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  “Like you and Cayl were?” He brushed his nose along her cheek, light swirls moving closer to her ear. He flicked his tongue out and teased her earlobe. She gasped but didn’t move away. Mace knew he had her. “Because, fuck, you looked hot. I could probably come just watching the two of you.”

  “We…we…”

  He placed his hand on her knee and let his fingers circle the smooth skin, sliding to the inside. Her legs were still squeezed together, tight but he touched, just teasing, asking for entrance. He pressed a kiss on her ear, then bit down on the lobe. Another startled gasp escaped her mouth but once again, she didn’t move, except to relax the pressure between her legs. Oh yeah, she liked a little pain.

  He slid his fingers up between her still-closed thighs. She wasn’t pushing him away but she wasn’t quite ready to let him in.

  “Honey, are you still wet? Soaking those almost-nothing panties?”

  Devin groaned and turned her head toward him, offering her mouth. Mace couldn’t resist the invitation. He pressed his lips to her, opening, sliding his tongue into the warmth of her mouth. Heat encased his fingers as he slipped deeper between her legs, the tight hem of her skirt stalling his progress.

  He didn’t let it stop him. He shifted, sliding his other hand down her back to her ass and lifting, giving him just enough room to inch her skirt up higher.

  “No, please.” She whispered the words against his mouth but even as she protested she spread her thighs letting him in.

  “Just want to touch you, baby,” he murmured back. The liquid fire of her pussy coated his fingers, drenching his hand. “Fuck you’re hot. Want to be inside you, fucking you.”

  He gave her ass another squeeze wishing he had her bare flesh in his hand, knowing the thong she wore would leave her open, ready. Unable to stop himself from touching her, he slid his finger up and down her slit, pushing the tight material of her panties into her, soaking them in her pussy juice.

  “Mace, please.” Devin’s fingers gripped his shoulder, holding him. She pressed up, almost standing, rolling her hips against his fingers. He knew what she wanted. He avoided entering her or touching her clit, just teasing her, tempting her for more.

  The need to taste her clouded his thoughts and he kissed her, driving his tongue into her mouth, overwhelming her as he’d been overwhelmed. He pushed aside the silk panties and plunged his fingers into her cunt. Slick hot liquid coated his fingers as he captured her cry.

  Fuck she was close. His plan of tempting her without letting her come vanished. He wanted to feel it, wanted her pussy to squeeze his fingers as he fucked her.

  He drove two fingers into her pussy, growling as the slick tight walls gripped him. Cayl was right. He would barely fit in her, but he needed to be inside her. Needed to fuck her.

  “I have found no one who fits Harken’s human description.”

  The voice shattered Mace’s intent and he snapped his head back. Cayl stood beside them, his arms folded over his chest, looking a little pouty.

  “And I can assume that you two did not spot him as well considering you were focused on each other.” Cayl lifted his chin and his nostrils contracted. “She is clearly about to come. Had I known you were going to bring her to climax so quickly I would have stayed.”

  A revelation filled Mace’s thoughts. Cayl wasn’t jealous. He just didn’t want to be left out.

  “Well, she hasn’t come yet. You can still help.” Mace wasn’t sure what made him offer but the words were out there so he couldn’t call them back.

  Cayl’s face lit up like a five-year-old being offered ice cream.

  “That would be most intriguing. Might I have my fingers inside her? I do enjoy feeling her contract around me. That was most fascinating—”

  “No.” Devin popped up, hoping her head stopped spinning before her feet stopped moving. She swung away, thankful that she skirt had dropped and she was once again covered. She had to regain control. This was her project, her investigation. It didn’t matter if her panties were soaked or not. She was going to complete it.

  “I’ll go look.” She was pretty sure the effort was pointless but it gave her a chance to cool down, calm down. She’d give them a taste of their own medicine. “You two sit here and wait. I’ll be back in a few.”

  Cayl looked at her, those bright eyes almost reproachful. Then he shrugged and the righteous anger disappeared from her body. He sat down next to Mace, close, thighs touching. Mace looked up, that same freakin’ smug smile on his face.

