Chapter Seventeen
Maxwell’s cock was so hard it was painful to move as he shifted on the bed next to Trinity. He knew she needed this to get some of her control back, and he was more than happy to comply. Jackson, however, was glaring at both of them as he stomped away. He flicked on the gas fireplace, setting the room aglow before he shoved himself into a chair a few feet away.
Getting back to the task at hand, Maxwell leaned in, bringing his lips a breath away from hers. “You are a handful, Kat.”
She raised his hands to cup her large breasts and grinned at him. “Two, actually.”
He choked back a laugh as he used his thumbs to flick over both of her nipples through her shirt and bra, making her moan. “More than a handful here, love. I think it’s time we take this off you.”
She sat up and he helped her remove her shirt and bra, sliding the straps down her arms slowly until her body was bare to his gaze. He was also acutely aware there was another man watching, so he made sure to put on a good show.
“You’re so beautiful, Kat. So golden and smooth…”
“The jeans. Take off her jeans so I can see our pussy,” Jackson demanded.
Trinity glanced over to see that he had undressed completely and was now slowly stroking his large cock with his hand.
“You said I had to watch, but you didn’t say I couldn’t touch myself while Max takes care of you, baby.”
“I didn’t, did I?”
“No, but don’t worry, Kat. I won’t make myself come. When I do, it will be with you,” he vowed as his voice lowered to a growl.
His promise thrilled her, and she felt her body heat and her pussy slicken at his words. She was so mesmerized at the sight of his hand moving up and down his cock that she barely noticed Maxwell taking off her jeans. As Jackson’s eyes trailed over her naked body, she could almost feel his gaze stroking over her like a phantom hand.
She yelped as Maxwell’s hand came down sharply on her ass as she lay on her side. Turning, she glared at him. “What was that for?”
“Pay attention to the man who is naked in bed with you, love.”
She slowly smiled. “Were you feeling neglected, blue eyes?”
Turning over, she crawled to him, enjoying the sight of his naked body on display for her. “I love your muscular body. You’re so strong, Max,” she whispered as she traced her fingertips lightly over his bulging biceps. “So strong and yet, you touch me so gently.”
“I want to pleasure you, Kat. You know I’d never hurt you.”
She kissed him lightly, nibbling on his lower lip as she did. “I love your quiet strength and your control. But I also want to see how much you want me.”
“You know I want you,” he said between kisses.
“Then show me.” She cocked her head to the side. “I wonder, what would it take to make you lose control?”
“You don’t want me to lose control, love.”
“But I do, blue eyes. I want you to be wild for me. Crazy with need for me, Max.”
“I am, you little hellcat.”
He reached for her, but she countered, evading his grasp. She crouched on the large bed, grinning at him.
“Not enough,” she taunted playfully.
His nostrils flared. Like a predator after his prey, he studied her, eyes narrowed. “This is a dangerous game you’re playing, Kat.”
“I live for danger,” she whispered.
“You’re going to get spanked taunting him like that, baby,” Jackson swore from where he was sitting watching them play. It was torture watching them while he couldn’t join in. His hands ached from the desire to touch her, to stroke all of that golden skin and her lush breasts. He wanted to spank her perfect ass himself for daring to challenge him but didn’t know how he felt about her reciprocating.
And he knew without a doubt she wouldn’t hesitate to retaliate.
He squeezed the base of his cock, forcing himself not to come at that thought. This wild, wonderful woman had been able to wrap both him and Maxwell around her little finger, but he didn’t regret it.
Jackson’s heart had broken into pieces in the guest room, and he’d felt his soul shatter when she had used the rage inside her to break free of the bonds that he’d tried to put around her. He was a soldier, too. How could he have not seen the same pain and anguish in her that he’d experienced himself? That was partly why he held himself under such tight control.
Survival, she’d said. That was something he understood.
Watching her break had destroyed him in a way he’d never thought possible. Her pain had become his own. And knowing that he had been responsible for pushing her to react so violently was something he would never forgive himself for. But watching her now, so lively and playful made his heart ache in a different way.
This is how he always wanted to see her.
In his bed.
In his life.
Maxwell let out a laughing curse as she evaded him again. Then, he hissed out a breath when she took advantage of their bare skin and stroked his rock-hard shaft with her hand before she moved out of his reach again. Violent lust vibrated through him, making him a volcano ready to explode.
She was making him work for it, and he was loving every second. She wanted him to prove how much he wanted her, and he gladly would.
“Fuck! You little hellcat, I swear to god, you are going to pay for this.”
“Promises, promises,” she taunted.
Maxwell reached for her again, and this time she let him catch her. They came together, both of them on their knees, teeth clicking as their mouths met in a brutal kiss. He used his strength to flip her over onto her back, coming down on top of her as she let out a wild laugh.
God, he loved her like this.
Wild, wanton, and vibrating with energy. Touching her was like grabbing hold of a live wire. If she needed a pleasurable escape to recover from her emotional explosion earlier, then he was ready and willing to help her.
