Sin and Deception (Sin and Lies #2)

Chapter 16

Sixteen

T HEO

The transformation in Nerine's once fiery eyes was now evident. The intense blaze that had burned just hours earlier, demanding we release her from her bindings, no longer existed. In its place, her shoulders sagged with shame, and her cobalt eyes reflected nothing but remorse and anguish. It became clear to me just how heavy her burden was, along with all the dark secrets she carried.

My anger toward her vanished in an instant. How could I possibly blame her? If I were in her position, I couldn't say that I wouldn't have made the same choices.

No, any blame fell squarely on my family and Xander's. And ultimately, on Nerine's family .

Here we were, the three of us, confronting the consequences of our elders' actions. It was a cruel fate, but our enemies were unyielding in their quest for revenge. They would not rest until they achieved their goal.

And success, in their eyes, meant death.

But there was only one solution in my mind.

"The only way out of this is for me to remove myself."

"Remove yourself from what?" Xander demanded.

"From everything. From you. Our relationship," I replied, turning to face Nerine. "And from our sons’ lives."

"That's absurd, Theo," Nerine protested.

"She's right," Xander growled, clearly angered by my suggestion. "You can't give up on us because of this."

"I'm not giving up on anything. I'm proposing a solution to save our lives," I countered before returning to Nerine. "And saving our sons' lives, too."

Xander's voice rose in frustration. "And how is leaving us a solution?"

"It's the only way to keep us safe," I stated firmly.

"And that's not giving up?" Xander shouted, his anger escalating. "Do you even remember your vow, Theo? Maybe you didn't make it in front of God or our families, but you made it to me."

"My vow?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow. "What does that have to do with anything?"

He scoffed, his words fueling the flames of our heated argument.

"I can't believe you would even ask that. Your vow means everything—everything—in this situation, Theo. You promised me that no matter how difficult things became or what our enemies threw at us, you would never abandon us. How could you forget something like that?"

Our voices grew louder as we stood up, facing each other with fiery gazes.

"How dare you think I need reminding," I seethed, and my anger peaked.

"I'm offering a solution to keep us safe, and you question my loyalty? Don't you see my father's actions brought us here, Xander?" I cried out. "His foolish pride, his insatiable ego! And for what? To prove to his sons that he possessed the courage to take down the leader of our enemy?"

I turned away, pacing back and forth in the small cabin of the plane. I couldn't stand still—my fury was building inside me like a raging inferno, threatening to consume me.

"And as if that wasn't enough, as if he hadn't already caused enough damage, he defied orders and chased after that car. He killed a child, for God's sake!" My voice echoed through the cabin as I continued pacing like a trapped animal. At that moment, I hated being on this plane. All I wanted was to run away. To escape from my past, my family, and the cursed blood flowing through my veins.

But I couldn't. This cursed legacy was a part of me, a weight on my shoulders that I could never shake off. No matter how much I wished to be someone else, the burden of this curse was mine.

“Theo.”

“Theo,” Nerine’s voice sliced through my thoughts like a sharp knife, startling me and pulling me back to the reality of our current situation. Unable to meet her gaze, I turned away and focused on the clouds outside the plane window. Fluffy, white clouds drifted by, peacefully displaying purity and cleanliness, starkly contrasting the dark, twisted path that had led me here. I was tainted, marked by my family’s sins, since the moment I drew my first breath as an infant.

Shaking my head, I muttered bitterly, “The sins of the father fall on the son. Isn’t that how it goes?”

“Fuck that nonsense,” Nerine exploded from behind me, her voice laced with anger and frustration. “How can you believe such bullshit?”

I could feel their disappointment and pain radiating from them. I was hurting them, just as I had feared I would. They shouldn’t expect anything less from me.

I knew deep down that I bore the blame for this mess. It was all because of my connections to my fucked up family.

“Honestly, I don’t know how the two of you can still stand to be around me.” My words hung heavy in the air for what felt like an eternity before a hand suddenly landed on my forearm and pulled me around.

Nerine stood before me, her usually bright sea-blue eyes now clouded with pain and frustration. Xander watched from his seat, a mix of sadness, disappointment, and understanding playing across his face.

Without warning, Nerine punched me in the stomach with surprising strength, causing me to stumble backward.

