Page 63 of Shattered Trinket

“Every day since I walked into your hospital room has been a battle of wills for me to hold myself back. You have triggered every alpha instinct in me from the very first time you looked at me from the head of your hospital bed with terrified eyes. You’re the most beautiful woman with the purest soul, and nothing could ever change how I see you. No matter what, I’m always going to want you, Firefly. You chose me, so now I’m choosing you. Scars and all. Understood?”

Maybe he and I will get along just fine after all.

I groan when her overpowering scent spikes as I’m breathing her in, my cock hardening even more against her backside.

“Okay,” she whispers, her breath hitching.

“May I?” Micah asks her, his hands on the bottom of her shirt, and when she nods, he gently drags it up.

Cozy shifts her position, sitting slightly forward and extending her arms upwards, keeping her gaze locked on Micah until her shirt is fully removed. A rush of desire courses through me when I see she doesn’t have a bra on, causing my fingers to twitch to reach around and pluck at her pretty pink nipples as I glide them up her sides and explore the curves of her back, delicately tracing the jagged lines on her skin. When Micah traces the scars along her arms and across her chest and belly, she trembles in my hold, the memories of pain etched into her skin. As he leans forward, his gaze never leaving her, he tenderly kisses each mark, causing her nails to dig into my leg and a gasp to escape her.

“Mine,” he growls as he breathes in her scent while he aims to kiss every single scar marring her creamy skin.

“Oh,” Cozy gasps, her hand coming up to slot through Micah’s hair, clenching the strands in her fist as her chest rises and falls quickly, her breaths panting out of her with every kiss.

One of my arms bands around her chest and I run my free hand down her belly, tugging on the band of her shorts when I reach them. Looking over her shoulder, I notice how soaked the center is when Micah moves to kiss the scars on her side, and I can’t resist cupping her and rubbing my finger over the middle of the wet fabric. The tip of my finger presses against her clit, rubbing in circles, and she arches into me with a moan that has my cock twitching.

Micah helps to shed her shorts, dragging them down over her hips and legs before tossing them behind him, and a groan leaves us both when we realize she didn’t have any panties on either, and now her scent only seems to get even stronger with the soaked fabric gone. Her pussy shines with slick in the lowlight as it drips out of her, and all I want is to lie back and make her sit on my face.

She tries to close her legs in embarrassment, her skin flushing even more as she nibbles on her bottom lip nervously. Before I can push them back apart and tell her not to hide from us, Micah takes the initiative, surprising me and earning a bit of my respect. He gently pries her legs apart, looking directly into her eyes as he does.

“Don’t hide yourself from us, Pretty Girl. There’s nothing here to feel self-conscious about.”

His words are gentle, but firm, and the minute she relaxes back into my hold, giving him the access he’s aiming for, he slots himself between her legs. Throwing her legs over his shoulders, he keeps his eyes on hers as he leans his face down and swipes his tongue through her glistening lips, making her tremble and cry out. My nostrils flare as I watch him lick her pretty pussy like it’s his last meal, any jealousy or lingering doubts I may have had when we first got here evaporating. The sounds she makes as he feasts on her have my cock throbbing against her, pre-cum leaking from the tip and smearing against her ass, which only seems to drive me even more out of my mind.

“Micah,” she moans, fisting his hair in her hands, and he growls against her.

She jolts at the sensation before another long, breathy moan escapes her as her head falls back against my chest. Her eyes are glazed over as she stares up at me, lips parted while little whimpers and her heavy breathing escalates. I pinch her nipple between my fingers, giving it a gentle tug, and her back arches, legs squeezing Micah’s head tight. He doesn’t complain though, and when she comes, her eyes are wide and unseeing, her body shaking as he sucks on her clit to extend her release. Her legs fall open after he’s wrung out every drop from her, releasing Micah,and he licks his lips and stares with eyes full of desire before he tenderly kisses her thigh.

“Delicious. Just like I knew you’d be,” he murmurs against her before sitting up and she bites her lip to hide an embarrassed smile.

I recline and twist my body until I’m wrapped around her, leaving room for him to snuggle up against her chest. As a gesture of peace, he joins us, and I can feel the tension dissipate as she becomes more at ease in his presence. I lock eyes with him over her head, exchanging a respectful nod, and he reciprocates.

After several minutes of cuddling and Micah kissing her until she’s breathless, Cozy becomes restless between us.

“I need… I need…” Cozy whines, the sound screaming at my baser instincts to fix whatever’s wrong as she claws at Micah’s arms, rubbing back against my rigid length unconsciously.

“Tell us what you need, baby. We’ve got you,” I murmur in her ear, nipping the lobe and watching her eyes close as she shudders in my hold.

“I need you,” she cries, tears filling her eyes as she leans back against my chest and looks up at me. “Please, Alpha. Hurts.”

The pout on her lips makes me want to bite them, but instead, a pleased purr rattles in my chest at her vocally telling me what she needs, even if she wasn’t specific. I want nothing more than to hear her say it, though, to hear her use those dirty words that I know will make her flush, so I push a little.

“Where do you need me? I want to hear you say it. Wanna see those pretty lips tell me exactly what you want and where you want it. Talk dirty to me, baby,” I purr out, rubbing my lips against hers with a smirk.

She makes a sound in the back of her throat, her eyes flashing back at me. Her skin flushes a deep shade of red and her pretty pink nipples tighten into needy little points that make my mouth water as I turn her on her back and bend down to suck onebetween my teeth. She cries out, her hands coming up to clutch my head as I run my tongue over the puckered tip before rolling it between my teeth gently.

“I need…” she trails off, looking at me with unsure eyes, and I gaze back at her encouragingly as I wrap my lips around her nipple and suck hard, making her gasp.

She glances over at Micah shyly, and he grins at her, leaning forward and sucking her other nipple between his lips with a wink at me.

Seems we both want to hear her talk dirty.

She groans, both from exasperation and pleasure as we continue to lick and suck on her nipples, and my heavy sac tightens, my cockhead leaking pre-cum in anticipation of being wrapped up in her slick, tight cunt. When she looks back at me, determination shines in her cornflower blue eyes, and I wait with bated breath to see if she’ll do it.

“I need your c-cock in my-in my p-pussy, Jeremiah. P-please,” she finally stutters out, and I groan, letting go of her nipple with an audible pop.

Micah gives her one last lick before moving back slightly, and my eyes become hooded as I stare down at the woman of my dreams.