Playing With Fire: Paranormal Dating Agency (Otherworld Shifters Book 4)

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by Godiva Glenn


  Gabe had brushed off the possibility. It’s not like every moment with her had to be an orgy. He had been confident that he could live his life and never intentionally cross swords with the massive bear. Unfortunately, that’s where things were headed tonight.

  “Have you ever even been with another guy?” he asked Valdus in the hopes of throwing him off.

  “I won’t be thinking of you,” Valdus replied.

  Troy leaned against the wall, arms crossed, expression slightly bored. This was easy for him. He didn’t care about what happened. Gabe however, and Valdus too, didn’t necessarily want to be diving into another guy’s jizz.

  The more Gabe considered it, the more asinine it seemed. It was Chell. If she didn’t mind, why should he? But the more Valdus dug in and asserted that he’d be with Chell first, the more Gabe felt he needed to react. If he didn’t know better, he’d have thought Valdus was challenging him. Trying to scare him off, which made no sense since the guy seemed perfectly fine with Troy and Gabe.

  If going together was somehow less awkward than going second—which, even Gabe saw the ridiculousness of that—then that was the plan.

  “Fine. I’m not binding myself to you, anyways,” Gabe said. “No offense.”

  “We’ll all be bound, technically,” Valdus corrected.

  Yeah, Valdus was trying something. Gabe just wasn’t sure what. There was no hostility in his voice or expression, just an insistence. Whatever it was, it likely boiled down to something for Chell’s sake.

  For a man who’d been tortured for the last decade—which had come as a massive shock, since Gabe hadn’t known the time passage difference between their planets—Valdus was laser-focused on Chell’s emotions and well-being.

  That dedication was commendable. Gabe internally grimaced but conceded. “I’m okay with that. With all of it.”

  “About time,” Troy muttered.

  Valdus held out his hand to Gabe, which Gabe accepted, then pulled him close in a half-hug and patted his back. There was a mutual understanding between them. That they were alike in ways, different in others, but there was no animosity. Certainly, they were bound to butt heads more in the future, but hopefully, they’d always resolve it without escalation.

  Gabe would always stand his ground, but he didn’t want to wrestle another bear any time soon, if ever again.

  They headed down the hall. Their woman was waiting for them.

  Valdus kissed Chell’s lips while Troy massaged and licked her breasts. The bed fit them all, and Chell looked like a goddess being worshipped in the center. Gabe caressed her lean legs with teasing strokes before spreading them.

  He slid on his stomach, kissing the insides of her knees and working his way up. Moisture glistened on her inner thighs, proof of her anticipation and eagerness. He licked it away and traced his tongue up into the crease at the apex of her thighs.

  Soft moans escaped her mouth, which Valdus commanded and devoured. After the week she’d had—no, after the year she’d had—she deserved this and so much more. All she seemed to do was put others first, and now they had the chance to return the favor. It was an easy decision to agree on.

  Gabe dipped his tongue into the pool of slick heat at her center. She tasted fresh and sweet, like his very own forbidden fruit. For their plan to work she needed to be relaxed and suitably prepped. She was a tight fit for one and would need pampering to accept two.

  Dragging his tongue upward, he spread her arousal from her entrance to her clit. Then he kissed and licked and sucked every inch of flesh until she grew wetter and her hips squirmed greedily.

  He looked up and watched Troy and Valdus, who had swapped attentions. Troy now nibbled her jaw while Valdus pinched the hard tips of her nipples, which were swollen and red. Their hands held her still against their bodies, but she squirmed.

  He slipped two fingers into her, and her walls instantly clutched at him. Drawing her bud gently between his teeth, he teased as his hand worked in and out, slowly at first. Her juices ran down to his knuckles as she got worked up. He added another finger and hummed against her clit, tongue circling and driving her wild.

  Her thighs shook against him, her orgasm ripping through her like a wild current. She rode his fingers as her body convulsed around them, and he continued to torment her clit even when it was clear the pleasure had become too much stimulation. He added another finger and shoved hard into her, ignoring her muffled cries while he focused on his goal.