“What the fuck?” I exclaimed, caught off guard by her sudden aggression.

“I thought you were smarter than this! When did you become so stupid?” she demanded, hitting me again, harder this time.

I shifted away from her blows but hit the small white leather couch against the side of the plane.

“Calm the fuck down,” I demanded, trying to give her a few seconds to release her anger before I grabbed her hands in an attempt to stop her constant assault.

But she wouldn’t listen. “No! I’m serious, Theo!” she yelled again, pushing me so hard that I fell back onto the sofa.

She stood over me, her beautiful face contorted with anger as she shook her head in disbelief. “Are you a dumbass? Only a dumbass says the shit you just said.”

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down as well. “Nerine?—”

“Don’t Nerine me. None of us are going anywhere. Is that clear?” She kept yelling, not giving me a chance to respond. “We can’t just snap our fingers and become different people. I’m the prime example of how that fucking doesn’t work. You will not come find me just to run away. I need you now more than ever. Do you hear me?”

She jumped on top of me and hit me again, this time pounding her fist into my chest.

I managed to capture her wrists this time, pulling her toward me and ordering, “Stop punching me.”

“You aren't going anywhere until you get it through your thick skull. None of us are.” Her voice was shaking now, tears streaming down her face and falling onto mine. “We’re a family now. ”

“A family?” I repeated, unable to process her words as I held onto her tightly.

Her brow furrowed in confusion and frustration as she replied, “What did you think we were? You, me, Xander—we’re family. And now we have our boys. We protect one another.”

I was at a loss for words. Family, just the three of us and our little ones?

“Don’t act so surprised,” Nerine scolded, wiping her tears with one hand while still clinging to me with the other. “I know you’re angry, and I understand. But everything I’ve done was to protect us, our circle, our family.” Her voice broke as she continued. “And if I can’t back out, you can’t either.”

The raw emotion storming in her eyes was like a hurricane breaking through the carefully built walls I had constructed around myself. Her forehead pressed against mine, drawing us closer together. “I’m sorry for hurting you. I know I'm not the perfect angel you thought I was. But we must figure this out for our family and the boys.” The word "family" echoed in my mind as I gazed at the woman before me.

Nerine.

Xander.

Our boys.

A family.

These two simple words contained an entire world of love and possibility. As much as I tried to resist, it was time to forgive her .

In an instant, the tension inside me shattered like glass, replaced by a flood of emotions. Anger and pain washed away, leaving behind only an immense, all-encompassing love for this woman.

Releasing Nerine's wrist, I gently cupped her face and lifted it. Tenderly wiping away the tears from her cheeks with my thumb, I spoke softly, "You've made your point loud and clear, Angel."

She gave me a watery smile as I pulled her toward me. Our lips just inches apart, Xander's voice interrupted from his chair, "Are you done with your tantrum now, Theo?"

My response was immediate and filled with frustration. "Fuck off, Xan."

Ignoring his presence, I closed the distance between Nerine and me and captured her lips in a deep kiss. She melted into me, her mouth soft and inviting. A moment later, my eyes met Xander’s as he crouched beside us. A familiar spark of lust shone in his gaze, charging the energy around us into a frenzy.

"I'd rather fuck her," he stated boldly.

I couldn't help but feel my cock twitch in agreement. The three of us remained still, waiting to see who would make the next move.

"I thought you said you wouldn't touch me until you got everything out of me?" Nerine whispered, daring to break the electric silence.

My desire for her only grew at her boldness. Looking up into her eyes, I could see something ethereal and transcendent in her beauty, something that surpassed words .

"We've all suffered enough pain for a lifetime," I murmured, my fingers tangling in her hair and resting at the nape of her neck. She looked down at me, searching my eyes for something unspoken.

"Nerine," I breathed, "you've given us more than we ever could have imagined."

She gasped at my words, her lips parting slightly with anticipation. It was time to put an end to this game of resistance.

Without hesitation, I pulled her back, our lips colliding together. Her mouth felt like velvet against mine, soft and pliable, yielding to my desires.

Her thighs tightened around my hips as she kissed me deeply, inviting and welcoming. As I reached down between her legs and settled my thumb against her denim-covered clit, Xander stepped up behind her, his hands cupping her breasts.

