Smoke Bomb (Smoke Series Book 3)

HUCK

Breaking this damn mustang in ninety-degree weather was fucking hell. I wiped my forehead with my arm and cursed, walking back toward the stables. Why the fuck did Blaise want a freaking mustang anyway? We were in the thoroughbred business.

Maddy was walking out of the stables when I reached the entrance. She shielded her eyes from the sun and looked up at me.

“You look like you’ve had fun,” she said sarcastically.

“Fucking blast,” I replied.

She laughed. “I saw a little of it. There is no way I’d get on a horse like that.”

She was getting better on the back of a horse, but she had her favorites that she trusted. Blaise had given up on trying to get her to ride any of the others.

“I enjoyed having Trinity at the house. Anytime she wants a change of scenery, send her my way,” Maddy said. “Cree has asked for her twice today.”

I nodded. “Okay.” I didn’t want to talk about Trinity. I was currently coming up with shit to do just to stay away from her.

“Be nice to her. She didn’t tell me much, but, well, she has gone through some bad stuff. I don’t know details, but I … ” She paused, and I could see her struggling with something. “Please don’t tell her I told you this and don’t mention it to anyone else. But when I went out to the shed to take her a towel, she was curled up in a ball on the floor … rocking … and I don’t think she was there mentally. It was as if she were someplace else. I don’t know how to explain it, but it was heartbreaking. She’s been damaged in the past. Go easy on her.”

What the fuck? I stood there, trying to picture what Maddy had described and I couldn’t.

Maddy patted my arm. “Hayes would have wanted her taken care of. Don’t hold things against her. Whatever she’s done, she probably had to.” She gave me one last smile, then headed for her car.

I didn’t move while I attempted to wrap my head around this. When I finally moved again, I didn’t go into the stables. I headed for the Escalade. Guess I’d be going back for the fight after all.

There was shit Trinity hadn’t told me. Maddy wasn’t one to exaggerate. She also didn’t make shit up.

What the fuck had Trinity left out?

For the first time since I had opened my eyes this morning and shut down where Trinity was concerned, I let myself think about her. I’d reached for her before fully waking up, and the pang of disappointment when I realized she was gone bothered me. I shouldn’t have felt anything. It felt too much like an attachment. By the time I had made my way upstairs, I’d managed to get control of my head. There would be no thinking about Trinity.

Walking into the kitchen and seeing the ridiculous amount of food on the island had helped. If Trinity had emotional attachments to me after my taking her virginity, then she’d have tried to please me. She hadn’t. She’d made the food the others wanted. I should have been relieved. No, I had been relieved. She wasn’t acting like a clingy female over a night of hot sex.

Dammit all to hell. My fucking cock began to harden, thinking about it. Jesus, her ass was what poetry was written about. I needed some more to get her out of my system. The sex was too damn good to get over it after one night. I just needed to make sure she didn’t get it confused with anything more.

I’d managed not to think about this or Trinity for most of the day. Maddy had blown that to shit with what she told me. Why the fuck hadn’t she told me sooner? If Trinity had been rocking on the damn floor, then she had trauma. Mental shit, and me fucking the hell out of her wasn’t going to end well. If I’d known this before yesterday, then I wouldn’t have fucked her. The idea of missing out on that though seemed downright tragic.

Fact remained that Trinity had some crap going on in her head, and now, I’d gone and fucked her. I wasn’t sure how I could fix this. Going home and carrying her to my room to fuck her all night was definitely not what she needed.

“FUCK!” I slammed my hand down on the steering wheel.

Why did the hottest fuck I’d ever had have to come with all these complications?

I pulled past the security gate, and the cars outside were lined up. More than usual. I pulled into the garage and headed inside to go find Trinity and ask her what the hell had happened in the shed. Well, maybe not like that exactly. I’d need to be gentler and not shove my dick in her.

What if she was fatal attraction mental? What the fuck would I do with that? I didn’t know what kind of screwed up she was. I had gone and taken her damn virginity, and she might snap on me. I thought about her tits while she had gotten off on my cock last night and the way she had sounded. Maybe I could live with fatal attraction. If I got more of that.

I might be the one who was mental.

