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The kiss deepened but the intensity never wavered. The kiss was not some practiced routine but a frantic outburst of actions from two people taking what they needed from each other. And I needed him right now.
I haven't forgotten what he's put me through, and his words tonight wouldn't change that either but I can punish him and take some pleasure for myself at the same time right?
I can have this moment with him as my mate like my body so desperately craved and tomorrow it would be me to flip the switch not him.
I would show him that if I'm not his one and only then he won't be mine. After all me and Stephan have a good thing going the friends with benefit's fits us well. All the pleasure with no strings attached.
That's what I plan to try to do here take my pleasure and then go back to normal nothing changing, he played me now I'm playing him.
Elijah took my nipple in his mouth through the lace of my bodysuit making me moan loudly and bringing me back out of my thoughts.
"is this important to you" he says confusing me as he fists my red lace bodysuit between his fingers.

"n-no why" I answer confused, now was hardly the time to ask about emotional attachments to my clothes.
But in an instant his hand tugged tearing my bodysuit swiftly with ease clearing any confusion I had as my naked breast became free.
He tilted his head sucking one of my nipples into his mouth using a circular motion over my sensitive bud with his tongue his cold tongue bar tantalizing me as my head thrashed back onto the mirror.
He used his other hand to rip away the rest of my bodysuit ripping the material away from me and tossing it to the floor.
I was for the first time completely naked before him and the knowledge sent me wild I wanted to cover myself up and at the same time I wanted to open my legs wider for him. I wanted him. I needed him.
He was still completely dressed from the waist down so I reached out my hand to undo his pants my fingers slightly grazing his erection causing him to let out a breathy groan and me to shiver at the sheer size of him.
I knew one thing for sure, this was going to hurt. A lot.
Once I'd undone his jeans I tugged them slightly bringing them to his knees as I kissed his chest and kissed his nipples loving the cold bar against my lips as I did, I gently played with the bar in my mouth and between my teeth making him grunt and fist my hair.
I used my feet the push his pants further down his legs so he could step out of them he wasted no time doing so then he kicked them to the side out his way.
My hand stroked down his chest to his boxers where his all to big manhood poked out simply being to big to stay inside.
I glazed my finger over the top of his head using his own wetness as a lubricant as I swirled my thumb over him.
Making him shiver in pleaser muttering incoherent words into my neck as he kissed me while pulling my hair with a tight fist at the root. It was rough and anything but gentle but I'd liked it, no I'd loved it.
I thought.
I lowered my hand, stroking him over his boxers teasingly, my movements were slow and I could feel him going mad with lust as he pleaded with me not to stop I cupped his balls in my hands with a light squeeze. He gripped the counter cracking the marble beneath his grip but it didn't stop either of us as he brought his hand that played with my nipple lower.
His hands stroked up and down my thigh his fingers digging in as he gripped the insides, so close to where I wanted him. "I want you" I moaned "just be-gentle" I stuttered knowing that this would hurt like a bitch.
With a low, animalistic growl, he meshed his lips against mine. His tongue shoved inside my needy mouth, past my teeth, thrusting hard. Finally. Thank you, goddess, finally.
I could taste a blend of fury and passion and heat, and it was the most decadent flavor I'd ever encountered. Intoxicating. My blood instantly sparked.
"Don't want…to hurt…you," Elijah snarled, speaking between kisses on my chest and neck. "Can't." "Hurt…" "Won't." His head tilted to the side as he deepened the kiss, he took more of my mouth, feeding a hunger that lived deep inside me.
I loved it, embraced it, embraced him. Here and now we belonged to each other. Elijah was passion, total, breath-stealing passion, and he was ferocious in the giving and taking of it. As I'd wanted. as I'd needed.
"I'm going to give you what you crave, and I swear to the goddess I will not hurt you," he said. "I want you, only you and everything you have to give. Everything." he said in voice taken over by lust.
