Master Juggler (Untraceable Succubus Book 3) Page 15

  He cleared his throat and seemed to shake out of his shock, opening his mouth but then moaning when I licked him.

  I looked over at Dylan and shuddered, turning us so he got a better view. “You are really, really into me being with your boss.”

  “Which isn’t normally allowed with bears,” Phillip muttered.

  Dylan shrugged. “She’s not a normal woman.” He looked at me then. “Because you’re mine and I’m allowing him a taste of what I have.”

  “This won’t convince me to let demons walk all over us,” Phillip warned me.

  I smirked up at him. “I know that. I know you’ll probably look down on us even more than most as I walked in here and blew you before I let you fuck me. But I’m not the offering, I’m the interrogator and intel gatherer, as all of your defenses are lowered and I get a better read.” I shrugged. “Plus, you’re very attractive and powerful, so I’ll get a feed. It’s just a bit of sex after all.”

  He gave a slow nod, opening his mouth but then closing it again. I felt his desire for me to get on with it.

  “Unless you object?” I teased him, smiling when his jaw adjusted. I went to it but stopped when he got close and fast. “Yes, I allow Dylan to have bear sex with me. What’s lion sex?”

  “Shit, oh damn,” Dylan hissed, sounding turned on. “You want lion sex with her? I thought you rarely do that, Phil?”

  He gave a slight shrug as he slid off his suit jacket and tossed it over to his chair. “As you said, she’s not a normal woman.” He glanced at Dylan before cupping my cheek and then tangling his fingers in my hair, pushing me back on his dick but very gently. “Would you allow it? I did train your ass after all.”

  “I wouldn’t object,” Dylan agreed after a moment. Yeah, no he wouldn’t, he really wanted it even. It excited me, and I sucked harder and faster, humming loudly and almost forgetting to get as much as I could from him.

  And I got a lot.

  I blinked up at him when he finished, licking him clean before I stood. “You should never, not ever let another demon interrogate you or at least a lust one. You are a complete open book when you’re pent up.”

  “Thank you for the warning,” he panted.

  “Thank you for training Dylan and clearly being his friend and protector even,” I murmured, reaching up and loosening his tie. “What’s this lion sex you both want me to have so much?”

  “It’s rough like bear sex,” he warned as he leaned down. I got the idea and tilted my head, letting him kiss me. “And you’re welcome. I almost understand now.”

  “Understand?”

  “Why he would give up the chance to ever be director for you,” he said, moving his arm around me and cupping my ass when I froze. “You didn’t know?”

  “No,” I breathed, glancing at Dylan with shock. “Why?”

  “Because I want you, Jasmine. I never wanted to be director anyways or even deputy director, but if it’s Phil, I’ll back him up. If it helps protect you, then I’ll take the big corner office.”

  I couldn’t find my voice for several moments. “Well, I guess I should at least help you christen that big office next time I visit.”

  He snickered, Phil even chuckling as well… As he got mostly undressed.

  “You can’t have a mate and be director, as that can split your loyalties,” he explained as he lifted me up and moved me to his desk. “And Dylan signing the NDA to protect you is the same principle, so I only agreed if I got to meet you and do a bit of my own interrogating to let him keep working at ISLE.”

  “You left that part out, Dylan,” I sighed.

  “Elijah knew. He wanted you to meet the director, so that was fine with him.”

  I nodded, knowing we could talk about it later, but I still had questions I wanted answered from the director. “So lion sex?”

  He licked his lips as his eyes filled with heat. “Move your feet to the desk and spread out for me. There won’t be any prep. I can smell you’re wet enough, but it’s meant to be… You give all of you to the lion, including your trust he’ll please you more than hurt you and the ache after will be worth it.”

  “Do it, Jasmine,” Dylan whispered. “I want to see it. You’ll like it, sweetie. He won’t ever tell, and it will just be between us.”

  “Fine, but you better like me a little if I’m having special lion sex instead of a quickie over the desk while I focus on all your desires.”

