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My heart skips a beat, heat coursing through my system. I want to sink straight back into the fluffy submissive space just thinking about how both of these dominant men will have control over me.
“We’ll have to set up some ground rules—see how things develop,” Markus continues. “But somethingpermanentis what we’re hoping for.” He gives me a moment to process before continuing. “We probably won’t have much time together, all three of us—at least not during the next half year—but we’ll both come out to see you whenever we can. Hopefully, you’ll see one of us each week.”
“Really?” I can hardly believe it. Before the summer, I would often go weeks without seeing Markus, and now I’m going to see one of them each week? I glance at Grigory. He hasn’t said much yet, but he confirms with a nod that does strange things to me. The idea of having this man in my life is more than a little scary, but also everything I’ve dreamed about since... Well, since I met him.
He holds my eyes for a moment. His expression is impassive as ever, the furrow between his brows making him seem way more serious than the situation calls for. But behind the stern façade, deep in his eyes, I find a simmering desire. As I keep watching, it takes me back to the moment before the show last night, when he’d seen me kiss Markus and had this intense possessiveness about him. It has me wondering whether he can actually do this—share a sub. Grigory doesn’t strike me as the sharing type. Yet, here he is, agreeing to share me.
Markus pulls me back to the matter at hand. “Since we’ll have to take turns being with you for a while, we have to be careful about not getting you caught between us. So we’ve agreed that whomever you’re with is the one in charge. When you’re with Grigory, you’ll go to him if you need permission for something. If it’s anything important, he’ll make sure to bring it up with me before giving you an answer. And when we’re together, things will be like usual.”
“And when you’re not with either of us, you’ll obey Markus,” Grigory adds, like it’s an important point. I get the feeling that it is to him—that he wants to make sure not to get between Markus and me.
“Except anything that concerns the piano,” Markus says. “Grigory will be in charge of your practice routine at all times.”
I look back at Grigory again, and I almost want to crumble under his direct stare. It’s full of promise—dark and dominant. I want to go to him and sink into the dust at his feet, promising to do whatever he commands.
But once again, Markus drags me back to the conversation. “Does this seem like something you can handle?”
My eyes flicker back to Grigory, and my answer is more than a little absent as I get lost in his commanding presence. “Sure.”
Markus huffs a laugh beside me. “It seems we won’t get much more talking done right now.” Rising to his feet, he says, “I’ll go take a shower.” He points between Grigory and me. “Give the two of you a moment to recover from thispower play.”
The moment Markus is gone, I notice how Grigory’s shoulders relax. Suddenly, his authority isn’t as latent anymore. “Come here.” His voice seems to resonate a little more than usual as he points at the floor beside him. It’s almost like he’s been waiting for us to be alone and he can finally take charge of me.
I scurry around the table, realizing how relieved I am too, to get this moment alone. A small worry gnaws at the back of my head, but I shove it down. Markus doesn’t mind. He seemed fully okay withus having this connection of our own.
The moment I sink to my knees at Grigory’s side, the whole world falls into place.
Grigory turns in the chair and drapes a hand over my neck, pulling my head into his lap.
“Tonight,” he says with a dark promise, “I’ll have full control over you.”He leans down over me, wrapping his powerful presence around me as he lowers his voice to a raspy growl. “You’ll do whatever I say, submit to anything I want. And if I want you to hurt, you’ll thank me for the pain I give you. Won’t you?”
I nod eagerly against his leg as a feeling of purpose washes over me. “Anything,” I say in a breathy voice. My whole body is humming with the need to submit to him as fully as he promises to let me. I want to give everything up—get lost in the power of his command.
But right now is not the time, and we both know it.
Grigory sits up straight and lifts my head to face him. Our eyes lock in a heated moment.
“I really am lucky Markus wants to share you.” Grigory swipes his thumb across my cheek in a quick, tender gesture. “I’m not sure I’d want any other sub after you.”
Before the moment gets fraught with sentimentality, Grigory gets up and offers me his hand. “Let’s go sit on the couch.”
But his words keep lingering in my mind, filling me with the enormity of his confession, and I’m quiet for a long time after Markus returns and the two men strike up a conversation. Both of them seem to sense that I’m processing, and they let me join the conversation in my own time.
“I think you should go sit with Markus before we leave,” Grigory says as if sensing the exact moment the effect of his words has worn off enough for me to leave his side.
I nod and crawl over the long couch to sink into Markus’s open arms.
“Any plans for the next few days?” Markus asks as he tugs me close and settles in the new position with me at his side.
“Grigory has promised to show me how he reads a score when preparing for rehearsals.”
“She’s quite the curious little one,” Grigory says. “Very eager to learn.”
“I’ve always loved that about her.” Markus gives me a tender squeeze. “Any particular piece you’re going to look at?”
We chat like this for an hour before Grigory and I have to get ready to leave. Grigory moves closer at one point to wrap a hand around my feet as I stretch my legs over the couch. It’s surprisingly easy, sitting here between them, being intimate with them both as we simply talk. It gives me hope that this threesome can actually work.
— CHAPTER 11 —