His body was on fire for her, but it wasn’t just that he wanted her. He needed her. Patience gone, his control simply snapped. He hoped to hell she was ready because he couldn’t wait any longer. He used his own legs to part her strong thighs and shoved his rock-hard aching cock deep inside her with one fierce thrust.
Breathing heavy, Maxwell stayed completely still. “Ready, love?”
“God, yes!” she gasped. “Don’t stop!”
“Hold on, Kat. This is going to be hard and fast.”
He yanked her hands overhead, weaving their fingers together as he kissed her again. Not holding back, Maxwell began fucking her with the full power of his strong body. Hips pumping like a steam engine, he thrust into her tight pussy over and over again, giving them both exactly what they needed.
“You like that, my little wildcat? You like knowing you make me want you to the point of madness? Like I’ll die if I don’t come inside you?” he bit out, punctuating his words with hard thrusts.
“Yes!”
She screamed as her body shook with her release, and Maxwell let out a shout of his own as she forced him to come when her body locked down around him. Fiery jets of semen tore from his cock, filling her as he ground his hips into hers.
Panting for breath, he lay over her and nuzzled the side of her neck. Their hearts pounded in sync until they heard the impatient growl coming from the other side of the room.
Trinity opened her eyes as Maxwell moved off of her. She kissed him again, lingering in the feeling of what they had just shared before getting up from the bed. She slowly walked toward Jackson, admiring him in all his glory. There before her was a predator, watching her with barely restrained hunger. He was sinfully sexy, sitting there with his powerful body gleaming in the firelight. His enormous erection was rock hard, and the bulbous head was an angry red. Every muscle in his body was tense as if he were ready to strike, but he remained still as he watched her approach him.
“Do you want this?” he asked, gripping that large cock in his hand.
“Yes.”
“Then, show me,” he ordered, spitting back the same words she had said to Maxwell earlier. “Show me that you want me, Kat. Show me that you need me, too, even though you have Max’s cum inside you.”
She saw the uncertainty in his beautiful green eyes even though he tried to hide it behind his rough facade. He had been punished enough. It had been unfair of her, but now this was their time together. Aware that Maxwell had propped himself on the bed to watch, Trinity moved forward. She slid one knee on the side of Jackson’s leg, then the other so she was straddling him on the large chair.
With a tenderness she didn’t know she had in her, she cupped his face between her hands. “I need you, too, Jackson. So much that it scares me. But I don’t know if I can be what you need.”
“I need you, Katrina.” His voice was harsh as if the words were torn from him. “Just you, exactly as you are.”
She leaned forward, sharing a kiss with him that was filled with passion and longing. She rose up enough to move the head of his cock to the entrance of her pussy, then slid down until he was fully sheathed inside her. They both sighed in pleasure and his arms wrapped around her like steel bands, holding her in place. She began to rock against him in a slow, easy ride, breaking their kiss so she could look at him.
She stroked her hands over his face, then down his neck and broad chest. “I love feeling you inside me, so big and hard.”
“And I love being inside your hot, tight little pussy. But I need you to let me in.”
“I am,” she said on a breathless laugh. “Jackson, if you were any further in me you’d be in my throat right now.”
He shook his head, remaining serious. “No. Not here.” He punctuated his words with a thrust of his cock. “Here.”
He placed a hand on her heart, bringing tears to her eyes.
“I want to,” she whispered.
“Ah, god. Baby, please don’t cry.”
Jackson felt his heart melt. Nothing got to a man more than a strong woman with tears sparkling in her eyes. He pulled her close so he could kiss her eyelids, his lips trailing down her face until he captured hers again, giving into the passion between them.
She sped up, rising and falling on his cock faster, swirling her hips in a way that had his toes curling every time she slid down on him. He gripped her hips hard as he thrust up inside her, their bodies moving as one, racing toward the ecstasy that awaited them.
“Kat, I’m going to come.”
“Come, Jackson. Give it to me, give it all to me,” she demanded.
“Not until you do. Come for me. Come on my cock, baby,” he ordered as he worked a hand between them so he could flick her clit with his thumb.
He watched as Trinity threw her head back, moaning as she came. She looked like a goddess, her hair trailing down her back so it brushed against his knees, her breasts thrust out toward him as she writhed on his cock in pleasure. Her pussy held his cock so tight he could barely move inside her, but it was her face that drew his own release from him.
He had never seen anything as beautiful as she was when she came.
ecstasy.
He gripped her hips with both hands, holding her down on him as his cum exploded from his cock. Ecstasy shot through him, making his entire body shake as he filled her with his release. His arms wrapped around her as she collapsed against him and he held her tight, never wanting to let go. A contentment that he had never known filled him. No matter their differences, or the fact he might have to share her with another man.
She was his.
There was something special between him and Trinity. And now, he needed her to let him into her heart, because she had already worked her way into his.