  “Oh, I like you a lot,” he growled, lining up his dick with me and moving his other hand behind me to keep me in place as he thrust in me harder than most would ever think to start. I gasped at the instant pain and pleasure combo as he set every nerve on fire. “Show me your neck.”

  I did and was rewarded with a nip that was better than him licking my nipples. I whimpered for more as he shoved deeper in me. It was hard to focus with that much fun, but I was the best at it for a reason, flipping through his desires and peeling back his layers like an onion. I was really, really happy with what I found and kissed him in reward, giving him what he wanted as well and begging for more.

  “Shit, you are perfect for this,” he growled, nipping my neck. “It’s so hard to not give in to the need for some dominant dirty talk.” He grunted when I moaned. “Oh, you’re into that?”

  “With the right person, and apparently so is Dylan when you’re doing his girlfriend, so maybe next time,” I said in between thrusts. I really moaned when I felt his desires and what he wanted to say. I wasn’t all into slut or whore play talking, but I got most of it was “bitch” in the female animal sense and not he looked down on me.

  No, he was very much my fan it seemed and not from the sex.

  Though he really liked that too.

  I buried my face against his neck as I finished, trying to remember we were at ISLE headquarters and I didn’t want others to know what we were doing. His fingers dug in my ass as I recovered, pressing my lips to his ear and driving his desire up and up so I could get more from him… And just because I was seriously enjoying what he was doing to me.

  “Shit,” he hissed as my eyes went wide. Something happened and he grew bigger, like a lot bigger inside of me. I bit my lip to keep quiet as my body went nuts. He grunted as he finished and I did as well.

  But my body kept going. He laid me back on the desk and swirled his hips, almost like he was trapped in place.

  “Dylan,” I whimpered, wanting him to touch me as every nerve in me went crazy. He came closer and gave me a kiss. The second he stood, I yanked him to me fully by his pants and had his fly open. I put him in my mouth and nodded I wanted it. He groaned and moved his hips as they teased my breasts and every inch of me.

  “What’s happening to her?” Dylan asked with a growl.

  “The spines came out,” he hissed. “It’s rare that happens.”

  “That’s a sign you found a potential mate,” he bitched.

  “Yes.”

  I sucked harder to keep focus on me and not being upset with his boss as I was very, very much enjoying whatever was going on. Really, I was.

  Dylan finished, and after a few more orgasms whatever was going on with Phil stopped and his dick went back to normal. I lay there panting, my body still twitching.

  “Are you okay, sweetie?” Dylan worried when I didn’t say anything for several minutes.

  “Shit, can we do that again?” I groaned. “I’ll try really hard not to run, but let your boss fuck me, for real.” I whimpered when Phil went to move. “Not yet. Shit, do not move yet.”

  “It was that good for me too,” he admitted, leaning over and lapping at my nipple until I about squeaked. “Next time somewhere more private so I can hear you scream and say whatever I want to you.” I shivered, and he groaned. “Shit, Dylan, she’s delicious.”

  My eyes snapped open when I felt something I’m sure he didn’t want me to. I met his gaze. “That won’t happen. I want him.”

  “I know, but you can’t blame me for thinking it,” he muttered.

  “Did
you just think about stealing my girlfriend?” Dylan growled, catching on.

  Phil sighed. “Yeah, sorry, the barbs is rare for us. I wouldn’t though. I’ve wanted to be director my whole career, and I won’t risk it by getting close to any woman, as that can think of mating. The mission is more important, and I can find that sort of happiness later.”

  “Yeah, I can’t blame you,” Dylan sighed. “But you get it. It’s not the sex but—”

  “She’s amazing as she gives herself completely,” Phil praised as he lifted me up. He sat on his chair and cradled me closely. “She’s young but strong, and there’s something about her that you just need to protect.”

  “I can protect myself,” I grumbled, moving so I was in a better position as I started rocking my hips since he was still hard. “Sorry, you’ll have to suffer through another go since I got a bit distracted, but this time I’m also going to need you to answer some questions.”