  She writhed and shook again, her entire body quaking as her second climax quickly followed the first. He eased his fingers out, spreading them gently and testing her limits. He knew himself and Troy, but not Valdus.

  Of Valdus, Gabe had only seen the hint of his hardened state for a brief moment when he’d happened upon them on the couch. It seemed Chell was a bit of a size queen when it came to her men.

  If they were to share Chell in this way, she needed to be thoroughly spoiled beforehand, but there was only so much he could do alone. He rose on his elbows and watched Chell’s hands clawing desperately at Troy and Valdus. They’d kept her from touching their cocks just yet. They wanted to last, and she had quite the grip.

  Gabe met Valdus’s gaze, and they communicated without speaking. Valdus cupped Chell’s face and turned her to him.

  “Get on me,” he growled.

  The men helped untangle her languid limbs, and once she was free her vigor was renewed. She straddled Valdus and sank onto his thick length with a moan of vanquished relief. He held her waist and aided her in sliding up and down, coating his cock with her slick fluid.

  Gabe moved up behind her, but though he knew his aim, a part of him was frozen. Troy moved and knelt beside him. His presence was a comfort but didn’t dissipate the tension hovering. Troy took Gabe’s hand and slid it down Chell’s smooth ass and between her legs so that he could feel where Valdus pumped in and out of her soft lips.

  Gabe closed his eyes. He wanted to do this. Troy gripped Gabe’s cock and stroked him. He was hard and ready, and Troy’s familiar touch ignited his desire, overtaking the sliver of insecurity that threatened the moment.

  He covered Troy’s hand with his own and they shared a look.

  Valdus slowed and Gabe managed to ease a finger into Chell beside Valdus’s cock. He swept up her slick arousal and spread it on his own length. Troy moved away, positioning himself at Chell’s side where her hand desperately reached for him, needing to hold and squeeze him.

  Gabe leaned against her back and pressed himself next to Valdus. Chell rocked ever so gently, and he slid against Valdus’s length, seeking entrance. They moved together as if in slow motion until finally her tight opening gave way and welcomed him in.

  He remained still for a moment, for her sake and his own, while they adjusted to the snug fit. Holding his breath, he slid inch by tight inch forward, until he was roughly halfway in and there was no sign that it was too much for her to take.

  His cock nestled against the other man’s, and it was a sensation both disorienting and luxurious. He began to move, stretching the space and eliciting low, throaty sounds from Chell.

  In this position, he set the pace. He went slow and fast, alternating and listening to Chell’s moans to see what worked best. His body curled over her back, bringing them all close together, but he no longer worried about personal space.

  He and Valdus worked well together and sliding against each other while fucking Chell was an absolute dream. A quick thought passed through his mind, that for all his hate of labels and the reservations he had about touching men outside of Troy, this was magnificent. Chell clearly agreed.

  She reached back and held Gabe’s neck. He leaned down and kissed the slope of her shoulder as he curled his hips forward.

  “More,” she whimpered.

  The heavy lust in her voice undid him, and he and Valdus moved with little restraint, shoving deep and rough into her vise-like heat. It was too much. She was too tight and wet, Valdus too hard and slick. Gabe grit his
teeth to hold back from coming too soon, but Chell was already there.

  Her spasming walls pulled him and Valdus even closer together, and at the height of her sharp cries, her fingertips dug into the flesh at the back of Gabe’s neck. It stung but quickly numbed as he exploded within her, filling her quaking heat with his cum. The pressure of Valdus’s own orgasm pressed against him, both cocks throbbing and emptying.

  Their shared space was slick with their thick fluids, but they continued to pump into it, enjoying the feel of their mutual ecstasy. The room spun and dark spots clung to the corners of Gabe’s vision. He bit into Chell’s neck and exhaled, in awe of the momentum that had carried them through. She mumbled something unintelligible, which he at first thought was gibberish, but by Valdus’s response was something in another language.

