Chapter Forty-one — Trinity
CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
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TRINITY
The glint in Logan’s eyes told me he was close to rut. Slick soaked my thighs after being fucked to orgasm and fucked to his orgasm. I needed to make sure he was okay. My Alpha. “Logan, wait.”
He pulled me hard against his naked body and kissed my cheek so softly it made me ache.
“No,” he whispered, and threw me down onto the bed, on me in a second, body covering mine.
“You think the dynamic changes because we’re in a hotel, wildfire?
It doesn’t. You know what words to say in order to stop me. Until then, I’ll decide what you need.”
That unyielding dominance reminded me that I held no responsibility here. I didn’t want any responsibility, but when I could, I wanted to check on him. I remembered the words we hadn’t used yet.
“Blue.”
A hand in the center of my back held me still while his knees shoved my legs apart. The tip of his cock rested against my entrance, poised and ready. “I’m acknowledging your blue, and I’m telling you no.”
Slick gushed out of me, soaking us both. Logan thrust as deep as he could, until his knot pressed against me, still swollen. And then he pushed deeper. “You’re going to take my knot just like this.” The hand on my back shifted to the back of my neck, pinning me down.
“I don’t know if—”
“You can and you will.”
He fucked, rocking into me, a little more of his knot sliding in with every thrust. It ached and it felt so fucking good, like the way Aiden brought me into pain and ecstasy.
Pleasure built under my skin and in my core. His knot was almost inside me where I needed it. I needed him closer. I needed more. I needed him—
Chills ran over my skin.
Sometimes I just want to be held down so I have no choice but to enjoy it.
I tried to lift my head. Logan didn’t let me. Like he could read my mind, he grabbed a hand and folded it behind me, then the other one, holding my crossed wrists in one hand while the other remained on my neck. One hard thrust shoved his knot into place. Fully swollen and locking us together.
I came.
Logan’s control and his knot undid me. My voice was lost in the pillow, my body shuddered and shattered in pleasure, and Logan kept fucking me. Almost gently. The way he moved was just enough to keep my orgasm from ending and not enough to fully satisfy me.
“More.” The word was ragged.
“Fuck, you’re made for this.” He kept that slow, steady movement until his knot shrank and allowed us to slide apart. “You want more?”
“Yes.”
Sharp stinging made me yelp. The warmth followed. He’d spanked me. Again, on the other cheek. And again. “Then I’m taking your ass.”
I wasn’t ready for his tongue. Exploring and licking and spreading me open. Anal was something I’d never done. I knew I would eventually. If I wanted to fuck them together—and I very much did—I would have to. It still made me nervous.
Logan thrust two fingers in my pussy, gathering my slick and using it, slowly pushing a finger into my ass. “You’ve never done this?”
I shook my head.
His possessive growl ran over my skin and made my hair stand on end. More slick on and in my ass. His weight lifted. “These fucking baskets are good for something.”
I could just see a giant basket of goodies on a table across the room. Logan dug through it and grabbed some small packets. “Lube,” he said, disappearing behind me. I heard the packet rip and felt the liquid drip over my ass. The wet, erotic sound of him stroking the lube on his cock.
The head of his cock felt so much bigger against my ass. Impossibly big. There was no way in hell, right? He couldn’t fit in me. “Purple,” I managed. “Purple.”
“Those colors aren’t going to stop me today, sweetheart.
” He lowered his body on top of mine, whisper hot in my ear.
“Decide right now if you’re switching to red, because I’m about ten seconds away from rut, and once I’m inside your fucking immaculate ass…
” He let the words hang. “You changing your mind, Omega?”
“No.”
Logan pushed into me in one long, steady, never-ending movement.
He was too big, and it hurt, but at the same time it didn’t and the nerves in my pussy and clit lit up in a way they never had before.
So full it felt hard to breathe. It felt right that he’d been the first one to touch me in Element and now was the first to take this.
His weight held me down. When I thought there couldn’t be more of him, there was.
Until I felt his skin brush mine. “Fucking gorgeous sight, Trinity. Your ass sucked me down like the greedy thing she is. That’s why you used purple and not red.
You wanted me to take your ass without asking.
” Logan pulled back slowly and thrust in hard. “Yes?”
“Yes,” I managed. “Yes.”
Fingers gripped my hair and turned my head to the side. “You’re going to be a good Omega and take the fucking I give you. However I choose to give it. Now put your hands behind your back again.”
I crossed my wrists behind my back and let everything go.
Logan’s switch flipped. Whatever trace of restraint had held him back evaporated.
He fucked me hard and fast, the sensations all new and strange.
I suddenly understood what it would be like to take two of them at once and wanted it.
Loved that I was the one to push him to the edge of his control, even though I savored the way he held control over me.
I felt everything. The way he’d hated to leave me this morning and the desperation for closeness now that we were back together.
The relief of giving in. And somewhere deeper than that, pure gratefulness that these Alphas were willing to dig into the parts of myself I wanted no one else to see and wanted to remember even less. They would keep me safe.
Logan pulled out and flipped me over, shoving my legs up just to push into my ass once more. “Feel good?”
