Page 16 of Freed
~Thirteen~
ALANNAH
Martin refused to be taken to the hospital, and after convincing Roman that it would only raise questions, Roman finally agreed to take him to the condo. Martin was right, a gunshot wound would raise suspicion, and it would be the hospital’s responsibility to call the authorities. Getting them involved was the last thing that either one of them needed.
Before Roman’s doctor left, she gave explicit instructions on how to care for Martin’s wound. He had lost a lot of blood and should have been in a hospital, according to her. I could tell that Roman’s relationship was more than platonic when he kissed her cheek and referred to her as ‘Jenna’ instead of Doctor something or other. There was a history between them, and there was no mistaking that. She was well aware of Roman’s club, and the problems admitting Martin to the hospital could cause if the cops decided to do some digging into how Martin ended up getting shot. Jenna was no stranger toRaptureor what took place in the members-only area.
After Jenna left, there were a lot of questions floating in my mind, the most important one was what kind of relationship Roman and Jenna actually had. When he kissed her again on the cheek and pulled her in for a hug, it shouldn’t have affected me, but it did. I wasn’t a jealous person, but at that moment, seeing Roman show affection toward another woman and not me made me angry.
I don’t know what got into me, but as soon as the Roman closed the door. I let my emotions get the best of me. “Is Jenna your submissive, like me?”
It wasn’t my place to ask, but I had to know whether or not I would be sharing him with another woman. Roman walked over to where I was standing and his eyes held mine. There was no anger but there was compassion. He knew me, and he knew how I felt. Pulling me close, his lips fell on mine in a heated kiss that sent a bolt of lightning to my core. Desire had never been more evident as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and jumped into his arms.
When our eyes met, I knew then that I was acting silly, and his words confirmed it. “Lanie, what Jenna and I had was done a long time ago. Yes, she was my submissive, once. Now she has a family of her own. That world is no longer a part of her life.”
Words failed me. I could feel the embarrassment settle over my cheeks. My body relaxed into a state of warm bliss, knowing that I was his and there was no other woman I would be sharing him with. Roman’s lips were on mine. His tenderness consumed me, and I knew there was no other man for me.
Every inch of my body lit up with a burning desire to be possessed by him. As we entered the bedroom, half of our clothes had been removed, leaving a trail behind us. We were like hungry savages, grabbing and pulling the remaining clothes from each other’s bodies. Urgent with need, I pulled him close as he gently placed me on the bed. I couldn’t allow our connection to break. My rare need met pure desire. Wasting no time, Roman was inside me, stretching me to accept him as he pushed deeper and deeper. With each thrust, the headboard slammed against the wall. Gripping it with his hands, he held it in place, never stopping his movements. I was sure it was to keep Martin incognizant of what was taking place on the other side of the wall.
Roman covered my mouth with his to swallow the moans of pleasure radiating through my body. In one swift move, he pulled me to a sitting position. I adjusted my hips to straddle his body so I could lower myself onto his cock. The penetration had me breathless as he filled me completely. Continuing his thrusts, I wrapped my arms around him and sank my face against his shoulder to muffle the pleasure that was tearing at my lips.
No words could describe the sounds of passion that echoed in the room. There was no holding back. Our emotions spilled, and it no longer mattered that Martin was on the other side of the wall. I felt Roman’s breath against my ear. “I think it is best if we move Martin to your room for the time being.”
Looking at each other, our moans of pleasure were replaced with laughter. What were we thinking, putting Martin in the room next to Roman’s?
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Every day that passed, Martin was getting stronger. Even though it had only been three days since he was shot and his pain couldn’t be questioned, his demand for attention became unbearable. The minute Roman or I left his room, he would be requesting something else for us. He was a horrible patient, and I couldn’t wait for the day that he would be able to leave.
Roman looked more agitated than ever, and I could tell that having Martin at the condo was taking a toll on him. At least he was able to convince Martin that he would be more comfortable in my room than the smaller guestroom. And given the fact that Martin was getting better and would soon be gone, Roman contained his annoyance.
One thing was for sure, the tension of keeping me safe had lessened. Roman allowed me to leave the condo as long as he, Miles, or Zack were with me, which made every day that passed with Martin in the condo easier. Coming back from my day of shopping with Miles and Zack, I entered the condo to find Martin sitting on the couch watching TV. It was nice seeing him up and about.
Setting my shopping bags on the counter, I walked over to where he was sitting. “You are looking much better. How is your shoulder feeling?”
Rubbing his shoulder, he looked up at me like something other than my question was on his mind. “The shoulder is good, but there is something else that has been bothering me.”
I rounded the couch and took a seat across from him. “What is it, Martin?”
“It seems that you and Roman are becoming quite the couple.”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
Shifting his weight, he straightened his posture and rested his elbows on his knees while making his hands steeple. “I think it’s time that I go. I can clearly see that you have found your master and there is no room for another.”
The hurt was evident in his eyes, and as I tried to piece together what I was going to say, I knew that he was right. How could I have a relationship with Martin when I got so angry at the thought of Roman having another submissive? It wasn’t fair to him or to Martin. Standing up from the couch, I sat next to him and took his hands in mine. “Martin, there will always be a place for you in my life, but not in the same capacity as you had before. Roman and I have become closer, and my feelings for him are undeniable. I love him, Martin.”
A hush fell over the room, and the only sound heard was the front door closing. It was no surprise that Roman had heard everything that was said. The resplendent look on his face confirmed it and was much different from the expression Martin tried to mask.
Martin and I waited patiently as Roman walked toward us for him to say something. Instead of Roman standing in front of us like I thought he would, he took a seat next to me and pulled me close. “She’s right, Martin, and so are you. You will always have a place in our lives, and that is why I have a proposition for you. I have spent weeks trying to decide what I really wanted and what I just heard Lanie confess has made my decision apparent. I would like to offer you control ofRapture.I think it’s time that I grow up. The only thing I care about is Lanie.”
