Chapter Sixty-three — Trinity #2
Bastian took my ass slowly. Inch by inch. Every little movement was doubled and tripled because I was so full of Brooks already. His piercings told me how far he was. Slow, rocking motions of his hips, pushing deeper and deeper until I was full of both of them.
Reaching out, Brooks traced my clit with his finger. I almost came from the gentle touch, every nerve primed and ready to fucking go. My temperature rose as the heat burned hotter. It had been too long. I needed a knot.
“Close your eyes, violet.”
Soft cloth covered my eyes. It blacked out what little light there was in the nest, but everything felt bigger. Not the fact that I couldn’t see—I’d already barely been able to see—it was that they’d chosen for me not to see.
I tried to reach for them and couldn’t. Brooks pulled me down onto his chest and kissed me. “Hold on, baby.”
They fucked me together. Their rhythms matched and separated and pulled me in different directions. They felt so different that it shattered me apart.
Yes, please, more, and yes, yes, yes were the totality of my vocabulary. Neither of them held back. Fuck, I wanted another primal scene with both of them like this. Pinning me down, holding me there, and sharing me in the most carnal way possible.
Bastian bit the skin over his bite. My shoulder. The side of my neck. No breaking the skin, but enough to leave his mark all over me. Claiming me. Brooks marked me from the front, my breasts and my throat.
It wasn’t clear if it was a new orgasm or just an extended period of ecstasy—I hovered in my favorite floaty space that was currently lined with pearlescent silver. Gilded and glowing and perfect.
Bastian came hard, biting my shoulder, growling as he did. His knot swelled inside my ass, and Brooks finished moments later.
Lights flashed behind my eyes. Two knots stretching me open…
I was melty and buttery and nearly liquid. “This feeling. Yummm.”
Amusement poured through my bonds along with their laughter. “You feel good, sweetheart?”
“I feel like I’m floating in a cloud of honey. Love it.”
Wicked anticipation and eagerness flooded me from every side. “In that case, we have one more thing for you,” Aiden said.
Something small and delicate slid around my neck. Close to the skin. I thought it might make me feel like I was choking. But as soon as the clasp clicked shut, it felt nearly invisible. “A collar?”
“Yes.” A single finger pressed the front, and I sensed the small round ring there. “Not permanent, and fun for moments like these.”
“And,” that was Theo, “this.”
Weight suddenly attached to the front of the collar and something smooth and silky slid down between my breasts and over his bite.
“What is it?”
Theo slid the blindfold off my eyes so I could see him holding a silver chain wrapped multiple times around his hand. The chain was connected to the collar. Fucking hot.
Using his hold on it, he pulled me toward him, nearly taking me off balance. “It’s another tool to make you mine.”
I imagined him leading me by the chain, my cheeks flushing red. But only standing. I straightened as much as I could. “Crawling is still on my limit list.”
“Who said anything about crawling?” He yanked me toward him again, holding the chain tight as he breathed words over my lips. “There are plenty of ways to use this without making you crawl, sweetheart.”
“Like?”
He smirked. “Like if we take you back to Element and you put on that pretty, fluffy green dress again. And instead of attaching this to your collar, I’d attach it to your clit with a little clamp. No one will be able to see where it’s attached, but they’ll all wonder as you walk behind me.”
Hot need overtook me. The words ignited my heat all over again. I needed more. Bastian and Brooks’s knots were just now fading, and I couldn’t even speak because I needed it so much. Too much.
“Help.”
“I think she liked that,” Theo said mildly and pulled on the chain so I came to him. “Let’s test the theory.”
I slipped off Bastian’s knot and onto the cushions of the nest, exhausted. How many days had it been? I didn’t know, but as much as I loved my Alphas, it had to end soon. I was tired and sore and would really love to just cuddle up with them and sleep for a while without craving dick.
However, just thinking the word ‘dick’ in my head was enough to have my engine revving. I whined softly, not moving.
“Come on, baby,” Brooks said, sliding a hand beneath me and pulling me to him. “I know you’re tired.”
“Fucking understatement of the century,” I mumbled. “And I’m not even trying to be a brat.”
