The Tribrid and Her Reflection {Book Two - - Complete}

Taming The Tribrid

The hot water cascading down Hope's body was pleasant against her skin. Last night, she hadn't showered after their exploration activities, leading her to wake up smelling like sex.

Smelling like them.

Hope smiled as she ran her fingers through her wet hair.

She loved smelling like them.

The sun had yet to rise, and being the first awake, she took a moment to wash up, craving her morning coffee. She planned to get breakfast for the three of them, but Hope caught a whiff of something delicious when she'd turned off the water and toweled herself off.

Emerging from the bathroom and into the bedroom wrapped in another plush robe, she was met with a collection of breakfast food. Her mouth watered as she watched Albus pour her cup of coffee.

Albus glanced up and met her grin with his own. "Good morning."

"Good morning," Hope smiled, settling beside him on the bed near the tray of piled pancakes and jars of thick syrup, "where's Newt?" She asked, leaning against his side, picking up a grape, and biting through the skin with a crunch.

Chuckling, he nodded to Newt's suitcase on the floor.

"Not surprised." Hope giggled, warmth spreading through her chest at the thought of him caring for his Creatures at first daybreak. Not many had the heart to do that.

"How did you sleep?" Albus asked, offering her the mug of steaming coffee while he sipped his own tea. His hand rested on her thigh, squeezing lightly.

Hope rested her head against his shoulder, looking up at him with a small smile.

"The best night of sleep I've had in a while."

"Yeah?" He chuckled.

"Yeah." Hope grinned and returned the soft pressure he applied to her lips with his. A soft, sweet kiss, utterly opposite to the kisses from the night before.

The suitcase popped open, and Newt ascended, stepping out and closing it with a quick latch. He was dressed in his white button-down and slacks, hair a wild mess.

Hope couldn't help but stare at his forearms, recalling how they'd cradled her while his cock rammed her ass.

Looking over, Newt raised his eyebrows. "What?"

She and Albus exchanged a quick glance and then back at him with a wide grin.

"You're just very handsome, is all," Albus murmured, sipping more tea while Newt's ears turned red, and he gave a shaky chuckle.

Then, Albus glanced down at his watch. "Dinner reservations aren't until seven o'clock," he started as they all sat on the bed and began eating from the breakfast tray room service provided, "what shall we do until then?"

Hope smirked over the lip of her mug. "I can think of a few things..."

Laughing, Albus nodded. "Hm, already feeling feisty today?" He raised an eyebrow. "I'd have thought you'd need a bit of a break after last night's activities." He winked.

"I think you'll find my sexual appetite might be more ravenous than even yours." With a beaming smile, Hope swirled her finger in the crystal honey pot and sucked it between her lips.

Their eyes couldn't seem to drift from the finger in her mouth.

"That is," Hope smirked as she opened her robe and let it fall behind her, "if you're up to the challenge."

Newt's eyes glittered in anticipation while Albus' darkened with mischief. Butterflies fluttered through Hope's stomach as their eyes scanned her, drinking her like their first taste of water in the desert.