Chapter Nineteen #2
“You see what you do to me, Lori?” he asks as he strokes himself. “I shouldn’t want this… I shouldn’t want to hold you down and fuck you to tears… I’m your big brother, Lori… I’m not supposed to want to have your cunt wrapped around me.”
“Cam,” I choke out. I am panting, but I am not fucking moving. I am not ruining this because I want him to come.
“What is it, Lori?” he asks, groaning as he quickens his pace. “What is it?”
I whine and bang my head back against the wall. “Damnit, Cameron,” I pout when he moves the jet of water.
“Look. At. Me,” he speaks. I lift my head to look at him and he moves the jet back, making a moan escape me. “What do you want? It’s just me and you.”
“I want to…help you,” I choke out. He smiles, gently grabbing my hand.
He has me wrap my fingers around his cock before covering my hand with his.
I tighten my grip, and he groans deeply.
I keep eye contact with him as we start to move, stroking his cock.
After a second, he moves his hand to cover my mouth.
I’m not confused at all when he drops the sprayer and shoves his fingers inside of me.
My eyes roll back, and I moan against his hand when he curls them just right and starts to fuck me with them.
I grab his hip and pull him closer as I quicken my pace. This suddenly turns into a contest to see who can make the other come first. He moves his fingers inside of me and I nearly collapse. I am losing this silent war, and he knows it.
“Look at my slutty little sister… Coming on her big brother’s fingers,” he taunts. “If you wanted to be my little whore, all you had to say was please, Lori.”
“Fuck, Cam,” I moan softly. I go to lay my head back and he grabs my face.
“No. Eyes on me, little sister. I want you to know exactly who is making you feel good,” he growls. “Now, come for me, Lori.”
“It feels so good,” I choke. My pussy tightens around him as I grow closer, and he pushes deeper. “Fuck, I’m gonna come.”
“That’s it. That’s my girl,” he coaxes. “Come for me, pretty girl. I want it, Lori… There you go. Oh, that’s good, baby. So good.”
When my orgasm starts to fade, I surprise us both when I push him back and go to my knees.
“Lori, I… Oh fuck,” he groans when I wrap my lips around his cock and suck.
I grab the sprayer and point it at my pussy.
When the jet hits my clit, I groan and take him down my throat to suck hard.
I focus on the pleasure and take it all out on Cameron.
He keeps his hand on my head and watches as I get us both off.
When my orgasm hits me, I groan around his cock and the vibrations send him spiraling into his own. I take him deep and swallow as he drains his cock down my throat.
As soon as I pull away, he pulls me up and pushes me back against the wall. “I am so goddamn addicted to you; I will happily burn in hell knowing I have already enjoyed heaven.”
“I… I think I just cheated,” I say quietly.
“No, Remy is… a bad influence,” he says.
“I am not,” Remy says from the shower door. I instantly tear up and Cam steps aside so Remy can get to me. He smiles softly as he takes my face in his hands. “That… was the hottest fucking thing I have ever seen.”
“What?” I ask tearfully.
“Something about you on your knees sucking off your big brother does it for me,” he says as he picks me up and presses me back against the wall.
“Jesus, why are you so big?!” I groan as he slides his cock into me. I loop my arms around his neck as he starts to drive into me. “Fuck, that’s good, Remy.”
Cameron watches us and looks hungry. He has a slight smirk playing on his lips and every time our eyes meet, the less I am able to hold back my desire than I once was. I know it’s wrong to want my brother. I know I will burn for this, but I don’t care.
By the time Remy is about to come, I am a mess. He has moved me to lie on the bench and has my feet on his shoulders so he can drive into me. I am begging him for more because it’s the only words I can manage. He groans and pushes deep to drain his cock inside of me.
When he pulls out and starts cleaning me, I am breathing heavily and trying to teach myself how to form words again.
“What happened to the detectives?” I ask.
“They had to take a call. They finished Matthew’s autopsy, so they said it’d be a while for that report,” Remy says as he pulls me up to stand.
“Oh,” I say. “I’m going to go run away now.”
“Nope,” Remy says, as he grabs my wrists and pulls me under the water. It’s hotter than what he would normally put it at, and that makes me smile. Cam starts washing my hair, and I tip my head back and close my eyes.
“Are you going to make me talk?” I ask.
“Not right now,” he says. “Just relax.”
“The water is nice,” I remark after a beat.
“I won’t let you boil yourself, but we can meet in the middle,” he says. “You understand why, yes?”
“No,” I admit.
“Lorelei, scalding yourself like that intentionally as a result of stress is self-harm,” he says. “You are intentionally harming yourself as a way of releasing an emotion.”
