Recollecting their shower sex, Glenn had to admit it was mind-blowing. He’d insisted on washing both his mates and the need to touch them constantly surprised him; he loved running his hands over every inch of their bodies, memorizing sensitive places on each. By the time they were thoroughly soaped, it took every bit of his control to just rinse them off, before turning off the water and climbing out of the shower with them. But then they turned the tables on him. Alex dropped to his knees, his slender fingers wrapping around Glenn’s hard shaft before licking the rim. Not to be left out, Sawyer moved behind him, gripping his mate’s hips and drawing him back until Glenn’s ass cheeks were tight againstSawyer’s cock. Then what followed could only be described as one of the best things ever to happen to him. Just thinking about it got his dick hard. Suddenly he was jolted back to reality.
“Are you ready, mate?” Alex asked, grinning at Glenn.
“Sweetheart, I think he’s ready, but I don’t think it’s breakfast our mate wants.” Chuckling at the bulge that Glenn was wrestling with in his jeans, Sawyer nudged Alex who sat down next to him on the bed. “Now just what do you suppose got him so hard?”
“Well, I don’t think it was eggs and bacon.”
“No,” smirked Sawyer. “If I had to make a guess, I’d say he was craving the taste of sausage in his mouth.”
“Oooh…definitely. I know that would getmehard.”
“Quit it you two,” commanded Glenn, stalking over to the bed, “or we’re never gonna leave this room.” Holding out his hands, he waited until Alex and Sawyer each grabbed one before pulling them up. Grinning at them, he murmured, “Last one in the kitchen has to clean up.”
“Oh, shit…is this gonna become a habit?” Sawyer grumbled.
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Keeping his eyes on the closed-circuit, security camera feeds on monitors mounted on the wall slightly above him, Riley watched as a black SUV pulled into Ghost’s driveway, stopping near the front walkway. It wasn’t a vehicle he recognized, but then, it might be one of the many cars Ghost had at his disposal. He was about to text Glenn when the door to the safe room opened.
“What’s in here?” asked Alex, walking past Glenn who’d opened the door. Surveying the room, he was stunned to find it filled with electronic equipment. “Oooh, secret agent stuff. Are you gonna swear Sawyer and me to secrecy? Are you sure we can be in here? Maybe you should blindfold us…you know, so we can’t tell anyone what we saw.”
Strolling in behind Alex, Sawyer stopped short when he saw what his mate was talking about. “Holy shit! My cousin would go nuts if he saw this.”
Joining them, Glenn ushered them to two chairs before sitting next to them. “Oh yeah…which cousin?”
“Zane…you met him,” murmured Sawyer, his eyes bouncing around the room until they landed on the man he saw last night. “Riley, right?”
Nodding, Riley glanced quickly at Sawyer before turning back to the screen in front of him; it’d probably be safer if he didn’t engage with them, something he learned when he began working at the agency:Make yourself as small as possible, especially when there were more powerful animals around—and a fucking wolf and dragon were right up there on the food chain.
Realizing he hadn’t introduced his mates to his friend the night before, Glenn said, “Riley, this here is Sawyer Evans, and over there is Alex Fouché, my mates. Guys, meet Riley…a longtime friend and co-worker. He’s helping me track down The Collector right now.”
“Oh, wow! Another spy!” exclaimed Alex.
“Oh fuck! Oracle’s here,” Sawyer said, pointing to the security camera monitors.
Quickly looking up, Riley saw a person he’d met only once before.Oracle!Ohshit! How the hell did she find me?
“Who’s Oracle?” asked Alex.
“She’s an Oracle,” muttered Glenn, staring at the stunningly beautiful woman with long silver hair, highlighting her sculptured cheekbones. And those ice-green eyes…he was sure she could pin someone with just a look. Then, his mind registered on what Sawyer had said. Tearing his eyes away from the image, he turned to his mate. “You know her?”
“Well, yeah. She’s the mother of Jackson’s mate, Steel.”
Swiveling his head back to Riley, Glenn asked, “Did you know about this?”
“Hey,” interjected Alex, “do you mean she talks to the Fates? Like for real?”
Riley shifted uncomfortably in his chair. “I didn’t think it was important since everyone knows Maximus Valentin’s wife is an Oracle.”
Scowling at his friend, Glenn growled, “Someone forgot to send me a memo on it.”
“Are you gonna answer the door?” asked Alex at the sound of a doorbell ringing.
“Sawyer, do you know why she’s here?” asked Glenn, wondering if it had anything to do with the Blackwood Pack.
Suddenly realizing what was going to happen, Sawyer said, “Hey, I need to talk to you both before…”
“Someone better answer the door,” Riley muttered as the doorbell rang again.