Suddenly, Xander pinched one of her nipples, causing her to break away from our kiss and cry out in pleasure.

“Oh, dear God.” Her moans filled the cabin like a familiar song that had been long forgotten, sweet and comforting.

My arousal grew to almost painful levels as I watched them continue their passionate embrace.

As I circled Nerine's sensitive nub through her clothes, I reached up and grabbed Xander's shoulder, pulling him closer. He held her chin, and his lips met hers while my gaze stayed fixed on the two of them.

This was what we needed .

This was what we had been missing.

Together.

As one.

Our bodies entwined in a symphony of desire and love.

Watching them together intensified my desire. Their passion fueled my own.

Their bodies entwined, a tangle of desire and passion. The heat between them intensified as their hands roamed over each other's skin, igniting flames of need. I removed my hand from between her legs and reached for the edge of her sweatshirt. I pulled it up, deliberately letting my fingers trace along the curves of her body, causing her to shiver.

Xander took the cue, gripping her arms as we removed the garment.

With no time to spare, our angel stood before us, topless, her body a canvas of perfection. The soft curve of her breasts, highlighted by the golden glow of her skin, beckoned us like a moth to a flame.

Now that I knew she had given birth, I could see the changes in her body. Her breasts were fuller and rounder, and her nipples were darker and more pronounced. As she sat straddling me, half-naked and breathtakingly beautiful, I couldn't help but marvel at how childbirth had only enhanced her allure.

Xander grabbed her hips and pulled her away from me, turning her to face him as she stood up. His mouth captured hers again with a hunger that matched my own. He lost himself in the kiss, his hands roaming over her body, memorizing every inch .

Xander and I never lacked pleasure or affection in Nerine’s absence. However, no matter how deeply we immersed ourselves in each other’s bodies, there was an undeniable void without the missing piece of our souls.

Having her here filled that void and smoothed the jagged edges that marked us. Nerine was gentle in all the ways we were tough. She balanced my energies. Without her, we were a three-legged table struggling to bear the weight of the world.

With her back in our arms, we were complete again.

Xander gently pushed her back onto the couch and leaned down, popping the button of her jeans. The denim slipped down her thighs, revealing her golden skin inch by inch, like a gradual unveiling of a goddess.

The way she lay before us, embracing her sexuality and desire, was a dream come true. She revealed nothing to us when it came to sex. She couldn't even if she tried.

I rose to my feet and gestured for Xander to stand beside me. Together, we took in the sight of our naked angel and fed off the wild, insatiable lust she incited inside us.

"I missed you both so much," Nerine admitted with a shy smile. "Let me show you."

She pushed off the sofa and dropped to the floor, her knees hitting with a soft thud as she knelt before us. With a seductive smile playing on her lips, she reached for Xander's belt buckle, freeing the leather from its loop and unfastening his pants.

Her eyes locked with his as she pulled down his boxers, revealing his throbbing cock that sprang free. She held his gaze and licked her lips, giving us a glimpse of the wanton vixen she kept locked away most of the time.

Turning to me, she smiled as she noticed I had removed my clothes while she undressed Xander. My erection stood proudly before her, pulsing with need and begging for release.

Instead of diving straight into pleasure and curious to see what she had planned, I took a deep breath, trying to regain some semblance of sanity.

Except, I lost every one of my rational thoughts the moment she wrapped her fingers around both of our cocks, stroking up and down our shafts with practiced ease.

"I love how you both feel," she purred, mischief glinting in her blue irises as they met mine. "Your cock is so pretty, Theo. So thick and hard. I can barely wrap my fingers around you. Dicks aren't supposed to be pretty, but yours is."

I shuddered as her grip tightened, sending a jolt of electricity down my spine. With a mischievous smile adorned on her lips, she leaned forward and engulfed the head of my cock between them.

“Fuck me!” I cried out, feeling a wave of pleasure wash over me as her warm tongue slid across my weeping shaft.

She sucked me in with eager determination, causing tension to swirl inside my body and leaving me breathless. Up and down, her lips slipped over my pulsing cock, creating a mesmerizing rhythm.

