Marco moved, releasing her leg, and Damon braced his elbows on either side of her. Tasha ran her hands through his hair and stroked his shoulders.
“You feel good inside me. I wasn’t expecting to like it this much.”
Damon’s gaze was molten gold. “It’s never been like this for me either. It’s never felt so important.”
Tasha looked over Damon’s shoulder at Marco, who’d returned to the bed holding condoms and lube.
She looked between them. “You’re going to fuck Damon?”
“Yes. I’m going to fuck him while he fucks you. Then we’ll switch. Then we’ll both fuck you.”
Tasha shuddered in arousal, but Damon looked nervous.
“Are you okay?” she asked him.
“Yes.” He dropped his head to her shoulder. “I guess I’m not going to be a virgin anymore either,” he muttered.
Tasha kissed his shoulder, cradling his hips as he rocked gently inside of her. She watched as Marco put on a condom and then a glove before opening the lube.
Damon stilled above her. Taking his face in her hands, Tasha kissed him. She knew the moment Marco’s fingers entered his ass by the way he flinched. A moment later, he was moaning into her mouth. Another flinch and he ripped his lips away from hers. His teeth closed over her shoulder.
Tasha gasped, clinging to Damon.
“I’m sorry,” he murmured.
“Don’t be. I like it.”
“Are you ready?” Marco ran his hands over Damon’s back.
“Yes,” he growled.
Tasha lifted her head to watch as Marco pressed his cock into Damon. Once he was seated, they were still, joined in a way Tasha had never expected. She could feel Damon’s cock twitching inside her.
It felt amazing—kinky and decadent while at the same time safe. She sank into the feeling, reveling in it, but soon that wasn’t enough. She wiggled her hips, but
though Damon kept his weight off her, there was no way Tasha could move their combined mass.
“Move,” she begged.
As if that was what they’d been waiting for, the men shifted. Marco withdrew and then Damon did the same—fucking himself back onto Marco’s cock. When Tasha realized that in order to thrust into her Damon had to fuck himself on Marco, her arousal spiked. There was something delicious about making Damon, who was so controlled and dominant, helpless.
From the look on Marco’s face, she could tell he felt the same.
Damon found his rhythm, and soon Tasha couldn’t think about anything else but his cock sliding into her. She was owned, loved, and yet she also possessed them. She also loved them.
The second orgasm built slowly, curling in her belly like a snake. She clawed at Damon’s back, demanding he fuck her, demanding Marco fuck Damon harder, wanting to feel the combined force of their bodies.
“I’m going to come,” Damon growled against her shoulder. He turned his head, capturing her mouth in a brutal kiss as he slammed into her and held the position. Tasha was close, teetering on the edge. She was about to beg Damon to keep going when Marco started to move.
He slammed into Damon, the force of it grinding Damon’s hips against her. Tasha screamed as friction on her clit sent her over the edge. She returned Damon’s brutal kiss as the orgasm ripped through her.
Marco’s teeth were gritted as he fucked Damon’s ass until he too came.
They collapsed in a sweaty, panting tangle, one man on each side of her.
“I love you.” Tasha closed her eyes. She hadn’t meant to say it—she wasn’t even sure it was true. But this swelling feeling inside her needed a name, and love was her best guess.
“I love you too, beautiful.” Marco kissed her gently.
Damon’s fingers were on her chin, turning her from Marco’s kiss so that he could have her lips. “I love you, baby.”
They lay that way for a long time, silent and content.
*****
“We need a plan.” Tasha picked a chocolate-covered strawberry off the plate and bit into it.
“I have a plan. That’s why you’re wearing a plug.” Damon licked the strawberry juice from her lips.
She shifted, leaning against him. The plug they’d used to tease her before dinner was firmly embedded in her ass. It was hardly her first time wearing one, but it was the first time it had made her this aroused.
Though she was lounging in a white silk robe—found in the bridal lingerie section—she might as well have been naked. Damon kept slipping his hand under the fabric to play with her nipples. Rather than making her feel like an object, it made her feel wanton. If Damon’s semi-erect penis was any indication, he too was riding a low level of arousal.
“If you were a good husband you’d be more accepting of a nice ass fucking,” Marco said as he popped open the second bottle of champagne.
“I’m more than happy to fuck both of you that way.”
Tasha’s lips twitched. “You’re a bit of a prude,” she teased him.
“That’s hardly true. If we used the legal standard of a reasonable person—”
“No legal standards. Spare me.” Marco poured the champagne.
“By a reasonable person’s standards,” Damon said loudly, “regularly participating in orgies, going to sex clubs and marrying both a man and a woman, at the same time, is hardly prudish.”
“Therefore you’re allowed to say you’ll only do the fucking and not get fucked?” Marco handed Tasha a glass and winked.
