Page 22 of Lucy and Her Wicked Three

Chapter 9

Mateo

Holding Lucy's hand, I bring her down one of the hallways to a small lounge, one of many hideaways, which I'm relieved to find empty.

My cock is hard, the tip pressing angrily against my zipper with each step, but I need Lucy's consent and to know she's okay before I can even think about addressing it. Once we're alone, I turn on her. "Are you okay?"

Still dazed, she nods. I almost laugh, but I'm too fucking turned on to think beyond having this conversation and dragging her back to Noah and Silas.

Lucy clears her throat. "Were you serious? You want to… toshareme?"

I nod slowly, watching her throat contract. Her eyes widen, lips part, while she contemplates. "And that's what you've been holding back? Hiding?"

I nod again. I've never had to have this conversation before, so it's difficult to explain. We've always dated women who were already in this lifestyle. Lucy's not like that. Hell, the first time she had anal sex was with me. She's… soft. Sweet.

If I give her too much too fast, I'm afraid I'll scare her away. Then again, Silas kissed her, and I'm fairly certain Noah was rubbing his dick against her ass, and, for some reason, she's still here.

"Isn't that… isn't it like cheating?" She asks quietly, chewing her bottom lip, looking down at the ground.

"Cheating?" I repeat, gently gripping her chin, forcing her to look back up.

She shrugs. "Is this what you do? Share people?"

"Not people, Lucy. Them. And you. That's it."

"Does it… I mean, that's what you want? For me to want them too?"

"Do you? Want them?"

She growls, "Mateo, I'm serious. I'm trying to have a conversation—"

"I am being serious. So you don't freak out and worry about cheating, let me make this clear. I've never outright lied to you, but I have certain… proclivities I've kept from you because I wasn't sure how you'd feel about them. There's nothing else I'm keeping from you, but my list of interests—ourinterests," I amend, "is long. But since you came here, since you met them… yes. I want you to want them. I already know they want you. Before you, we always… shared. So no, it's not cheating. But that's not what's important right now. We can talk logistics later."

She scoffs, pulling away. "Okay, then. Whatisimportant right now?" She tilts her head and crosses her arms petulantly, pushing her tits up.

I shake my head, clearing the distraction. "What's important is you. Are you feeling okay? With what happened, out there?" I ask, nodding toward the hall, indicating my friends.

Her lips purse. She still doesn't know how to open up, to be honest. I watch the anxiety take over. She does this thing, when she's stressed. Her arms drop away and she fidgets, tugging at the hem of her tank top, like that'll help channel her nerves or cool her racing heart.

I grasp her hands in mine and step closer. Fuck, I've missed her. So fucking much.

And this is the first time we've been real with each other. Truly. I can't help it, this is exactly what I fucking wanted.

"Lucy, we can leave right now. Take a cab home. Talk about it more."

She swallows and looks away, gently biting her bottom lip. "I want it. I'm ashamed at how much I want it."

Time stills between us, seconds stretching into eternity. "Don't be ashamed. But I need you to say the words. Tell me what you want."

Nothing is happening until she admits she's not only okay with all of this but that she craves it, too. I need to know I'm not alone in this relationship.

"Sometimes I want you to hurt me." Her words surprise me, but I squeeze her hands tighter, encouraging her to keep going. "I think about it a lot. When you squeeze my throat…" Her hand slips from mine, and her fingertips graze her small neck, trailing down her collarbone. "I want it to hurt. I can't explain it."

"We can explore that, Lucy…" My throat feels like gravel as I process her words.

She nods, but won't look at me. "I've never pictured other people between us. I don't know what that means or looks like. But if you want this… Mateo, I want it, too. I want you.Somuch, I want you in any way I can have you."

"It isn't all of us or nothing, Lucy. Maybe I just needed to admit some of this shit to you. We don't have to include them, and you don't have to decide right now. There's no one standing between us, you and I are still solid. The rest of it, we'll figure out."

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