Xander reached over to me, grabbed my face, and covered my mouth with his. Our tongues danced together as he devoured me, adding another layer of intense sensation to the already overwhelming pleasure. A moan escaped from deep in my throat as I felt the pulsing pleasure of sensations rocketing throughout my body, pushing me closer to the edge of climax.

And then, the beautiful, wicked temptress pulled away from my twitching cock only to turn and engulf Xander’s cock with her velvety lips.

He jerked, his tongue freezing for a second in my mouth, telling me that he was experiencing the same torture I had just endured. But just like me, he couldn't resist the alluring pull she held over us.

I held onto the back of his head and pulled him closer, our kiss now charged with primal desire and need. It starkly contrasted with how we had been devouring Nerine just moments earlier.

Xander groaned into my mouth before suddenly pulling away, his gaze darting down to Nerine as she worked her magic on his throbbing dick. She was beyond sexy, her wet lips wrapped tightly around his hardness.

She hummed, reveling in the feel of him filling her mouth. Her eyes were closed in ecstasy as she slid up and down his engorged shaft.

“My god, Angel,” I hissed, unable to tear my gaze away from the erotic scene in front of us. “You are the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen.”

Her lashes fluttered open as she released Xander’s cock from her mouth.

She started to lean over to grab me again, but Xander ordered, “No. ”

She stopped with a whimper, “Please.”

That damn plea was going to drive me insane.

“I have other plans for you.” He sat on the low couch and reached for her.

The hunger in her cobalt irises and the goosebumps prickling her skin made it abundantly clear she had no objections to the change in plans.

She rose, taking his offered hand. Then he took hold of her hips and lifted her over him, settling her with one knee on either side of his thighs.

“Sit on my cock, Angel,” he demanded, his voice thick with desire and urgency. “Now.”

Without a protest, she smiled and positioned, letting the head of his cock brush against her sopping pussy before guiding him inside.

The tattoo etched down her spine, symbolizing the three of us glistened with sweat, as she threw her head back and moaned loudly, “Oh, Xander. You feel so good.”

God, she was so fucking beautiful.

“That’s it,” he said through gritted teeth, his brow furrowed with primal need. “Yes. Fuck, yes!”

She moved slowly at first, but Xander wanted more. He took hold of her ass and brought her down hard, burying himself completely inside her.

She bowed her back at the invasion, and I couldn’t help but grab hold of my cock as it wept with precum.

I loved seeing this side of Xander's untamed, primal need that came out when he was overwhelmed by pleasure.

With Nerine, he was always gentle and attentive, like a true gentleman. But rarely, if ever, did he allow his inner beast to surface in such a fierce, dominant, and unapologetically savage manner—perhaps the brutal, ruthless enforcer he was made him soften for our woman.

Then there were times like this when he rode the edge between control and surrender, times when Nerine had pushed him too far, and his beast emerged without restraint.

He thirsted for Nerine’s pussy like he needed water to survive. Her full breasts bounced in the air as Xander fucked into her hard, their bodies moving together like well-oiled machines. I loved watching them, seeing how Xander fisted Nerine’s hair in an unforgiving hold that looked almost painful. He dug his fingers into the tender flesh of her hip, leaving his mark on her skin.

His eyes glimmered with a possessive desire to conquer, to possess, to ensure she submitted to him entirely.

Her eyes were closed as she threw her head back. She released soft shallow breaths through her slightly opened lips, swollen from sucking our cocks.

The pleasure on her face was undeniable.

This woman was desire-incarnate, and she belonged to Xander and me.

She rolled her hips sensually and expertly, milking Xander’s cock with her pussy and bringing us all closer to the brink of ecstasy.

“Are you going to play voyeur or join us?” Nerine asked through panted gasps, teasing me with the offer of pleasurable release.

Seeing Xander and Nerine together was enough to push me over the edge like a teenager. But I wouldn't allow that to happen. I wanted to savor every moment of this experience.

"I'll be joining you soon enough," I said, watching as Xander channeled my dominant nature when it came to Nerine.

I was not a gentle lover in any way. Nerine desired my intensity and the pleasure that pushed boundaries. I gave her everything she desired, carefully pushing her to the brink of ecstasy before sending her spiraling into pure bliss.

"Oh please, Theo. I need you so much," Nerine pleaded, her body writhing against Xander's as he continued to thrust into her roughly.

