Hellfire

Hellfire
Trent slowly undresses me and I do him. He's fairly tall with an athletic build. It just feels easy with him but very intimate. I don't hear the others right now either. “Trent, I don't hear them.”

Trent smiles as he gently caresses my skin. “There is a ward here to help keep what is inside inside. Ira had Eric do it to keep uninvited people out.”

“Like what Mike has?”

“Yes, but Mike's are even stronger. It is why you feel safe there.” He grins, “Well one of the reasons. I can list the others.” He starts to hold up his fingers.

“Don't you dare!” I grab his fingers and he pulls me to him. The fiery tingles are back. 

He looks into my eyes. “Love, I am trying to behave but you make it impossible.”

“What if I say you don't need to?”

Trent holds back a growl. “Do you know what you are asking?”

“Yes.”

“Fates, I fucking thank you!” Trent exclaims before his lips claimed mine. I didn't hesitate. It felt like he was searing himself to me. My lips parted and his tongue entered like a flow of lava spreading everywhere and igniting everything it touches.

My hands tunneled in his hair as he gently tugged mine. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pressed my back against the wall.
We both moan as he moves my panty to the side after freeing himself from his underwear. I slid down onto his cock. We both cry out into each other's mouths. Trent moans, “You feel so good.”
He starts to slowly thrust.

“Don't stop!”

“Oh, I won't,” he murmurs. I pull him to kiss me. He thrusts a bit faster and harder. My nails dig in. I feel secure yet precarious all at the same time. Being sandwiched between him and the cool wall excited me. I am caught between fire and ice and I am loving every orgasmic minute of it. His cock teases, taunts, and thrills my gspot. I cum over and over again. He goes even faster and harder. He stops kissing me and just stares into my eyes. His gaze is focused and intense. It's hungry.

“Cum with me, love.” His eyes take on a violet reddish hue. “Now, my love.” I just let go. A peppery fire coats my skin, a tingling warmth rises up inside of me as orgasms flood my senses and unleash a ravenous light. I grip his shoulders hard as I scream his name and he screams mine. 

He vibrates as he comes. It makes me feel whole. We kiss and it feels stronger than before, more potent, more solidified somehow. Did he have doubts? “I did but only a bit.” He kisses me and then strokes my hair while we are still joined. “I knew you could be my mate. This just proved it.”

“What do you mean?”

“Emma, charm and allure got me sex but never did it feel like that. Also, we are going to owe her a small renovation.”

“What?!?!” He chuckled as he sat me down, kissed me, and then turned me around. There on the wall are streaks of color sparkling around a silhouette. But not just any silhouette. It was us in the very same position that we just had sex in. “Oh my fucking God!”

Then we hear Chase as if he's in the room. “Emma, what happened? Trent, you better be in a secure location.” Trent and I both start giggling.
“Not funny. What happened?”

Trent says, “We just left Ira an unexpected souvenir.”

“Emma, tell me,” Chase says curtly.

“I don't know how but we are now imprinted on her dressing room wall,” I explained.

“Trent, take a picture and get your asses back home,” he says.
“Bossy much,” I reply as I roll my eyes.

“Don't make me come get you,” he says.

Trent chuckles. “Try it because I'm pretty sure
Ira revoked you, man.”

Chase lets out a breath. “Maybe she's moving on.”

“She warned me about you.”

“You know my past,” Chase replies.

“I do. None of that matters especially now.”

“What did you do?” he asks.  Trent giggles. “Fucking tell me!”

Trent says, “She went all vampire compelling like Mal does. But…”

Chase sighs. “I'm not going to like this. Go on.”

“She charmed her and then altered her reality while in planting thoughts,” Trent explains.

Chase exclaims, “Shit!”

“She's fine. We are friends and she thinks you're okay now,” I reply.

“I couldn't care less about that. You just reacted, didn't you?” Chase asks.

“At first, but then once Trent told me what I did I did it again but better. I controlled it.”

“Get home!” Chase commands.

“When you're not mad I will,” I answer.

“I'm irritated, not mad,” Chase replies.

“I know because I feel it. So go take a cold shower. We will be there soon,” I reassure him.

“You are infuriating,” he quips.

“You're moody.”

“Just behave. I love you,” Chase murmurs. It makes me blush even though I'm in my underwear and just had mind-blowing sex.

“Love you, too,” I reply before our telepathic connection goes silent once more.

Trent giggles. “He's got it bad.”

“And you don't?”

“I definitely do. We will finish this later.” He kisses me again. The heat is still there. “Let me take care of the tab.” He grabs his wallet and just walks out. He just has no shame. “Love get used to it!” He yelled from the other side of the door. I just laugh. I gather the clothes but don't have time to get dressed. We need to get back.

He returns and we teleport back to Mike's. He ported us into the dining room. “Missed your mark, Trent,” Mike says.

Shit! I jump behind Trent. I'm so fucking embarrassed.Trent shrugs. “Let's see you do it with such a ravishing creature against you.”

Chase sighs. “How, Trent?”

Trent smirks. “I think you know.” Mike laughs.

“What?” I ask.