I shook my head as I gazed fondly at them. Bar attempted a barrel roll but accidentally bumped his head on a gravestone. Migs hit his funny bone leaning around a corner. And Parker couldn’t help himself. He kept fucking with any electronics within reach. The lights that lined the gate flickered. Bar’s gun went out and he smacked Parker with it.

  “I can’t help it man. Sometimes when I get excited—” Parker protested.

  “You blow your wad early? Focus dude,” Bar chastised.

  Holly laughed at that.

  I just pressed a hand to my heart. Even sniping at each other, my guys were adorable.

  Eventually, Holly held up her phone, the video function open. “I wouldn’t,” I warned her. “Parker will just zap your phone,” I told her.

  She rolled her eyes. “How can you stand such dorks?”

  “Dorks? They’re the best. And they helped find your sister’s scarf, got you a puppy…”

  Holly brushed back her long, blonde hair. “Still dorks.”

  I rolled my eyes.

  “But, like … you’re with all three of them,” she added softly. “Three hot dorks. How did you manage that?”

  I shrugged. “Magic.”

  She shook her head as her phone turned blue and the video she was trying to take died. “Dammit.”

  “Told you.” I shrugged. I had warned her.

  She glared at Parker for a second before saying “Well, my work here is done. I don’t really want to see any more porno re-enactments, so I’ll just be heading home to Snugaboo—”

  “Who?”

  “The dog.”

  I patted her shoulder. “Thanks for your help, Holly.” I considered giving her a hug, but this was somewhat in public, so I doubted she would let me. I ended up giving her an awkward smile instead. “See you at work tomorrow?”

  She nodded. “Enjoy your nerd harem.”

  I laughed nervously. “I will. I hope. If they forgive me.”

  Holly shook her head as she tossed her hair up into a quick messy bun. “You really don’t get humans at all, lady. You’re already forgiven.” She winked and walked toward the gate. As it screeched open, I heard her muttering. “I need to get me a fucking magic harem. Fuck.”

  Chapter 18

  Parker

  We made it to the crypt just as the sunset evaporated and darkness replaced it. I only had to power up three times during our battle to get here. A damned baby ghost kept getting me. Kid was freaky as shit—turning his head in a full circle as he toddled around.

  I shivered just thinking about him as the wind picked up and added to the creep factor. I took a step closer to the crypt. It was some Weatherhouser creation. It had their big flying horse logo on the side. My eyes started roaming the grey stone sides, looking for the scroll that Ruby told us to find.

  That hag Muriel dive-bombed us. She ignored the laser shots we put right through her as she barreled into me. Damn. She’d make an awesome poltergeist, if I ever recommended her to the Haunting division. Normally, I was all about favors and connections. But today, now, not so much.

  Finding the scroll was far more important. So, I pretended Muriel didn’t exist, even as she blasted us with icy wind. I just crawled around the base of the crypt as Bar and Migs did the same.

  I found a tiny slip of rolled parchment.

  “I got it!” I called out and the guys crowded around. I waited until they were ready before I opened it.

  It was perfect, just like our Ruby.

  I’m sorry. I was wrong. I’ve been told to offer you make up sex. I didn’t think guys liked wearing makeup.

  Alternative suggestion: We could try that mating thing we almost did in the alley. If you’re not ready for that though, I’m happy to play more video games to prove my worth as a mate.

  I looked at Bar first. He looked flabbergasted. Migs looked like he was in physical pain. Fucking Ruby. How could a woman be this perfect?

  “Who’s going first?” he asked.

  That was indeed the question. Ruby walked slowly toward us, weaving her way through the gravestones. The demon in me wanted her first, wanted that glory, and that instant gratification. But I couldn’t. My shard of soul wouldn’t let me.

  When Ruby reached us, I said, “All for one?”

  Migs immediately nodded as he yanked Ruby toward him and dipped her in a hot kiss. God, watching her back arch like that gave me ideas. The girl was flexible.

  Bar still hadn’t answered. I turned to look at him. He stared at Migs kissing Ruby a moment longer before he turned to me. He held up a fist. “And one for all.”

