Arson & Ache: A MFM Firefighter Romance (Surrender to Them Book 8)

by Kelli Callahan

  “Take care of him, and if he starts treating you like shit, just give me a call.” I hugged her and sighed. “I’ll try to come stay with you guys on Christmas Eve.”

  “It would be good to have everyone together for the holidays.” She leaned back and nodded. “I know I’m not your Mom, but I still consider you family.”

  My Dad didn’t deserve a woman like Abby, but I was glad that she would be the one looking out for him. I had to get to back to New York City and keep banging my head against the wall while we tried to find more clues about Fireball. I was also looking forward to the weekend, and our next date with Marissa. Kissing her and tasting those beautiful lips had set something off inside me that I couldn’t ignore. I needed more—and I knew the same desire was flourishing inside her. The situation with my Dad gave me a clarity that made me realize how precious life really was. I needed to think about the future, and even though I had just met Marissa, I wanted her to be a part of mine. I didn’t care how crazy that seemed. I waited my whole life to feel a spark like that, and I didn’t even realize it was possible. Perhaps that’s why I never allowed myself to commit to anyone else.

  “Any new updates?” I walked up to Kincaid’s desk as soon as I arrived at the station.

  “No, I’m afraid not.” He shook his head back and forth. “How’s your Dad?”

  “He’s a tough old bastard, so he’ll probably outlive us.” I chuckled to myself and sat down. “What are you working on right now?”

  “I’ve been going back through the old case files and looking at the owners of every building that was hit. Fireball’s messages have made references to greed, but that never really made any sense when he was burning down abandoned buildings. I might be onto something.” Kincaid grabbed a dry erase marker and stood.

  “Oh shit? Really?” I blinked in surprise as he walked to the white board behind his desk.

  “Let’s take Livingston Capital first. I’m sure you know that a company like that doesn’t just operate under one name. They’ve got shell companies to minimize risk when they make their investments.” Kincaid drew a big circle in the middle of the board.

  “Right, that makes sense.” I nodded and tried to follow.

  “So, if you use Livingston Capital as the center and start branching out—then things get interesting.” Kincaid drew lines out from the big circle in the middle of the board.

  “Alfred Livingston didn’t start out as a hedge fund manager. He was a billionaire before he ever started investing other people’s money. He got most of his wealth from imports and exports. Can you guess what those warehouses were used for?” Kincaid looked over his shoulder.

  “Oh shit!” I nodded quickly. “Didn’t Fireball say something about monuments? Monuments to wealth?”

  “Exactly.” Kincaid smiled slightly and turned back towards the board. “He said they fall to ruin before the greed is satisfied.”

  “Meaning—they’re abandoned.” My eyes got wide. “Holy fuck.”

  “Livingston Capital doesn’t own all of the abandoned buildings that were hit, which is why there was no original connection, but when you start using that as the focal point, things become a little clearer.” Kincaid tapped the board. “They were all pieces of empires when they were in their infancy—tools that served a purpose and were left behind when they were no longer needed.”

  “What about the apartment building? That doesn’t really fit the pattern.” I leaned back as I studied what Kincaid was writing on the board.

  “It’s an anomaly, but not completely unrelated. The guy who owns it now is just some real estate mogul, but he bought it from someone who got out of real estate when they got into the hedge fund business.” Kincaid turned back towards me. “Olivia Adams.”

  “Ah yes, the woman that Marissa embarrassed at the auction.” I nodded quickly.

  “One in the same.” Kincaid walked over and sat down. “So, we have a lead—but I’m not sure what we do with it.”

  Kincaid and I spent the rest of the day searching for some sort of clue that would lead us to Fireball. We felt like we were close, but there were still missing pieces. We worked well into the night, slept for a few hours, and were right back at it. Unfortunately, it all ended with Kincaid’s epiphany. We even brought in Detective Lewis on the theory, and he did some checks against the police database, but didn’t come up with anything useful. By Friday night, we were frustrated and tired. Other cases were coming in, and we checked them for connections to the fires that Fireball was responsible for, but it was a round of dead ends. We agreed that we were just spinning our wheels at the station and set our sights on the one thing we both needed—our date with Marissa.