He gripped my ass tightly and jerked my body against his, pushing the air from my lungs. Breathless, I wound my legs around his waist. He lifted me down off the counter and backed me into a wall. Cool tile dug into my bare back, but I didn't care.
Wildness had never been a part of my life. It merely consisted of home, school, home, school, really. How things have changed now, I'd gone and gotten myself involved with two hunky men.
There were times I'd been starved for touch. Any touch. This was more than I'd ever dreamed, my mate was giving me the tantalizing touch I'd desired.
Elijah's erection pressed between my open thighs, not entering, not yet, but hard and hot through his boxers, hitting me exactly where I needed it most.
A moan burst from me. I gripped him, claws digging into his chest. His nipples were so hard, they abraded my skin the cold bar leaving goosebumps over my soft flesh. " you feel so good" he said, palming one of my breasts.
Elijah's touch wasn't gentle, but it wasn't rough, either, offering the perfect balance of pleasure and pain.
He shook, as if he were holding himself together by a single strand of control. "Yes" I whimpered. Yes. My stomach quivered, shooting jolts of blissful, melting heat through the rest of my body.
Over and over I arched forwards, backwards, forwards, rubbing against Elijah's long, thick shaft, desperately trying to cause some friction to state my pleasure.
I'd never been so wet. I 'd never felt so needy, achy. Never wanted to drown, to die, to live, to fly all at the same time. but I did now, I wanted it all with him.
Elijah bit at my chin, down my neck. "Told you. Want you. Only you." he softly whispered between kissing and nipping at my neck. The nips stung, but he licked at each twinge until it became sensitized, further kindling my desires.
He pinched my nipples again, fingers a little rougher than his teeth had been.
There was a rumbling growl in Elijah's chest, a sound of primal urges that mirrored my own.
Icy air kissed my bare skin. Rather than wrapping me in his arms, warming me, Elijah pulled back and looked at me.

He just looked, up and down, slowly, lingering, savoring. Somehow his gaze was hotter than a touch, obstructing the cold. When he peered at me like that, I felt like a goddess. A siren. A queen. His one and only. "Beautiful," Elijah beamed. "So beautiful." His hands followed the same path his eyes had taken. He touched my entire body, leaving no place unexplored. "Yours." the word left me in a guttural groan.
"Mine." he confirmed back to me. He licked and sucked my collarbone, leaving a sizzling trail. "You are the most perfect thing I have ever beheld." Elijah cupped each of my breasts again. "Perfect pink nipples made for my mouth." he said voice deep with arousal.
"Taste them." I begged. He laved one nipple, that wicked tongue flicking back and forth, then turned his attention to the other. Then he backed me to the center of the room and dropped to his knees.
My eyes closed in absolute surrender. I imagined amazing things happened when this man got on his knees. Decadent things. One of his hands snaked around my middle, hugging me close.
And as he continued to lave me, he caressed my thighs with his free hand. 'Touch there…right there… Oh!' Tink screamed in my head.
Every time his fingers brushed my clitoris, they darted away before exploring fully. Frustrated, I almost fell. He held me up however, his teeth grazing my flesh so wickedly.
"Need more," I told him in a plea. "Soon." he said in a strained voice. "Elijah" I said, desperate.
I'm sure If he'd just sink a finger inside me, I'd come instantly. More than I wanted to come, however, I wanted, no needed to explore him, all of him.
"Touch you, too." I said not making much sense as my brain turned to mush, I was panting, barely able to get the words out. He was on his feet before I could blink, staring down at me with his eyes on fire, a collage of red, black and deep hypnotic brown.
Without a word, Elijah swooped me up, he opens the other door out of the bathroom that leads to the master bedroom in the cabin.
he shut the door behind us with his foot and walked deeper into the room tossing me onto the bed. Cool silk slid over my heated skin. And then he was on top of me, pinning me down.
His weight was surprisingly luscious and more sensual than I could ever have anticipated. Golden light bathed him, creating a halo. He really was an angel just then. My angel.
My savior, my mate and my lover. At least for tonight. "Take off your boxers," I commanded with a new found confidence and dominance.