  “I guess we’ll just fill the time until you get back.”

  Before she could move, Mace wrapped his hand around the back of Cayl’s neck and pulled him close. Their lips met in a masculine kiss that looked almost like a battle, each male struggling for dominance, until finally Cayl relented, easing back against the cushions, Mace moving over him.

  The center of Devin’s stomach dropped away. The sexual heat between them enflamed the need in her.

  Focus. Focus. Find Harken.

  She heard the words in her brain but it took a moment to convince her body to move, to turn away.

  Neither man seemed to even notice that she stood there. They were locked in that wicked kiss, hands slipping around waists, Cayl reaching out and placing his palm on Mace’s hard-on.

  She crushed a groan and spun on her heel, looking out at the bustling crowd. This was good. She could get away from them and when she returned, she’d be in control.

  It sounded like a good idea except Cayl and Mace weren’t the only sexy sights in the room. She plunged through the crowd, caught up in a wave moving toward a stage. Two women straddled each other—head-to-pussy—licking, sucking, screaming. The sounds alone drenched Devin’s cunt. Sleek feminine hands slid across curves, fingers pinching small, pert breasts. She crushed a groan, her nipples aching in sympathy.

  Her fingers fluttered with the need to dip between her legs. A few fast strokes and she could come. One of the women seemed close as well, lifting her head and pumping her hips against the other woman’s mouth.

  This time, the whimper escaped.

  She spun around and tried to find something a little more neutral to take her stare. Focus. You’re a professional. Think about your mission. The nagging, strident voice helped and she scanned the crowd of men and women watching the two women lick each other. None fit the description of Harken.

  Forcing her feet to walk away from the scene was harder than she would have imagined. She’d never, well, rarely, fantasized about being with another woman but those two had been hot. And really it wouldn’t take much to send her over the edge.

  She pushed her shoulders back and moved through the crowded walkways. Bodies pressed on her from all sides. Normally she hated crowds but tonight she wanted to press back, wanted to rub up against the hands that reached out to her.

  The room blurred, blending into one long, lazy sexual dream—bodies and lips, fucking, touching. She looked up and realized she was back to the table. The memories of her pass through the room were fuzzy, filled with staged scenes, couples and trios touching and kissing. She looked at Cayl and Mace. They didn’t even seem to know she’d been gone.

  She opened her mouth to speak but the sight before her stalled the words in her throat—Cayl, shirt open, six-pack visible and lickable, Mace’s fingers pinching his nipples, strong hands stroking those rippled abs. Mace was still clothed but Cayl had his hand on Mace’s cock, rubbing, pumping.

  And they kissed, hot male lips moving against each other, the battle of male wills obvious even from the distance. Damn they were gorgeous together. The only thing better might be fully naked, hands stroking strong muscles.

  She groaned, the sound slipping from her throat without her command.

  Mace slowly lifted his head and turned to look at her. Cayl blinked but it didn’t clear the confusion in his gaze. They both looked drunk on the passion.

  “I, uh,” she swallowed and tried to find the right words. “I didn’t see him,” she finally announ
ced. “I think we should go and come back in the morning when Cayl can track him.”

  It was logical and practical but so not what she wanted to do. Still, she had a mission, a job. And right now, that meant finding Harken. Not stripping off her clothes and making a dog-pile of the two men before her.

  Mace sat back, the bulge in his dark jeans hard and impressive. She gulped and focused on Cayl. He had been the methodical being in this investigation. Surely he would understand her logic.

  He rolled away, sitting on the bench, legs wide, cock hard. Damn, it looked like he was displaying himself, offering his cock for her use.

  Need coiled in her core and she tried to press her legs together but that only made it worse. She needed to leave, needed to get home where she could pull out one of her electronic toys and relieve this ache.

  “Is it wise to leave our quarry unwatched?” Cayl asked, shifting just a little, seeming to rock his hips forward, showing her more, distracting her for just a moment.

  “We, uhm, won’t find him tonight, not with this crowd. But you and I will come back in the morning and you can search for him. If he’s here tonight you’ll be able to track him tomorrow, right?”

