Master Juggler (Untraceable Succubus Book 3)

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  Going undercover with a fake name to solve murders, shut down bad clubs, and punish people is a ridiculously difficult job even with a team to support her. Using two covers in LA to play the bad guys from both sides to take down an abduction ring using lust demons as sex slaves and getting to the bottom of problems at the club just might get Jasmine Stewart killed.

  Especially since Jasmine Stewart is actually one of her covers and one associated with her real life, even though there’s more she’s still hiding from. But she’s not alone, and from the start she finds some new allies to help her, including one who sees a bit too much and how to help her heal old wounds.

  However, she’s got four guys already waiting for a chance to be with her for real, so adding more seems stupid. The real question is whether she can balance it all and give others what they need, as the trouble with ISLE wasn’t the end of the demons problems, but the beginning.

  Untraceable Succubus is a crime series where the sex is hot and often and the main character kicks some serious ass on the road to finding out if she can have real love in her life even if it comes from multiple men.

  1

  “Haven’t seen you in a while, Cara,” Pete said, giving me an appreciative leer over the top of his glass before taking a sip.

  I shrugged as I tossed my deep red, long, and completely fuckable hair of this glamour over my shoulder. “I was having some fun in the tropics for a while.” I recrossed my legs and rolled my eyes at him. “Stop looking at me like you’re thinking for another taste. You know the rules.”

  “What rules?” a deep and toe curling voice asked in an Aussie accent, dropping the “t” of “what,” which I’d noticed anyone from or who spent time in Australia tended to do. I wanted to roll around in that voice, have it whisper all sorts of things to me while naked and touching me. It was a dangerous voice, and the ridiculously hot werewolf attached to it made me wet.

  “Cara only plays once. I’ve never heard of her double dipping,” Pete grumbled as several people nodded they’d heard or knew the same.

  “So you have one awesome move and don’t repeat so no one finds out?” the wolf asked, frowning like he was confused.

  I blinked at him as several people burst out laughing. I couldn’t tell if he was a dick or just hopeless when it came to women. Waiting for the laughter to die down, I took a sip of my drink and kept my eyes locked with his light green ones that were sexy in contrast to his dark blond hair with lighter natural highlights.

  I realized that wasn’t right when I looked closer. No, one was green, one was blue. He had heterochromia iridium, but it was harder to tell since they were light shades and honestly made them look a bit iridescent.

  “I think you just made sure your name was added to the list of people who won’t ever find out.”

  He winced as people started laughing again, looking a bit like a pup who’d gotten swatted on the nose for trying to get into something he shouldn’t. It was actually sexy, and he didn’t need help in that area. He had to be about six-four from what I could tell when we’d both been standing, and his body was… Fan-fucking-tastic. It was a playground of sculpted, ripped, thick, and delicious muscles.

  Too bad he apparently liked the taste of his foot.

  “Bain, you just lost out on the chance of a lifetime,” Pete taunted the wolf as I focused on the tiger shifter sitting on the couch next to my chair.

  Honestly, Bain had just given me the perfect in to talk to the tiger who I was there for. I wasn’t much into the sports scene—especially the supe one—but they were both MMA fighters in the supernatural league. And they were fighting tomorrow in some huge title match. I didn’t get all the ins and outs, but the quiet party was so they didn’t do anything stupid the day before the fight and because of the PR image.

  “Would you make sure to knock in his teeth for me?” I asked the tiger with a seductive smile. “I think he deserves at least that for what he said.”

  The tiger eyed me over like his prey before giving a half shrug. “I think I would need more information. What if he wasn’t wrong and I slugged him for it?”

  “Yes, that would be horrible considering you’re going to try and pound him tomorrow for money,” I threw right back, noting the fire that lit in his eyes when I said try. “I hope you’re better on your feet than that tomorrow… I’m sorry, I didn’t catch your name.” That fire turned into raging flames at not being recognized, as he was a man who desperately needed that sort of affirmation he mattered.

  “Caden,” he bit out while forcing a smile. I felt his desire to make me scream it as he made sure I never forgot him.

  Perfect. A chance to get him alone and what I needed.

  “I’ve met a Caden before,” I muttered, eyeing him over with suspicious interest. “One of the few I debated having a second night with. Still one of my top ten.”

  “High praise coming from you,” Pete chuckled, looking like he was dying to ask.

  “You were memorable as well. Don’t pout. It ruins your confident, sexy vibe.” I gave him a wink as he beamed at the praise in front of his buddies.

  “Slut,” one of the other girls muttered.

  I shot her a bored look. “I’m sorry your self-esteem is such shit you have to tear other women down to feel good, but I don’t play those games. This isn’t an amusement park, and I don’t just let anyone ride me. I know my value, and I like to have fun. The fact a woman is a slut while a man is a stud for enjoying sex and often is one of the stupidest hypocrisies ever.”

  “I agree,” Bain muttered—as did a few other people—while giving me another curious look.

