TRINITY
Because I could feel something odd in the part of my head, I touched it very softly and slowly. I looked down and saw a bandage wrapped around my head and neck. I was about to stand up when suddenly Dylan grabbed my arm and held me still.
“Don’t pressure yourself. Please take some time to rest, as you will need to be strong in regaining your strength. Trinity, listen to what I have to say; you are currently weak, and you can’t defend yourself from physical harm,” Dylan worriedly said to me.
I hit his hand and pushed it away from me, but all of a sudden, he grabbed me and gave me a warm hug. I was surprised. Because he was not wearing a shirt, I could feel his sweat and explore how toned his body was.
“Trinity, listen to me, please. I don’t want anything to happen to you that could put you in danger. I love you, Trinity, and I will always do everything I can to keep you safe. Please, rest first. Don’t make me worried about you,” he pleaded with me.
What he said caught me off guard a little bit. I was taken aback by what he confessed to me in our talk. Although Dylan is a jerk, I am conscious of whether or not he is telling the truth. Because we had spent so much time together, I was comfortable dealing with him.
“What did you just say? Dylan, you are conscious that I am not involved in any committed relationship. I don’t want anyone else to control the decisions that I make. So, let’s put an end to this pointless conversation. I owe you absolutely nothing at all,” I firmly explained.
I tried to take his arms off, but it seemed to stick to my body, and I couldn’t get rid of it. When I strangely looked at his face, I saw that he seemed to be feeling a little bit down. I don’t understand what the heck is wrong with him.
“Please let me love you, Trinity. I promise I will give you all your desires. I won’t let myself get in the way of your dreams and goals. You can count on me to bring you nothing but happiness and pleasure. Just please, let me love you. I just cannot picture my life without you in it,” he exclaimed.
I didn’t give it a second thought and used all my strength to pull his arms off. Then, my palm immediately slapped his cheek, which made it red.
“Dylan, will you just stop? You will never have my love. That’s something I’ve shared with you in the past. Just open your eyes to the reality of things because I will not be yours. The desires that you and I had were purely sexual. You need me to please you, and I need you to fuck me. Let’s just keep going with that, shall we?” I explained.
He did not react with awe and sadness to what I had said, but rather, he grabbed both of my arms instantly. The way in which he handled it was painful, and I had the sensation that my arm was itching. Seriously, what exactly is wrong with him?
“Trinity, I claim you as my own. If it weren’t for me, no one else would claim you. Just me, Trinity, Just me, “he clearly said.
The next thing I knew, he was pushing me into bed while grinning at me. When he started kissing me on the neck, I couldn’t even feel any love from it like how he did it before. It annoyed me that he moved aggressively, and I couldn’t tolerate it.
“Dylan, what the hell are you doing? Just let me go, you jerk. Fuck you! Find yourself another woman who can give you the pleasure you want. Dylan, I said stop!” I yelled at him and tried to remove his body, but he was more vital than me.
He wants control while moving his face toward mine in an attempt to lay a kiss on my lips, but I have turned my face away from him. He also massaged my chest so aggressively that I couldn’t help but moan because of the sensation.
“Don’t make me fool, Trinity. I am conscious that you have no power to stop it. You were born with too much lust in your body, which means that even if you resist, you will still experience addicting sensations that I make,” Dylan grinned and continued to do what he does.
Because of what he said, I was left with an addicting feeling that I couldn’t escape. I didn’t waste any time and went straight for his kiss, where I began to give him everything I had. I was conscious that I could not resist the call of the flesh, so I decided to go with the flow of this lust. Whatever the end of this, I don’t care.
His kisses are passionate and intense and sometimes did bite my lip. His kisses are full of lust. He was thirsty and didn’t appear to be able to live without me. Fuck! This is awesome!
His touch became gentler on my chest, and as a result, my body started to enjoy it more. Then, I quickly grabbed him to make the kiss we shared more passionate.
Over and over again. Inside our mouths, our tongues were flirting and having fun with each other. Even though we are struggling to keep our breath, what matters is the effort that has been made. We are both satisfied.
After a minute, Dylan pulled away from the kiss we had just shared and smiled at my body. He looked like a tiger: hungry and eager to eat me. Then he went so far as to pull his tongue and lubricate the bottom of his lip slightly.
“The sight of your gorgeous killer body is something that will never bore me. It would seem you were here on this world to bring men’s wildest dreams to reality. Trinity, I want you to remember that you are solely mine. Fuck!” He exclaimed as he felt pleased with what he was seeing at the time.
He did not take any consideration of the bandage that was wrapped around my neck before he aggressively tore my dress. Because it was made of a lightweight fabric, pulling it on was not challenging for him. He also did not miss my bra covering my chest, and he removed it swiftly.
“Please, Dylan, soften your level of aggression. Fuck! I am here now, and you have no reason to be in an h-.”
I was stopped before I could finish what I was saying when he immediately lowered his face, kissed my nipple, and began massaging my chest.
Because of what he did, I got an addiction to it. Pain and a pleasurable sensation are both flooding through my body at the same time. The pain of his being aggressive while simultaneously enjoying a pleasurable sensation he was doing.
“Ohhh! Dylan, baby, please don’t be in such a hurry. D-Dylan, keep going, Shit! Massage it more till you are satisfied. Fuck! Take even more of it! These are yours,” I yelled in response to what he was doing.