  Marissa

  Saturday night

  I was officially done as Ms. Stone’s secretary. She hired a new girl that would start on Monday and I was going to be an Account Manager. I was really hoping that Kincaid and Donovan would come up with something on the Fireball case, especially after the owner of Livingston Capital became one of his targets. They had ideas, but nothing that was taking them further than theories backed up by a lead that went nowhere. Nonetheless, I was still looking forward to our date, and overly excited when they told me that they still wanted to go out on Saturday night. I tried to forget about Fireball and focus on that. I hoped they could do the same. They deserved to have fun and get their mind off of things. The case was going to drive them crazy otherwise. I needed to get my mind off of Monday and my new job—there would be plenty of time to stress once I had so much money riding on every decision I made.

  And if things go the way I think they will, I probably won’t be a virgin when I walk into work on Monday.

  I had been thinking about my virginity a lot since our last date was cut short. Their lips started a fire and the embers were still red hot inside me. If I felt that same fire roaring to life again, and things were allowed to escalate, I wouldn’t be able to turn them down. I was ready, but I was struggling with what it would mean. I wanted them more than I had wanted anything before in my life, but I really liked them. Would a relationship even work between the three of us? I always got lost in my own head when it came to relationships. I never learned how to live in the moment. It was time for me to let go of my inhibitions and do what felt right. I trusted my instincts at the auction when I put Olivia Adams in her place. I was going to trust them again and hope that they led me down the right path—even if that meant I was doing something I never dreamed of before I met Kincaid and Donovan.

  “We’re picking up where we left off, I see.” I walked into the same bar we met in before and saw that they had a pitcher of beer on the table.

  “The date got cut short. You didn’t even get to see how rowdy this place can really be. We just won’t be able to stay long, or it’ll get overrun with college kids.” Kincaid grinned as he stood up and hugged me.

  I won’t argue if we call it an early night—especially if the three of us leave together.

  “We might be able to squeeze in a few trips to the dance floor before then though.” Donovan winked at me as he hugged me once Kincaid broke our embrace.

  The date picked up exactly where the last one ended. We had a beer and then started to dance together. Once again, their bodies pressed against me on the dance floor and there was a lot of teasing—touching—then a kiss. Donovan was the first one to kiss me, but Kincaid didn’t hesitate to pull me into his arms once Donovan was done. The fire was raging, and I could already feel my panties getting wet. Thankfully, they gave me a reprieve and we grabbed another drink. We looked over the menu, but I wasn’t hungry for anything that they could offer at the bar. I wanted the delicious men sitting across the table at me. The look in their eyes said they wanted the same thing I did. We paid our tab and I followed them outside. Donovan went to get his car and Kincaid pushed me against the wall. His lips started to devour mine and by the time Donovan pulled his car up to the curb, I was more than ready to climb inside.

  “We’re going to have so
much fun making you come.” Kincaid joined me in the backseat and started kissing my neck as soon as Donovan hit the gas.

  “Don’t start without me.” Donovan turned back towards us and smirked.

  Kincaid didn’t listen to his best friend. He continued kissing my neck and pushed a hand underneath my dress. His hand felt amazing on my skin. It made me shiver inside while my skin sizzled. His hand moved further up my thigh—inches from the wetness that had started to spread between my thighs. It was finally going to happen. I was going to lose my virginity. Kincaid pulled me closer and his lips moved from my neck to my ear. He nibbled my earlobe and then let his finger graze the front of my panties. He found out exactly how wet I was, and I heard a chuckle resonate in his throat. He started to kiss me, crushing my lips with an intensity that made my back arch, so I could be closer to him. His tongue ravaged my mouth and made the fire burn even brighter. He twisted the fabric between my legs in his hand and then pushed a finger into my pussy. He was rough, and it startled me at first, but when he pushed against my hymen, he was the one that was startled. He pulled back from our kiss and his face twisted into a look of confusion.

