Tricia Owens A Pirate's Life For Me Book 3

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-- or in this case, things we don't do. We need to go to Rory and end this stupid game once and
for all."
"I agree. But there is no 'we'. Rory's problem is with me. I'll take care of it."
Lucas caught Adam's arm as he was about to mount the motorcycle. "This is probably
exactly what he's angling for. I don't think you should see him on your own."
Adam looked amused. "I appreciate the sentiment but what do you think he's going to
do to me once he gets me alone? If he wants to fight, I have no problem with that. If he wants
something else -- he won't be able to rape me, we're too evenly matched, but if it's just sex he
wants--" He shrugged.
Lucas goggled. "You mean you'd give in to him?"
"I'm not a prostitute," Adam said with a chuckle. "Relax, man. I only meant I'd set him
straight. Figuratively."
Lucas breathed a sigh of relief. "Will that be enough? He seems really stubborn. I'm
afraid he's going to demand that you go back to him."
Adam cocked his head. "Would you care?"
It was on the tip of Lucas' tongue to say of course he cared. He cared for Tyler's sake.
Tyler would be devastated if Adam broke up with him.
But he couldn't say that. Adam would call bullshit and might even become pissed at him
for using Tyler as the excuse.
So he said, "Yeah. I'd care. For one, you don't like Rory that way. You're not
compatible. You said so yourself. For another--" he licked his lips self-consciously, "-- I
thought we have a good thing here. You, me, and Tyler. Slightly combustible, sure. A lot of
work, definitely. But even I have to admit it's getting easier. It'd be stupid to throw that away."
"Do you want to see what it can become?"
The question threw Lucas. "You mean -- us?"
Impatience flickered across Adam's face. "Yes, us."
"Well, I -- sure. Of course." Inside, a voice yelled at Lucas to be honest and admit that
he didn't believe what they were doing was going to be long-term at all. And even if it was, he
wasn't sure he wanted to be a part of something like that.
Adam seemed relieved by his answer. "I was getting a weird vibe from you earlier," he
admitted.
Hoping he didn't look as guilty as he felt, Lucas said, "What sort of vibe?"
"I don't know. Like you were getting cold feet. Feeling claustrophobic. Who knows?
The point is that I was wrong. Right?"
Lucas looked him in the eye and said, "Right."
Nodding, Adam managed a smile. "Everything's going to be fine, Lucas. Don't worry
about Rory or Aras. I'll take of them. It's my job."
"You know you don't have to do it alone."
"I know. But this crew -- it's mine. This show is mine even if my name's not on the
credits and I don't receive the proceeds. When someone threatens what's mine I take care of it
personally. Just as if someone messed with you."
"You don't need to worry about me." Lucas frowned. "The jungle thing was a fluke."
"I know you could have taken him," Adam said.
Paranoid that Adam was merely humoring him, Lucas blurted, "I'm serious. I don't need
you to take care of my business."
"I won't. Not the little things. But you're as much my property as my sword and hat.
Don't argue," Adam said when Lucas opened his mouth to speak. "You're mine now. Live with
it and enjoy it. A lot of guys would love to be in your position."
Resentment flared. "What position is that? Being treated like a girl?"
He expected Adam to react with irritation, but the big man just shook his head as if he
found everything Lucas said to be funny. He crowded Lucas back against the bike and said
softly, "A lot of guys would kill to have a big stud like me show an interest in them. Don't tell
me, Lucas, that you don't get hard at the thought of me holding your ankles to your ears and
shoving my big cock up your ass."
Lucas flushed. "It's not because you're big or--"
"Isn't it?" Adam's gaze was knowing. "You put up with Tyler's shit because you're
looking forward to the day when you can pay it all back to him with interest. Tell me why you
put up with me bossing you around. I know you don't want to fuck me. So tell me why you let
me shave your balls. Tell me why you let me shove my cum in your mouth. Tell me why you
let me stand here and talk about fucking you, Lucas."
Lucas wished he had the room to turn away or step around Adam. Anything to avoid
those piercing dark eyes which saw disturbingly deep.
Adam reached around behind him and grabbed him by the ass with both hands.
"Shit, Adam!" He struggled to push the thick arms away but Adam merely squeezed the
globes of his ass until Lucas yelped and subsided.
"You're embarrassed, but it turns you on that I would grab your ass like this. Like I own
it."
Lucas shook his head vehemently.
"A couple of weeks ago you would have decked any guy who tried this. Are you
fighting me, Lucas? Are you resisting?" Adam's smile was dark. "Not really." He pushed his
thigh forward, forcing it between Lucas' legs. He pressed it up against Lucas' erection. "What's
this, hmm?"
Lucas blushed.
"In our little threesome -- in our triad -- there will be only one top and that's me. You've
known this since the beginning and you haven't complained about it or tried to overturn it.
That's because you want me to be in control. But guess what -- in order to get my cock up your
ass you have to accept that I'm going to control aspects of your life outside of bed too. I don't
play at domination games. I live domination. Saying I treat you like a girl is an insult to me, it s
like you telling me I'm not strong enough to have control over a real man. Are you a real man,
Lucas?"
"Yes," he murmured.
He caught back a moan as Adam squeezed his ass.
"Am I strong enough to control, fuck, and take care of you, Lucas?" His fingers crept
inwards to the seam of Lucas' shorts and pressed, pushing the fabric into his crease. His hole
twitched as if sensing the proximity of something that could penetrate it.
"Yes," Lucas gasped. He clutched Adam's biceps. "I'm sorry. I never meant to suggest
that I don't think you're a man or a -- a top."
"But you have trouble accepting that you're my bottom."
Lucas' hips jerked forward when Adam pressed a cloth-covered finger against his hole.
"Are you going to fuck me, Lucas?"
The question was ridiculous. "No. I wouldn't even try." He didn't want to see Adam
under anyone.
"Am I going to fuck you? Look into my eyes when you answer."
Face hot, dick hard, Lucas looked into Adam's eyes and answered. "I think you're going
to end up fucking me. And -- and I think I'm going to like it."
Adam smiled. "Good boy." He laughed as Lucas' cock lurched against his thigh. "You
like when I call you a good boy, huh?"
Lucas was sure he was going to die of mortification. "Please don't, Adam. My ego can
only take so much at a time."
Adam took mercy on him. He eased his grip on Lucas' ass and gave it an affectionate
pat before releasing him. "I'm not out to humiliate you, man. That's not my thing." He stepped [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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