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Not that it was too difficult. The sensation of Jordan’s cock sawing in and out of her tender asshole was easily the most intense sexual experience she’d ever had.
There was something inherently submissive in it: he’d taken complete control of Trish’s body and claimed her, filled her with himself, and the knowledge provoked a passionate physical response. It didn’t matter that his thrusts hurt. It didn’t matter that her tears fell dripping down her cheeks to the sheets below—her body still responded with erotic pleasure as her pussy creamed and fluttered emptily. She still felt her coiling need thrumming along her veins, a heady sensation that made her feel fuzzy and helped to emotionally numb her.
And when she glanced up, she could see the final act of the Wolf’s savage ravaging of Alex and Bella. The Wolf’s lips were peeled back, showing his teeth, as he fucked Alex much harderthan Jordan was fucking Trish. In turn, Alex was forced to plunge in and out of Bella’s ass, as Bella moaned and cried out with increasing abandon.
Trish’s pained moans rose as well, as her body adjusted to the invasion, the burning and discomfort dwindling as the needy ache in her center grew. Every thrust of Jordan’s cock into her stretched asshole tingled along the nerve-endings there, which were far more sensitive than the ones in her pussy.
Sensations crawled up her spine and spread out over her body as Jordan moved in and out of her. His own guttural groans were hot against her ear and the back of her neck, and his hands flexed around hers.
Even when he began to move faster, harder, it didn’t hurt as much as it felt good. The pleasure was winning out over the pain, making the tension in her body wind tighter and tighter. It felt like all the air was being sucked out of her lungs, making her dizzy, as the muscles of her ass clenched and spasmed, and Trish realized she was going to come.
“No…” She gasped out the word in horror, but it was too late. The pleasure wrapped around her core, and she shuddered as Jordan’s cock slid over some spot deep inside her that she couldn’t deny, sparking sensations she couldn’t resist.
Her back arched, thrusting her bottom up to meet his cock, and she cried out in a kind of horrified rapture as her orgasm flared and exploded, flowing through her in hot spasms of ecstasy. Spurred on by her body’s betrayal, Jordan jerked and thrust hard.
When he came, her ass tightened around his shaft, and she could feel the pulse of his cock as his cum flowed through it and forced its way past her sphincter to fill her ass. His warm cream coated the walls of her body, finishing off the deflowering of her ass with an triumphant cry from Jordan as he spurted deep inside her tunnel.
The hard cage around her body softened, his fingers loosening their grip, and Trish moaned as she slid forward onto her belly. Jordan’s weight came with her, his cock still lodged in her ass, his body hard against her back and bottom.
Small, gentle kisses brushed against her temple, her cheek, her neck, as she panted for breath. There was enough of his weight on her for her to feel it, but not so much that she couldn’t breathe as his cock slowly softened inside her until he finally withdrew.
The inside of her deflowered ass burned and ached in the aftermath. Her hands were red and tender where his fingers had gripped them. The backs of her calves felt bruised from where his shins had pressed against them.
But when he picked her up in his arms, cradling her, and took her into the bathroom to clean her off, Trish just closed her eyes and rested her head against his shoulder as he lowered them into a hot bath.
She was too tired to fight.
After brushing and then braiding a sleepy-but-cooperative Trish’s hair, Jordan tucked her into bed with a kiss to her forehead and left the room with a smile of satisfaction on his face. He’d initially intended to wait longer before taking Trish’s ass, but watching the Wolf with Alex and Bella had sent him heading for Trish, and once he’d realized she’d been watching and discovered her arousal… It had been too much temptation for him to resist.
And now she was all his. Taken in every way. She’d submitted every part of herself to him.
The smile that played on his lips startled quite a few of the soldiers he passed in the halls. Jordan would let his babygirl rest, and then he would bring her dinner later. As much as he loved to show her off, after the intense act of taking her anal virginity, Jordan didn’t want to share her with anyone. It would be just them for the rest of the day.
When Jordan entered the main room, the Wolf looked up and gestured for him to take a seat. Alex and Bella had already been returned to the Wolf’s quarters, and now he was back at work, the entertainment for the day over.
“No Trish?” the Wolf asked, raising an eyebrow.
“She’s sleeping.” Even Jordan could hear the smug satisfaction in his voice, trickling in despite his attempt to keep his tone even.
“How are the preparations coming?” The Wolf changed gears with the abruptness he was known for.
Pulling out his tablet, Jordan glanced down at the messages that had come in while he and Trish had been playing. The Wolf wasn’t known for his patience and he’d needed a distraction. Everyone had. The man was attuned to the emotions and moods of his soldiers: he’d said it was best to give people a way to blow off steam when a big mission was coming up so they could be totally, calmly focused.
Personally, Jordan found it more difficult to focus when his thoughts were constantly on Trish, but when he’d told the Wolf that, the other man had just laughed and said that was because Trish was different. Which Jordan had accepted as truth.
“Trace sent a message that Cora is still on schedule. John says the shipment is still on schedule. We’ve got a team running simulations now on our part of it. When Cora gets here, we’ll be ready to combine the teams and run the full simulation. So far, no changes have been made to their security. As far asthey know, we don’t even know the new drug exists,” Jordan reported.
The Wolf was staring off into space, but Jordan knew the man’s brain was working; picking apart the possibilities and thinking about alternate plans. His dark eyes settled back on Jordan, refocusing.
“I’m going with the team.”
Jordan raised his eyebrow. “You don’t trust the intel?”
“I do, but this is too important. I want to be sure, and I want to be on site.”
Nodding, Jordan shoved his tablet back into his side pocket. He knew it wasn’t a judgment of his own skill as a team leader; the Wolf was just a control freak. For something like this, Jordan doubted either the Wolf or Cora would be willing to stay behind. It would mean more work for Jordan and Trace, since they’d have to adjust the teams to ensure the leaders would be protected.
“Do you have time to run a simulation with the team today?” Jordan asked.
