Epilogue
The days after the shoot-out were filled with procedural bullshit that had Trinity’s nerves grating. Much to the Crescent Island Police Department’s annoyance, the IAD agents had disappeared with Pamela Riviera and the surviving cartel members, leaving Trinity alone to deal with the aftermath.
Tony and Finn had escaped the chaos, flying back to Chicago to start an official investigation on the Azules cartel using the financial information provided by the blonde who was all but singing for a deal.
Too bad for her she wasn’t going to get one.
Since Nikita had no patience to sit through an interrogation or questioning by the police, she’d headed home to Breakers. Before she left, she explained everything she had discovered about the Azules cartel to Trinity, Jackson, and Maxwell. She also handed over a flash drive containing copies of all the information she had gathered.
Resigned to her fate, Trinity sat through a long ass debriefing with Jackson’s boss, Chief of Police Henry Simmons. She liked the gruff older man as much as she enjoyed his wife, Addie. The only problem was the damn man wouldn’t let shit go. She really couldn’t blame him, though. It was his island to protect and, in his position, she would probably do the same.
After a few hours of questioning, she finally gave in and decided to come clean, disclosing exactly who she, Finn, and Tony worked for. She left Nikita’s name out of the mix since she was technically retired, but Trinity figured the chief could probably figure out the truth on his own.
Henry had simply sat back in his chair stroking his chin during the explanation, then he had dismissed her. Later that night, Jackson came home from work and told her that the chief now considered her a consultant to the CIPD as long as she was on the island. She had laughed at that. The wily old man thought he was taking advantage of her, but she was actually pleased about the offer.
It had been two days since the incident at the construction site, and Trinity was nervous about the strain it had put on her connection with Maxwell and Jackson. Although they told her they wanted her to enjoy some downtime, a part of her wondered if their feelings for her had changed since they had seen her in action.
She had never considered herself one of those needy women who clung to a man, but she’d hardly seen either of them. Jackson had been stuck at work, while Maxwell had practically been living at the hotel taking care of the new changes that were being discussed with Joseph and Eric Riviera.
Despite what Pamela had done, Maxwell insisted on giving Joseph and Eric another chance to work on the new villas that would be built. The men had been grateful for the chance to redeem themselves and had promised to do whatever they could to ensure the new build went off without a hitch.
Knowing that Maxwell was on his way back from the resort, Trinity decided it was time to take their relationship to the next level. She sent a quick text to Jackson, then went searching through her things in the guest bedroom. Pulling out a bag of her personal toys, she took out her vibrating butt plug and a motorized tickler that fit on the end of her finger.
Back in the master bedroom, she undressed, then settled herself in the middle of their bed. She lubed up the plug and slowly inserted it in her anus, enjoying the bite of pain that came with the first penetration. Once it was seated completely inside her, she used the remote control to turn it on its lowest setting. She spread her legs wide, bending her knees so anyone who walked into the bedroom would get an eyeful.
She stroked her left hand up her taut stomach up to one of her breasts and pinched her nipple until it was a hard pebble. Reaching between her thighs, she clicked the small button on the tickler and held it up to her clit as it began to hum. Undulating her hips to move the plug in her ass, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the vibrating sensations.
“Well, isn’t this a pretty sight,” Maxwell practically purred as he came into the room.
Trinity opened her eyes and saw that he had pulled off his tie and was now undoing the cuffs of his shirt. Something about the way he went from corporate mogul to sex god by simply removing his clothes had her pussy heating and flooding with wetness.
“You look lonely in that bed all by yourself, Kat.”
He slowly unbuttoned his shirt after tossing his suit jacket on a chair. His blue eyes had darkened with desire as he watched her. He kicked off his shoes as he tore the shirt from his body, his actions belying the calm in his voice.
“I am. I need you, Max,” Trinity moaned.
“I’m here, love. Right here.”
His hands were working on his belt buckle as Jackson called out from the hallway.
“Hey, where are you guys—” Jackson’s words cut off as he stopped in the doorway. “Well, Jesus…”
“Do you realize that neither of you have fucked my ass yet?” Trinity asked conversationally as she moved her finger in slow circles over her clit.
Jackson swallowed hard. “We were waiting for you to give us a sign you wanted us to.”
She smiled. “Is this good enough?”
“Oh, hell yeah.”
She turned her head as Maxwell crawled onto the bed next to her. She reached out to stroke his hard cock with her hand as she watched Jackson rip off his clothes at the foot of the bed. She looked back at Maxwell, knowing the emotions she felt for him were shimmering in her eyes.
“I love you, Max.”
“God, I love you, too, Kat. So much.”
