Page 8 of Trident: Mayhem Makers

“Dammit, Trident.”

As she groaned out the words, she squeezed her thighs together and closed her eyes before she tilted her head back, revealing the long line of her pale neck. Which left me running my tongue over my lower lip as I mentally mapped out exactly where I’d mark her later, sucking on her sensitive skin until I lefta strawberry that would tell every fucking man who saw her that she was claimed.

Chapter Three

Jacie

This bloke was going to drive me crazy. He’d already made me come once with his mouth and he wanted to do it again? Had I caught myself the mythical beast of an orally fixated man? Shifting my hands so my fingers were wrapped around my tender nipples, I squeezed both until my back arched and my legs fell open on their own accord.

“That’s it, babe. Fuck, so damn pretty. I like that you’re bare, can see exactly how wet you are for me. Get every drop of your cream.”

Releasing the monster he’d been tugging on, he reached for my ankles and pulled me toward him, until my arse was near the edge of the mattress.

“Feet up.”

He guided each leg until my feet rested with my heels up tight against my butt but spread wide enough I could feel the air of the room against my core. He dropped to his knees and with a palm on either side, he used his thumbs to spread me open, like he had earlier, but now he had more room. After smirking up at me, he blew a steady stream of air over my folds and exposed clit, that was still sensitive after my last orgasm.

“Don’t forget about those tits, babe. Don’t wanna have to stop to remind you. Want you teasing them until they’re sosensitive, when I rub my beard over them later you’ll come from that alone.”

A shudder rocked through me at his words and he laughed, low and deep, while he leaned in and stroked that talented tongue of his through my folds, stabbing in deep before curling up and brushing over just the right spot.

“Trident!”

Knowing he’d struck gold, he kept teasing the spot with his tongue for a minute before he pulled out and wrapped those soft lips of his around my clit. I jerked when he first made contact, which resulted in me tugging hard on my nipples. The flash of pain mixed with my arousal making me groan as I cupped my breasts, pressing against my tender tips with some care now. I’d always had sensitive nipples and they were now hyper-sensitive. I knew tomorrow that my every move would have my bra brushing over them and reminding me of tonight.

He slid two fingers easily into my core as he kept suckling on my clit. I tilted my hips, wanting more, and he delivered, adding a third digit as he continued to finger-fuck me. On each withdrawal, he spread his fingers apart, stretching me and delivering a delicious burn with each stroke that had me spiraling closer to climax.

I’d been a little shocked when I’d first seen his cock. Fully erect, he was long and thick. Larger than any other man I’d been with, and I couldn’t wait to feel him deep within me. Just thinking about how well he’d fill me up had me spasmingwith a mini climax, my walls clamping down on his invading fingers. Moving his mouth to my inner thigh, with a growl, he took a mouthful of flesh. Then before I could guess what he had planned, he sucked hard, marking me, as he jammed what had to be four fingers into my still quivering channel, his thumb grazing over my sensitized clit on each thrust.

Throwing my hands out, I gripped fists full of bedding as my back arched off the mattress. The burn of his fingers stretching me, the sting of his mouth marking my thigh, the barely there touches on my hyper sensitive clit, it all added to the fire boiling within me. After several strokes, he pulled free and returned with only two fingers. I whimpered at the loss until he curled them up and rubbed back and forth over my g-spot. My every muscle tightened as pleasure flooded my system.

“That’s it,Ula’ula Mõ’i.”

I writhed on the bed, caught between wanting more and trying to escape. His beard tickled my other thigh a moment before his lips made contact, sucking on my skin to mark me as he’d done the other side earlier and the pain sent my pleasure sky high. Shattering apart, I cried out as I came so bloody hard my ears rung and my vision blacked out.

Blinking clear my vision, I licked my lips and worked on getting my eyes to focus on Trident. Reaching my arms out for him, he grinned down at me, but didn’t lean in straight away. He grabbed that thick erection of his, lined the head up with my opening and before I could utter a word, he slammed in all the way to the root.

“Fuck!”

My back arched again as my entire being shuddered at the invasion. He pulled slowly out before he thrust back inside me, deep. My core rippled around him, an aftershock of my previous orgasm. With a moan, he paused, his cock twitching within me. He was so damn big, filling me completely — even with how wet he’d gotten me, with how he’d stretched me, it still burned. My eyes watered but I didn’t want him to stop. This wasn’t simply pain, this was something more. Something I’d never felt and didn’t know how to describe: yes, there was a sting each time he forced his way inside me, a burn as he slid in deep. But it didn’thurt— the sensation mixed with my arousal and adrenaline from earlier and I knew it wouldn’t take him long to have me coming again.

“Fuck, babe, you’re so damn tight. Can’t get enough.”

He dropped forward on his next thrust in, and I wrapped my arms around his neck as his hands landed on the mattress on either side of my chest. Lowering down, he kissed me. His lips crashing against mine as I lifted my head up to meet him part way. Desperate to have more of him inside me, I opened my lips and he wasted no time thrusting his tongue in to dance with mine. A shudder ran through me as I tasted my musk. It was so fucking dirty but so damn good. Tilting my hips up, I ground against him, circling my hips so I could feel every inch of him inside me. Biting my lower lip, he gave it a tug before he lifted up and grinned down at me, a sparkle in his eyes I’d not seen before.

“You hungry for more,Ula’ula Mõ’i?”

I wanted to know what that meant but I’d worry about it later, because just then he straightened and reached for my left leg, moving it until my ankle rested on his right shoulder.

“Wrap your other leg around my waist, babe.”

I had my right leg around his lean hip almost before he finished speaking, then with a wicked smirk on his sexy face, he leaned forward. His left fist hit the mattress beside me to hold his weight while his other arm wrapped around my leg and reached for my breasts, tweaking each nipple before pinching and twisting them until I wrapped my hand around his left bicep with a moan.

“Trident!”

“That’s right, babe. Hold on tight. Gonna send you to the fuckin’ moon.”

When he planted his right palm on the bed beside me, I wrapped my hand around his bicep, using it to anchor myself. After he pulled back, he paused a second, running his gaze from my eyes, down my body to where we were joined. I lifted my head to follow his lead. With only the head of his cock inside me, I whimpered at the sight of his thick erection, shiny with my juices and poised ready to fill me once more. Anticipation had a rush of liquid heat blooming in my core a moment before he slammed deep again.

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