The house was loud when I walked in the back door. It wasn’t time for the fight yet, but everyone had gotten here early. I needed to go wash the dirt and sweat off my body and change before I looked for Trinity. A few people called out to me, and I nodded but kept walking. I smelled like a horse.

Stepping into the kitchen, I scanned it for Trinity, but she wasn’t in there. Her food was though. She’d gone all out. Gage was probably fucking thrilled. I started to head to the stairs when I paused and noticed the pool was all lit up and people were outside too. I hadn’t known the guys were making it a pool party.

Levi walked by with two drinks in his hands, and I started to turn until I saw him stop. Her back was to me, but I knew that hair. Even if I couldn’t see much else since she was sitting on the side of the pool. My eyes fell to her waist, then the flare of her hips.

Motherfucker.

Stalking to the door, I shoved it open. Levi leaned closer to say something to her, and she laughed. Swear to God, she laughed. First Trev and now Levi making her fucking laugh. I was almost to them when Gage stepped in front of me, blocking my way.

“Move, or this is gonna get ugly,” I said through clenched teeth.

“She worked her ass off all day. I told her to go get on a bathing suit and come have some fun,” Gage said, not backing down.

“Did you tell Levi to fucking drool all over her?” I snarled, not taking my eyes off the two of them.

“No. Levi is pretending. You know, like you did with her. To keep the others off. Don’t see the problem here.”

My hands fisted at my sides. “Because every horny bastard here is looking at her in that fucking bikini.”

Gage held up his hands. “So? She’s hot. They’re not touching her.”

My gaze swung to his, and I took a step toward him. Motherfucker raised his eyebrows and didn’t move. We both knew which one of us was the most dangerous. His crazy ass. The ones who didn’t fear death were the ones who feared nothing.

“She’s mine.” The words came out of my mouth before I could stop them.

“Really? Since when? This morning, you acted like you barely knew her.”

He was pushing me, and the son of a bitch was doing it on purpose.

“Gage,” I warned, “this is not your business.”

He took a step closer to me, bumping his chest against mine. “What if I want to make it my business?”

“Huck?”

Trinity’s voice was the only thing that stopped me from taking the first swing. My blood was boiling, and I’d never once wanted to hurt Gage. Until now.

I swung my gaze to her. She was wearing a hot-pink bikini that covered fucking nothing. I hadn’t even seen the back with her standing up yet, but I already knew that sweet ass was on display. Gina and her slutty-ass swimsuits.

“Go to my room,” I barked at her.

She stiffened, and I pointed toward the door.

“Go on back and drink your cocktail, sweetheart,” Gage said, walking over to her.

“If you touch her, I swear to God,” I growled.

Gage grinned at me. “You sound jealous, Huck. You’ve always shared with us. Right, Levi?”

Levi didn’t say a word. I realized then that the entire place had gone silent. My gaze went back to Trinity. She was staring at me as if I terrified her. That wasn’t my intention, but right now, this was me barely hanging on. I couldn’t be any calmer.

“Go on back to the pool,” Gage said to her gently.

That was when I moved. I was going to fucking kill him.

“HUCK! NO!” Trinity stepped in front of Gage and put her hand on my chest. “I’ll go downstairs. But come with me.”

I looked down at her, and those big brown eyes were pleading with me silently. Mental trauma. She had mental trauma. I had planned on talking to her about it. Instead, I had lost my damn mind, and she was the one calming me down. Who looked motherfucking mental now?

I nodded my head once, and she slipped her hand into mine. Gage’s fucking smile made me want to shatter his pearly-white teeth with my fist. I glared at him. He’d gone too far.

“Please.” Trinity pulled on my arm.

I turned back to her, and she started walking. I went with her, doing my best to calm the fucking monster in my head down. Then, she stepped in front of me and opened the door. Her perfect round ass had a goddamn thong up it. I snapped. I grabbed her arm and hauled her through the kitchen and down the hall and jerked open my door. Once I had her on the stairs, I slammed the door and locked it, then pressed her back against the wall.

“Your fucking ass is completely uncovered,” I said through my teeth.

She looked pale. I needed to calm down. I was scaring her. She had trauma and shit. Fuck me, I had trauma. She’d shown her ass to every fucker out there.

“I didn’t think you’d care,” she whispered, her eyes wide.