  Valdus chuckled and whispered back to her.

  Gabe arched a brow at the shifter.

  “She said we broke her pussy,” Valdus explained.

  Troy sifted through her wild, dark hair. “And we’re not even done.”

  Gabe reluctantly straightened and pulled free. His cock pulsed, a bit sore but eager to go again. As he sat back, he watched the white flood of his and Valdus’s contribution. Chell’s hand shakily pressed between her thighs and cupped herself. Knowing her, she was in heaven.

  Troy rolled her off of Valdus and onto her back. Raised welts marked her left breast and right hip, which Gabe took as Valdus’s marks on her. She’d left a scratch across his chest as well. Gabe reached back and checked the tender spot on his neck and found it extended to his shoulder blade.

  He trailed his fingertips down her leg as Troy took his place. He didn’t know if their bond was instant, but it seemed so. Chell’s heavy-lidded eyes found him and a delicate smile curled on her lips. The future flickered before his eyes, filled with her mischievous glances and the warm ambiance she brought to his life.

  Yes, he’d definitely made the right decision.

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Chell

  Stamina was usually Chell’s middle name, but tonight she could barely keep up with her men. Maybe it had something to do with mating, maybe her long nights and early mornings had caught up with her at the least opportune time.

  Still, she was enjoying every second, and couldn’t be too saddened that perhaps she wouldn’t last twenty rounds tonight—mating meant this was a beginning, not an end. There would be more nights like this.

  “Mine,” she said opening her arms and welcoming Troy.

  His blue eyes glittered with dark lust and he sank against her, plunging into her aching heat with a husky groan. Of her men, he was the most pliant. She loved that he wasn’t turned off from following such a wild act between Gabe and Valdus. No, Troy enjoyed the feel of their evidence within her, which made them perfectly compatible.

  While Gabe and Valdus had likely argued to have her first and had therefore shared the privilege, Troy got to have her alone. He was the truly clever one.

  Her fingers furrowed through his soft hair and pulled him into a scorching kiss. Everything about the moment felt right, from his tongue circling hers to his cock straining against her sore walls.

  She loved them all, but to Troy felt a debt of gratitude. Had he not contacted Gerri, none of them would have found their way here tonight. That wasn’t something she’d be forgetting any time soon.

  He pulled away from her mouth and kissed the tip of her nose before straightening. He tucked his legs beneath himself and lifted her hips, entering her at a sharper yet deeper angle from his near-seated position.

  Valdus’s hand roamed down her stomach, teasingly traveling to where he could help her. His rough fingertip found her clit and flicked over it as he stared into her eyes.

  She glanced up and found Troy unbothered. He gripped her hips and kept her close as he pistoned in and out, gently shaking her body and sending her into a languid bliss-induced coma.

  Licking her lips, her hand searched and found Valdus’s cock. Her thumb slid across the broad wet tip. He could finish again, she knew—and he would. Using the same pace as Troy used on her, she stroked up and down on Valdus’s rigid length.

  Gabe seized her other hand and pinned it high above her head. She looked sharply at him, but he wasn’t looking back. He’d bent down and taken her breast into his mouth. Her eyes rolled back as he sucked and bit her already sore flesh. For a moment she recalled how she’d tried to push Mara onto him, and it almost made her laugh.

  They were meant to be, and for whatever tension may have existed beyond this door, the three men worked well with each other. Together they ignited her senses, each contributing to a perfect balance, and she writhed as the bundled pleasure built. Her legs squeezed against Troy’s sides and she whimpered. Her bear roared and she inhaled the sweet scent of her men.

  “I need…” she panted.

  Gabe released her hand, reading her mind. She took hold of Troy’s arm at the same moment her body cried out for release. She moaned and slid her hand down, vaguely aware of the scent of blood as jumbled emotions careened inside her.

  Her orgasm sped through her like it ran a race and left tingling warmth in its wake. Valdus spilled onto her hand as her grip tightened, and through the corner of her eyes, she saw the thick fluid dripping across her knuckles.