  “Yeah, it’s suffering,” he chuckled, licking his lips. “Ask but stay wrapped around me, as your body is heaven.”

  So I did. I bounced on him as he played with my breasts, really into them and my hair… And my ass. And just about all of me. Apparently I was mostly his dream woman. I was fine with that, knowing how to be the fantasy, selling it even. I got my answers though, and when we were done this time, I was done.

  “I say this not as a lust demon who likes being the only lust demon to rock your world but seriously, don’t be intimate with demons. You are maybe the easiest to read I’ve ever interrogated.”

  “That’s a bit insulting, sweetie,” Dylan worried, sounding like he wanted to ask me something.

  “It’s not, it’s the truth,” I promised, letting him lift me off his boss. “You’re locked down because you’re focused so much on the woman and you’re fairly open on a personal level. He’s not and pent up, which leads to opening too wide when the protection is pulled back or whatever. I just had to guide him a bit and I got everything.”

  “How many desires can he really have that were useful to you?”

  I shook my head as he carried me over to the sideboard. “You’re thinking of just desire. What we desire as people is broader than that. It’s not just sexual or he wants my programs, but I know way too much work related or how much he wants to get rid of one of the admins because he thinks she’s messing up shit since she liked the old director. That’s his desire to do better. It’s a desire.”

  “I don’t think any of us knew demons could sense anywhere near that much,” Phil muttered as he joined us. He chuckled. “So that’s the line?”

  I didn’t get it until Dylan flinched, feeling how much he didn’t want another shifter’s seed in me. “He’s always good at tending to me.”

  “Yeah, but I don’t like it,” he admitted. “Cat shifters don’t normally finish inside someone unless it’s serious.”

  “I hadn’t planned to,” Phil promised. “I got locked in her.” He studied me closely, clearly back to business. “What do you mean your programs? You’re not the hacker and tech genius if you’re Jasmine Stewart.”

  “She is,” Dylan promised.

  I smirked at Phil as I snuggled up against Dylan. “And it’s all mine, not corporate’s. I have diplomatic immunity, so you can’t turn this around that we were doing illegal anything and try seizing it all while nailing my ass to the wall for committing crimes.”

  His lips twitched as he leaned in and gave me a soft kiss. “I preferred nailing you on my desk, but you are as smart and cynical as Dylan said for sure.”

  “It’s one of my best traits—I trust no one.” I sighed when Dylan cleared his throat. “Oh, we’ll see if you deserve it considering how much I’m finding you left out of the info packets.”

  He growled as he tossed the napkins he’d used to clean me up. Then he brought me over to the meeting table in the office and set me on it, kissing me desperately as he held me to him tightly. “I don’t always know what to tell you, sweetie.”

  “Oh?” I pushed.

  He cupped my face and brushed his lips over mine. “You thought I might bring you into ISLE just for asking the tech department questions. What would you have thought or assumed if I told you that the new director was my training agent and we worked together for a decade? Would you think I was trying to lock you in as my girlfriend to use you for ISLE?”

  I flinched, realizing that was pretty fair. “I would have run.”

  “Yes, you would have,” he sighed, rubbing his hands over my back. “I can’t think. That was hot and I want to see it again too, but my bear also wants to fuck you in front of him and show him I can do just as much to you as he did.”

  I bit back a smile at the jealous tone, liking it for some reason when it was him. “My snuggly bear keeps me fully satisfied. That was like a dose of muscle relaxer crazy nerve whatever, but you make me ache all over and deliciously.” I shivered. “I would pick bear sex with my boyfriend over lion sex with Phil any day. I’m just a selfish woman who would ask for both since you were into it.”

  “I was. You were so gorgeous that I would love to see that again,” he promised.

  I gave him a soft kiss to say we were on the same page before I slid off the table and went over to Phil who had only fixed his pants so far. I moved against him, taking his hands and moving one to my breast as I put his fingers inside me.

