Page 29 of Two For One

Ofucked Xiomara like a man possessed. His strokes were fast and hard, they brought her to the edge until she dived into oblivion. The sight was erotic as hell. His ass flexing with each thrust, combined with her moans, made me forget why I was here to begin with.

It had been a while since I had been able to stop by. O and I were busy with leads and interrogations. Saint demanded answers immediately, meaning O and I were working around the clock. Today was the first night I had had some time to visit her, and O was here deep inside her, fucking her like he wanted to make her forget I had ever existed.

It stung that she had slept with him, but O was the culprit. I thought he would have gotten the hint to leave her the fuck alone cause she was mine, but now it seemed he would not stop seeing her.

Why her? O wasn’t big on repeats, and it was usually because someone else begged him for one. So why was he willingly visiting her?

He came with a groan. Xiomara was so blissed out with pleasure she didn’t notice he had made a noise. She fell asleep fairly quickly, mumbling something adorable and I watched her for a moment, relishing her beauty. O heard me coming in, I thought Xiomara left the door open for me, I rushed in excitedly.

Disappointment was a bitch.

“Did you enjoy watching us?” O said, pulling the condom off, tying it up and throwing it in her wastebasket.

I flipped him off, leaving her room before I did something like hit him again.

“Gealt Bheag, don’t be upset,” he said, following me into the living room zipping up his pants.

Why her? I signed. After last time, I thought⁠—

“I didn’t agree to anything,” he said, walking to her kitchen.

You knew how I felt.

“So, that’s it, you're choosing her over me?” he snarled, slamming a glass on the counter.

Have I ever made you choose? I signed, picking up the cat who liked me, so I was less likely to cause a scene.

The black cat rubbed against my face as if she were comforting me.

“No, but that’s not what we are talking about,” he snapped, pouring himself some water. “We don’t care about monogamy, so what's the problem this time?”

I let the black cat go, choosing my words carefully.

Maybe I want someone who hasn’t been tainted by you. Or maybe I want someone for myself.

I didn’t know what I wanted, but seeing him here, put me on edge.

“Would you believe me if I said I couldn’t stay away?’

I looked up quickly. What do you mean?

There was no way he was feeling the same thing I was feeling.

“At first, I thought she was, I don’t know, bland? Or I don’t know, weird?” he sighed. “We’ve seen her before and she never left a lasting impression, but that night of your private dance, there was something about her that drew me in. She looked a little different and nothing really had changed, but this time I couldn’t stop looking at her. Then you asked for a dance, and it drove me crazy that you got to spend time with her because I’m never fucking jealous.”

So, what? Do you want her all to yourself now? I asked the question except I didn’t know if I could handle the answer.

“No, if I wanted that, I would have kidnapped her and put her in a cell where no one could find her,” he said, walking towards me as I sat down. “I liked you watching us. It was hot, so why can’t we share her?”

Did I want to share her?

The thought wasn’t abhorrent and if I was really being honest with myself, the act of sharing her wasn’t what scared me. The fact that he might hurt her just to make me suffer, for some weird game I didn’t even know we were playing made me pause. If he wanted her the way I wanted her, well…that was a different story.

What’s the catch? I signed as he knelt before me.

I shivered at the sight. O on his knees was a dream come true. He knelt for me because he trusted me, and he never put himself in a position where someone could overpower him.

“No catch, at least not right now,” he smirked. “You know me, though; I like to keep things interesting.”