Dirty Obsession (Dirty 1)

“One fuck a day for one question a day. That’s my final offer.”

Nina pouts, but she knows it will do her no good.

“What do you say?”

Nina looks back and forth between us. “So, the most I can get is one question a day answered?”

I nod.

She looks at me, and then she looks at Arlo. “What if I fuck you both? At the same time? Do I get two questions then?”

I was expecting her to give in to my demands. I was expecting her to fuck whoever she thought she could get more answers out of that day. Or whoever pissed her off less. I wasn’t expecting her to say she wanted us both.

25

Nina

I don’t know why I said that.

I’ve never been with two men before in the same night.

And definitely not at the same time.

But I’m desperate.

For answers. And, as much as I don’t want to admit it, for mind-blowing sex.

Sex with Arlo has been the best of my life. Even when he fucked me against my will.

Sex with Matteo would be just as amazing.

Sex with both of them? I can’t even imagine how I would ever recover from that.

Arlo answers first, “No, I won’t share you. You fuck me or him tonight. Tomorrow, you can change your mind and fuck the other. But not tonight. Tonight, you are either mine or his.” When he says mine, I know that’s what he wants. He wants me to be his tonight.

I want to be his. But I also want Matteo.

How the hell did I go from hating them both to wanting them both? I think my hormones have just gone crazy after I was turned on and then tied to a bed all night long.

Matteo laughs as he always does. Never taking anything too seriously. “No. We have never been very good at the whole sharing thing. You have to choose.”

I look back and forth at each man who both look like they are ready to devour me and kill each other. It suddenly hits me as I’m standing here, being forced to choose between two men, that I both hate and want them at the same time. I don’t know why I never realized that before.

“You’re bo

th lying. You’ve shared a woman before.”

Matteo laughs.

“You’re right. We’ve shared women who don’t matter to us. We’ve never shared a woman we both actually want,” Arlo says. He always tells me the truth.

So, I look Arlo dead in the eye when I say, “You’ve shared me before.”

Arlo looks at me and then at Matteo. “You fucked her the night I brought her to you? The night she almost died!” His rage is more than I’ve ever seen before. His body instantly turns red, every vein pops out on his body, and his nostrils flare.

I know he was just shot, but right now, if they decide to fight, I’d put my money on Arlo.

Arlo does get a punch in before Matteo can tell him the truth. Right to the eyeball. I watch as blood pours from Matteo’s eye and Arlo’s wound. Maybe, if they kill each other, I will be free of my debt.