I grabbed one of her asscheeks in my hand and squeezed. “You didn’t think I’d care if you showed those fuckers your ass?”

She shook her head, still looking completely terrified. Jesus Christ, I was losing my damn mind. I reached for her bottoms and ripped them off her. She squealed, and that only seemed to make this insanity taking over me worse. I grabbed the ties of her top and undid it, then tossed it until she was naked.

I smelled like a horse’s ass, but I didn’t care. She’d shown her body to everyone. I yanked my shirt over my head, then unbuttoned my jeans and jerked them down until my dick was free. Reaching down, I grabbed her left leg and wrapped it around my back before I plunged into her.

She cried out and arched her back. Her tight pussy squeezed my cock. I hadn’t checked to see if she was ready. My crazed need had taken over. Thankfully, she’d been ready.

“What made you so fucking wet?” I growled.

It couldn’t have been me. All I’d done was scare the shit out of her. I was going to kill whoever had been the cause of it.

“You,” she breathed.

“Liar. You’ve looked terrified of me since you saw me outside.” I shoved myself deeper, trying to mark this cunt like I owned it.

“I know. But it’s still you,” she panted.

That was not the thing to say to a crazy man.

“Are you telling me you got wet for me when I was scaring you?”

She nodded.

Fuck, she was mental. I grabbed her ass with both my hands and started fucking her. There was no taking a shower first or even getting down the stairs. I had to fill this pussy with my cum. Make sure she knew who it belonged to. Not fucking Gage or Levi.

She was moaning and clawing at my arms.

“You love my cock, don’t you?”

She nodded her head. Her eyes locked on mine.

“Listen to me,” I said as I thrust into her hard. “I took this pussy. Me. Not fucking Levi and not Gage. I did. I took it. Do you understand me?”

She nodded again. “Yes.”

“Do you want their cocks, Trinity? Is that it?”

She shook her head. “No.”

“Whose cock do you want, baby?” I asked, feeling my balls tighten as I pounded into her.

“Yours. I want yours. Please.”

“That’s right,” I cooed, leaning down to kiss her neck. “My cock. This pussy gets fucked by me. I make it feel good. I eat it, and I fuck it.”

She cried out my name and grabbed my arms.

“Come on my dick, baby,” I whispered and squeezed her ass tighter. “Be a good girl and wet my fucking dick.”

Her body convulsed against me, and she whimpered as the gush I was becoming addicted to came out in two hard squirts. As she trembled in my arms, my release began to pump out of me as I continued fucking her. My teeth sank into the soft skin of her neck, and my body jerked as I filled her with my cum.

She was limp in my arms when I finally stopped, and I sank down to the step beneath me, holding her in my arms. Her naked body pressed against me as she laid her head on my chest and sighed contentedly.

I hadn’t thought it could get better with her, but it did. Every time, I seemed to fucking come harder. What was I going to do with her? I was coming in her like a damn idiot. She wasn’t on the pill, and apparently, my dick was running the show. Not my head.

I closed my eyes and pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

“We need to get you on birth control,” I said. “Because I’m not going to be able to wear a condom with you. It’s too far gone.”

She shifted and looked up at me. “What’s too far gone?”

I wasn’t sure how to word this because, in the long run, I wasn’t the man for her. But until I could fuck her out of my system, I wasn’t letting her go. I’d figure out what her trauma was and help her or get her help.

“Best way to say this is, right now, your pussy owns me.” It wasn’t poetic or romantic, but it was the blunt truth.

A small smile tugged at her lips, and then she giggled. Hearing her and seeing the laughter in her eyes made me feel warm in my chest or some shit.

I smirked. “That’s funny?”

She nodded. “Yes.”

God, she was fucking too cute to also be the hottest piece of ass I’d ever fucked.

“Why is that?”

She sat up and draped her arms over my shoulders. “I just opened up my pussy for business yesterday, and now, you’re claiming it owns you. That’s a pretty powerful pussy.”

Hearing her talk about her fucking cunt and use the word pussy made my dick twitch back to life. Motherfucker, she was going to kill me.

I reached up and cupped the side of her face. “It’s a real fucking powerful pussy,” I replied, then kissed her. Simply because I wanted to, and damn if that wasn’t a problem.