The Secrets You Keep (Blurred Lines), page 42
“What are you waiting for?” Tristan barks. “You were driving, remember?”
I look at where my fingers are twisted with Violet’s and then toward the driver’s door.
“Motherfucker,” I grunt as he reaches for the back door with a smirk and gestures for Violet to go ahead of him.
“Try not to get too lonely up there.”
“I hate you.”
“Yeah, yeah, so you keep saying,” he teases, slipping into the back with our girl and immediately pulling her into his arms.
“I am okay,” Violet assures him as I join them.
“I know, baby girl. Pretty sure it’s me who isn’t. You were gone… for hours. Do you know how terrifying that was?’
“I’m sorry,” she whispers so quietly I barely hear it over the roar of the engine coming to life.
“It wasn’t your fault, Firefly. We saw the footage in the graveyard, we know you didn’t go willingly.”
“You were fierce, Pip. You should be proud of yourself.”
“Didn’t get me very far though, did it? If he were…” She trails off, and my stomach knots at the thought of things ending a very different way. “If it weren’t my brother, then I could be—”
“Don’t,” I bark, unable to hear whatever was about to follow those words.
“I should be more prepared,” she says absently. “I never, ever want to go through that again.”
A smile twitches at my lips as an idea pops into my head. “I can train you,” I state, finding her eyes in the mirror.
“Knox,” Tristan growls, clearly unhappy with the idea.
“What’s wrong, Carver? Worried I could turn your girl into a bigger badass than you?”
“No, I’m just not sure I want you to train her to fight dirty. If she wants to protect herself, she should do self-defense classes.”
“Firstly, I take offense to you judging my fighting style. And secondly, I’ll have you know that I can teach Violet everything she needs to know to have maximum effect and cause more pain than any man who attacks her can cope with.”
“I don’t need to cause pain,” she argues.
“Anyone who touches you without our permission deserves a whole world of pain, Firefly.”
“He’s not wrong,” Tristan begrudgingly agrees. “You’re ours, baby girl. And only ours.”
I glance back just in time to watch him tuck his fingers under her chin and tilt her face back so he can claim her lips.
I forget what I’m meant to be doing as I watch them again and only come back to myself when someone—possibly the oncoming car on the side of the road I’m not meant to be on—blasts their horn at me.
“Fuck,” I bark, swerving just in time to avoid the collision and risking possible death when I have to tell Devin what I’d done to his baby.
“Please try not to kill us,” Tristan demands before pulling Violet onto his lap so that she’s straddling him. “I’ve got plans for when we get back.”
“Tristan,” she moans as he kisses down the length of her throat.
“Fuck’s sake,” I hiss, tugging at my pants to give my dick some more space. “Don’t let her fall.”
“Demanding asshole,” Tristan mutters.
“You want her begging for our cocks, don’t you?”
“Oh God,” she whimpers, proving that the images playing out in her mind match mine.
“Gonna help you forget all this shit real good, Firefly.”
“We were gonna wait until the weekend,” Tristan tells her. “But it seems someone decided we should start the party early. That good with you, baby girl?”
“Anything. Just give me more,” she begs, her raspy voice making my cock weep for her.
I’m pretty sure the drive back to Tristan’s apartment takes even fucking longer than the one to get our girl with her mewls and moans filling the air as Tristan works her into a frenzy. And by the time I pull the car to an abrupt stop in the first space I find, I’m craving her touch, her kiss, her everything like a fucking junkie needing his next hit.
I jump out while Tristan is still distracted and pull the door open.
“What the fuck?” he barks the second I lift Violet off him and wrap her legs around my waist instead.
“This is all about sharing, ain’t that right, Firefly. And now, it’s my turn.”
Tristan is hot on my heels as I race into the building, and he manages to hit the call button for the elevator before I get a chance.
“You fucking scared us, baby girl,” he whispers, pressing his powerful body against her back and turning us around, giving me little choice but to back into the car when it arrives.