  We bumped, making it official.

  And then we carried our sweet angel back home, trading her every block or so. When it was my turn, I put my forehead to hers. The connection between us was so visceral it felt like a net pulling me closer, closing me in. It felt like Ruby was my air. I slid my hand up her back and felt those soft wings. I trailed my fingers over them just like I had the other night.

  Her eyes dilated and her breathing grew rapid. I couldn’t resist trailing my lips over her pulse as Migs unlocked the door to our place. I handed her off to Bar and let him carry her over the threshold, knowing he was a sucker for that sappy shit.

  When we got inside, I locked the door behind us. And then I turned to everyone in the living room and said, “My room.”

  I had a king bed, where the others only had queens. And my room was decorated in greys with a naughty crimson comforter that would look amazing with Ruby laying on top of it. I wanted that image of her burned into my mind for the rest of my existence.

  I stood by the door, breathing hard as Migs and Bar stood on either side of her and she traded kisses with them. Migs got aggressive first, his leg sliding between her thighs and teaching her how to move to please herself as he kissed her. He lifted her skirt, exposing the gorgeous pale skin under that sweater dress. Skin that looked as soft as silk. I could just see the curve at the bottom of her ass, the lacy edge of her pure white panties. Migs bunched her skirt around her thighs and held Ruby steady as she spread her wings and her lips parted. “Oh!”

  My dick twitched. Part of me wanted to take my phone out and take photos of Ruby because she looked so hot it was unbelievable. But a bigger part of me didn’t want the chance of anyone else seeing her like this—ever.

  Migs gestured for Bar to come up on the side. “Stroke her wings and suck her neck,” he ordered.

  Just hearing him order around Bar made my blood run hot. Ruby arched back, those perfect tits pointing skyward under that soft sweater dress as Bar’s tongue swiped over her neck. It sent a shudder down my spine. I stepped closer.

  Miguel’s eyes narrowed to slits as he told me, “Gently tease her breasts. I want her wild.”

  Three of us, at once? I glanced at Ruby for a second, unsure if that would be too much. She was an angel, after all. A virgin.

  Ruby’s eyes glanced over at me; they were big grey pools of seduction that a man or a demon could drown in. “Aren’t you supposed to kiss me too, to start the mating process? Or are you not ready yet?”

  Oh, I was ready. I was locked and loaded like a damned missile. Countdown had already started.

  I cleared my throat as I came up beside her. “I just don’t want to overwhelm you. And my natural instincts aren’t to be sweet. So I thought—”

  Ruby’s hand lifted and swiped gently over my jawline, a smile transforming her perfect face. “I trust you.”

  I’d fought angels before. Been pierced by their arrows of light and goodness. But this felt like an angelic bomb had exploded in my chest. It felt like sun rays were ripping right through me and dissolving the darker parts of myself. I leaned forward and kissed Ruby, kissed my soulmate.

  Her trust—it meant everything. And with my kiss I vowed to do whatever it took to keep that trust.

  I deepened our kiss, my tongue plunging into her mouth. I was surprised when she matched my aggression stroke for stroke. But Ruby was full of good surprises. One of her hands came to my neck, and then dragged slowly down my shirt.

  I reached forward and gently stroked her breasts through her dress like Migs had commanded. I swiped my fingers along the sides, underneath, along the top. I avoided her nipple until she broke our kiss, panting with need.

  “What, what is that?” she asked, nodding her head toward her breasts.

  I gave her a naughty wink as I grazed her nipples.

  Her body jerked between my touch. “That!”

  “Just wait, Ruby. I have a few tricks up my sleeve,” I muttered, as Migs hands reached down and squeezed her ass before helping her slide more quickly up and down his thigh.

  “Tricks?” Ruby asked. “Like dog tricks?”

  We all laughed, and she got this glorious little pout.

  Migs soothed it away by leaning forward and nipping at her lip. “No, querida. Dearest, it’s a sexual trick.”

  I tweaked her nipples and said, “You know how I short out all those computers and things? They run on electrical impulses. Just like this hot little body …” And then I sent the tiniest surge of electricity into Ruby’s nipples.