  “I don’t care how much fun we just had, but I won’t ever give you, Dylan, ISLE, or even God anything that could betray my people. But so we’re clear, you fuck me over and you won’t ever fuck me again.” I glanced down at his growing groin and licked my lips. “Or put that tasty monster in my mouth.” I shivered at his desire. “Or my ass, but Dylan would have to take me that way first.”

  They both snorted, probably understanding as Dylan was much, much larger than normal men. Like ridiculously so.

  “We are on the same page,” Phil promised. In a flash I was up and lying on his desk. “And I don’t look down on you or demons at all. I feel bad for the way you’ve been treated.”

  “I know, which is why I’m going to give you a gift.”

  “I wanted to return the favor,” he muttered before lowering his face and sucking on my clit until I came. Shit, he was good at that too. Wow. “Now what is the gift?”

  I nodded and then slid off his desk, turning them both on as I did it in a way that showed how flexible I was. I pulled out my phone and called Kyle as I got redressed.

  “How did it go?”

  “Good, better than best hope even,” I admitted. “Tell Elijah I got everything we needed and to meet us at home base. He’s not NDA gagged like Dylan though. That means hiding certain people helping us there and everyone uses backup glamours.”

  “Got it. We have updates too. Elijah had a good idea and it panned out.”

  “Yeah, he always does and they always do,” I grumbled. “We’ll be there in five.”

  He promised he’d handle it, and I hung up, turning back to the two confused men and noting Dylan’s worry. I waved him to go ahead.

  “How much are you going to tell the others about Phil?” he muttered, sounding more confused than anything so I didn’t take offense.

  I pointed to Phil. “That man is so ridiculously moral that there’s nothing to rat out. Not a single skeleton. It’s almost annoying as it makes me feel a bit evil.” I glanced at Phil. “And you’re not an alcoholic. Not even close. You’re too uptight and strict on yourself. I go undercover as a stripper or hooker all the damn time, and you are not an alcoholic.”

  He blinked at me a few moments. “I feel a bit more naked than when I was actually undressed.”

  I nodded, knowing the feeling even. “That’s why I was saying to not ever let a lust demon near you when you’re pent up unless you’re really sure you can trust them.” I yanked on my cap and picked up the bag. “Let’s head out, guys.”

  “Wait, Jasmine, you can’t just change—the meeting was here for a reason,” Dylan muttered, sounding seriously
confused.

  “Yes, but they hoped I’d be stupid enough to bring the programs in on the laptop, and I’m not, though I could connect to the systems remotely and access them. I’m going to give your friend a real and true look on my turf so there’s no tricky tricky.” I smiled at him when he was still hesitant. “Time to trust me. We’re not going to hurt him.”

  “I know that, just, this isn’t how we do things.”

  “Yes, but my way of doing everything is so much more fun.”

  I wasn’t offended when they both snorted.

  Not at all.

  12

  “What did you find?” Elijah asked when we arrived back at home base.

  “He’s a big fan of an underdog and is impressed we managed to organize and in such a big way while everyone thought they were watching for that and keeping it from happening,” I answered. “He would absolutely use every spy tactic to get the programs for ISLE, but he wouldn’t try to nail me for anything or be underhanded, and that includes using Dylan though he would suggest it again and again.

  “He’s not in it for the power but wants the order, and while a bit too straight laced, his morals are impeccable and he can’t stand to watch others fuck up what he can do better. He’s a bit like the nice to your naughty side of the same coin, and he busted it was me in seconds, even picking out I was Acadia as well. He’s figured I was also Lola, but he’s not even mad at Dylan because there was corruption.

  “However, he’s dying for more than we’re willing to give him and wants to peel back the layers of corporate, as he’s worried mixing a ‘council’ with business is a recipe for disaster. However, he feels much better about it all with you being involved, as your reputation precedes you and you live up to the harsh but just description everyone gives for you. Oh, and he finds the cleanup overwhelming.”