Elijah's bare chest burned me deliciously, and I could hardly wait to feel his bare legs…his hard, swollen penis, nothing in the way.
But he didn't comply. Shivering, I reached for his waistband to push at his boxers. He shook his head, stilling me.
"When they come off, I'll be inside you." he stated matter of factly, his voice was low, gravelly.
"Good. I want you inside me."I pleaded on a desperate needy moan.
"Not done tasting." He said as he eased off me a little and trailed a finger down the planes of my stomach.
Oh God. "Yes, taste more. I want… I need…" More of everything. If he wouldn't let me remove the boxers, I'd work around them.
I worked my hand underneath, gripping him. Elijah hissed in a breath, a rumbled growl leaving his lips. His eyes closed briefly. "Trinity" he moaned silently begging me for more.
He was so big, I couldn't close my fingers around him. Thick, full, amazing. As I skimmed my hand up and down, up and down—he finally, finally worked a finger inside of me as his head fell back.

I gasped loudly at the heady sensation. He stilled. "Good?" he questioned concern evident in his voice as sweat beaded in his forehead.
"Good," I said on a moan back to him. Propelling back into motion, Elijah pumped his finger in and out. Slowly at first then faster and faster. I arched into the inward glide, loving the stretch, trying to tighten my muscles and hold him deep.
"More?" he asked me.
"More," I breathed. A second finger thrust inside, stretching me farther with a slight sting. My knees squeezed his thighs, surrendering to his every whim.
My gaze met his. Sweat beaded on his face and tension bracketed his mouth. "Hot," he said breathlessly. "Wet." he added with a wicked smirk.
"Big," I said, squeezing him. "Hard." I said back to him matching his tone with a smirk.
"All yours" he promised me. "Mine" I agreed. I want him forever. Now and always, wait no that wasn't right I want him now and only now.
"More." He slammed a third finger inside me and there was a slight burn. I loved it, loved the sensation of being filled by him. "Mine," he said. His cock surged and jumped in my hand.
"Ready, Tinkerbelle?" he asked in a desperate voice. "Yes. Oh, yes. So ready." More than ready. Never had I wanted anything so intensely. It was something I gladly would have given my life to experience just once with my mate.
"Yes. Please." I kneaded his back, scratched at his skin with my claws cutting the skin as he shoved his boxers to his ankles and kicked them off. No underwear. He was finally, totally, blessedly nude, matching myself.
"Look at me." he demanded. I did, our gazes as tangled as our bodies. The hard tip of Elijahs penis pressed between my legs, but didn't fully enter.
I arched my hips, trying to urge him on. But he didn't move any deeper. Despite his claim that he'd be inside me the moment his clothes were shed, he resisted.
"Need a moment…to get wolf…under control," he bit out. "Don't want to leave. Don't want to walk away. But the urges…" he muttered through clenched teeth clearly having an internal battle with his wolf.
"Mmm, urges. Yes." I moaned too lost too the pleasure.
"No. Dark. Violent. Hard" he said shaking his head.
"I'm not scared." I said in a begging voice not wanting him to stop and it was true I wasn't scared, no, I was excited, willing to take him and his wolf they are one and I want both.
He was a part of him as much as Tink was apart of me, so I'd love him too. "Should be scared" he panted, The sweat that had beaded on his temples dripped onto my cheek, the frosty air doing nothing to cool him down.
"want it to be special, gentle for you, not like this" he strained.
I met his gaze again, all the love I felt for him shining bright, I realized then there was no denying the love I harbored for this punky alpha I wouldn't say I was in love with him but I couldn't say I didn't love him.
I didn't try to hide it, couldn't. "I don't want to wait anymore." I said trying to calm and reassure him.
"Must" he said back to me still unconvinced he would be able to keep his wolf back.
I drew up my knees, trying to urge him forward, but he braced a palm on the headboard, refusing to budge. Arrr! I didn't want him to fear hurting me. "Pound. Bite, I don't care." I almost screamed.