My breath leaves me in a grunt when I collide with the handrail, but with Tristan crushing Violet’s body against mine, I quickly forget about the discomfort in favor of losing myself in my obsession.
Releasing her ass, I cup her cheek, staring into her glassy eyes.
“I love you, Violet,” I tell her, my voice rough with emotion.
“Goddamn you, Knox,” Tristan grunts.
“If anything had happened to you tonight, if he had touched you, I need you to know that I’d have raised hell.”
“I know, Knox,” she says softly. “I know. But you don’t need to. I’m fine. I’m—”
I cut her words off by slamming my lips down on hers as we climb through the building. I can only assume that Tristan hit the button for the top floor—that or we’re about to spill out onto the unsuspecting residents of this building who are waiting for it.
A wanton moan rumbles up Violet’s throat as I continue to kiss her, wiping out my previous thoughts, and when I flick my eyes open, I find Tristan attached to her neck.
“Bedroom,” I grunt into her kiss. “I need inside you, Firefly.”
She moans again, her hips rolling, her pussy grinding against my length.
The second the elevator dings to announce our arrival, we stumble as one unit through Tristan’s front door, and we don’t pause for even a second.
As soon as I feel the bed against my calves, I fall back, taking Violet with me.
A shriek of fright rips from her lips as she plummets through the air.
“I’ll catch you, baby. I’ll always fucking catch you.”
She stares down at me, her eyes blown with lust, her lips swollen from both of our kisses. It’s almost enough to distract from her previous distress, her tears, but not quite enough. Not yet, anyway.
“Arms up, baby girl.” Tristan’s deep growl rumbles through the air before his fingers wrap around Violet’s shirt and drag it up her body.
My temperature spikes again as he reveals her flawless skin to me.
“More,” I growl, staring at her black lace bra as if it’s personally offended me. I mean, it has. It’s hiding her insane tits from me.
“Yes,” Violet cries as Tristan sucks on the sensitive skin of her neck, his hands disappearing behind her back to unhook her bra.
A moan rumbles up her throat as the fabric falls from her body.
Tristan tosses it aside, but by the time his hands come back to her, he’s too late.
“Knox,” Violet cries as I cup her needy breasts, pinching her nipples and making her grind down on my dick. “Kiss me,” she begs.
Her lips are stolen by Tristan as he twists her head around to him, so instead, I drop my mouth to her breasts, licking, nipping and sucking until she’s crying out into Tristan’s kiss.
“More?” I growl.
“Yes,” she pleads, twisting her fingers in my hair and dragging me back to her.
“Greedy girl,” I murmur before giving her what she needs.
Tristan claims her lips once, cutting off her response as his hands drop to her waistband, flicking open the button on her jeans and slipping his hand inside.
“She wet for us?” I ask as his knuckles brush against my aching dick as he searches for her clit.
I swallow my grunt, not wanting to turn him off, equally wanting to ignore the fact I’m so far fucking gone that it felt good.
“So wet. You wanna feel Knox’s cock stretching you open, baby girl?”
My eyes meet Tristan’s, a silent understanding passing between us.
“Yes, yes,” Violet cries. “Tristan,” she screams when he pushes his hand lower, I assume tucking two fingers inside her.
“Get his pants off him then, Pip.”
In a rush to do as she’s told, Violet’s hands press against my chest, shoving me back.
I comply, falling onto my elbows to watch as she tugs open my fly and Tristan lifts her off the bed so she can free me of my pants and boxers after I’ve kicked my sneakers off.
She stares down at me naked before her with desire in her green eyes and her lips parted, allowing her increased breaths to escape.
“You want him, baby girl?” Tristan asks, tucking his fingers under her waistband and pushing her jeans and panties over her hips.
“Yes.” She licks her tongue along her bottom lip and my cock jerks, desperate to feel her touch.
“What about me?” he asks, although there is no jealousy in his tone, and when his eyes meet mine again, I can read his filthy thoughts.
“I want you too. I want both of you.”