  “Maybe there’s hope for you yet,” I teased him, toasting him with my drink, which pushed Caden’s aggressive and competitive side. I had his full attention after that, and he was willing to work for the win. It would be obvious I was up to something if I gave in easily after what I’d just said.

  “You could use another drink,” Caden said after I finished my second one.

  “Actually, I was going to stretch my legs.” I stood and rolled my neck. “I had a long flight, and Pete has a wonderful view.”

  “I’ll come with,” Caden muttered as he got to his feet.

  I looked him over and licked my lips. “Are fighters allowed to engage in anything strenuous the day before the match?”

  He smirked at me as a few people coughed on drinks. “I think I can handle anything you throw at me just fine.” />
  “Idiot,” Pete said under his breath at a level no one else would have heard and he didn’t know I could.

  I glanced over to Bain. “Are you joining us?”

  “Why?” both fighters asked at the same time.

  I glanced at Caden. “Isn’t half of this that you got what he wanted?”

  “Yeah, but I don’t want him there to—”

  “Oh, well, if it’s all about you, that sounds like fun for me,” I drawled. “I’m a demon. Use your head.”

  His eyes filled with a mixture of emotions; mostly he didn’t like how I wasn’t falling at his feet to give him whatever he wanted. While he was debating, I sighed and turned away like his chance was over. He quickly grabbed my arm and moved closer, leaning in and kissing my shoulder. “I didn’t mean to be dismissive. He’s not my friend, after all, and you’re talking about having him watch us being friendly.”

  So on top of everything else, he was a guy who couldn’t say he was sorry, which was the lowest form of douche to me. I smirked at him over my shoulder. “Did you want to come on my walk or not? I’m sure Bain would escort me alone.”

  “Let’s go,” he growled.

  I winked at him instead of rolling my eyes. Egotistical men were the easiest to play and con because they were deluded to think they were the smartest and best.

  Right, that’s why they were always looking for praise and reinforcement of their views.

  I moved us over to the back corner of the house by the hot tub with the privacy bushes, biting back a smirk that Bain came with, seeming unable to pass up the chance to see… Whatever. He still looked confused and slightly worried, but he was definitely game.

  “Has no one ever let you join their play time?” I teased him.

  “No, just seeing full moon crazy with packs when I visit,” he admitted, clearing his throat. “I didn’t assume anything like that was happening. I just wanted a chance to see you in your bathers more.”

  It took me a moment to get he meant my bikini. Too little too late, but it was sweet. I glanced around and found the best vantage point, gesturing for the chair I wanted him in and telling him to sit and stay.

  The tiger found it amusing I talked to a wolf that way.

  I found it amusing Bain listened. I turned back to Caden. “Lose the shorts.” He eyed me over like he was thinking of trying to gain control of this, and I gave a heavy sigh. “Bain, lose your shorts.”

  He yanked them off in a flash, and I actually did a double take when I saw what he had and it was only half hard. Impressive.

  I smirked at Caden. “Is that why you don’t want to take off your shorts? You’ve seen his monster before?” I held out my hand, flexing my fingers to signal I was waiting for the shorts. More I wanted the wallet he had in his back pocket.

  He growled at me and lost the shorts, handing them over. He narrowed his eyes at me when I tossed them several feet away to show they weren’t needed, but actually I knew Kyle was over there wearing a charm to cloak him. The envy demon on my team knew exactly what we needed and would get it while I acted as the distraction.

  “Very nice,” I praised, eyeing over his dick. It was. It wasn’t anywhere near the size of Bain’s, but it was nice. “Ask me nicely.”

  “Use that mouth for more than to tease me,” he growled, his eyes flaring with more anger than I wanted when distracting him.

  “You know I’ll feed when I do,” I warned him.

  “I can take it and give you all you need.”

  Idiot. No he couldn’t. I dropped to my knees and licked him, moaning at the taste like it was the best thing ever. I glanced up at him. “The wolf is ridiculously jealous. Isn’t my way of playing fun?”

  “It is,” he agreed, smirking at Bain. He moved his hands in my hair and gathered it up, turning us so Bain had a better view before bringing my face back to his dick. “You like it?”

  I didn’t answer, swallowing him down instead and letting him have what he wanted. I winked at Bain as I sucked the tiger off, playing the part and acting like his slamming himself in my mouth turned me on. Whatever, I was feeding and feeding some more from his lust as he wanted me desperately.

  I stopped when he got close, standing and taking off my bikini. He frowned at me. “I’m sorry, is this all about you or can you not please the woman you’re with?”

  He snarled as he grabbed me and tossed me down on a couch, moving between my legs and using his tongue to give me what I wanted. I came before he could realize it was time to stop to tease me too, and by then I’d fed enough that he was completely drunk on me.

  I flipped us and sat on him, taking him in me as I stared at Bain. I rode the tiger as I stared at the wolf, nodding to his dick and egging him into more. His eyes went wide and then even more heat filled them as he stroked himself while watching me have sex with another man. I kept feeding on the tiger until he finished, not getting an orgasm that time.

