He wants to have sex in front of others but doesn’t want anyone to see...how would that even work?
“Okay,” I find myself answering.
“Okay?”he rumbles.“Are you sure?”
I give him a tight nod.Having sex in front of others once will give me unlimited access to what I’ve had for the past few days.Even if the first few felt like being a prisoner, I was still warm, had a nice bed to sleep in, food, shower...the list is freaking long.After the explosion I wanted everything to end.So, what do I have to lose?
“You could tell me with words, even more than one since you gave me a whole damn sentence a moment ago and no one got hurt.”
I can feel my own eyes widen when I realize he’s right.I’ve always been minimally verbal.The only times I felt comfortable speaking full sentences was with my mother.The safety of my own home, no stress, anxiety, pressure, or the risk of anyone else getting hurt made me feel at ease enough to speak.It seems Sable created a moment where my mind felt no restrictions.
“How...”I swallow and push out the words.“How long will we be together?”
He gently caresses my cheek with his thumb.“Good girl,” he praises.“Claiming you as my old lady is about as solid as a marriage.So, how long we’ll be together is up to you.I would expect this thing between us to be real.You being mine means sharing a bed, trusting one another, living together.Like I mentioned, indefinitely.My club brothers might have doubts and think you’re still working with Otto and his club, but the things I’ve seen from you, and what Barge found out about them taking the cash after they sold the house...”
“What?”I squeak.
Sable frowns.“You didn’t know Otto sold your mother’s house and didn’t pay the bills but kept all the money?”
I frantically shake my head, making Sable’s hand drop.
“Sorry, princess.The bills could have been paid and you would still have some cash to live off for a couple of months.I thought you knew and confronted them, with you sporting all those bruises.”
I wince at the sound of how he thought I got those bruises.
The reason I got them is what Sable just mentioned we should have.Sex.The difference is that I didn’t want Linus while the man in front of me has me intrigued at the mere thought of having sex.Not to mention, Sable didn’t hurt me, not even when I tried to make a run for it while he held me at gunpoint.
“I didn’t want Linus.He...he hit me.Called Otto...beat me up together.I escaped through the bathroom window.”
“Motherfucker,” Sable curses fiercely.“That’s why you ran?They beat you up because you didn’t want to fuck Linus?”
I wring my hands, not feeling completely comfortable with this discussion, and yet I do find the will to give him the words, “I did let him...fuck...me.Once.I didn’t like it.”
“You didn’t like it,” he repeats, his voice a harsh rumble.
I shake my head.
“Is it why you didn’t want to fuck him again?”
This time I’m bobbing my head.It was definitely the main reason.Though, I also disliked Linus the second they took me to the clubhouse.The way he talked, smelled, his disgusting room.I really didn’t like anything about being there.
Sable rises to his full height and rubs a hand over his face.“And here I am forcing you to have sex with me in front of my brothers.”
“No,” I tell him.
I have no clue why Sable says he’s forcing me.Okay, the part where we need to have sex in front of people is definitely weird.Yet, he gave me an option, one that’s too good to refuse.
Standing, I take his hand and give his fingers a squeeze to make his gaze collide with mine.“My choice.”
“Are you sure?”he asks once more.
Am I sure?No.No one can be sure because life is messy.The last month has taught me a very hard lesson.All my life I never had people treat me the way my uncle and his men did.Living on the street, if only for a few weeks, was another hard lesson.
Then to break into a cabin, where Sable caught me?He didn’t lay a hand on me while he, or my father, could have hurt me.They didn’t and still haven’t.If anything, Sable offered me a deal that protects me from his club brothers, so they won’t lock me up.
I don’t want to run...to live on the streets without a roof, warmth, or anything but my freedom.Having sex in front of others once is only a moment passing.I’ve had sex and it’s over in a few minutes.I can deal if it grants me a future that doesn’t involve going deeper down the drain of life.
“Yes,” I state loud and clear.