"No. Not with you." he remained still not moving as he hovered over me.
"Pound me. Bite me. I won't break." I repeated, now desperate for his touch, a hunger only he could sate taking control of my body.
"I won't hurt you." Elijah shook his head, refusing to look at me. "Won't hurt you. Promised." he said his whole body tense as he was about to move away.
It was now or never I had to make him lose control. Prove to him that he can't hurt me, no matter what he does. Yes, I thought, cupping his jaw and forcing him to peer down at me with his beautiful eyes.
If Elijah held back this time, if he continued to fear the things he wanted to do to me, he'd eventually stop touching me altogether. He'd leave me.
"Give me all you've got. Just do it now," I demanded him on a moan, once more trying to slide myself down on his thick length. "I'm so wet, I'm already in pain." I pleaded.
His shallow pants filled my ears and the room. "Just a few more minutes. I'm just going to hold you, then I have to leave." he said defeated.
No, not okay. I traced my fingertips down his back, loving the feel of velvet poured over electrified steel as tingles danced around and over us.
His tattoos looked so real, I'd expected them to be raised and bite at my fingers as I trailed them down him, but they didn't. It was smooth and warm, all of him was utterly perfect.
"If you won't take me…" I tried to appear innocent as I massaged his butt. The muscles contracted on contact and he tried to move away. "I'll take you." I breathed into his ear sensually.
Without another warning, I tightened my grip and jerked at the same moment as I arched forward. Elijah's arm bent and he slammed inside me. Ouch.
A cry spilled from my lips, pained and blissful all at once. Elijah's control shattered. He roared, loud and long, pulling back and slamming forward over and over again. I gasped, feeling him so deeply I'd never again be able to think of myself as simply Trinity Elizabeth .
I was now Elijah's woman, his mate, his Luna. God no, no I wasn't my head was crumbling as he bit the cord of my neck and I trembled.
Back Elijah continued to slide, forward he continued to slam. The entire bed shook, metal legs screeching against the floor. He gripped one of my knees, anchoring it on the curve of his arm, spreading my legs farther apart and giving him deeper penetration.
The sting soared through me, a painful stretch but it burned so God dam good.
"I'm sorry," he chanted. "I'm sorry." he repeated shaking his head as sweat dripped from him onto me.
"Don't be. Yes, yes!" i cried. Elijah's tempo increased and his thrusts became harder. "Trinity" he panted. "Trinity" the growled his mouth falled ajar.
I was on fire, burning from the inside out. My pulse points hammered in tune with his strokes. Back and forth my head thrashed as I became mindless to anything except the pleasure.
Elijah pinched my nipples and that made me hotter. He scraped his teeth over my throat and that made me wetter. He squeezed my thighs tightly and that made me needier.
"Sorry," he said again. "So sorry. Wanted to be gentle." his words sounded broken.
"Love it hard. Want harder." I yelled letting my claws sink into his skin and draw blood. Gentle could come later, after my need had been sated. After he realized I could—and quite happily, take anything he had to give.
"Close. So close." I moan breathlessly. Almost there. Just needed… He tangled his hand in my hair and jerked my face to his, thrusting his tongue inside my mouth.
His decadent taste flooded me, a drug, a shot of heroin. In that instant, I erupted. Burst. Flames of ecstasy consumed me. My entire body shuddered and wept. A scream was ripped from me probably heard by the whole house.
as white light and shadows flashed through my mind. I was dying slowly, dying quickly. Just… dying. Flying to heaven. "Trinity" Elijah shouted as he, too, erupted.
Hot seed spurted inside me, pulsing deep…so deep… His muscles tensed. "Mine." He bit down on my neck again as if he couldn't help himself, though it wasn't enough to break through all the skin and Mark me claiming me as his but this time, he drew blood.
It should have hurt, did hurt, so good, so good—that it made me come again. I trembled and arched against Elijah, crying out with the heady bliss of it.