His mouth came down on hers, and she rolled him onto his back so she could straddle him. She trailed the vibrating tickler up over his nipples as they kissed, reveling in his moan. Shifting a little, she felt the large, mushroomed head of his cock lodge at the entrance of her pussy and slowly lowered herself onto him. They both moaned as his enormous shaft filled her until he was fully seated inside of her, the butt plug still vibrating in her ass.
“Holy shit, I can feel that all up my shaft,” Maxwell groaned.
“Kat?”
Trinity turned to look at Jackson, who was stroking his rock hard cock in his hand. She knew what he was asking and pressed the button to turn off the tickler before reaching out to grab the remote for the butt plug to turn it off.
“Fuck my ass, Jackson. Fuck me while Max fucks my pussy. I want you to love me together.” Her eyes searched his, then flickered down to Maxwell’s. “Is that okay?”
“God, yes, love,” Max groaned as his cock jerked inside her.
“I’ve been dreaming about fucking your tight little ass,” Jackson whispered. “And now that you’re stretched out and ready for me, we are both going to show you how much we love you.”
She felt Jackson pulling the plug out of her slowly so it slid along the length of Maxwell’s cock still lodged deep inside her. She hummed in pleasure as she watched Jackson squirt some lube on his hand, rubbing it along the entire length of his shaft. Maxwell distracted her as he gripped her hair, pulling her down so their lips met in a searing kiss.
Jackson moved behind her, his eyes fixated on her perfect ass. He parted Maxwell’s legs more, then got in position behind her. He pressed the head of his cock against the entrance to her ass and pushed gently. She was so damn tight and her muscles seemed to fight his penetration. God, she felt amazing. He wanted to shove his cock deep inside her but knew he had to take it slow.
He wouldn’t risk hurting her.
“You’re so beautiful, Kat,” Maxwell whispered softly as he stayed buried to the hilt inside her pussy. “Lean forward on me so Jackson can work his cock up your ass.”
She breathed out long and hard as Jackson pressed forward with more force, pushing his massive cock head against her entrance. “I need you to relax, Katrina.”
“Just do it,” she ordered. “I can take it. Push harder.”
Taking her at her word, Jackson shoved harder, lodging the head of his cock inside her ass. He stopped when Trinity cried out. He knew that both he and Maxwell were large, and he needed to give her time to adjust to the new sensations.
“You okay?” Jackson asked. His body was practically vibrating with the need to move, to plunge deep and fuck his way to heaven, but he forced himself to remain still.
“I need more,” Trinity gasped. “Please…move…”
“Oh, fuck. You’re so fucking tight,” Jackson growled. “It’s like pushing my cock into a vise.”
Maxwell’s arm wrapped around her, holding her to him as Jackson slowly thrust his long cock into her ass so it rubbed against his own already in her pussy. He used his other to grip her hair so he could stare into her beautiful hazel eyes.
“Don’t rush us, love. We need to make sure you’re ready for us.”
“I am,” she swore. She rocked her hips, trying to force Jackson further in her ass, then sucked in a breath as a sharp slap landed on her ass.
“Naughty, baby,” Jackson said as he rocked his cock slowly inside of her, forging deeper with every thrust. “Even when we have you between us, you’re still trying to call all the shots. I think this time you need to let us control your pleasure.” He pulled out slightly, then pushed back in. “What do you think, Max?”
“I think she needs us to show her that we can give her what she needs without asking for it. Don’t you, love?” Maxwell crooned as he began rocking his hips, pushing further inside her tight pussy.
Trinity pushed back on Jackson harder this time and earned another slap. She could feel the burn reverberate straight through her body so it pulsed in her clit.
“Son of a bitch!” she cried out. “Do that again.”
“You liked that? I think she’s ready now, aren’t you, baby?” Maxwell asked with a chuckle.
“I am,” she panted. “Do it. Fuck me, you big dick bastards.”
“You asked for it, baby. Max?”
Jackson’s eyes met Max’s over Trinity’s shoulder. When the other man nodded, Jackson began thrusting his cock back and forth inside her ass as Maxwell began pushing his cock into her pussy in tandem.
“Take it, take my cock up your ass,” Jackson ordered.
Pure pleasure filled Trinity in a way she’d never felt before. It felt so damn good to be connected to both of them at the same time. She threw her head back and moaned as Jackson and Maxwell began thrusting their hips faster, thrusting one cock in as the other pulled out, working together to give her the ultimate pleasure.
Jackson wound his hand in her hair and yanked her head back so she was kneeling on the bed as they worked her body. His mouth savaged her neck and he forced her head to turn so he could take her lips with his.