  “Ahhh,” she cried out, writhing against Migs. “Yesss! Whatever that means, do it again.”

  Migs held up a hand to stop us. “First, we want to see you naked, Corazón.”

  We all stepped back, like the three of us were in sync, which somehow, surprisingly, we were.

  Ruby went to yank up her dress, but Migs shook his head. “Slowly, please.”

  And then Ruby did the most agonizingly hot strip tease I’d ever seen. She didn’t even mean to, she just took Migs at his word. She slowly dragged her dress up inch by inch, until we could see her innocent, lacy white panties. The wet spot on the crotch made my hand fly to my dick and I stroked the length through my suit pants. Fuck.

  The dress went up over her head and she let it dangle in her hand for a minute as we took in her breasts. Ruby did not know how to buy the right size bra. Thank fuck for that, because her tits were spilling out of the thing and the tops of her nipples were visible over the lace. My mouth watered. I wanted to latch on and suck for days.

  Ruby’s hands caressed her stomach, probably because she was cold, but to me it felt like she was torturing us in the best way possible. Because I ached to touch that skin.

  “Now the bra,” Migs ordered, his Hispanic accent was doubled in the heat of the moment.

  I glanced over at him, and at Bar, trying to gauge their reactions to this situation. I knew Bar was the most timid. But when I looked at his face, there was no reservation. He was utterly focused on Ruby as the palm of one of his hands brushed back and forth over the head of his cock through his jeans.

  I turned back to see Ruby’s breasts revealed for the first time. And they were perfect. Heavy as cantaloupes but her nipples pointing up at an angle enticingly.

  Migs started to order her to take the panties, but I held up a hand. “Can Bar and I help her do it?” I asked.

  Migs and I both looked at Bar, who just silently walked across the grey carpet to stand on Ruby’s right side. I walked over to her left.

  Ruby’s hands came out to hug both of us to her. And the feel of her skin made instinct take over. I couldn’t help it. I leaned forward and took one of those nipples that had been teasing me between my lips. I rolled the soft nub gently between my teeth until it stiffened further, and then I started lapping at it. I felt Bar’s arm brush mine and glanced sideways only to see him doing the exact same thing.

  Ruby’s hand flew to the back of my head and pushed my face closer.

  “That feels so good,” her voice was breathy.

  Tiny gusts of wind swept over us and I realized Ruby was batting her wings in response to our stimulation. Her feet started to lift off the ground. My hand flew to her ass to hold her in place and I found myself touching Bar’s hand, because he’d done the same. I expected him to pull away, but he didn’t. His fingers just dug into the tender flesh of Ruby’s perfect round ass.

  Migs voice came from behind Ruby as he said, “I think you guys forgot what you were supposed to be doing.” He smacked our hands away and yanked down Ruby’s panties himself.

  I had to see.

  I let go of her nipple and leaned back, even though her hand tried to press me forward again.

  “Parker!” she whined.

  I glanced down, over her tiny stomach, to the gorgeous patch of dark curls and the pink petals that looked ready to be devoured.

  Two male hands reached between Ruby’s thighs and pulled her open. I leaned down more so I could see that perfect pink slit. And I couldn’t help it. That inner selfish demon, that beast who needed to claim his mate, roared, and I dived forward, desperate to taste Ruby.

  Unfortunately, Bar and I had the exact same idea. At the exact same moment. Our heads collided with a crack.

  Fucking hell! We both fell back on our asses holding pounding skulls.

  “That’s what you both get for not listening,” Migs chided, as his fingers started to work that gorgeous slit in front of our eyes.

  Ruby’s body tensed and she said, “This feels just like the alley. Oh, my twinkly stars! Yes! I love it. Keep going Migs. Please. I need you to mate with me.”

  Migs used one of his fingers to thrust up into Ruby as his other hand circled her clit. As he thrust in and out, I could see how wet he made her. A few orgasms, and her body would be ready for us.

  I stood and threw off my clothes.

  “What are you doing?” Bar asked, shielding his eyes.