He is exceptional in how he sucks and plays with my boobs. He is great. He was much better than Hunter, who enjoyed playing with my emotions by interrupting our sex while we were in the middle of it. While Dylan, precisely as he desired, seizes the opportunity right away. Shit! His masculine sweats are making me even more addicted to him.
“Shit! Massage it and take more bites. Fuck! I like how your tongue plays with it. You’ve got a good grip on things there. Please, Dylan, suck it up, please.” My moan is the only sound that can be heard in the room where we are located.
I have to admit that I like Dylan, mainly because of the way he makes me feel good. It doesn’t matter to me how his life turned out after we got through it; what matters is that I was able to savor each of these moments. These feelings, along with the other pleasures, are all I need now.
“Dylan, keep going! Don’t stop doing that. You’re better than Hunter. Shit! Put more pressure on this. Fuck! I love your touches.”
Because of what I said, it looked as though I was becoming addicted to it more and more. Then he became more violent, and I felt my chest was red. But I don’t care if my neck hurts; it’s worth the fun I feel now.
Dylan had his hands on my underwear and was going to remove them when the door to the room opened unexpectedly. Afterward, a woman walked in and grinned at us as she greeted us.
“It’s cool to see what you are doing. Trinity, even though you have a wound, you still can’t stop being a whore, is that right? Tell me, where do you get the guts to have sex with any man? You seem to be able to do it all the time,” she questioned me out of curiosity.
It was as though the words she spoke instantly heated my head. I quickly removed Dylan’s hands from my skin and lifted his head. When I knew who the woman was, I prioritized dealing with her. I can’t believe she would talk to me in such a way.
“Crystal, how amazing is it that you’re here? What did you say again? Wait a sec. Who’s the woman again who sleep with our captain to get some money? Crystal, I know you are a whore as well, so there is no need for you to act as though you are a virgin,” I replied calmly while maintaining a smug smirk.
She seemed slightly taken aback by what I had to say. If she thinks I am clueless about what she is doing, she will be mistakenly on. She is the ultimate whore; she even tried to seduce our captain.
“Who told you that I had sexual relations with the captain? Trinity, don’t reverse the story. We are well aware that you have always been a slut, and that will never change,” she added.
What she said didn’t shock me as she expected; instead, it left me a little more amazed. I am used to being called a slut or a whore, and both names are accurate. I am proud to show the entire world what a whore I am. There is no shame in that.
“Crystal, please don’t make me look like an idiot. I’ve heard from many different people how slutty you are. And do you know who they are? They were the men I was having intimate intercourse with,” I proudly said.
The fact that I am a slut is helpful for me since I use it to get information. The boys were about to let go of just one kiss from me. They quickly give me what I want.
“It is clear from the words that come out of your mouth just how slutty you have become. All I thought was, you hate Dylan. But look at you; you’re trying to entice him once more. What kind of behavior is that?” she curiously asked me.
I jumped out of bed as quickly as possible because I couldn’t take the frustration any longer. I smiled at her as I gazed at her body and nodded my head. She was just too loud, and I couldn’t stand it.
How many manhoods have penetrated your loose body? Crystal, how many men do you plan to seduce to have enough money to buy your luxuries? There is no difference between us; we are all the same. Don’t yell at me like I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I explained to her.
She was so upset that she slapped me without thinking twice about it. I tried to punch her, but she was quick enough to dodge it every time I did.
“You’re slut! Trollop! Doxy! Your womanhood looks to be more relaxed than mine does. You even love large manhoods that are stretched out. You even sleep with older people. So, who’s the whore, huh?” she yelled at me with every ounce of her strength.
I wouldn’t let her go, and I started beating her instead. I could not control my anger in response to her actions, and I hit out at her by giving her a swift punch to the stomach.
When she loosened her grip on my hair, I immediately started taking advantage of the situation and punched her in the chest again. Then, I was only surprised because I heard a voice that I knew, which caused me to stop.
“Trinity, would you please just relax? Don’t make this mess even bigger out of this one. You don’t need to prove anything to us because everyone knows how slutty you are. Simply take this reality into your mind and go on. Instead of fighting with her, you need to get some rest,” Hunter said to me while he was clinging to the side of the door and looking at me with a disappointed expression.
I saw that he had a wound on his face, I was immediately worried and decided to rush over to check on how he was doing, but he quickly asked me to stop and told me not to worry about him. How he has been looking at me is filled with tiredness and disappointment.
“Don’t come near me. Since we don’t have any kind of relationship, there’s no reason for you to seek to know or be concerned about what’s happening with me. Get over it, Crystal. Let’s get out of here and give them free reign to do whatever they want,” Hunter ordered, and Crystal ran toward him immediately.
I have no idea why, but right now, it seems like my heart is breaking apart into a million pieces. Why am I in so much pain right now when I already know that he will call me a slut or a whore and that we don’t have a relationship? Did what he just said make me feel worse about myself?
I have great expectations that he will reconsider what he said and take it back, but he has already left his pace with Crystal. They went together, and I was left behind, making me even more anxious.
“Why, Hunter? How could you treat me like this? Do you not have any value on me?” I sat down on the floor and wondered why Hunter chose Crystal over me.