Maxwell grunted as he started to slam his hips up, embedding his cock deeper into her pussy as his hands moved up to cup her breasts. “Let us give it to you, Kat. Let us give you what you need.”
“I need you,” she sobbed as the pleasure burned through her. “I need you both.”
“We’ve got you, baby,” Jackson crooned as he pounded into her ass. “We’ll give you anything. Everything. I love you, baby. I love you so fucking much.”
“I love you, Jackson,” Trinity moaned.
“Oh, fuck, this feels too good,” Maxwell growled as he rocked her on him. “I want to keep fucking you forever, but you’re too tight, love. I’m going to come.”
“Do you hear that, baby? Your tight little body is going to make us come. But we won’t until you do. So, come for us,” Jackson ordered.
“My clit, I need—” Trinity screamed out as Jackson’s fingers slapped her clit.
“We know what you need, baby,” Jackson growled. He slapped her again as he pounded into her from behind. “Come, Kat. Come and take us with you.”
Maxwell yanked her down on him. “Look at me, Kat. Let me see what we do to you. Come on my cock and make me spill inside you. Take it. Take it from me.”
She never took her eyes off Maxwell’s as her entire body tensed up. She screamed out as Jackson rubbed her clit in rapid circles, making her body shatter into pure ecstasy. Maxwell let out a shout as her orgasm forced his own, and he shot pulse after pulse of his release into her tight pussy. The feeling of him filling her triggered another climax even more intense than the first, making her entire body tense up so tight that both men could barely move.
“Fuck!” Jackson shouted as he jerked against her ass.
Her tight muscles gripped him so hard they milked the cum from his cock as they undulated around his shaft. His body shook as he continued to spurt his hot seed into her ass. He collapsed to the bed, moving so he took her down with him on their sides instead of crushing her.
“That was…” Jackson began but couldn’t seem to find the energy to continue.
“My idea,” she claimed smugly, then she sighed with contentment.
“And it was a spectacular one,” Maxwell said with a chuckle. “Speaking of ideas…”
His hesitation had her tensing up. “What?”
Maxwell cleared his throat, his expression so serious it made her stomach flutter. “Jackson and I have talked about this. We know we haven’t known you very long, but I…we…”
“We want you to marry us,” Jackson burst out.
Trinity blinked in surprise, then a slow smile spread across her lips. “Why the hell not.”
Both men froze.
“Was that a yes?” Maxwell asked.
She leaned in and pressed a kiss to his lips. “Yes.” She laughed as she turned and kissed Jackson. “That’s a hell yes!”
Trinity’s men had surprised her, but she had done them one better. On the spur of the moment, two days after they proposed to her, she suggested that they just skip the engagement and get married that very day.
“Why wait?” she’d asked. “You love me, I love you both. Let’s just do it.”
Trinity wasn’t the type of woman who needed a big wedding, and Jackson and Maxwell were just happy to be able to call her their wife that they didn’t care when it happened. They could always have a big reception later on. The more Trinity thought about it, the more she didn’t want to wait to belong to them both.
They had just enough time to spread the word, then the three of them found themselves on the beach at the resort, surrounded by their friends and family as they got married by Judge Jethro Carrington under a perfect blue sky. Even with short notice, it seemed like half the island showed up to watch the impromptu ceremony.
Trinity wore a long, flowing white gown that she bought from Olivia’s store in town. It was absolutely perfect for a beach wedding and matched the white linen pants and shirts Maxwell and Jackson wore. Trinity’s hair had been pulled up at the sides, leaving the rest to cascade into a wild array of curls down her back. A gorgeous bouquet of flowers was shoved into her hands by a smiling resort staff member, then she was ready to walk across the sand to meet her men.
When they spoke their vows, Trinity felt her eyes well up with tears and she saw the same emotion on Jackson’s and Maxwell’s faces as they promised to love her forever. She had lost her breath as they presented her with a gorgeous princess-cut diamond ring that matched the intricately braided platinum bands they had all picked out together.
Once the ceremony was finished, everyone retreated inside to Sinful, which had been closed for the special occasion. The chefs had taken up the challenge and put together a spectacular menu for everyone to enjoy.
As Trinity sat between her new husbands, she felt something she’d never felt before. She closed her eyes to savor the feeling and felt a light kiss being pressed against her lips. Opening her eyes, she saw Jackson smiling back at her.
“Are you okay, baby?” Jackson asked.
“I’m perfect,” she whispered.
“You certainly are,” Maxwell replied as he tilted her head to him so he could rub his lips against hers.
She smiled. That was it.
The feeling was happiness and contentment all rolled into one. It was the joy of belonging and being exactly where she was meant to be.
THE END