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“Could you move, please?” he said in a voice that came out more steady than he thought it would.

Jasper cast an irate look at Reuben. “I really don’t know what goes through your head at times. He’s not the solution to our problems.”

Reuben’s gaze stayed riveted to Charlie’s face. “We don’t have problems, Jasper. What we have is a unique situation. One I believe he fits perfectly.”

Charlie’s heart started to race. His instincts were telling him he should get the hell out of there.

“He’s just a scared little kid, Reuben,” Jasper grumbled. “And I feel no attraction to him whatsoever.”

“That’s because you’ve never seen the real him,” Reuben murmured. “Or been close enough to smell him.”

Charlie blinked. What the hell are they talking about?!

He lowered his brows. “I have no idea what’s happening here, but I would appreciate it if you two would move your sorry asses so I can be on my merry way. Feel free to indulge into whatever this—” he waved a hand at them, “ this is after I’m gone.”

Jasper’s eyes darkened at his derogatory tone. A hint of sulfur blasted out of him.

Heat bloomed in Charlie’s core as he instinctively drew on his magic. He widened his stance and fisted his hands.

“Word of warning,” he ground out. “I’m not as weak as you think I am!”

He hoped they didn’t notice how hard his heart was pounding or that he was clenching his knuckles to stop his fingers from trembling.

Reuben’s astute gaze told the enchanter he’d noticed all those things and more. “I don’t think you’re weak, Charlie. On the contrary. And we’re not here to attack you. We have a…proposition for you.”

“You mean, you have a proposition for him.” Jasper raked Charlie with a disparaging gaze. “I have no interest in arrogant boys still suckling at their mother’s tits.”

Ire tightened Charlie’s jawline. “Yeah, like I’m the arrogant fucker here, dipshit!”

Jasper blinked, shocked. Reuben coughed discreetly and masked a smile behind his hand.

Charlie cursed inwardly. Truth was, he wasn’t anywhere the sweet, quiet guy Morgan and the rest of his team thought he was. Sure, he got along well with all of them, but there was one thing he tried real hard not to show them.

His true personality.

It pissed him to no end that Reuben and Jasper had managed to provoke him enough to demonstrate what a temperamental asshole he could be.

Reuben started toward Charlie.

Charlie stiffened and took a step back.

Reuben halted. “I’m not going to hurt you, Charlie.”

Charlie swallowed, annoyed with himself at his reaction.

Though Reuben hadn’t done anything to earn his distrust, he felt super self-conscious in his presence. His skin prickled when Reuben stopped in front of him. The angel had a few good inches on him and he had to tilt his head to meet his gaze.

His breath stuttered.

He’d never been this close to Reuben before. The angel’s eyes weren’t just blue. They were a stunning Aegean that reminded him of a tumultuous sea. And they were boring into him like they could see straight through his soul.

A slow heat coiled through Charlie’s veins. His gaze dropped to Reuben’s mouth.

His mind screamed Danger!

His body ignored it.

The angel’s lips moved, forming words he barely heard above the rush of blood in his ears.

Charlie blinked dazedly. “What?”

Reuben’s lips twitched in amusement. “I said, could I see your phone?”

Charlie had to think for a second. He fished his cell out of his back pocket, fumbled, and almost dropped it.

Jasper sneered. “Butter fingers.”

“No one’s talking to you, shithead,” Charlie snapped.

The demon scowled. Charlie resisted the urge to stick his tongue out at him.

Reuben looked like he was enjoying their exchange. His fingers touched Charlie’s when he took the device from him. Electricity lit Charlie’s skin. A shiver of dread and excitement skittered down his spine.

Reuben pretended not to notice his blatant response to his touch and brought up his contact list. He typed in an address.

“Why don’t you come over for a chat tomorrow night? Say six?”

He leaned in and slipped Charlie’s phone in his back pocket, so close their chests brushed. Charlie’s breath hitched as ozone and a smell he couldn’t fathom flooded his nostrils. His cock twitched when Reuben’s fingers skimmed his ass.

He exhaled shakily, arousal slamming into him hard.