  Troy crouched forward and gave a final deep thrust before he, too, came. Her inner walls quivered around him as he emptied and completed their primal ritual, but a part of her still hungered for more.

  She closed her eyes, not of her own choice. She was exhausted. It felt like she hadn’t slept in days and had now received the means to sleep peacefully. But that’s not what she wanted.

  Lips pressed against hers, in turn. Valdus. Gabe. Troy. She recognized each, and her throat hummed with pleasure. Valdus curled against her side and nuzzled the back of her ear.

  “Shower?” Gabe asked.

  “I need to catch my breath,” Troy muttered.

  Gabe flopped beside her and Troy lay across her numb legs.

  Peace blossomed within her heart. She’d feared this moment wouldn’t come, but now she had it. Invisible strands wound down her body and reached out, touching each male. She wanted to open her eyes and check Gabe and Troy—in her ecstasy she had no clue how deep she’d scratched. Yet they didn’t complain, and surely Valdus would have remarked had she grievously wounded either.

  Their beating hearts echoed within the room, slowing together, returning to steady thumps together.

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  Chell

  “I will not!” Chell growled.

  The startled faces of a handful of clan leaders flinched on the other side of the monitor. Troy had found a way to attach her communicator to the television in the living room, and she was now in the midst of a heated conference call with the other bear clans of Nova Solara and a few on Earth.

  Mara cleared her throat and looked pointedly at Chell.

  Taking a deep breath, Chell tried to relax and keep from offending every leader within a galactic distance.

  “What I mean to say, is, the Steel Claws have taken personal issue with me, and I believe I should remain here at least until Dagger is in custody.”

  “I understand that,” Lagos of the Broken Chasm replied. “But we have limited resources on Earth. Return to Solara and help us here. It’s clear that Solomon’s toxicity reached much farther than we’d expected.”

  “We’ll find him and smoke out his followers,” Ky, of Earth’s Stone clan promised.

  Pouting wasn’t something Chell normally did, but she was close to doing just that. “Will I at least be kept aware of any progress?”

  “Of course.” Ky glanced past her, his gaze lingering on the three men standing behind her. “But you can at least take some time to rest.”

  It sounded like code to get back to mating. The other leaders weren’t trying to put her in her place, but they definitely wanted her to back down. She understood and could place herself in their sh
oes. Dagger had evaded custody, and for now was in the wind. Her own search for him was incredibly limited, plus Valdus was practically climbing the walls to return home.

  “I suppose I can agree to it,” she said dipping her head respectfully.

  The screen blanked and her shoulders dropped. She’d tried but failed. Despite it being obvious that she wasn’t a detective, she’d spent the last few days trying to wring information out of thin air.

  “We’re going home.” Valdus’s voice was a blend of triumph and disbelief.

  She turned and looked them over. “The portal should be available any day this week…”

  “We just need a day or two to say goodbye,” Troy said.

  “Whatever you need.”

  The reality sank in as Troy and Gabe wandered off, staring at their phones. Valdus stood at her side and kissed the top of her head.

  “I’m sorry he got away,” Valdus said.

  “I don’t think he can run forever.”

  “We have our own life to start.”

  She ran a hand down his chest and spread her palm against the black t-shirt he wore. “I know. I had hoped this would be a closed door, though.”

  “I think we’re a ways away from everything being tied up and settled.”

  True, but that wasn’t any more reassuring. None of the clans could recall this wide a spread of corruption. Even catching Dagger wouldn’t necessarily be the end.

  “You’ll have your work cut out for you on Solara.” Valdus massaged her weary shoulders. “It will take time for Troy and Gabe to adjust.”

  “And the clan has to adjust to them, as well.”

  “Indeed.”

  Troy entered the room, his eyes on his phone but his attention clearly elsewhere. He shook his head and dropped the phone down by his side. “Are we doing anything today?”

  “I had nothing planned,” Chell said.

 

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