  “Yes. His trace elements will linger in the atmosphere.”

  Mace’s mouth bent up in a smirk. “So if you can trace him tomorrow by these ‘trace elements,’ why not now?”

  Devin glared at him. He obviously thought Cayl was just some nutjob—though what that made her she didn’t want to think about—but he didn’t have to mock him.

  “It is too dark,” Cayl replied. He seemed to have no sense that Mace wasn’t completely serious. “The only way I would be able to sense him in this weak light is if I stumble across his path moments after he’d walked through.”

  “Ah, so your Spidey-Sense needs light, huh?”

  “I do not understand this phrase.”

  “Okay, that’s enough.” Devin found herself clenching her teeth and pulling her lips back just a bit, warning Mace to back off. He shrugged but let it go. “Let’s get out of here.”

  Cayl sighed. “I suppose you’re right. The crowd tonight is too dense. It will be unlikely that we will find Harken this evening.” He made the pronouncement and looked at Mace, regret filling his gaze. “We should depart.”

  The statement was followed by two long, deep groans as both men stood.

  “Are you okay?”

  Mace lifted his head, a sardonic smile curving his lips. “I need to fuck so bad I can taste it.”

  His voice slid into her core like a thousand rabid butterflies. He stopped next to her, bent down so his lips were right beside her ear.

  “The only thing hotter than fucking you?” He snagged her earlobe with his teeth and bit down. A bright shimmer whipped into her pussy. “Would be all three of us together, me inside that hot wet pussy, Cayl filling your ass. Riding you hard until you screamed.”

  The words swirled through her, illuminating her already sparkling nerves. It would be so easy. All she had to do was say yes. Or nod or even groan and she would find herself filled and fucked just like he described. But the more noble angels won the battle.

  “We should go.” She would have been more proud of herself if her voice hadn’t sounded breathy and shaky when she’d said it.

  Mace’s hand tightened on her waist and she was glad for it. Her knees wobbled and Mace’s support helped keep her upright. She swallowed and deliberately turned herself toward the door. She focused at that small goal—get to the door without begging to be fucked.

  Breathless and every nerve tingling, Devin led the way out of the building. Well, “led” was a bit extreme. She walked, knees trembling, Mace’s hand under her elbow guiding her, Cayl’s hand brushing against her ass with each step. There was no way it was an accident, but she couldn’t find the strength to tell him to stop. It felt too good, reminding her of Mace’s offer—her, double penetrated, hot hard cocks filling her.

  Last night had been bad enough but she’d at least been able to come…tonight…

  She whimpered when she thought of it. She’d been close, so close but that damn waitress had to interrupt. Devin mentally slapped herself. No. This is a good thing. They’d gotten a lead on Harken. They knew they were on the right track. Hopefully he would show up tonight. Then all they had to do tomorrow was return and track his “trace elements” around town.

  Then this would all be over and she wouldn’t find herself half naked letting an alien touch her. Or getting her nipples worshiped by Mace and Cayl. Or feel Mace’s fingers inside her, pushing her toward—

  The sexy image filled her head and clouded her vision. Her toe caught a crack in the sidewalk and she tipped forward. Her reactions slowed, she saw the pavement heading for her face, but couldn’t respond.

  Strong hands wrapped around her waist and shoulder, both men grabbing and catching. Cayl hauled her up and slammed her against his hard body, drawing a grunt from her chest.

  “That would have been most painful, Agent Denning,” Cayl pointed out. “The walkway appears quite rough and your skin is so soft.” As if to prove his point, he slipped his hand beneath her blouse and rubbed her stomach. “So soft.” He held his hands in place then pressed her tighter against his body, the hard ridge of his erection grinding into her ass.

  Normally, a guy rubbing his hard-on against her wasn’t a huge turn-on except she knew he was hard because he’d been touching and kissing her. And Mace. The thought just made her want more. Heat from his body flowed into her core and melted her. She pressed her hips back, pushing her ass against his groin.

