Page 26 of Fritillaria (Fortune Records Omegaverse #5)

Chapter 26

A spis

Ivy lets out a giggle filled with scheming mirth. She is definitely up to something.

Matilda grins up at me, her expression relaxed in a way that I don’t think I’ve ever seen it. I bend to kiss her softly before we follow Ivy. I’m not sure that either of us really believe that this is happening.

I know for sure that Ivy is up to something when she leads us past an open door that is definitely to her bedroom. Instead, she brings us to a stop further down the hallway at a closed door.

“If you are really interested in being with me… well, this is a part of that.” She says as she clicks open the door and flicks on a dim light.

It’s a sleek, black sex room. I chuckle to myself as I take it in.

There’s a bench in the center of the space with cuffs attached. It’s not a huge space, but there is room for me to move around and take a look at everything. In the back of the room is a padded Saint Andrews Cross, built with more comfort in mind than I have seen before. The walls are lined with various different tools and gadgets, and my mind reels with how I would want to use it all.

“A lot of this hasn’t been used.” I comment, noticing the crisp, unworn leather.

Ivy blushes, her confidence diminishing as she sees that this hasn’t scared me off.

“I used to date someone who I did all this with. By the time I bought this apartment, she and I had broken up.” She doesn’t look sad, just stating it more so as fact. “I had the room set up in case I ever got with anyone else who was interested. I had the money to do it, so why not? But no, this room has only been used solo.”

I nod to myself, and check on Matilda.

She is still standing near the door, her golden eyes wide as she takes in the space. It’s certainly not a cozy omega nest.

But something tells me that we won’t be in here too often, just when one of the girls feels like they need it.

“Tell me about your limits.” I ask Ivy, lowering myself and perching against the bench, trying to make her as comfortable as possible to answer.

Ivy looks at me with surprise again. She really was trying to scare me off. I wonder why that is… maybe she is feeling guilty over how things have played out between the three of us so far.

“Umm, well… I can’t really have any visible marks left behind. Just with my line of work. I also don’t love pain. A little is nice, but nothing extreme.”

I silently take note of her preferences, leaving the room in silence as I wait for her thoughts to spin. She will have more to say if I am patient.

“I have a kink, it’s auralism. It means I really get off on sounds and voices. So please be as loud as you want.” She chuckles. I haven’t met anyone with that kink before, but it sounds fun. “I’m a submissive, in theory…”

“You’re a brat.” I cut her off, knowing that she was about to skirt around it.

She smirks at me, mischief alight in her eyes, but she doesn’t protest.

“You obviously like restraints.” I comment, looking pointedly at the Cross. “Safe word?”

“Fritillaria.”

This is not how I was envisioning my evening, but Ivy obviously brought us here for a reason. She could have easily taken us to her bedroom and shown us this later.

She needs this.

“Matilda, darling.” She easily moves into my arms and I stroke her ears and hair softly as we speak. “Is this something that you want to be involved in?”

She has been adventurous with me in bed so far. There hasn’t been anything that she isn’t into, yet. But I still need to check in with something as serious as this.

“I think so,” she looks up at me with innocence, her plush lips already swollen from our earlier activities. “I’m not sure about my limits …”

“We can explore them together.”

Matilda agrees, but she still stays pressed close to my side for reassurance as I look back to Ivy.

“You can watch to start, darling. Because we are going to spend some time punishing Ivy for making us wait for her.”

Ivy crosses her legs, seeking friction at my words and I know I am correct.