wish people would stop trying to solve their financial problems by setting them on fire,” Jett grunted and kicked a couple of canisters that were near the side of the building.

  “Yeah, no shit.” I nodded quickly. “They don’t realize that someone has to go in there, even if the fucking place is abandoned.”

  The someone in question was us. We were usually the two that went in first, and this was going to be no exception. We confirmed that there was nothing flammable on the perimeter and then found a window near the side of the building that would be able to serve as an entry point. I let the team know what was going on while Jett broke through the glass and then the two of us headed inside. The smoke was fairly thick, and we weren’t going to risk our lives for a warehouse fire, but we still needed to do a quick check. I expected it to be routine, but when I turned the corner, I realized it wasn’t. I grabbed Jett’s arm and pointed at what appeared to be a person lying on the floor behind the flames. Jett ran to the window, called for help, and we started concentrating the water on that area so we could get through it.

  “The second floor isn’t going to hold. We need to get in there quick!” I paced and tried to find an option to get through the fire.

  The warehouse had two floors, and the second floor was open in the center with a staircase that led up to it. It was supported by metal beams, but the floor itself was wood. It resembled scaffolding more than an actual floor, and I was certain it wasn’t up to code. The owner probably wanted more space and just had some workers throw it up in a hurry. That meant it probably wouldn’t be structurally sound and a few creaks that were followed by embers hitting the floor confirmed my suspicions. Based on the shape and clothes, it looked like the person on the floor was a woman. I didn’t have a lot of hope for her survival, but we had to try. The left side of her body was burned, and while I couldn’t see her face, I could see blonde hair that was charred. We finally got a section of the fire down enough for us to get through it and we reacted immediately.

  “This isn’t good,” Jett yelled through his mask. “I’ll carry her.”

  It wasn’t going to be a good night, that was for damn sure. Anytime we had to carry someone out of a fire already knowing that they were likely gone made me sick to my stomach. Jett carried the woman in his arms and I cleared the way. The warehouse wasn’t completely abandoned and was full of boxes and crates. Thankfully, they didn’t appear to have anything flammable or explosive inside them. We got her outside and the paramedics took over from there. They confirmed she was gone within a few minutes of us pulling her out of the fire. They didn’t find any form of identification, so she was labeled as a Jane Doe and taken to the morgue. Jett and I did another quick check of the building and confirmed there was nobody else inside. After that, we assisted the guys running the water until the fire was completely out.

  “Why would someone be in a place like this?” I shook my head back and forth as I took off my helmet. “Those were expensive clothes and she was wearing heels. She definitely wasn’t any sort of worker.”

  “I have no fucking idea,” Jett grunted and threw his helmet on the back of the truck. “Maybe she started the fire. It wouldn’t be the first time some crazy owner thought they could start a fire and get out before it was out of control.”

  “I don’t see any cars though.” I motioned to the parking lot. “And we checked the perimeter. What was she going to do, walk home in heels?”

  “Yeah, it definitely doesn’t look right.” Jett shrugged and sat down. “The investigators will figure it out. Our part in this is just about done.”

  It would take days before the investigators had any real information, but it didn’t stop me from being curious about the woman in the warehouse. I had a feeling that the police were going to be opening a homicide file before the end of the night because finding someone in there was incredibly suspicious. She didn’t have any form of identification and we didn’t see a purse near her on the ground, even when we went back to check the second time. Even if it was caught in the fire, there should have been some evidence left behind. After the fire was out, all we could do was return to the station. Both of us were pretty exhausted by that point, and thankfully, the rest of our shift was quiet. We were able to lay down and get some rest. I did manage to fall asleep, but it wasn’t a restful sleep. It never was after a shift like that.

  “Fuck, it’s almost time for the shift to be over. Brylee will be waiting on us to head to the storage locker.” Jett sipped his coffee and sighed.

  “Yeah, we shouldn’t let a bad night get in the way of that.” I poured a cup of coffee and sat down across from him. “We see shit like this all the time—I don’t know why it doesn’t get any easier.”

  “I think you lose a little piece of your humanity when it does. Maybe it’s a good thing it still bothers us.” Rand shrugged and sipped his coffee again. “I’ve gotten better at compartmentalizing it—except when it’s someone I care about.”

  “Maybe I’ll get there one day too.” I looked at the clock again. “I think I want to grab a quick shower before we go.”

  “We’re just going to be sweating like a mother fucker in a few hours.” Jett chuckled and sniffed his arm. “Okay, maybe a shower wouldn’t hurt.”

  We headed to the showers and I tried to focus on what we had planned for the day instead of what we saw the night before. We had two more storage lockers to get through. I hoped we could get through the both of them since we had all day to do it. One of them had a decent amount of furniture, and there might be some stuff in there that Maria could use. We would have to sell enough stuff to cover our costs, but I was okay if we didn’t make any money off what we bought. Breaking even would be fine if we got a chance to help someone out in the process. There was still plenty of potential. There were boxes that could contain treasure. I just hoped they would be distracting enough to get my mind off everything else.

  I definitely can’t take any of this with me when I leave the station. Brylee knows we deal with a lot of shit, but she doesn’t need to hear the horrible details.

  I finished my shower and got dressed. We were lucky that the end of the shift was quiet and we got some rest, especially since we would be busy most of the day. Jett was still finishing up, so I grabbed another cup of coffee and went to look at the report from the previous night on the computer. I didn’t expect much, and I wasn’t surprised when I saw that the woman’s name was still listed as Jane Doe. The investigators would start looking at everyt
hing on Monday, and probably confirm that it was arson. I hoped there would be something to identify the woman we found, even if it was just dental records. There must not have been any missing persons that fit her description, or else that would have been linked to the file.

  “Are you ready?” Jett walked into the office and put his hands on his hips.

  “Yeah.” I nodded and shut down the computer.

  “Nothing new?” He tilted his head to the side as I turned around.

  “Nope, we’ll probably have to wait until Monday.” I sighed and walked towards the door.

  “Let’s grab Brylee and get something to eat before we head to the locker. I really need something besides a bagel today.” Jett patted me on the shoulder and followed me towards the truck.

  “Sounds good.” I looked back at him and nodded.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Jett

  Shifts that ended with a body in the morgue were the ones that I hated most. I had learned to deal with it a little better than Rand, but I understood why it impacted him so much. He almost paid the ultimate price for his bravery, and I knew it changed him. He was still a damn good firefighter and there was nobody I wanted by my side, but the victims lingered in his thoughts a lot more after that night. I recognized the shift in his personality, even before he told me that it was keeping him from pursuing a serious relationship. I knew it left scars, but I had no idea how deep they were. I was pretty confident that there was nothing we could have done to helped the woman we pulled out of the warehouse. She was likely gone before we ever got the call. It didn’t make things easier, but I hoped we would be able to bottle those emotions up once we were with Brylee.