Page 45 of Their Obsession

“That’s right,” I praise as I move to rub soothing circles against her smooth skin. Goosebumps erupt across the expanse of her exposed flesh. “You’re mine…and Noah’s.”

She tenses. I can feel the weight of my words sinking past herpleasure hazed mind. I give her time to process. I’ve pushed her a lot tonight. Our combined release leaks from where we’re joined and I can’t help thinking about how good it would be if it wasn’t just my seed leaking from inside her, but the Rookie’s as well. I’m desperate to watch her ride him again.

“You want to share me?” she finally asks.

My hand wraps around her throat again, squeezing tightly.

“Not share, no. You’remine, and you will always be mine. But so is he. I’m obsessed with you both. I’m not letting either of you go. I’m not sharing you, I’m just accepting what it is we all want.”

The thought causes my cock to twitch inside of her. She hisses in response, sore from being fucked hard.

“He can’t know about this,” she finally whispers, her voice barely loud enough for me to make out.

“No, my love,” I agree. “This is our past. He’s our future.”

She seems to think for a moment before she nods. I’m glad she agrees. Relief immediately floods my chest. I knew she needed to confront her past—our past—in order to move on. Hopefully now she can be free of the darkness that she’s been running from.

“I think I’m ready to go,” she finally sighs after a long moment.

I nod, lifting her up and helping her to her feet. Her dress is a ruined mess. No one but me and my Rookie get to see her beautiful tits. Pulling the hoodie over my head, careful not to knock off my mask, I place it over her head.

“Arms up,” I command, and she immediately complies. The high of the adrenaline and orgasm is fading. She’s crashing. It’s time to get her home.

I hold out my hand and she eagerly takes it, allowing me to lead her carefully through the trees and bushes. Last time we left these woods, she ran from me terrified and covered in blood. Now we’re leaving hand in hand with my cum dripping down her thighs. Everything is how it’s meant to be.

TWENTY-SIX

NOAH

We have three hours until we need to be on the ice. I should already be at the rink. I skipped practice, we both did, looking for Lilly, and now we might miss our first playoff game. This is a total mess. There’s almost nothing in this world that would have me missing my first ever playoff game, but the text from Dmitri had me racing to get to Lilly’s apartment. This game is my dream, what I’ve worked for my entire life. And yet, here I am in her hallway instead of at the rink. Apparently, somewhere along the way, my priorities changed, and now, there’s no doubt in my mind—if they need me, then this is where I need to be.

I knock. Suddenly, I’m nervous and I’m not sure why. They invited me here. I’ve been with both of them. But what if they’ve invited me over to tell me they don’t want me? What if they made up and I’m the useless third wheel? They have a history that I will never understand or be part of. Maybe what we have nowisn’t enough compared to everything they’ve been through in the past?

It will mess me up big time if they break up with me right now, and I need to have my head in the game. Perhaps it’s better to save this for another time. I turn to leave just as I hear the door snicker open.

“Noah!” Lilly squeals before throwing herself at me.

She wraps her arms around my core, holding me tightly against her warmth. She smells sweet and comforting, and immediately, I’m calmed.

“Hey, pretty girl,” I greet her as I spin and wrap her in my arms.

“Noah, I’m so sorry. I was just scared and confused. I shouldn’t have pushed you away. I shouldn’t have run away from this. I’m so so—”

I silence her by crashing my lips against hers. As much as I appreciate her apology, I don’t need it. All I need to hear is that she still wants me. That will always be enough. My tongue slides against her lips, requesting permission to enter. She readily complies, moaning into my mouth as I slide my tongue against hers. She pulls me closer, as if she’s worried I’ll leave her if she lets me go. I dig my fingers into the soft flesh of her thighs through her leggings, letting her feel just how desperate I am to keep her close.

“As hot as this is to watch, maybe we move this inside?” a deep growl interrupts us.

I look up to see Dmitri leaning against the door frame. His dark hair is damp and messy, as if he just showered. He’s only wearing a pair of low hanging sweatpants; his growing bulge is visible beneath the thin fabric. My mouth waters at the sight of it. As much as I want Lilly, I want him just as obsessively. My eyes travel up the chiseled plane of his stomach and chest. He’s ripped. When my gaze finally locks with his, he smirks.

I swallow down the lump in my throat before ushering Lilly with a firm but gentle touch to her lower back. “Yeah, we probably need to talk,” I reply as I follow them into the apartment.

I close and bolt the door behind us. When I turn, they’re both staring at me as though they might devour me whole. Dmitri is wrapped around Lilly, her back to his chest. Her head is leaning against him as his hands trail up and down the curves of her hips. I try to swallow but my mouth has gone completely dry.

“We talked,” Dmitri says as his dark gaze bores into me like he’s physically restraining himself. “We want us to be together. All of us.”

He says it as if it’s just that simple. Like we can all just be together. A million questions run through my mind and I don’t know which one to blurt out first. But then my eyes land on Lilly, my sunshine girl. She’s worrying her bottom lip and looks as if she might burst at any moment.

“Is that what you want Lilly?” I ask her. “To be with both of us? And to watch us two be together as well?”

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