“You’re damned right,” Damon muttered.
Tasha lost the battle to hold back her laughter.
Marco sat on her other side and pulled one of her feet onto his lap.
She cuddled against them. It was hard to decide what she wanted more—to continue the sweet intimacy they’d shared while dining on room service, or for them to return to the bedroom to continue learning how they fit together. The plug was the preparation for what was coming next—Tasha couldn’t wait to be between them, their big hard bodies surrounding hers as she took one man in her pussy and the other in her ass. Once the thought had scared her—not so much the physical act, but what it would mean. Now it was almost all she could think about. It was unbearably sweet that they’d planned it all out and had a plug ready to help prepare her for the double penetration. Tasha wasn’t entirely sure a normal woman would think being made to wear a butt plug was sweet, but for her it was.
Tasha rubbed her toes over the front of Marco’s pants. His cock stiffed under the sole of her foot.
“Shall we go to the bedroom?” she whispered. Damon’s hand tightened on her breast and Tasha moaned.
“I like that plan,” Damon said.
“Come on, husband, wife.” Marco rose and then held out his hands to pull them to their feet.
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Epilogue
Harrison leaned back and sighed heavily, awaiting the inevitable meeting. He’d sat in the Grand Master’s chair for nearly a decade, inheriting the prominent position from his father. The Trinity Masters was more than a club to him.
More than a way of life. It was in his blood. The strictures and philosophies of the secret society were his religion. He believed in them, trusted that what the founding fathers had put in place two centuries earlier was as vital to the success of the country as The Constitution. The members had a responsibility to use their intelligence, their drive, their talents—even their fortunes—for good and progress. It was—in fact—their God-given duty.
For two hundred years, his family had preserved the society, protected their values,
kept the organization safe and strong. And now, he was failing them all.
Someone not within the Trinity Masters had uncovered their existence. Given the blackmail video made of Marco and Damon, it was clear their motives weren’t good. Exposure would bring the downfall of the society, reveal members’ identities,
destroy them.
Harrison had excused Tasha from the task of hunting down their enemy, despite the fact she was perhaps their best weapon. He refused to pull the young woman back into a life she’d never chosen. She was only beginning to find herself—the true
Tasha—with her husbands. Harrison enjoyed watching her come into her own. He wouldn’t take that from her…not even for the Trinity Masters.
So it fell to him.
He needed to find the villain on his own and bring him down. And he needed to do it quickly and quietly—without alerting the membership.
Unfortunately, he was facing another problem, one of his own making.
Michael and Price were on their way. Though he stood as the controlling force behind the secret society, no leader stands alone. Michael and Price were his conscience, his sounding boards. Sometimes they were his voice of reason.
Today, however, they weren’t coming to guide him, but to issue an ultimatum.
Not even the Grand Master was exempt from the Trinity Masters’ laws. And though he’d put this moment off as long as he could, time had finally run out.
Harrison needed to choose his mates and marry.
The next triad he formed would be his own.
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Want to know more about Damon, Marco and Tasha?
Look for “
After Burn
” a free Trinity Masters short story, coming December 2013 from Lila Dubois and Mari Carr
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About the Authors
Lila Dubois is a tech writer by day and a romance writer by night. She's living her own version of a romance novel with her Irish Farm Boy, whom she imported to Los Angeles. Having spent extensive time in France, Egypt, Turkey, Ireland and England, Lila speaks five languages, none of them— including English— fluently. You can visit her on the web at
www.liladubois.net
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Writing a book was number one on Mari Carr’s bucket list and on her thirty-fourth birthday, she set out to see that goal achieved. Now her computer is jammed full of stories— novels, novellas, short stories and dead-ends. A
New York Times
and
USA TODAY
bestseller as well as winner of the Passionate Plume, Mari found time for writing by squeezing it into the hours between 3 a.m. and daybreak when her family is asleep and the house is quiet. You can visit Mari’s website at www.maricarr.com. She is also on
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She blogs at
International Heat
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More titles from Lila Dubois
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A is for... (BDSM Checklist Book One)
The Shadow and the Night (Glenncailty Castle Book Four)
Carnal Magic (The Wraith Accords Book
One)
Now Available:
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Elemental Pleasure
Primal Passion
Scorching Desire
Undone Lovers (BDSM)
Undone Rebel
Undone Dom
Undone Diva
Standalone BDSM
Betrayed by Love
Red Ribbon
Monsters in Hollywood
(paranormal)
Lights, Camera... Monsters
My Fair Monster
Gone with the Monster
Have Monster, Will Travel
A Monster and a Gentleman
The Last of the Monsters
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The Irish Lover (free read)
The Fire and the Earth
Zinahs
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Forbidden
Savage
Bo
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Calling the Wild
Kitsune
Savage Satisfaction
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