  “You’re a virgin?” Kincaid blinked in surprise.

  “Wait, what?” The car veered slightly as Donovan looked back with a look of shock etched on his face.

  “Yes.” I nodded and tried to read his expression. “Is that I problem?”

  I can’t tell if he’s happy about it or if I’m about to get dropped off at the nearest street corner.

  “No. That’s not a problem at all.” Kincaid shook his head back and forth.

  Oh thank god—I don’t know what I would have done if they started a fire and left it burning again.

  “That just means we get to show you magnificent it can be to have your body worshiped—it’ll be even better with two of us.” Donovan chuckled, and I felt the car start to accelerate faster.

  He seems even more eager to get me back to his place now.

  Kincaid’s passion returned immediately—possibly with even more ferocity than before. He pushed his finger inside me until it was against my hymen and started to move it slowly. That sent a tingle through my whole body. His thumb swirled around my clit in a circle. The combination was even better. I started moaning and squirming in the seat as pleasure swept through my veins. When I masturbated, I controlled those sensations. I made my finger go faster if it felt good or concentrated elsewhere if it got too sensitive. Kincaid’s touch was rough and once he found the magic spot where my clit was extremely sensitive, he started to massage it directly. My pussy squeezed on his finger and ripples of pleasure made my pussy practically gush with my desire. I wrapped my arms around him and my fingernails dug into the back of his shirt. The pressure that normally built right before I erupted came fast and I started moaning even louder.

  “You’re going to make me come.” I bit down on my bottom lip and gasped.

  “It’ll just be the first of many.” Kincaid kissed my neck and kept his finger moving against my clit.

  “Damn, you two really are going to start without me.” Donovan pressed down on the accelerator until the world felt like it was going by in an instant—part of that was just in my head, which was starting to spin faster.

  I was locked in Kincaid’s embrace and so close to my very first orgasm of the night. I didn’t want to waste it, but there was no way I could hold back. If he was going to make me come before he even took my panties off, I wasn’t sure how much I would be able to take once we got back to Donovan’s place. My body surged with bliss and a gasp rushed from my throat again. I couldn’t stop the involuntary twitching or the shaking that the pleasure caused. My mouth opened wide and I started to orgasm. My fingernails dug into his back until I thought I was going to tear through his shirt and my hips rocked against the seat. My pussy began to spasm and squeezed his finger. I was over the edge and it was beautiful. I let the orgasm consume me and I writhed against the seat and squirmed in his embrace. It felt really good—so much better than any orgasm I had ever managed to give myself.

  “You’ve made a mess in your panties.” Kincaid chuckled and moved his other hand to the waistband. “I guess we need to take them off.”

  “That’s your fault.” I grinned as the afterglow started to settle the spasms.

  Kincaid pulled my panties down my thighs and tossed them into the floorboard. He pushed my legs apart and pulled me towards him. My legs wrapped around his waist and I felt his cock engorged through the fabric of his pants. I was going to find out what that felt like inside me before the end of our date. I thought the orgasm would make me weak and tired like it normally did when I masturbated, but it just left me wanting more. It left my craving things I had only been able to fantasize about when I was alone. Kincaid and Donovan were going to be mine—at least for one night. I didn’t want to think about the complications it could possibly bring, or the fact that my innocence was going to be taken by two men at the same time. I just wanted to stay in that moment for eternity. Kincaid moved his hips, teasing my clit with his engorged cock and then the car came to a stop.

  “We’re here.” Donovan turned off the ignition. “Just in time too—come on Kincaid. I want a taste of that cherry before you pop it.”

  “I’m going to have a taste too.” Kincaid looked at me and grinned. “I’m going to devour it.”

