Chapter Four — Trinity #2
“Trinity?” Logan’s free tilted my chin up with two fingers so I once again met his gaze through the mask. “Did we lose you?”
“I want that,” I said. “For you to help.”
His smile stole my breath and gave me chills at the same time. “Only a couple more questions and I promise I’ll stop talking you to death.”
I laughed. It wasn’t the talking that was the overwhelming part. It was the scents, hotness, and infinite possibilities that seemed to chase all my thoughts away.
“Would you like all of us to participate in your punishment?”
My heart felt like it pounded in my throat. I glanced at the three surrounding Alphas. “Will you be offended if I say no? No more than the restraining? I’m… fuck. I’m definitely not opposed to the idea, but it’s also a lot.”
“Not offended.” That was Bastian. The low, rough voice scraped over my skin and left shivers in its wake. It was the first thing I’d heard him say.
“Not at all,” Theo said as his face took on a delicious smirk. “But I won’t lie to say to you that I wouldn’t love to participate.”
“Maybe next time.” I froze, and they did too. Next time wasn’t even on the radar yet. I didn’t even know if I was going to like this. Not to mention it wasn’t actually supposed to be pleasant. It was a punishment. Though I suspected Amber was going easy on me because I was so new.
“Next time,” Theo agreed.
Logan squeezed my waist again, dragging his fingers up and down my side. It felt like the whole universe narrowed to that single spot, and I needed to calm the hell down. It wasn’t them, it was the environment. The adrenaline of trying something new. Excitement. Not Logan’s fingers.
“Element uses the stoplight safe word system. Do you know it?”
I nodded. “Green for good, yellow for a check-in, red for stop.” It had been in the paperwork. Which I really had read. Most of it. And even without that, I knew about safe words from Isolde. And my research for this place. And porn.
“Any medical conditions we should know about?”
“I’m diabetic,” I said. “But I’m well controlled, and I’ve eaten. It shouldn’t be a problem.
Logan nodded once. “Good. We’ve all been tested and have those results on file with the club. I assume you’re the same?”
I nodded. “Yeah. And I’m on the superpowered birth control.” It was made for Omegas, and nothing was getting through until I was ready, which I never would be.
“Perfect. Final question.” He said nothing until I looked up at him. Even sitting, he was taller than I was. “When your punishment is complete, are you open to pleasure? Because I would very much like to make you come.”
My mouth opened and closed. Heat flowed under my skin, and I squirmed without even realizing the need to move. “It’s supposed to be a punishment, right? I don’t know that I’m supposed to enjoy it.”
“There’s no rule against it afterwards.”
Fair point. “We can play it by ear.”
“We can’t, actually,” he said. His free hand took one of mine and lifted it once more to repeat the motion of kissing the back.
“Once you enter a scene, you’re considered to be in an altered state.
Thanks to all the fun brain chemicals that will release once we start.
You can’t clearly consent in an altered state.
You can always say no. But later we can’t take your yes. ”
Isolde mentioned this with her and her pack. Now that they were bonded and could feel each other, it was much easier, but they were still very clear with those lines.
“There’s no pressure,” he whispered. “But the offer stands.”
“How?” I pressed my lips together. “How would you do it?”
His smile was there and gone. “A dangerous question.”
“Why?”
“Because there are any number of things I’d like to do to and with you.”
My breath went shallow. “You don’t know me.”
“Do I need to in order to make you moan?” The hand at my waist slid up my spine until his fingers wove into the curls I’d pinned up.
Firmly. He tilted my head, giving himself access to my neck, and when he leaned in and drew his nose along my skin and inhaled, I swore my eyes rolled back.
The fact that I could feel every cell in my body charged with electricity had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that he had me where he wanted me with shocking ease.
Nothing to do with how I felt wholly and completely in the moment and in my body, like I so rarely did.
Nope.
Had nothing to do with that.
No one else could hear the words he murmured in my ear. “I want to make you come on my tongue. With my fingers. Even though I’m sure I’ll crave more the second my hand meets your skin.”
“Why me?”
The softest kiss on my neck made me shudder, and when I looked at the other Alphas, they watched with an intensity that bordered on feral. It wasn’t Logan who answered. It was Brooks. “Why not you?”
I tried to find a snappy response. Something witty. Something that would deflect and make them laugh, like every other conversation I had. But there were no words in my head. Not when I was held like this.
There was something truly blissful about the quiet in my head.
“A beautiful and submissive Omega we can play with is a temptation none of us can resist.”
Submissive? Hardly. I might enjoy this, but I wasn’t one to lie down and roll over at someone’s command. My body was trying very hard to make me a liar, though. Because listening to their commands didn’t sound so bad.
Who was I kidding? I wanted it so badly that admitting it to myself was painful because I didn’t have it.
Logan pulled his lips from my skin but kept me close, guiding my gaze to his. “You still haven’t answered the question.”
“Do I want you to make me come?”
“That’s the one.”
Fear rolled through me. Like the fear of something new, or the fear of falling. Of skydiving. A fear of something that had the potential to change everything, but also a fear of never knowing what it felt like.
My eyes dropped to his lips before I looked up at him once more. “Yes.”