Reuben grew deathly still. Jasper straightened where he’d been leaning against the far wall, his gaze fastening on Charlie like a laser. Crimson flared in his dilating pupils.

Charlie froze.

He didn’t need to be a genius to realize he now held Reuben and Jasper’s undivided attention. And that the angel and the demon were staring at him like he was dessert.

His instincts screamed at him to run.

The air thickened with a delicious mix of ozone and sulfur. The scent locked Charlie’s limbs in place and made his belly spasm on a wave of lust. He fisted his hands.

What’s happening to me?!

Reuben lowered his head. His hot breath washed along Charlie’s throat. Charlie trembled. He couldn’t stop himself from tilting his chin to grant the angel access to his skin.

A low growl of approval rumbled from Reuben’s chest. He inhaled deeply and shuddered. “Jesus, you smell divine!”

He moved, his lips a hairbreadth from Charlie’s jawline.

Charlie’s heart thundered as he met the angel’s searing gaze. All he had to do was turn his head and their mouths would meet. His chest rose and fell heavily with his ragged breathing.

This is crazy. I should push him away!

Reuben’s eyes darkened. “The feelings you have for Morgan will never be returned.”

The angel’s words jolted Charlie out of the lustful spell he’d fallen under as effectively as a bucket of icy water. He recoiled, shock and anger rallying inside him. Reuben grasped the back of his head with a hand and his hip with the other, immobilizing him.

Charlie pressed his hands against the angel’s chest, his face hot. “What the fuck do you mean?!”

He might as well have tried to move a mountain for all the effect he had on Reuben.

“One only needs to watch the way you look at Morgan to know you like him,” Reuben observed.

Though the angel’s words were cool, his touch was not. And it wasn’t pity Charlie was reading in his eyes.

“Don’t worry,” Reuben murmured. “Only people who have an…interest in you would notice.”

Charlie clenched his jaw. He couldn’t deny Reuben’s words. Not when the angel could so easily read him.

His feelings for Morgan were…complicated. He’d blamed them on a crush at first, certain the way his stomach fluttered and his pulse quickened whenever he was around the beguiling Aerial would soon be a thing of the past. Angels and demons were stunning creatures after all and many a human had fallen for their charms over the centuries since the Fall.

But when he started dreaming about Morgan. When he woke up with his bedsheets drenched in cum and his cock hard at the thought of the angel, he knew he was in trouble.

Because what he felt for Morgan wasn’t simple lust. His desires were twisted. Dark. Perverse. They were so depraved he knew he would shock Morgan if he described every obscene sexual act he’d fantasized about over the years he’d known him.

He didn’t just want Morgan to make love to him. He wanted to be possessed. To be dominated. To experience total, humbling submission. He wanted to be broken and made whole again. To hurt and to come so hard his mind would shatter and he wouldn’t be able to think for hours. He wanted to be fucked raw and defiled in every way a man could desecrate another man.

“What I can offer you.” Reuben glanced at Jasper. “What we can offer you, is something different. It won’t be conventional by any means. But I think it will satisfy all of our mutual…needs.”

Charlie’s stomach fluttered at the banked heat in the angel’s eyes. He stared, certain he knew what Reuben was saying but wanting him to spell it out nonetheless.

“I—what do you mean?”

Reuben saw through his lie. He brought his lips to his ear. “You know exactly what I mean, Charlie.”

Charlie shuddered as the angel’s hot breath skimmed his flesh.

Jasper approached. His nostrils flared and his head moved like he was scenting Charlie. The light in his eyes deepened to a rich vermillion. He walked around them, a predator stalking his prey.

Charlie trembled when he felt the demon at his back, his heat scorching him even though they weren’t touching.

Jasper’s breath ghosted his nape as he inhaled deeply. “Is this what you meant by he fits us?”

Reuben dipped his chin at the demon’s low growl, his gaze still locked on Charlie’s.

Confusion clouded Charlie’s mind, dampening the insane hunger coursing through him. “What—what is he talking about?!”

Reuben raised a hand and stroked Charlie’s lower lip with his thumb.

“He means your scent.”