“Crawl to him. Give him your mouth and me your cunt.”
Violet sucks in a sharp breath at Tristan’s crass words. Something tells me she’s not used to hearing him talk like that. I’m sure as shit not used to it, and my eyes widen in surprise.
“I’m not just some NFL golden boy, Bowman,” he grunts at me as Violet follows orders and crawls up the bed to me.
“I’ll believe it when I see it. You wanna play with the bad boys, I’m going to need more evidence than wanting our girl’s cunt,” I tease.
Ripping my eyes from his when he scoffs a laugh and begins undressing, I find Violet’s wide eyes as she moves closer.
“Fuck me, baby. You’re a goddess,” I say, reaching out and cupping her cheek with one hand while my other grips my cock, lifting it from my stomach to her in offering.
She dips down, licking around the tip, lapping at the precum beading there.
“Shit, baby,” I groan, my cock jerking in its need for more.
The bed dips at my feet as Tristan joins us.
“Suck Knox’s cock, baby girl. But don’t let him come.”
“Demanding asshole,” I mutter.
“Feel free to shoot your load like a teenage boy, Bowman. I’ll happily take your place and fill her cunt with my cum instead.”
“Boys,” Violet chastises.
“Eat her pussy, Tris.”
“And I’m the demanding one,” he quips, gripping Violet’s ass cheeks and pushing her forward onto my cock as he licks her.
She cries out around my dick, taking me deeper and making my eyes cross.
“Fuck yes. Fuck. Baby, your mouth is everything.”
She sucks me like a pro as Tristan does whatever he does down there that has her trembling for release in seconds.
Fuck. I need to know his secrets.
“You gonna come for us, Firefly?”
“Tristan. Knox,” she cries, barely releasing my cock.
“Come all over Tristan’s face and then we’ll fill you up. You want that, baby?”
“Yes, yes. Everything.”
“Goddamn, you blow my fucking mind.”
“TRISTAN,” she suddenly screams, her back arching, her eyes falling closed and her jaw dropping as her release crashes through her.
“Breathtaking,” I mutter as Tristan gets to his knees between my parted legs, drags her up by her hair, and slams his lips down on hers, letting her taste herself on him.
He stops abruptly, his eyes catching mine. “Let Knox taste how sweet your cunt is, baby.”
He slaps her ass, sending her shooting up the bed.
Grabbing her waist, I haul her up, dropping her over my lap and dragging her lips to mine.
The second I lick into her mouth, her taste hits me. It might not be as strong as I crave, but with her soaked pussy grinding down on my length and her lips on mine, I find it hard to care.
“So fucking sweet, baby. Did Tris eat you good?”
She nods, a coy look flashing through her eyes.
“Are you ready for my dick now?”
“So ready,” she breathes.
Reaching between us, I line my cock up with her entrance.
“Sink down on him, baby girl,” Tristan encourages, watching everything.
Our cries of pleasure mix together as one as she does as he says and drops down onto me, her cunt so slick that she takes all of me with ease.
“Shouldn’t like watching my girl with another dick in her this much,” Tristan mutters absently to himself as he shuffles closer.
“It’s a headfuck, isn’t it?” I force out as Violet clenches beautifully around me.
“Yeah, just like knowing you let some motherfucker anywhere near your junk with a needle.”
“Get over it, pussy. I wanted its owner branded on it.”
“Wait, what?” he asks, his brow wrinkling.
“I’ll let you study it after our girl’s finished.”
“Stop fucking talking,” Violet gasps between my slow thrusts up into her body.
With one hand on my stomach, she reaches back for Tristan, needing a connection with him too.
“You want Tris to take your ass, Firefly?” I ask, holding her hips and forcing her to move with me.
“Yes. Fuck yes. I want you both.”
Tristan’s eyes widen, and he stills behind her.
“You’re not an ass virgin are you, Bowman?” I tease.
“I-I… uh… We don’t have any—”
I roll my eyes at him over Violet’s shoulder.