  “Are you okay, honey?” Mace asked, tipping her head up. She blinked and tried to respond appropriately. The words wouldn’t come so she nodded. “You sure? You look a little dizzy.”

  The laughing undertone nudged her pride and she straightened. What the hell is wrong with you? You’ve become a sex-crazed fiend!

  She took a deep breath and tried to gather the professionalism that seemed to have disappeared when she put on her thong this evening.

  “I’m fine,” she said though she still sounded breathless. That probably had more to do with the tight grip of Cayl’s hand around abdomen than anything else. Or so she told herself. “I’m fine.” She repeated the phrase to make it more real. Tapping Cayl’s hands, she waited until he released her then stepped out of the way.

  She flipped her hair back away from her face and tried to find her center. Two nights spent in a sex club…well, it was enough to send anyone into a tizzy.

  “Well, we’ll start again in the morning. Cayl and I will track Harken. Since we know he was most likely here tonight, we should be able to follow his trail, right?”

  Cayl nodded. “In daylight, I can detect his trace elements.” Cayl’s lips pressed together as he thought.

  “So you think he’s got a place around here?” Mace looked at the neighborhood. It was a mix of boutiques and trendy lofts. Not the most likely place for an alien to set up.

  “Could he be driving?” Devin asked.

  “The bad guy alien knows how to drive?” Mace’s smirk echoed in his voice.

  Devin glared at him but Cayl didn’t seem to notice the faint mockery.

  “Yes. It is likely he learned to drive. He has been here a week longer than I have and already I am capable of operating your human transport. It should not be difficult. The sun’s light will brighten his elements and I will be able to track him.”

  Mace rubbed his palms together, like a greedy man before a pile of gold. “Great. We’ll see you in the morning.”

  Devin started to nod then the truth of what she was agreeing to hit her. She jerked to a stop. “What? No.” She looked at Mace and he had the nerve to open his eyes and attempt to look innocent. Almost pulled it off too if it wasn’t for the glitter in his gaze and a hint of a smile. “Not going to happen.”

  Mace hadn’t technically fucked Cayl last night but Devin had no illusions that if she let the alien go with him tonight, Cayl would
get a whole new world of experiences, experiences he probably didn’t need during a two-day trip to Earth. They had a reputation to maintain after all.

  “I’m only trying to help,” Mace said.

  She pressed her lips together and exhaled long and deep through her nose. “Right. Cayl, you’ll stay with me tonight.”

  Chapter Seven

  Devin paced the length of her room and back again, eyeing her bed, knowing she should be in it, sleeping. It was well past three a.m., hours beyond when she and Cayl had arrived at her house and she’d gotten him settled in the room next door.

  That was part of the problem. He was right there. She stared at the wall. Just a few feet away. Hot strong muscles and lips that seemed to love to lavish attention on her nipples. The peaks of her breasts tightened at the memory—Cayl’s lips and tongue, his moaned pleasure as he sucked.

  She growled and spun around, stomping off the other direction. This wasn’t helping. Nothing helped. Not the shower, not trying to make herself come. She’d never been good at that. Always felt silly with her own fingers. She wanted someone else’s fingers. She’d considered pulling out one of her toys but they all made noise and she so didn’t want to explain that to Cayl when he decided to investigate.

  He’d probably find it fascinating and want to watch. A hot flush ran through her body as the image filled her brain—her, spread out on her bed, the pretty pink Pixie vibe sliding across her clit. Damn, she could just imagine Cayl and Mace using that wicked little toy on her. Or watching her as she did.

  The rest of the picture evolved in her head, Mace stood beside Cayl, both of them naked, watching her, whispering to her how sexy she looked just as she was ready to come.

  She whimpered and knew she needed to escape. She whipped around walked into a wall. A human wall. Well, an alien wall in a human body. She yelped and jumped back.

  “Cayl, what are you doing in here?”

  He glanced back at door she hadn’t heard open.

  “I heard you pacing. When I was doing so last night Mace was kind enough to come in and relieve my affliction.” He looked down at the tight t-shirt and tiny purple panties she wore. “Are you afflicted as I was? I am most willing to assist you.”