Charlie stilled, his attention captivated by Reuben’s touch. His flesh tingled and throbbed, as if he’d stuck his finger in an electric socket.

“Did you know animals can pick out compatible mates by smell alone?” the angel said huskily.

Charlie blinked. Mates?!

“It’s how demons and angels select humans to share their bed with.” Reuben smiled tightly. “Not just any human will do, Charlie. So, how about I give you a taste of what could be yours?”

Charlie’s eyes widened at his words. Then Reuben’s mouth was on his.

Need. It stormed Charlie’s senses, so sudden he shivered and gasped. Reuben explored his lips thoroughly before sweeping inside his mouth. Charlie moaned at the dizzying sensation of the angel’s tongue lashing against his. His hands found Reuben’s shoulders, his fingers digging in demandingly.

Jasper clasped Charlie’s hips and pulled him against his body, chest to back, crotch to butt. Charlie panted when he felt the thick ridge of the demon’s erection probe his cleft. Jasper tilted Charlie’s neck to the side and went to town on the pulse beating frantically there with his mouth, his fingers roaming Charlie’s ass and hips in exploratory sweeps before working their way up his sides to his chest.

Charlie’s cock jerked out a sliver of precum as the angel and demon kissed and touched him with a possessiveness that scorched his sanity.

The scent of his arousal seemed to drive them crazy.

Their kisses became desperate. Their touch rough.

It was as if they wanted to rip him apart and consume his flesh.

And damn if Charlie didn’t want them to do just that.

The angel and the demon’s fingers met on his chest. His abs. His ass. A ragged moan danced up his throat when they pinched and tugged his nipples. Jasper worked his hardened nubs while Reuben dropped his hands lower. The angel trailed a finger down Charlie’s erection and swallowed his cry with a passionate groan.

Then he was pushing them across the room to the wall.

Jasper grunted as he slammed back first in the tiled surface. His hands never left Charlie’s body and neither did his lips. The sound of a buckle being undone and a zipper yanked down registered dimly on Charlie’s dazed mind as the demon drove him out of his mind with his touch and mouth.

Cool air washed across his naked cock. It was replaced by the scalding depths of Reuben’s mouth as the angel dropped to his knees and swallowed his erection in one fell swoop, his face taut with lust.

Charlie whimpered, overwhelmed by everything that was happening to him. He wasn’t a virgin by any means. But this? This right here?

This was straight out of his filthiest fantasies. And it felt just as good as he’d thought it would.

No! His hips jerked as Reuben sucked his dick with powerful contractions of his jaw, the first wave of his orgasm dancing across his nerve endings. This feels—Oh God! It feels ten times better!

He weaved his fingers in Reuben’s hair and started thrusting, helpless to stop his body’s instincts to rut. The angel made an approving sound and caressed his twitching balls.

Jasper cupped Charlie’s jaw and twisted his head to the side so he could take his lips. Charlie expected him to be rough. And he was, at the start. Then his mouth gentled. Softened. Grew probing.

Charlie trembled when he tasted sulfur on Jasper’s tongue. There was something else there. A flavor he couldn’t define. One that had his hand rising to clasp Jasper’s hair so he could lock their mouths together and explore it to his heart’s content.

The demon’s hooded eyes turned to crimson pools that would devour him, just like his lips and tongue were threatening to swallow him whole. Gone was the scornful man who had insulted him earlier.

This demon wanted to fuck him, just like the angel whose mouth he was filling with his cock.

Sweat beaded Charlie’s face as a savage tension tightened his spine. His thrusts became erratic, the slick sound of his cock sliding through Reuben’s lips only serving to heighten his pleasure.

Jasper swallowed his shout when he went rigid and climaxed seconds later. Reuben gulped greedily, his tongue and lips lashing Charlie’s dick hotly as he ejaculated in his mouth.

It took a while for awareness to return. Charlie panted heavily as he finally emerged from the blinding heights his orgasm had taken him to, his body twitching with aftershocks of pleasure.

Did that—did that just happen?!

One look at Reuben’s satisfied expression and the hungry light in Jasper’s eyes told him he hadn’t imagined the mind numbing act they’d just performed together.