“Fucking amateur,” I mutter. “Top drawer, golden boy.” I jerk my chin in the direction of his nightstand.
It takes a beat, but he reaches over and pulls out a massive bottle of lube.
“Christ,” he grunts.
“First rule of becoming a Hawk. Always be prepared, my friend.”
“That’s the fucking scouts, you prick.”
“Whatever. You gonna take our girl’s anal V card or what?”
“Tristan, please,” Violet begs.
Eagerly, he untwists the top and squirts some of the lube onto his fingers.
“Oh fuck,” Violet gasps when he presses his fingers against her ass.
“Am I gonna be the first one in here, baby girl?”
Her cry of agreement rings out around us as Tristan finishes his question by pushing into her tight hole.
“Thought it was only right you get to claim a first too,” I taunt.
Tristan ignores me as he pumps his fingers deeper.
“Fuck. She’s so fucking tight,” I groan as his invasion of her body causes her pussy to contract.
“Tristan. Knox,” she cries as we both fuck her slow and deep.
“Tell Tristan what you want, Firefly.”
44
VIOLET
My head spins, my nerve endings sparking with pleasure as Tristan stretches my ass in preparation for his dick.
“Fuck, what are you thinking about, Firefly? You just gushed around my cock.”
“Tristan, I want you inside me.”
I’ve never done anal before, and fuck am I glad I haven’t, because this right now… it’s everything.
Knox was right the other day. He stole one—most—of my firsts, and Tristan certainly deserves this one.
“Jesus. You sure, baby girl?”
“Tristan,” I whimper when Knox circles his hips, hitting that deep place inside me that makes me see stars.
“Shit,” he hisses, pulling his fingers free.
“Come here, Firefly,” Knox says, reaching up and wrapping his hand around the back of my neck and dragging me down against his chest. “Give Tris some space.”
His lips find mine and he kisses me, as the squelch of lube behind me lets us know that Tristan is taking my demands seriously.
“Relax, yeah?” Knox urges as Tristan’s hand skims up my spine before wrapping his hand around the back of my neck and nudging the head of his cock against my ass.
“If this is too much, tell me and I’ll—”
“Tristan,” I bark impatiently, arching my back and offering myself up to him as much as I can with Knox’s dick deep in my pussy.
“Fuck. Shit,” he groans as he pushes inside me.
“Tristan,” I scream as my body fights to adjust to his size.
“Oh shit. Fuck. So fucking tight,” Knox joins in as Tristan keeps going, pushing into me slowly until he’s fully seated.
“Oh my God, that’s—”
“Fucking incredible?” Tristan groans.
“Mind-blowing,” Knox adds. “Move, Tris. She can take it.”
“Please,” I whimper, desperate to feel them bring me to ruin. To forget everything that’s happened tonight and just focus on them. On how incredible it is when the three of us come together.
Knox thrusts up into my pussy, and the second he pulls out a little, Tris thrusts forward.
“Oh my God. Oh my God,” I chant as they embark on a rhythm that makes my head spin and my body sing.
I’m so fucking full of them, almost too full, but at the same time, it’s nowhere near enough.
“Yes,” I cry as Tristan wraps his fist around the length of my hair and pulls me up from Knox’s chest, changing the angle and making it even better.
“Holy shit,” I gasp. “This is—”
“Heaven, baby girl,” Tristan forces out before crashing his lips to mine in a wet and dirty kiss that only makes me fly higher.
A loud groan rips from my throat when Knox presses his thumb to my clit.
“Don’t you dare swallow her scream when she falls for us, asshole,” Knox warns Tristan as my release surges forward.
“Nah, she’s going to scream our names so loud the rest of the building will hear her, isn’t that right, baby girl?” he growls, his lips brushing over my ear.
“Yes. Yes.”
They up their pace, sensing that I need that little more, and with only three more thrusts from each of them, I throw myself over the edge, free-falling for long, blissful minutes as they drag every single ounce of pleasure out of me.