“Yes,” I told him. It was strange. And amazing. Everything felt like I was tumbling toward orgasm, my clit begging for attention, and yet I didn’t quite grasp the sensations because they were all coming from different places.
He braced one hand on the headboard and teased my clit with the other. The sight of him stretched over me, perfect body on display, fire in his eyes had me that much closer.
“Come on, wildfire,” he panted. “Give me one more. Strangle my cock with your beautiful ass.”
His teasing touch, words, and every thrust pushed me over. A deep, shaking orgasm that made my back arch off the bed even as he lost himself. Rammed his cock into me so deep I saw stars as he came. The knot—
Oh fuck.
It stretched me and pressed against me and almost made me come again. If two of them were in me, two knots? I might pass out from that kind of bliss.
Logan slid an arm beneath my body, supporting me while he flipped us over so I could lie on his chest and breathe. “I fucking hated leaving you this morning. It was the last thing I wanted to do, and I’ve been a little out of my mind wondering if you were okay.”
“I wasn’t,” I admitted. “Better now.”
“Me too.”
I swallowed. “It was their idea. I didn’t ask. If you want us to go back so you can focus—”
“I should have brought you with me in the first place,” he said. “The idea that I could focus away from you? After less than two weeks? Honestly, I’m not sure why I even tried.” He shifted us around, moving until I felt the sheets and blankets slide up over us both.
He kept his purr low and soft. It felt nice beneath my ear. I traced the lines of his tattoo, stylized waves that cascaded over his shoulder and onto his chest.
“We won’t talk about anything while we’re here,” he said quietly.
“But I need you to know that it wouldn’t have been wrong for you to ask.
Or for it to be your idea. I—” he cut himself off.
It felt like he was finding the words. “I just don’t want you to think that if it had been your idea that you wouldn’t have been welcome.
I’m so fucking glad you came, no matter whose idea it was. ”
I hadn’t even realized those were the thoughts lingering below the surface. So much of my life was spent not asking because I already knew the answer would be no, that I didn’t really think to ask anymore. I wanted to get better about it.
“I was worried you’d see it right before we got here because they posted me on their socials. Everyone but Aiden, cause he doesn’t have them.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
I felt him stretch and heard him get his phone. “Guess I need to post something too, huh?”
“If you want.”
“I very much do. Keep your eyes closed.”
“Mmk.” Not a hardship, considering I could probably fall asleep right now.
Logan pulled me higher on his chest. I heard the little sound of the phone’s camera, but didn’t move. His arms rested on my back as he typed. Eventually his knot eased, and we slid apart.
“They said you could move to the big suite they’re getting or stay here.”
“I’ll move,” he said. “Make sure to take that basket with us.”
I finally opened my eyes and got a better look. A giant cellophane-wrapped basket with what looked like a million things that didn’t go together. “What is it?”
“Competition sponsors giving samples.”
“And there was lube in there?”
He laughed. “Yeah. Good thing too. Feel free to steal whatever you want from it.”
“Can I see your post?” I asked, slowly lifting myself up on his chest. I could still take a nap, but I was bouncing back.
“Sure.”
The picture on his screen was him and me.
Tucked beneath his chin, hair wild, face partially hidden as he held me to his chest. All you could see of him was his mouth, smiling gently.
It was clear we were both naked, but it was a fantastic picture.
My eyes teared a little. Looking at this picture made me feel loved.
I didn’t know how to explain that, but it did.
When your Omega comes to surprise you before your competition. No matter what happens tomorrow, I’ve already won.
The likes and comments poured in while I watched. Some were full of hearts and awws, some were filled with jealousy, both the good and the gross kind.
I clicked on my name where he’d tagged me. It hadn’t even been an hour since we posted those photos, and my follower count was up by thousands. “This is going to be weird.”
“Don’t worry,” Logan said. “None of us have people trying to sneak into hotel rooms or anything like that. We’re not famous enough. And if someone tried?”
I looked up in time to see the look of distaste on his face. It made me laugh. “Good.”
We sat up slowly, and I slid off the bed, landing between his knees. “I hope we’re not throwing off your plans by being here.”
“Other than the competition, I didn’t have any plans. We can make some now, though. And did the others know you weren’t wearing underwear beneath your clothes?
I pressed my lips together. “Theo gave me a packing list. I got everything. It told me to wear some comfortable clothes. It didn’t say anything about underwear.”
Logan snorted a laugh and shook his head. “Brooks is right. You are a brat.”
“But you guys like that. Right?”
Both hands came around my face as he pulled me up to kiss me. And kissed me and kissed me and kissed me. He cradled my head as he looked at me. “We love it, wildfire. We love it so much. Now get dressed before I pin you to this bed again.”
I got to my feet and turned, showing him my ass with a pop in my hip. “You say that like it’s a bad thing.” He lunged, and I danced out of his reach to grab my clothes. I had them on before he could reach me. “Too slow.”
Logan just smiled and shook his head. “You’re going to get yourself into trouble.”
“Yeah.” I flipped my hair over my shoulder. “But you like that too.”
“Yeah,” he winked. “I do.”