Someone banged on the restroom door, startling him.

“Hey, everything okay in there?”

“Ye—yeah!” Charlie said in a strangled voice. “Everything’s peachy!”

“That was more than just peachy, kid,” Jasper muttered against his neck.

Reuben rose, tucked Charlie’s dick back in his pants, and zipped him up.

“Six o’clock tomorrow. I’ll make dinner.”

Then he and Jasper were gone. Charlie sagged against the wall, his breathing still uneven. A couple of wizards came in, their gazes trailing over their shoulders as they watched the bureau directors leave. They halted when they saw Charlie.

One of them frowned. “You sure you’re okay, kid?”

Charlie swallowed and nodded jerkily, too overcome with emotion to berate the man for calling him a kid. The wizard glanced at his companion and shrugged.

Charlie looked at the mirror filling the width of the wall to his right, wondering what it was about his expression that had given them cause for concern. His stomach flip-flopped.

His cheeks were flushed and his eyes wild. Blood pounded heavily in his veins and his tingling cock at the naked lust in his gaze.

He had the look of a man who’d just been thoroughly fucked.

Charlie raised a trembling hand to his swollen lips. He shivered.

The heat of Reuben and Jasper’s kisses was still there.

It hadn’t been a dream after all.

I must be crazy.

Charlie rested his forehead on his knuckles where he clutched the steering wheel of his Volvo. The memory of last night’s sensual encounter danced across his inner vision in graphic technicolor detail once more, like it had done a hundred times already since yesterday.

He still couldn’t believe Reuben had blown him. Or that Jasper would likely have fucked him senseless if they hadn’t been interrupted. Somehow, he sensed the demon wouldn’t have been half as gentle as Reuben had been with him.

And damn if that doesn’t turn me on.

Charlie looked accusingly at his erection.

He’d been in state of near permanent arousal since he’d left Occulta last night. Even masturbating several times hadn’t relieved the restless ache in his belly and balls.

Which was why he was parked in a private garage beneath the exclusive Marina District apartment complex housing Reuben and Jasper’s condo, about to walk in the lion’s den like a meek, sacrificial lamb.

Well, not entirely meek.

He’d surmised from Reuben’s words that the angel and the demon wanted to have a threesome with him. He was willing to grant them their wish, if only for one night.

Charlie took a shaky breath, climbed out of his car, and headed for the elevator before he could change his mind. He came out on the tenth floor and checked out the thick expanse of black carpet leading to the pair of imposing, gray double doors at the far end.

A wry grimace twisted his lips as he made his way over to them.

Of course, their apartment takes up the entire top two floors of this building.

His pulse quickened when he stopped in front of the condo. He wiped sweaty palms on his chinos and pressed the bell.

Jasper opened the door seconds later.

Charlie’s mouth went dry.

The demon was wearing a teal shirt that matched his eyes, dark, faded jeans, and a scent that immediately sparked Charlie’s nerve endings.

“What?” Jasper said suspiciously.

Charlie lowered his brows. “I was gonna tell you you look nice, but I guess I won’t since you’re being a dick.” He barged past him and shoved the bottle of wine he’d brought in the startled demon’s hands.

Jasper blinked. “Oh.” He closed the door. “Er, thanks.” His appreciative gaze skimmed Charlie’s black shirt and cream chinos. “You scrub up nice yourself.”

Charlie blinked. He pinched his own arm. “Ow.”

Jasper stared at him like he’d lost his mind. “What the heck did you do that for?”

Charlie wrinkled his nose. “I wanted to check I wasn’t dreaming just now.”

Jasper’s brows met. “You’re a prickly little shit, aren’t you?”

“Takes one to know one,” Charlie retorted.

“Well, wonders will never cease,” someone drawled.

Charlie looked around. Reuben was crossing the foyer barefoot. He wore a gray dress shirt that highlighted his fair hair and pale trousers that hugged long, powerful legs.

“I think that’s the second time I’ve ever heard Jasper compliment someone,” the angel said with a smile that made Charlie’s pulse quicken.

The demon scowled at his lover. “Shut up.”