Three's Not A Crowd: A Polyamorous BDSM Story (18+)

Prologue

She walked in with her head held high. The sound of those black stiletto heels echoed in the building with every confident step she took.

Her black blazer draped over her left arm, while she held a steaming hot coffee in her right hand.

Her white button up had some of the top buttons open, stopping just above her cleavage. The sleek black ironed pants added to her aura.

Her long black hair blew with every step she took. Her curves stood out; the black sunglasses covering those dark, controlling orbs.

A bold red lip and perfectly manicured nails reflected her neat and tidy personality. Every head turned to look at the flawless woman.

She walked like she owned the place, because she did. Well, she didn't technically own the place, but she owned the man who this place belonged to.

"Good morning Ms. Hills" the receptionist greeted her. She removed her glasses, smiling down at the girl who just greeted her.

"Morning to you too Freya."

She was sweet, she was gentle. She had everything she could ever wish for. Yet, this perfect woman knew how to remain down to Earth.

"You can head right in. Sir's expecting you" Freya told her. Her smile widened as she thanked the working girl and headed upstairs.

As she reached his office, she knocked twice, waiting for his heavy voice to send her a reply. Oh how she loved his voice.

"Come in Sylvia!"

She opened the door, immediately locking eyes with him. And as always, she was mesmerized by his dark amber eyes.

"Hello darling" he smiled at her, the sunlight illuminating his face, causing his beautiful eyes to sparkle.

"Did you miss me?" she teased, walking over to him seductively. He scanned her body, a wave of possessiveness washing over him.

"You always let others see what's mine. So unfair!" he complained, making her chuckle. She headed to where he was sat, and sat in his lap.

"You don't want to make others jealous then? You don't want them to see that it's just you who has this treasure?" she asked.

As she spoke, she caressed his cheek. He leaned into her touch, humming as his tense body relaxed.

"Xavier...."

Her warm breath hit his face as she so captivatingly said his name. Within seconds, he was putty in her hands. Especially when she used 'that' tone.

"I love you" Sylvia said, landing a peck on his cheek. "You left a lipstick stain, didn't you?" he asked, looking at her grinning face.

She playfully swatted his chest. "That's not a response to what I said" she narrowed her eyes at him. He chuckled.

"I love you too my sweet mistress" he winked flirtatiously. She sighed. "So you just love me because I'm your mistress hm? Not your girlfriend?" she faked sadness.

Xavier laughed, burying his face in her neck. "I love you Sylvia. Every part of you, every form you. I swear" he said.

"So, why am I here?" she asked, running her fingers through his hair. "Mental support" he replied, and she immediately caught on.

"You have a long meeting?" she asked. "Mhm. A very important one. And I don't want to mess up in any possible way. Plus, you're my lucky charm."

"So you called me here all the way from my office to sit beside you as your lucky charm while you don't even let me speak in your meeting?" she asked, playfully glaring at him.

"I know you love it baby" he said, making her smile. "I do" she nodded. Sylvia took out a wipe, wiping away her lipstick stain from his cheek.

"All good to go Mr. Alvarez!" she said. "Ah! One day you too shall be called with that surname" Xavier promised.

"I'll be waiting" Sylvia replied. And then the room fell silent. There was a topic they both wished to talk about, but none were comfortable.

"So, did you decide?" Xavier finally asked. Sylvia sighed. "A third person in our relationship. It will definitely change things up a lot" she said.

"Please Sylvie. I don't want to lose you. But I need to satisfy my dominant urge too. I cannot always be a submissive, neither can you become a bottom" Xavier pleaded.

He pleads only in front of her. He cries only in front of her. He would be damned if the outside world saw the Spanish mafia don on his knees for a woman.

"I am ready to give it a shot for you. After all, my parents too were in such a relationship" she nodded. Xavier smiled, flashing his perfectly white teeth.

"But it will be a man! I will not tolerate another woman with you" Sylvia declared. Xavier immediately agreed. He didn't care about the gender.

"So I guess now we go to clubs to search for the perfect little sub huh?" Sylvia shook her head, already tired of just imagining the process.

"You can leave that on me" Xavier kissed her cheek. They talked about random stuff for about 15 minutes before it was time for the meeting.

"Who even is this person?" Sylvia asked as Xavier straightened up his suit. "An important one. Owns one of the biggest tech enterprises in the world" he replied.

"Built it on his own?" she asked. Xavier shook his head. "Family business. He shares the ownership with his siblings" he answered.

"So like me, Micah and Elias" she stated, earning a nod in response. Just then, there was a knock on the door, and Xavier asked the person to come in.

The door opened, and in walked the most handsomely built man both Sylvia and Xavier had ever seen. They shared a look, both agreeing with the man's beauty.

Hot. That was what both of them thought. A dirty image crossed Sylvia's mind, imagining this Greek God's body kneeling before her.

Xavier imagined the same, making up a scenario in his head with this man whimpering under him.

Yet, both of them knew very well that it was only an imagination. The man didn't look submissive at all. Not an inch of him gave out that he would be a bottom in bed.

But then again, it was the same case with Xavier. No one could tell that the Spanish mafia don was one to plead and quiver under a dominant lady's touch.

"Good morning! I'm in the right office, correct?" the mysteriously attractive man spoke, breaking the couple out of their trance.

"Ah yes of course! I do own this company. Xavier Alvarez" Xavier brought his hand forward for a shake.

"And this is my girlfriend, Sylvia Hills" he introduced. The man smiled, making both Sylvia and Xavier lose their breaths at how gorgeous his smile was.

And then he introduced himself. He gave his name. A name that would soon become a part of Sylvia and Xavier's heart.

He took Xavier's hand, giving it a firm shake. "Blackwood. Maxwell Blackwood."

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So....how was it? Do you guys recognize Maxwell?

Also, what would you all prefer? A story with smut in it? Or smut with a story in it?