He laughed and kissed my cheek. “I know. Now go suck on Logan’s cock. Give yourself a little sugar rush.”
That was true. Logan tasted really good. My mouth watered, and I whined again. I nearly fell into Logan’s lap mouth first. I loved the scent of him. All that spice and sweetness.
Having all of it in my mouth was pure comfort.
“Think she could take two of us in her ass?” I heard Aiden ask. The question made me short-circuit. Because no, right?
“Maybe. Or pussy. Either, actually.”
I laughed around Logan’s shaft, nearly choking. He stroked his hand through my hair. “You Alphas are out of your mind.”
“Is that so?”
Another suck, and I released him from my mouth with a pop. “Yes. Unlike Aiden’s belts, I’m not made of rubber.”
“No, you’re not. But you are an Omega who was made to be with five Alphas,” Aiden said dryly. “Something tells me nature prepared for that.”
He didn’t let me overthink—he lifted me and leaned low against the wall of the nest. He’d already lubed himself more than was necessary. I slid onto his waiting length and he groaned in pleasure.
The way his scent soaked into me made me wonder if he’d ever do a scene with chocolate sauce and maraschino cherries. Mixing sugar with sex was a risk as a diabetic, but I’d take that risk.
“Here.” Aiden grabbed my wrists and guided my hands to shove my breasts together. “Keep these here.”
Lube trickled over my collarbone and down into the hollow made by my hands and breasts. Aiden feasted on his bite, making me gasp. A dark chuckle reached me along with the pure delight of a sadist. He could feel how every kiss and lick turned me into a pool of slick.
My legs were on the outside of his knees, held open. Logan was already there, pushing deep. Every one of my Alphas had fucked me in every way possible the last few days. At this point, it felt stranger to be empty than stuffed full.
Brooks stepped close, tilting my face upward.
With a hand in my hair, Aiden helped him, fucking me onto his cock.
“You’re beautiful when you let us use you,” Aiden whispered in my ear, moving between kissing his bond mark and teasing me with lips and tongue, all while holding me still for someone else.
I jerked, startled, as something pushed up between my breasts. Every single bump of his piercings told me it was Bastian, slowly fucking my tits. I let myself melt. It felt so good and I was so tired. If my mouth wasn’t full I would thank them for taking care of me.
“Almost there,” Aiden whispered. “Our perfect Omega.”
My eyes flew open when I felt it. A sound of shock left my throat, and Aiden met it with another kiss to my neck. “You’re just fine, violet.”
It had to be Theo. He was the only one not on me or in me, but…
He was pushing into my pussy right along with Logan. None of our bonds had any measure of panic or doubt. Only sincere arousal, determination, and love.
My body didn’t fight it. Instead, it welcomed it. How did it feel so fucking good? Like I was drowning in that pre-orgasm bliss where every cell was alight with energy and every fuse was lit.
They surged together.
At every point, they were fucking me. Everything whirled into one glorious cacophony. My legs shook and spasmed, my vision disappeared replaced by fireworks, and all doubt vanished. They were right. I’d been made for this and them.
I barely registered when they each finished. Too busy bathing in an orgy that somehow felt like peace.
Logan’s knot locking inside me was the trigger, because it felt cold. The roman candle of my heat extinguished all at once and left me gasping.
“Oh, thank fuck.” A shiver followed.
Aiden’s hand came from behind, feeling my forehead. “Heat’s broken.”
“That was amazing,” I mumbled, “and I love you so fucking much, but oh my god, I want eight hours of uninterrupted sleep.”
Kissing the back of my neck, Aiden pulled out of me after Logan, helping me roll onto the cushions. “As soon as you shower us off, your wish is our command.”
I cracked an eye open. “So I’m in charge now?”
“Not a fucking chance,” Theo said, lifting me up bridal-style. “But it was a good try.”
“Thank you,” I said to all of them, yawning. “Perfect heat. Perfect… everything.”
They all responded, but mostly I heard Theo’s purr beneath my ear, and his words that held a smile. “You’re welcome, sweetheart.”