Omens (The Triad 3) - Page 19

TRISTAN

She was so fucking wet, I wanted nothing more than to just slip inside of her right then, shoving my fingers in her mouth to keep her quiet as I fucked her into the mattress from behind.

But it felt like it’d been so long since we had any time alone together, and I wanted to savor it—savor her. My thumb moved to circle her clit, and her fingers dug into the covers at her sides. I leaned forward and, with my free hand, pressed her face into the mattress.

I added a third finger, and my dick twitched at the muffled sounds coming out of her mouth and the sounds my fingers made as I thrust them inside of her.

“Fuck,” she swore, and I just laughed and continued to push her closer and closer to the edge. “I’m going to come.”

“Good girl. Be quiet for me, princess,” I said, “or I’ll punish you for drawing attention to the fun we’re having.”

Her pussy fluttered around my fingers as the orgasm took over her body, causing her muscles to tense. She yelled out my name, and the moment it left her lips, I pulled free of her, leaving her empty and aching for more.

“Tsk, tsk, Scarlet.” I flipped her over and shoved my fingers in her mouth until I felt her fighting her gag reflex. She sucked them clean of her juices as I lined myself up with her slit.

The head of my cock slipped in, and she gasped at the sudden intrusion. My free hand slapped her across her sensitive clit, and my fingers in her mouth muffled the sound of her cry.

“I said to be quiet,” I said, slapping her clit again. Her icy blue eyes rolled back as her hips worked to get my cock further inside of her. She moaned, and her tongue slipped between my fingers, making sure she got every last drop of her sweet nectar.

I pushed myself inside of her another inch and moved my hand from her clit to her tits, rolling her pebbled nipples between my fingers before pinching and pulling hard. I moved from one to the other until they were angry and red and she was panting beneath me.

I pulled my fingers from between her lips and instead wrapped them around her throat, squeezing the sides. I pushed in another inch, loving the way her hips rotated each time, trying to get more of me.

“Needy, desperate little thing, aren’t you?” I asked, hovering over her, and I slipped the rest of the way in. Her cunt was warm and so fucking wet. It was made for my dick.

“Yes,” she whispered, lifting her hips to meet my own.

I pulled completely out of her and then slowly thrust back inside, letting myself feel every inch of her as she pulled me in. Her cunt still pulsed from her orgasm, testing my self-control.

“Hey,” she said, grabbing my jaw and forcing me to open my eyes to hers. “If you’re going to go slow, you’re going to look at me.” I held her gaze as I continued my slow, torturous strokes in and out of her.

Her eyes were glazed over with lust, and her mouth hung slightly open as she took shallow breaths each time our hips met. Her hands moved to the sides of my face and ran through the short strands of my hair.

“Kiss me, Tristan,” she demanded.

“Happily.”

Our mouths met and opened for one another as our tongues twisted together. She tasted like my own little slice of heaven or hell, I wasn’t quite sure. Her hand slipped between us to play with her clit, and I reached underneath and around her hips to lift her up at a better angle.

“I want to be deep inside of you like this when you come, Scarlet,” I murmured against her open mouth. “I want to swallow every moan you give me as you come apart beneath me. Will you do that for me, princess? Will you come for me?”

She whimpered, and her fingers moved more quickly around her clit. I could feel her hand moving in fast circles with each deep thrust I gave her. Our mouths hovered just an inch apart from each other, and our eyes remained locked on one another as she crept closer to her second and I crept closer to my first.

Heat built low in my spine with each stroke against her walls. I could barely breathe looking down at her. I never expected to love someone as much as I did her. She’d come into our lives like a fucking hurricane, wrecking me for anyone else.

“I love you,” I whispered, pushing the hair out of her face as she smiled up at me.

“Sappy bastard,” she laughed, teasing me as she bit my lip. “I love you too.”

I kissed her, swallowing her gasp as her orgasm rushed through her and triggered my own. Her cunt pulsed around me, milking me for all I was worth as I came inside of her with a growl.

She laughed as I finished and fell on top of her, causing all of the air to whoosh out of her lungs. Our sweat mixed together as we lay there, both of us coming down from our highs.

“Was I quiet enough?” she asked. I could hear the smirk in her voice.

“I wanted a night alone with you,” I said, slipping free of her and kneeling on the floor between her legs. “Sue me.”

I watched as I began to leak out of her. My hands moved under her ass and lifted her hips in the air.

“What is it with you three and your obsession with cream pies?”

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