  “Oh dear, one round and you’re done?” I mocked the tiger when he looked ready to take a nap. “You didn’t even find the right spot.”

  He pushed to his feet and snarled. “You’re going to scream my name as I find every right spot.”

  “Sounds fun,” I purred. I let him shove me onto a chaise lounge. The second I was on all fours, he slammed into me, hitting that spot I did love. It also put me right in front of Bain. I licked my lips as I eyed him over. “Is this what you want?”

  “Yes,” Caden hissed, thinking I meant him.

  I hadn’t, and Bain knew that. “Oh yeah, give it to me hard.” I smiled as Bain’s eyes about rolled up in his head. “Faster. Do it faster.”

  “Yeah, you are such a slut begging for it,” Caden growled, doing what I said.

  Idiot. Still, I enjoyed it, mostly because of Bain and the feeding, but it was good and I teased them both with what I said, driving up the tiger’s lust to ridiculous levels as I fed. He came with a bellow, praising me as I finished as well. He pulled out of me and leaned over, kissing my shoulder.

  “Once isn’t enough, baby,” he slurred.

  “It never is, but it’s all you get,” I teased him as I stood, pushing him back so he flopped down on the couch. I snickered when I saw he was out. Turning back to Bain, I noticed he had finished as well. I walked over to him and stood there so he could see what was leaking out of me, running down my upper thigh.

  His eyes filled with a mixture of heat like he wanted to see his own spunk there and something a bit dark as if he didn’t enjoy me smelling of another man. It was interesting, and I liked to poke men so I was a brat.

  “You’re welcome,” I purred as I leaned down so my face was just about to his.

  “Right, yeah, thank you,” he panted, his eyes locked on mine. “That was amazing. Better than the sex I’ve had in forever, and I didn’t even touch you.”

  Well, maybe he did know how to talk to a woman sometimes? I smiled at him. “You’re welcome, but that wasn’t what I meant.”

  He opened his mouth and then closed it. “Sorry, there’s still no blood in my brain.”

  I licked my lips and glanced down to see it was still in his massive dick before meeting his gaze again. I gestured over my shoulder. “It will take him days to recover from that feeding. He was such a cocky asshole he didn’t think it would affect a big, strong guy like that.” I gave him a wink as I stood. “Aren’t you fighting him tomorrow?”

  Bain’s eyes went wide as he looked at the passed out tiger. “Fuck me dead.”

  “As I said. You’re welcome.” I turned and went for my bikini, bending over and giving Bain a nice view as I did. Then I used a towel there to clean up, leaving the spunk covered cloth on Caden’s face. I redressed and headed for the party.

  “Beauty!” Bain called over, pulling on his own shorts. “Can I get your number?”

  “No,” I chuckled.

  “Fuck me dead,” he said again, but this time it didn’t seem like a phrase of surprise but disappointment. “Come to the blue, um, fight tomorrow.”


  “No, but I wish you luck.” I gave a wave and headed off, reaching the party before he could get to me. I leaned in and gave Pete a kiss on the cheek, promising not to be such a stranger this time. I felt Bain’s eyes on me as I threw on my cover up, grabbed my bag, and headed out to catch my Uber, which was really Kyle.

  “You good?” Kyle asked once we were a couple of blocks away.

  I smirked at him when he glanced at me in the rearview mirror. “If you are a betting man, I would not put money on the tiger shifter tomorrow.”

  He snickered, shaking his head. “I’m pretty sure it’s illegal to use insider information to gamble.”

  I rolled my eyes. “Like you wouldn’t just donate it to some animal shelter or clinic that spays and neuters for free?”

  “How do you know these things?” he whispered after a moment. “Seriously, how do you know that?”

  “My hearing is better than yours, and I’ve been around you when you’ve gotten calls thanking you for your donation,” I admitted so he didn’t think I was checking up on him like I didn’t trust him. There weren’t many people I trusted completely, and Kyle was one of them. I never wanted him to doubt that. “It’s sexy. I don’t know why you hide it.”

  He shrugged, clearly wanting the topic dropped. “I already called my bet in to Vegas. The payout is sick. Everyone believes the wolf is too new and got lucky to make it this far his first year going pro.” He glanced at me again. “You betting?”

  “No, it would seem wrong to do that when I’m the reason,” I admitted.

  “Twenty bucks you sent a message to O’Malley suggesting he bet and donate it to some eco nonprofit that replants trees or something.”

  “No, but that’s a good idea,” I muttered. I had told David and the other angels when I’d seen them last week and asked they slipped the knowledge to Owen and Evan. I felt a bit bad I’d gotten involved with the owners of a night club where I’d gone in to take over and get a new club set up.

  In my defense, I hadn’t known they were. Owen had lied to me. Besides, their club was good, so it wasn’t like it would go under, just dip a bit. If they were smart, it would only be temporary while people got their taste of the new club and excitement.