"You beg so beautifully, Angel. How can I resist?" I stepped closer, placing my hands on top of Xander's as we both touched and pleasured Nerine.

"I don't beg," she gasped, meeting my gaze with a defiant look.

Xander and I exchanged smirks, knowing full well that she did indeed beg in her way.

"Of course not," I said with amusement, trailing my fingers up her naked body until they wrapped around her slender throat. "You only ask with your moans and pleas."

My engorged throbbing dick lay heavy along Nerine's backside, begging for attention. Her body moved against mine, teasing me and driving me wild with desire.

Leaning close to her ear, I whispered, "Want to know a secret?"

"Yes." Her head rolled back with a moan.

"I need you just as much as Xander does," I admitted, sliding my hand from her throat to cup the back of her neck. "We both do. Don’t ever leave us again."

She reached back and tangled her fingers in my hair.

"Or what?" she challenged, a mischievous glint in her eye.

I nipped at her earlobe and let Xander take over the conversation.

"It's simple," he said, pausing his movements and holding her still on his cock. "We will kill you."

Nerine's grip on my hair tightened as if she were about to pull it out. "Well then, we understand what will happen if either of you decides to leave me."

"I guess we are," Xander smirked, leaning forward to nip at her lower lip before shifting his gaze to mine. "And what about you, Theo?"

The playful atmosphere grew more serious as he sought reassurance from me.

"We're clear," I assured him, biting down on Nerine's neck and then asking, "Now can we get back to fucking her?"

"Yes," Nerine moaned. "Can we please get back to fucking me?"

The mood shifted once again, our breaths growing heavy with arousal once more. Xander and I pulled Nerine into a heated kiss. Each took turns exploring her mouth with our tongues. Our hands roamed over her smooth skin as she resumed gliding along Xander's thick cock.

My erection dripped with need, craving its turn in the action.

"It's time for me to join in," I announced, placing my hand on Nerine's lower back and urging her forward onto Xander's length.

She looked incredible in that moment, completely open and ready for us. Reaching for the armrest of the sofa, I grabbed a packet of lube and quickly tore it open, slicking up my shaft.

Moving into position behind her, I rubbed the head of my cock along their bodies. Xander's breathing quickened as I started at his balls and slid toward Nerine's tight entrance. She was already dripping wet, her juices coating Xander's cock and teasing me.

I aligned myself with her puckered hole and gave her the signal, "Now, Angel."

She slowly pressed down, her ass swallowing up my cock inch by delicious, hot inch. The heat of her surrounding me and the feel of Xander’s massive girth throbbing against my shaft through the thin skin separating us almost sent me crashing over the edge.

I took a deep breath, determined to hold on until we were ready.

“My God, my God,” Nerine called out as I completely buried myself inside her. “It’s so good. Oh fuck, Theo.”

We let her lead in the beginning, watching as she rocked back and forth to grow accustomed to the sensations of the two of us inside her. Once we knew she was ready, we took control.

Xander slid into her sweet pussy, pulling out just as I pushed into her tight ass until we moved in a primal dance that sent the three of us into a trance of pure pleasure .

Connected like this, nothing else existed.

Nerine, Xander, and Theo. The bond we’d created in adolescence was still a living, breathing thing as adults.

The pleasure was overwhelming and not enough. It would never be enough. I wanted to gorge myself on it forever.

Our bodies worked together with precision, drawing pleasure from every cell of my body, my cock hot and swollen inside my love. I caught Xander’s eye over her shoulder and held his hot gaze. He was on fire with lust, panting and groaning, lost in passion, just like me, and as we slammed into Nerine together, I knew nothing in the world would ever get between us again.

Xander.

Nerine.

Me.

We were one. We always had been. And we always would be.

The look of pure, unadulterated desire and love in Xander’s eyes, mixed with the intoxicating feel of his cock sliding against mine and the white-hot heat of Nerine’s ass, sent me crashing over the edge cascading into pure ecstasy.

“I’m coming,” I groaned, gasping and thrusting hard into the depths of her body.

Her pussy spasmed and quivered as she cried out, and Xander groaned loudly. His dick twitched against mine, and our voices echoed through the plane as our bodies exploded into a symphony of beautiful pleasure, the three of us exactly where we needed to remain, in each other’s embrace.