Never would i have thought pleasure and pain could mix so potently. Never would I have thought one could trigger the other. But they did. And I was glad.
Elijah collapsed on top of me, again panting, "Sorry. So sorry. Didn't mean-" he said clearly distraught with himself before I interrupted him saying "No sorries. I'm glad."
Satisfaction hummed through me as I accepted his weight. Satisfaction and true happiness. "Always want it this way." I say before kissing his neck.
Elijah rolled to his back, taking me with him. Boneless, I lay on his chest. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me, smoothing his hands down my back. "You would have liked gentle better. Especially for your first time." he said still punishing himself in his head.
Slowly I smiled. "I doubt it, but I'm willing to let you try and convince me." I say cheekily with a smirk. Amazement flickered in his eyes a split second before he had me straddling his waist. "That will be my pleasure littlepup" he said staring into my eyes with making me shiver.
Elijahs POV
never in all my life had I been so sated. Mentally and physically. Three times I'd made love to Trinity and now she was sleeping next to me, tucked into my side, breath traipsing over my ribs making me shiver.
After hard and fast which I still could not forgive myself for, we then had slow and tender, only for her claim she needed a reminder of what hard and fast was like before deciding which she liked better.
I have no idea how long we'd been away from everyone and I'm sure they're all looking for the birthday girl but I didn't care right now she was mine and mine alone.
I'd been shocked, awed and humbled by her actions and her sheer lust towards me, because I'd shown her the worst, my wolf out of control in a frenzy, but she didn't run screaming. Hadn't cried. No, she asked for more. And I happily gave it to her.
I grin to myself at the memory. A true, unrestrained grin, When my wolf Jay had demanded I mark her, I'd been helpless to do anything but obey. So I had bitten her making her bleed, though it wasn't deep enough to mark her the way my wolf so desperately craved and I craved it along with him.
Yet everything virtuous inside of me had screamed in protest, ashamed.
But trinity had liked it, she really had not minded, she actually bit me in response. And now I felt free. I did not have to fear my reactions with her.
She is everything I never knew I needed, everything I could never live without now I knew the way her body fit mine and the way it craved me as desperately as I craved her.
Slowly I traced a fingertip over her spine. She murmured in her sleep and burrowed deeper against me. Her breast pressed against my underarm, enveloping me with heat. What a treasure she was.
I let myself relax next to her hugging her closer into my body and let myself fall asleep to her sated breathing and tantalizing scent.
Trinity POV
When I wake up to hearing people shouting my name asking where I am I felt like I'd sleep for hours but from the light still seeping in through the windows I doubt it had been so long.
I was still naked cuddled up to an equally as naked Elijah who had also just woke up to the shouting in the corridor.
He smiles at me, a genuine smile showing his pearly white teeth making my heart clench. He placed a soft, gentle and nonlingering kiss on my lips but that wasn't enough for me as I pulled his head back with my hand on the back of his neck kissing him again.

The shouting doesn't stop and its apparent we can't hide away in here any longer. We sit up in the bed waking ourselves up before we get ready. But what on earth am I going to wear.

I'd come in here only wearing my bodysuit which was now torn to pieces and Elijah hadn't been wearing a shirt when he came in.
He seemed to notice my dilemma as he pulls on his pants and laughs at me clutching the duvet.
Elijah walks over to me and kisses my forehead brushing the hair behind my ear "wait here a sec, I'll grab you one of my shirts littlepup" he says smirking walking towards the door.
When he comes back he places a grey t shirt and a white pair of his boxers on the bed "quick I think they're gonna send a search party if they don't find you soon" he said smiling at me.
I pulled the top which smelt sweetly of him over my naked chest, then pulled the boxers on too though they nearly fell right back down I had to use the bobble on my wrist to secure them.
I gave one last look over my shoulder at Elijah who seemed to be checking me out wearing his clothes. I opened the door and walked down the corridor where I could hear Danielle shouting for me, I ignore the calls and sneak back into my room to attempt to get ready again.