by L. A. Boruff
Damn, I could really get used to this — Emma wrapped around me, our lips and tongues working together, the sounds of pleasure filling the room. From the noises he’s making, I can tell Daniel could get used to this as well. Those are the groans of a well satisfied man. I open my eyes and look up, watching as Daniel’s shifts his gaze between the two of us, his fingers running through Emma's hair.
After a moment of lavishing all our mutual attention on our gentleman turned adventurer, Emma turns her focus to Trigg. She takes him into her mouth once more, her hands wrapping around the base of his cock. My roommate lets out a loud sigh of relief, and Emma takes him in deeper.
I thrust into her slowly, the sensations of the moment roiling up my body, joining a wave of emotion washing over me. Daniel’s hand rests on my shoulder, his hips bucking in the same rhythm that Emma is riding my cock with. We are united, all four of us, moving to the same tempo, the same heartbeat, a shared pleasure between us all, a physical expression of our love and trust in one another.
We’re still not sure what all six of us look like in an intimate situation like this, but it’s not going to take too many more encounters like this to get our dynamics figured out real fucking fast. Daniel’s hand clenches down into my shoulder, and I reach out to stroke his balls. He lets out a series of sharp grunts when I massage them, and I can tell he’s getting close.
My focus fractures as Emma’s pace picks up, her ass rocking against my lap as she moves on top of me. My own orgasm threatens, the combination of Emma clenching down on my cock and Daniel’s salty precum filling my senses.
Seconds later, Daniel curses loudly and explodes into my mouth, his fingers digging into the muscles of my shoulder. I swallow him down, every last drop, and I run my lips down his shaft one last time. I release him from my mouth just in time to watch Emma’s head fall back, her gaze tilting up to the heavens. Her mouth opens in a silent O, and her thighs tremble as she comes all over my cock, the moisture wetting us both.
Trigg takes over in her absence, his hand gripping his stiff erection as he watches her climax. By the snarl in his expression, I can tell he was almost there before Emma’s orgasm consumed her, and watching her come has pushed him right to the edge.
But Emma’s not done. Before her legs have even stopped trembling, she closes her mouth back over Trigg’s cock, and her cheeks suck in. Trigg lets out a long, low groan, his hips driving his shaft further into her mouth. She wraps a hand around his ass and really goes to town.
My own balls tighten as I watch her pleasure him, and I pick up the pace, driving into her hard now as she whimpers around Trigg’s erection. My roommate lets out a quick shout, takes in a quick breath, then shouts once more. Emma releases him from her mouth, swallowing, but still in rapture, her eyes drinking in his expression with delight.
It’s my turn, and I pull her to me, her beautiful breasts against my chest as our lips meet. I can taste my friend on her tongue, and it makes me drive into her all the harder. She grinds against me, and I unleash everything I’ve been holding back, an intense climax shooting through every fiber of my body. Emma moans for me as I pump into her, and then we collapse against each other, our chests heaving.
Daniel and Trigg move over the bed and drop to the mattress, both of them breathing hard. Once I trust my knees not to buckle, I pick Emma up and carry her with me, joining them on the bed.
I lay back between the two of them, and Emma stretches out on my chest as we all lay quietly, our breath the only sound in the room as we rest to regain our spent energy. My friends to each side of me, Emma over top, her body pressed against mine — a sense of bliss overwhelms me, and a laugh of gleeful satisfaction bubbles up inside me.
It’s a good fucking feeling, and I get Emma going as well, her sweet giggle low and soft. Daniel and Trigg smile at us, one lazily with post-coital euphoria, the other with the grin of astonishment at what just went down.
Trigg reaches a hand out to us, and both Emma and I wrap our fingers around his. To the other side, Emma makes the first offer and Daniel gladly accepts, sliding his palm into hers. I lay my hand on top of theirs and let out a deep breath of happiness as I smile up at the ceiling.
Life is fucking good.
Our moment of blissful peace is short lived, because a moment later the mechanism to the bedroom door clicks, and Jude’s deep voice booms into the room. “Aww, fuck! Come on guys! Not one of you is even dressed yet. Jesus Fucking Christ.”
We all tip our heads up to see not only Jude, but both of the twins, appraising us from the doorway. Jude looks like he’s ready to skin us alive, but Jax has a devilish grin on his face as he takes in the scene.
“Looks like I missed a hell of a party,” Jax says, leaning against the doorway, drinking in our naked forms, his eyes lingering on Emma.
“The party should have been long over,” Jude says gruffly, his gaze narrowed at me. “It’s time for you all to be leaving for the Hungry Helpers event, isn’t it?”
Emma gasps and looks to the over-sized, circular clock stationed on the wall before snapping her head toward Daniel. “You brought my clothes to the bathroom, right?”
“Yes, love,” he says, propping himself up on his elbows. “It’s all in there.”
Emma scrambles off of me and heads directly for the bathroom.
I sit up and tip my chin at Jax. “I told her you could shave a good ten, fifteen minutes off the trip if you take her on your Harley. Daniel and Trigg can meet her there. You up for it?”
Jax gives me a hard stare, but there’s a playful glint in his eyes. “You asking me to break the law?”