“Oh… I’m sorry,” I say quietly.
“Don’t apologize for trying to cope, Lorelei,” Remy says as he and Cam start washing my body. “What else helps?”
“Getting fucked,” I say bluntly, and Cam laughs heartily. I can’t help but smile. “It’s true. I can’t think about all the shitty parts of my life if I am too busy coming. Although… This is only a recent development that I am learning that it helps.”
“Anything specific?” Remy asks.
“I like pain… I think,” I say, opening my eyes.
“Got it,” he says. “I hope you know that I am not judging either of you, Lorelei.”
“I should have talked to you before…”
“You have done nothing wrong,” Remy interrupts. “Let’s go eat dinner, and then we can watch a movie. Okay?”
“Okay,” I sigh.
“What?”
“I just… I need… I don’t know what is going on or where things are headed, but it needs to be a slow journey,” I say. “Please.”
“Okay,” Remy smiles. “Still doing filthy things to you in your sleep, though.”
“Deal. I can’t object if I’m asleep.”
“That’s the spirit!” Remy laughs.
I decided to do something that I admittedly might regret.
I was with Remy when he made my tea, but when he left the kitchen for a moment, I poured a lot of it out and replaced it with tea without the sedative.
This way, I can stay awake. I have been laying here keeping my breathing as slow and even as I can with my eyes closed, and I think I have them fooled.
I want to know what they do when I sleep. I am extremely tired, so I can comfortably sit here without wanting to crawl out of my skin from boredom.
“She asleep?” Cam asks.
“I can’t tell,” Remy says. “I’ve been watching her.” He has spent years watching me, I might not actually get away with this. He isn’t the one I want to do this for, though, and I think he will understand that. “We can give her a little longer. Do you mind locking up?”
“I can do that,” Cam says. He gets off the bed and walks out of the room. A few seconds pass and I jump when he calls me out.
“Brat. Why are you lying?” he says, poking me in the side. I open my eyes, and he chuckles. “You look tired.”
“I poured most of it out,” I say.
“I know. I saw. Why?” he asks.
“I know you aren’t the only one playing with me at night,” I say. “I want to know, but I don’t want the pressure of having to respond to it.”
“Okay,” he says. “Stay as relaxed as you possibly can. Let your body react naturally, including noises. I’ll put you on your belly so it will be easier to fool him.”
“Thank you,” I say as he rolls me over and undresses me.
“Think you can handle knowing?” he asks, kissing my shoulder blade.
“I need to know I’m not the only crazy one,” I say quietly.
“Oh, honey,” he laughs. “You are the sanest one in this house… No talking.”
I bury my face in my arm and focus on my breathing. I force myself to meditate, almost. “Andrea is asleep, but Ross is awake. They’ll switch off in a few hours,” Cam says. “She good?”
“Yeah,” Remy says. “She’s pretty out of it.”
“I am honestly shocked by what happened in the shower,” Cam says.
“Why? She looks at your dick every time she gets a chance,” Remy laughs.
He’s not wrong…
“Looking is different than taking it down your throat,” Cam says. “Also, holy fuck.”
“She is incredible, isn’t she?”
“She is,” he agrees. “You haven’t put her like that before.”
“Nope. Figured you could take her ass this time,” Remy says.
Ah, yep. That’s my punishment for lying. Cameron is going to fucking break me. He is massive and larger than Remy. I can hardly handle Remy, so I know this is going to be brutal. “Are you sure?” Cam asks, almost nervously.
“I am. She’s taken me before, so it will help her body get used to you,” Remy says. One of them, I assume Remy, pulls my leg up to push something into my pussy. It presses against my g-spot but is also pressing against my clit. “This will help her body relax so it doesn’t hurt her.”
“I think her and I should sit down and talk soon,” Cam says as Remy moves to straddle my legs.
“If she will,” Remy says. “You need to, but she is still hung up on you being her brother.”
“I mean, that is a massive thing to get hung up on,” Cam laughs.
“I get it, but I also see it this way… You are both adults and of sound mind. You had a vasectomy, so there is no risk of you accidentally getting her pregnant. You living with us wouldn’t be abnormal and you two have been super close your entire lives.
Just keep the PDA behind closed doors and it’s none of anyone’s business what you two do,” Remy says as he puts lube on me and him.
“I just wish Tris had a chance to talk to her. She would have known exactly what to say. They were practically the same person, and I think Tris dying is what is blocking her,” Cam explains.
“What do you mean?”
“I’m afraid she feels guilty for letting it happen because I was with Tris and she hasn’t even been gone a week,” Cam tells him.
“Tris wanted it though.”