“You know it,” she wiggles her eyebrows at him.
Of course she’s moving again, coming up with new ways to torture him, whispering them in my ear. The both of us take turns making him squirm and yell out for help.
There comes a point though that Steel loses his patience, just as well because she’s so fucking wet I keep slipping on her slick. He drags her by the leg before shaking free of my hold and pouncing on her.
He stays behind her, his hand covering her mouth so we don’t get interrupted. And then Steel uses his shoulders and the rest of his weight to hold her down before he mounts her, driving his cock right inside her ass with no prep. He’s fucking vicious with her, his hips slapping hard against her ass cheeks, her whimpers are full of pain, but her enjoyment is even louder.
There’s no way to misinterpret how much fun she’s having. He all but bends her in half, her legs bent and folded back so she’s a tight ball, his wrist holding her arms securely. It’s such a fucking beautiful sight watching him rut into her, one that calls me too.
I stand up over him and bury my hands in his hair, wrenching his neck back and stopping him from moving, but Tris keeps rocking back under him.
“Hold up, Tris,” I whisper gently to her, while I take a brutal kiss from him. It’s hard, it’s unnecessarily rough, but sometimes that’s the way life is, it doesn’t make it any more or less incredible.
Dropping to my knees behind Steel I don’t let go of my hold on his hair, as I hold him forward exactly the way he did with Tris. With my other hand I guide my cock inside his body slowly so he feels every ribbed, hard inch of me invade his body. I don’toften fuck him, it’s usually the other way round, so when I do I like to leave him with lingering memories and a sore ass, as a reminder.
I might enter him slowly but once I’m in as deep as I can go, I pull out fast before slamming back inside.
“You take my cock so fucking well, Steel,” I growl, driving into him a few times but I shove my knot into his ass making him whimper as much as Tris was before.
And even though it’s me fucking Steel, it’s her too, she’s doing something under him, something I can’t see but the two of us have torn his submission from him in no time at all. But isn’t that what being with someone you’re in love with is all about… giving them a safe place where they can let go and just be themselves.
Her nest is full of our mingling scents and it’s little wonder that I can feel him shuddering under me, already falling victim to the constant craving need I have for him.
There was a point in my life where I wondered if I’d ever meet another person who had that same power, and I did. I met Tristan and there’s no question in my mind, she enriches us both.
“Steel, you feel incredible working me over like that,” she praises him, her words lost under a long moan signalling that he’s knotting her like I’m knotting him.
The three of us fall apart over each other. My orgasm builds and ebbs, it grows and falls away and the peak comes closer. Sweat rolls off me but I can’t let go until he does first, and it comes… it comes with a long heaving groan from the both of them. I hold his hips hard, my cock buried deep as I empty myself too.
Afterwards, we stay wrapped in each other for hours, Tristan refusing to sleep until Steel does. She plays with his hair before pretending to count his freckles, the light coming under the doorthe only thing she uses. And each time she kisses him, she does it without expectation which sounds odd but it’s what she does, making it very clear that he is and always will be in control of whether he wants in on our pack too.
Morning comes way too soon. I roll into him and watch him sleep. Out in the main cabin, Tristan is talking animatedly with King but her voice dips when she speaks to Tyson, and I can almost visualise her cosying up to him in front of the fire while King is in the kitchen.
Looking down at Steel again, his eyes are open now. Instead of what I hoped I’d find in them he’s got fear building. Before I can pull away though, Steel rolls us both so he’s lying over my chest, his hand cupping my throat. “Don’t know how, Mav,” he whispers, and I get everything he’s not saying except Steel’s woken up ready to share and that’s almost as incredible as our time last night, “You’ve been the only thing keeping me together. I don’t want to live like we were, and I do want out too but the how freaks me out? How the hell do we do that? And now I’ve got even more to lose.”
“You won’t lose me,” I promise him.
“I will if we lose her.”
“What are you saying?” I barely talk loud enough for him to hear. But he does, he also inches closer, his skin is on mine and it’s in very seldom times like these I feel complete.
“If he finds out about her, that’s me done. I want to say I’m ready to face him but…”
“Go back,” I demand, “tell me clearly what you meant before.”
Steel’s eyes drop away as he speaks. “You know how I feel about you, maybe I’ve never said it in words, but I always believed you knew because you felt it physically. And now her.”
“You said yourself, you weren’t sure,” I interrupt, pressed to understand what he’s saying.
“I’m so fucking freaked, Mav. I just got the girls to safety. I’ve kept you as safe as I could, Tyson too, but if Tris gets caught up in his web, I’m done.”
“You are the strongest person I know, Steel.”
“No, I’m not,” he snaps impatiently.
“I’m not going to argue semantics with you.”
But he laughs quietly, brushing a hand over my face, “I like it when we argue.”