I snort loudly. We all know the only rules Jax follows are his own. That man was born an outlaw, and it’s in his blood, no matter how many fancy suits Daniel manages to sneak into his closet. “Have you ever needed an excuse?”
A knowing smiles plays at the edges of his lips. “Good point. I’ll grab her helmet and boots. Tell her to meet me in the garage.”
Jax disappears from sight just as Trigg eases off the bed and makes a full-Monty dash into the dressing room, covering his privates with both hands under the watchful eyes of the Chief. Daniel rolls off the bed as well and follows behind him, looking equally shy as he shuffles past Jude.
I contemplate whether to get back in the shower and hose off or to stay here for a short nap. Who am I kidding? Emma's managed to get me to slow down plenty in these past months, but naps still aren’t in my repertoire. I grunt as I get to my feet, heading for the shower. I give the Chief a suggestive wink as I approach, not a bit ashamed of my naked-ass glory.
He rolls his eyes and steps aside when I reach the doorway, but there’s a slight traffic jam as Emma reenters the bedroom at the same time, pulling her bra on as she walks. She edges by us in a hurry, but Jude closes his firm grip around her forearm and spins her back to him.
She lands snuggly against his chest, and Jude tells her quietly, “Jax and I have a little surprise waiting for you in our playroom when you get back.”
“Oh? Is that so?” Emma asks, her eyes dancing.
Jude’s other hand moves to her neck, stroking her throat slowly, and I can tell from the look in his eyes that the gesture is both a caress and a promise. “We had it custom made,” he says, his expression full of desire.
Emma’s breath grows shallow, and she leans into his touch, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. “You’ll wait for me?”
Jude leans his face down to hers, his hand tightening around her neck as he brushes his lips against hers, a sensual growl in his answer.
“Always.”
Author’s Note
Thank you for reading Steamy Surprises, an exclusive new bonus chapter for The Code series! You can read the rest of Emma, Daniel, Gunner, Jax, Jude, and Trigg’s story here:
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The Code Series
Multiple companies are vying for my new security program, including the men of Pentabyte. They're intelligent, handsome,
and successful – and it appears they want more than just my code. Despite my determination to keep things professional, I'm drawn to each of them in ways I never expected.
But someone is playing malicious games – striking out at me from the shadows and creating chaos that threatens to turn my world upside down. The men of Pentabyte swear they just want to help me, but with their ties to dark ops and espionage, I don't know who to trust.
Everything I've worked for is on the line. Do I dare act on my feelings when the stakes are this high?
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TL Reeve & Michele Ryan: The Misfits Excerpt
Psychic Retrieval Agency
Dear Readers,
Earlier this year, Michele and I brought you Art of Deception as JT Camp, in the Magic and Shadows box set. Due to some unfortunate circumstances, we were forced to table the remainder of the series until we could figure out how to move past this particular incident.
Today, we have. As of this moment, Art of Deception will be joining our Psychic Retrieval Agency series as the newly titled, Misfits. Yes, Warren, Abraham, Fallon, Grainger and introducing Kage (our shadow demon) will continue to be a team. And, since their story is moving from YA to Paranormal Romance, there will be adult themes added.
In this short scene, you will see the first time Warren, Abraham, Fallon, Grainger, and Kage become more than just a group of agents thrust together to take down a syndicate of black market baddies. They will become a full fledge bonded poly-RH family. (Warning; there are some m/m themes in this short.)
It will take some time for Michele and I to work this story out to make sure it is presented in the way we always intended for it to be, so we hope you’re patient with us. If you would like to be kept up-to-date on AOD’s progression and coming-soons from Psychic Retrieval Agency, you can follow us here: https://psychicretrievalagency.blogspot.com/
As always, thank you for your continued support. Michele and I value all of our readers and fans.
Happy reading!
TL and Michele
The door to their room opened, and Fallon stepped through carrying coffee and boxes of food, along with a couple of packs of blood. Damn her for knowing him all too well. She acted like their stakeout had been no big deal, but at the time... Shit. When she bent to place everything on their table, Abraham was on her.
Fuck pleasantries.
Lust pounded through Abraham’s veins. He licked his bottom lip, wrapping his arms around her from behind. He had to get his mouth on her. Abraham nuzzled the side of her neck. Heat blazed around him. He sank into it, loving the sensation spreading through his body from where his fingertips touched her. “I’m going to bite you, right here.” He ran his tongue over her pulse.
“If this is how you greet me every time I fetch us something to eat, then I’ll take it.” Fallon tried to turn, but he kept her as she was. “Abraham?”
“Shh...” Abraham's gums throbbed, aching for the moment his fangs would pop through. He welcomed the feel. Allowed them to slide into place before striking. The spill of her blood on his tongue had his cock thickening to the point of pain. He groaned. The sweet tang of her blood only served to ramp him up even more. He gripped her hips and ground against her ass, desperate to get inside her. His dick throbbed. His balls were tight aching knots.
Fallon trembled in his arms. The soft mewling sounds she made in the back of her throat, went straight to his head. He licked closed the bite mark, not wanting to take too much from her. The scent of her arousal spiked when she pushed back into him, rubbing across him. His mouth watered. No way in hell they could wait any longer.
