Chapter 19 Candrin
CANDRIN
Hell breaks loose
I was freaking. Nope I was beyond freaking. It was Friday and Tanner was coming home this evening and I had to confess. Should I get down on my knees? Prostrate myself on the floor? Beg for forgiveness?
If I had cheated with someone, had a fling and was sorry and promised it would never happen again, maybe Tanner would forgive me.
But that wasn’t what I wanted. I was selfish and wanted both men in my life, in my bed, and in my ass.
In a perfect world, Tanner would be in my bed three nights a week, Huston another three and I’d have a night to myself thinking about their dicks.
Slick dribbled from my hole when I thought of the pair and their big cocks. Now I had some money, I could buy more underwear because I was constantly washing and wearing the few pairs I’d brought with me from my former home because slick was ever-present.
Tanner. Huston. Tanner. Huston. I loved… yes, not just lusted, I loved them. And I couldn’t choose but feared I was going to lose both.
Shit! Shit! Shit! This was so fucked up.
I’d venture that it was worse than my Charles situation.
I’d put that on the back burner for now because Tanner and Huston were more important than that fucker.
He could wait. What was the saying? Revenge is a dish best served cold.
Yeah, let him stew, furious he didn’t get the car.
If I hadn’t been dealing with the chaos that was my personal life, I would have enjoyed imagining him in Father’s den slamming his fist on the leather couch and maybe throwing a vase or two.
He’d be seething because someone had beaten him. And that someone was me.
The phone beeped and I screamed. Too early. Not now. Stay away. Not that I really wanted Tanner to not come home. I wanted him to come… inside me. And Huston too.
But it was Huston saying he had a work thing and as it was across town, he might stay with friends tonight.
Phew. A one-night reprieve. The evening would allow me to explain to Tanner that…
that what? His brother and I had sex and I liked it.
Yeah, we’d been fucking every night this week.
And still I wanted more. We’d had so much sex, I’d put off making a decision about whether one or both of us should follow Charles.
Another ding from the phone. I hardly dared look in case Huston changed his mind and was headed home. But it was his brother.
Delayed. See you in the morning.
That was good news and bad news. The good was the confrontation was postponed until tomorrow and the bad was that I’d have no dick in my ass tonight.
Miss you. See you tomorrow.
With the house to myself, and groceries I’d bought with the money in my bank account—thanks, Branson—I closed the curtains, scrolled through playlists on my phone and with the music blaring, I went into the kitchen.
With a recipe I’d printed out at the office, I cooked my first meal solo.
Giving myself a high five, I ate spicy shrimp noodles accompanied by a cold beer.
If it weren’t for my fucked up personal life, this would be a perfect night.
On a whim, I tossed off my clothes, turned the music up and bopped around the living room.
Gods, it felt good to shake my butt and get rid of the aggression I’d been holding in about Charles, the frustration at loving two men, especially two brothers, and my financial situation.
I closed my eyes and lost myself to the music.
Until a thump or was it a slam had my eyes snap open. Oh shit! Tanner had walked in, the noise must have been him shutting the door.
“What are you doing here?” I yelled over the music.
“I live here, remember.”
“What are you doing?” I shouted as he removed his tie and tossed off his jacket.
“I’m hoping to fuck you, if that’s okay.”
My mouth gaped. We were both yelling and I’d forgotten I was naked but my cock hadn’t.
It was hard. I turned off the music as Tanner got down to his underwear.
Slick was trickling down my leg because Tanner was sliding his briefs over his thighs and his huge arousal bounded out.
I licked around my mouth, my determination to tell Tanner everything forgotten in my desire to be fucked.
“I thought you were delayed.”
“Long story.” He took a step toward me. “Don’t want to talk about it now.”
I gulped. “What do you want to do?”
“Didn’t I say that earlier?” He stroked my cheek and I moaned.
“Say it again, please.”
“Put my dick in your hole.”
“Yes, please,” I whimpered.
His arousal rubbed against my own. “Did you miss me?”
Damn, why did he have to ask so many questions? I did miss him but I couldn’t add that I was also doing other things with his brother and in those moments, Tanner slipped my mind. Especially when Huston’s cock was in me and his name was on my lips.
“Yes,” I squeaked, “but I’ve been busy.” I cringed as the words spilled out.
“Well, miss me no more because my length, my tongue and my fingers are at your service.”
“Oh.” I was melting under his touch and his way with words. Another minute and I’d be under him in another way, moaning and grunting, as his dick slid in and out.
Tanner glanced around. “Where’s Huston? I expected him to be here?”
“Huston?” My voice rose.
“Yeah, one of the other guys who lives here and my brother.”
“He's out for the evening.” I pulled Tanner toward the couch and fell backward, with him on top of me.
“Whatever can we do with the house to ourselves?” he asked, his face split in a wicked grin. “And look, we’re naked!”
I giggled as he placed a soft kiss on my lips and I grabbed his cock and pumped.
He snarled. I loved it when he acted all alpha-like, even though he was nothing like that.
Tanner kissed over my jaw and throat, moved down to one nipple which he grazed with his teeth.
I bucked my hips as a charge of excitement surged through my veins.
While I did want him inside me, I was all for prolonging it with licking, nibbling and sucking.
One last flick of my pointed nipple and he moved lower to my belly button, sticking his tongue in it, making me yelp as goosebumps prickled over my skin.
He lifted his head. “You like that, huh?”
“More please.”
Tanner continued down my happy trail until he reached my cock but after licking along the shaft, he spread my legs, exposing my hole.
“So much slick. You must want me badly, my omega.”
“Mmmm,” I mumbled as I lifted my knees, giving him better access.
His tongue flicked my hole and I arched my back as my body was flooded with multiple sensations. Wave after wave of ecstasy rolled over me. Lifting my head, I mumbled, “Are you going to stick your tongue in me?” Please say yes!
“Would you like that?”
I nodded, my head bouncing up and down reminding me of a mechanical toy.
“Your wish is my command.”
With the music off, the house was quiet except for our panting, moaning and my cries of, “More, please,” and “I like that.” But as Tanner’s tongue slid into my hole and I grabbed a chunk of his hair, a noise outside, maybe on the porch, had me twisting my head toward the door.
I tapped Tanner’s shoulder. “Did you hear that?”
He pulled away and rested his chin on my leg. “Hear what?”
“Maybe it was the wind. I thought there was someone on the porch”
“No one better interrupt me when I’m about to eat you out,” he growled.
A key jangled and I froze, my body going cold, the heat Tanner had generated escaping, leaving me shivering.
“This wasn’t supposed to happen,” I wailed as the door opened.
Huston stood framed by the porch light. He blinked, probably trying to focus because the room was lit by a small lamp near my head.
He squinted and I knew the moment he understood what was happening.
“What the fuck are you doing, Tanner?”
“What does it look like I’m doing? Tanner shouted. “I’m about to fuck the tenant.”
“I can see exactly what’s going on and I don’t like it,” Huston screamed.
I blocked out their yelling. Was that what I was to Tanner? Just the tenant? My eyes blurred with tears and I pushed him away and sat up trying to hide my dick behind a cushion.
“Now look what you’ve done, Huston. Go somewhere else. You’re embarrassing the omega.”
“I have a name,” I piped up. “Not just the tenant or the omega. My name’s Candrin.”
“Sorry, love. Let’s go to my room and we can finish what we started before my brother interrupted us.”
“The fuck you are,” Huston shouted.