  Kincaid lifted off me as Donovan got out of the car. The door opened, and I was pulled into Donovan’s arms. He started kissing me, squeezing my ass through my dress, and I felt the same fire burning on his lips. He kissed me until I was gasping for air and the desire was even more intense than before. They led me to the front door and Donovan shoved the key into the lock while Kincaid teased the back of my neck with his lips. Once we were inside the house, they started to pull at my dress. They were eager to get me out of it and the hunger was evident in their eyes. I didn’t even have a chance to look around Donovan’s house before they took me to the bedroom and my dress fell to the floor at my feet. Kincaid unsnapped my bra and Donovan pulled it off. He squeezed my breasts and rubbed against my nipples with his thumb. His rough touch made them immediately turn into hard nubs.

  “I’ve wanted you since I first laid eyes on you at that auction.” Kincaid leaned against my ear and started kissing it. “I knew you would be mine.”

  “You deserve a night that you’ll never forget and that’s exactly what we’re going to give you.” Donovan leaned against my other ear. “But that might not be enough for us.”

  “We may claim you—never let you go.” Kincaid’s whisper turned into a growl.

  “What if that’s exactly what I want?” I gasped and squirmed between them.

  “Then you’re going to get your wish.” Donovan lifted me off my feet and moved me towards the bed.

  Theirs lips were on my naked body as soon as I hit the bed. It was my fantasy brought to life, but fantasy couldn’t compare to the excitement it truly brought. I wanted both of them. I needed to live the moment I thought about when I pleasured myself. They made it sound like it would not be a one night stand—a lust-filled act that would leave my innocence in the past. Could I truly believe that? We were all chasing something that we wanted and that was all that really mattered. The attraction was too strong for anything else. My pussy was already starting to ache for another dose of their mind-altering touch. One orgasm definitely wasn’t going to be enough to put out the fire they started. Donovan started to move his hand along my body and it was like an open flame against my flesh. His touch was fire, but the burn growing inside me was definitely stronger than the searing sensation left on my skin. Kincaid kissed my nipples, rolling his tongue around the hard nubs, and then he started to descend down my abdomen.

  “We’re both going to devour this cherry.” Donovan rubbed my labia and smeared my wetness. “Then we’re going to fuck you all night long.”

  “You’re not going to be the same after tonight, but you’ll be even better—you’ll be ours.” K
incaid moved his tongue in a circle around my belly button and then let his tongue drag down to my clit.

  “Oh god!” My eyes opened wide when I felt his tongue against the sensitive bundle of nerves for the very first time.

  I felt like something truly amazing was happening between us, but I was too focused on the pleasure to embrace anything but that. Kincaid started to circle my clit while Donovan dropped between my thighs and began to plunge his tongue into my wetness. I felt my body reacting to their miraculous tongues and I squirmed on the bed. I expected oral sex to feel good, but nothing could have prepared me for the sheer joy that swept through me. One tongue would have been enough to make me cum, but two took me to another plane of existence. If I hadn’t already erupted in bliss when Kincaid was pleasuring me in the backseat of Donovan’s car, I would have been pulled into an orgasm immediately. It was that freaking good. I ran my fingers through their hair, dug my nails into their scalps, and arched my back against the bed. My moans were so loud that I could hear them echoing in the room.

  “That feels so good!” A surge of pleasure made my abdominal muscles clench and I rolled forward slightly. “Really good!”

  As soon as my abdominal muscles relaxed, I sank back against the bed and just let their tongues ravish my pussy while bliss coursed through my body. Kincaid eagerly moved his tongue in quick circles around the most sensitive spot on my body. Donovan kept pushing against my tightness while he penetrated me. He licked around the entrance of my pussy a few times between tongue-thrusts and I felt my muscles reacting with involuntarily spasms. The familiar pressure started to build, but it was much stronger than what I felt in the car. It was definitely stronger than what I felt when I pleasured myself. Fantasy and imagination were pale imitations of the real thing. They were going to make me come and it wasn’t going to be a soft descent into bliss. It was going to seize my entire body. I could tell that just by the way my body writhed while they built towards the inevitable climax I craved so much.