Fuck whatever came next.
They had to have her, make her theirs. Abraham eased her into Warren’s arms, and they fell to the bed in a heap of tangled limbs. Last night had been too close for them. They were in the middle of a field watching a fucking black-market warehouse when a guard spotted them. If it hadn’t been for Grainger and Kage, for sure, one of them would have been captured, if not killed.
As it was, Abraham had drunk almost too much from Warren which led to relieving some of the tension building between them. And, when Abraham hadn't been balls deep, reveling in the sounds his lover made as he came, they filled each other's heads with naughty plans of what they'd do with Fallon.
Warren tugged Fallon’s shirt off, exposing her tanned skin to Abraham, Grainger, and Kage. Her nipples were hard, pressing against the material of her bra. Goosebumps formed along her skin, and he wanted to trace all of them with his tongue. Warren slid his hand down the front of her pants, ripping a cry of pleasure from her lips.
When they woke, and she hadn’t been there, every bad thought or scenario of what could have happened to her, ran through his mind. So, when she returned with breakfast and coffee, Abraham lost his shit. They couldn’t go a day longer without her.
“What’s Warren doing to you?” Abraham growled.
Her eyes drifted close before she licked her lips. “Fingering me.”
“How does it feel?” Abraham pushed.
“Fucking amazing. She came so fucking hard when I got my middle finger in her. She’s tight, hot, and slick.” He removed his hand from her pants to show them. Her cream glistened on his appendage before he licked it clean and moaned. “Like the sweetest fucking cream. I could eat her all day.
Kage appeared beside Warren and Fallon. “Sexy as fuck.” The wispy ends of shadowy fingers caressed her skin. The shadow touched her in multiple places. Her nipples, stomach, then slid farther down. She whimpered, arching to the demon, while Warren shoved her yoga pants off. The damp spot on the front of her panties sent a surge of dominance through Abraham. He ripped the offending material from her body and brought them to his nose.
The potent blast of wild tiger and the sweet feminine smell of her lust shot straight to his cock. He passed the tattered remnants to Grainger, who hissed when he brought it to his nose. His eyes had gone completely bloodshot. His lips were pulled back exposing his elongated fangs. The man bordered on becoming feral.
While they stalked their prey, climbing up onto the bed to join Kage who stroked his cock with one hand and touched her with the other, Warren yanked his clothes off. A blast of arousal hit Abraham in the chest. His incubus lover unleashed a blast of hunger, hitting Abraham square in the chest. He grunted. The swelling need growing within him became exceptionally worse. He swore he’d die from lack of blood flow if he didn’t relieve the tension building in his balls.
Nothing had been this heady before. Sure, in the beginning when Warren became his blood partner, they'd gone at it like shifters during the full moon. Neither one of them could satiate their need to fuck and rut. This, though, was ten times worse. It was the culmination of what all five of them had been building to. It also had the ability to destroy them, too.
Don’t think about it now.
Kage wrapped Fallon’s hand around his dick. She began to stroke him while riding Warren’s fingers. “Kochanie.” Kage whispered the nickname he’d given her, flexing his hips counter to each pump of her hand. “Don’t stop.”
Kage reached over to Grainger and used the tendrils of his shadow to tease the vampire's cock. Grainger's head fell back. His eyes closed as a snarl of arousal curled his lip. Warren used his energy as an incubus to ease the inhibitions all of them had, however, Abraham believed none of them took issue when it came to Fallon. If anything, it enabled them to enjoy it that much more.
“Fallon, have you ever sucked dick with someone else?” Abraham took hold of Warren’s dick and rubbed him.
She shook her head. “W
ith someone...no?”
Abraham smirked. “Then you’re in for a treat, and so is Warren.”
Fallon gasped. The warm tingling sensation swirling in her belly grew more intense as a moan of pleasure fell from her lips. Oh God. When she returned from grabbing them something to eat, she hadn't expected this. Well, she had, kind of. She'd been hoping at some point she'd be able to end the bed-hopping she'd been doing, even though, technically, she wasn't doing anything wrong.
She’d also been holding back on all of them. Being with each of them gave her the emotional disconnect she needed to keep herself sane. It kept her from tripping and falling into any kind of sticky-type of feelings. It kept her from dealing with the destructive turmoil of ‘what if’. What if something happened, and they were taken away from her? Would it be worse for all of them to leave, or just one or two? Would the rest still love her if they weren’t all in? Love me? Is that what this is? Love?
Abraham lapped at the tip of his partner’s cock and groaned. Above them, Warren growled, muttering something in a language she didn’t know. But, whatever it was, it sure as hell sounded sexy as fuck. Fallon shuddered. This was part of their relationship they hadn’t shared with her yet. Now she couldn’t believe they held this connection back from her. She bent her head and gave a tentative swipe of her tongue across the crest of Warren’s dick. He groaned, placing his hand on the back of her head, urging her to continue. A buzz of satisfaction spread through her.
Abraham gave her a wicked grin, before scooting down. “He also likes his balls sucked on, too.” He then took one of the taut globes into his mouth.