  “Dude, I’m planning on making love to our soulmate. If you’re just gonna watch, that’s fine by me. Otherwise, you might wanna get ready.”

  Bar made a face but tossed off his shirt, revealing abs I’d admired more than once. “Don’t let your dick touch mine,” he warned.

  I rolled my eyes. “Wasn’t planning on it.”

  He shucked his pants and then we both stood there stroking ourselves as Ruby turned my room into a whirlwind, her little wings flapping as fast as a hummingbird as Migs brought her to her first ever orgasm.

  “Holy fucking lightning bolts!” she screamed as her body twisted and convulsed on Migs hands. Her hands reached out for something to latch onto and I was there in an instant. I stroked her wings as she came, trying to draw out the sensation.

  Bar went to her other side and dropped to his knees. As she started to come down, he moved aside Miguel’s hand. He leaned forward and started lapping at Ruby with his tongue.

  I had to think of our video game stats for a minute to keep myself from spurting. I’d always imagined watching Bar eat a girl out. I’d never thought the day would come when I would actually get to see it.

  Migs worked his way up Ruby’s body and rubbed her back and wings for a second, before stepping back to get undressed himself.

  I reached forward and pinched one of Ruby’s nipples.

  She turned her head and her soft lips just had to be kissed. So, I leaned down and kissed her, listening to her moans and feeling her quiver as Bar used his tongue to get her worked up again. When she was close, I started sending tiny pulses of electricity through my fingers, just enough to make her tits bounce and the sensation shoot through her nervous system.

  Ruby pressed into me harder, breaking off our kiss and nuzzling into my neck. “Is this mating?” she asked. “I thought you had to be inside me.”

  “This is foreplay, baby. We’re getting your body ready to mate.”

  “Foreplay—”

  I leaned back down and captured her lips. This time I sent a little electricity from my lips to hers. And damn! The sensation shot down my body as well, lighting my dick up like a fucking Christmas tree. I let go of Ruby’s nipple for a second and brought her hand to my dick. I wrapped her tiny fingers around it and reveled in the sensation as I showed her how to stroke me. She did so perfectly, gentle, teasing, edging me as if she knew what the fuck that was.

  Her grip got tighter on me as she started to thrash against Bar’s face. His hands came up to hold her still and I clamped my own hands down on her waist to hold her in place.

  She grew frantic, bucking and wild, throwing one of her legs up over Bar’s back as she rode him to completion.

  My eyes met Migs. Nothing had ever been so hot. Ever.

  When Ruby came down from her high, I had to help her, so she didn’t pitch face-first onto my floor. My sweet little soulmate was on the verge of collapse. I carried her over to my bed and set her on top of the mattress. She splayed out, wings and legs wide, completely unaware of how fucking tempting she looked. Her breasts rose and fell as she caught her breath. And my hand had to squeeze the base of my dick, cut off the blood flow, so I wouldn’t come just at the sight of her.

  When she’d recovered enough to look down at us, she said, “I thought there was more.”

  Migs crawled up on the bed first. “There is, Corazón. But we want to take it slow for you.”

  “Oh, you don’t have to go slow.”

  “Trust me, it’s better,” Migs replied.

  “I trust you.” Ruby smiled.

  “Good,” Migs held himself over her in a push up position. He kissed her. His erection poked into her stomach. But he pulled back from the kiss and said, “I think Bar should go first.”

  I glanced over at the man who’d shared his soul with me. His eyebrows shot up in surprise. But I just smiled and jerked my head over at the bed. “You’re the nice one.” I winked.

  It was true. I’d have trouble holding back. I wanted nothing more than to throw Ruby’s feet up over my shoulders and rail her hard. But that wouldn’t be good for her first time. And I didn’t want to do anything to mess this up.

  Migs slid off the bed and Bar climbed up on it next to her self-consciously.

  “Hi,” he said.

  I wanted to face palm on his behalf, but I resisted.

  Ruby didn’t seem to notice the awkwardness because she reached right for his dick and started stroking, just like I’d taught her. “So, I know where this goes,” she blinked up at him. “But you seem way too big.”

 

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