Chapter Thirteen
His possessive declaration has me physically aching. He looms over me like a wolf, and it proves to me that nobody has ever wanted me like this. Ever. There’s never been a person who looked at me like owning my soul wouldn’t be enough for them.
The fact that he’s my stepbrother doesn't bother him at all. There’s no self-consciousness about the way he wants me. To him, everyone can fuck off if they care what we do.
I think I like that.
I nod, accepting everything he’s said. Danny’s breath on my shoulder reminds me that they both have their hands on me. Their words tell me they want me, but are attracted to each other too. This wild fantasy has somehow become reality and I have no desire to fight any of it.
My body shakes at Chase’s touch, making me wild before his fingers pump inside me. I focus on his eyes and it hits me that they’ve always been there, locked on me. Ever since we met. They still are, but this time I’m not looking away.
I’m being pulled under, never before feeling something quite so erotic or torturously good as this. “Please,” I say, my voice breaking. “I want more.”
Danny’s breathless laugh warms my shoulder as Chase stares me down, almost like the pleasure on my face feeds something inside him.
“More?” he repeats back to me, adding a third finger and picking up speed with his thumb on my clit.
When I nod, his mouth drops to my nipple, and I watch as he sucks it into his mouth, rolling his tongue across it until I'm clenching around his fingers. The visual is right out of my daydreams, and I fight to keep my eyes open so I don’t miss a single moment.
“Oh, fuck.” An uncontrollable shaking starts in my legs as my body tightens. The way he’s touching me is obviously part of it, but the taboo undertones of what we’re doing is pushing me headfirst into an orgasm like I’ve never fucking felt.
“I’m gonna come, Chase,” I say, my pained voice swallowed by him as he kisses me again with bruising force. Demanding that even my words belong to him.
“Then do it,” he murmurs against my lips and I do. I break against him, rolling my hips against his hand as Danny’s squeeze my thighs. I’m suspended between them as I shatter. But they just hold me tighter, Chase’s hand stroking my center to give me something strong to break against.
My hips roll until I’m wrung dry, and I go still as I try to recover from the riot Chase just caused in my body. My ears ring, and if they set me down now my shaking legs would fail me.
“Trick or treat Danny,” Chase says with a tiny smirk.
“Treat,” Danny breathes against my neck.
Chase pulls his fingers from my pussy, soaked with my arousal, and holds them in front of Danny’s mouth. “Suck,” he commands in that maddeningly calm voice of his. I roll my head to the side to watch as Danny does what he’s told.
“Good boy,” Chase praises, then kisses him, licking his lips clean before dropping his mouth back to mine, kissing me softly. I can barely return it, and he laughs.
“You look beautiful when you break for me,” he says, his forehead falling to mine. For a moment, all I can see is his gaze, and they become the universe. Chase is overwhelming, all-encompassing.
My heart clenches. “Is this a trick? Tell me, please, right now. If this is a game I don’t want to play.”
He studies me and slips his hand into my hair, cradling the side of my face. I barely resist the urge to nuzzle against it.
“No games, Leigh. This is real. Feel this?” He picks me up from Danny’s grip and carries me to his bed, keeping me tight against his chest. He lays me down and I crawl back into the middle, Chase following me on hands and knees.
When his weight presses down between my legs, bracing himself over me with one arm by my head, I can’t look away from his body on mine.
He picks up my hand and places it over his heart, where I can feel it jackhammering through his skin. “That feels real, right?”
I nod, trying to memorize this view of him.
Over top of me, his hair hanging down into his face.
Danny moves to the other side of the bed, sliding up against my side.
It’s almost overwhelming when the two of them are so close, their hands moving on me.
“This feels real.” I agree as Danny rolls my strapless dress down my chest and stomach, low enough that it catches on my hips.
Chase’s eyes are roaming me as Danny reaches behind me to unhook my bra. My throat clenches when he pulls it off and I’m left on display.
“Not a trick,” Danny says, as if he can see the question still lingering in the back of my head.
His mouth takes my nipple between his lips, sucking roughly and looking up at me through his lashes as he lightly bites down on it, making me jolt.
Chase watches him for a moment and then sits up, yanking his shirt over his head and tugging up on my hips so that he can pull the dress completely off of me before tossing it to the floor.
A shaky smile is all I can manage as I automatically pull my legs in to cover myself, but Chase shakes his head, gripping my thighs and pressing them down to the comforter. “Don’t hide from me now, Leigh. I’ve been dying to taste you for years.”
And he proves it a moment later, when he flattens his tongue against my pussy and runs it up the length of me, sending a shockwave through my overly sensitive body.
He hums appreciatively against my slick center and it feels like heaven with his best friend’s mouth devouring my nipples in turn. Danny grips each of my calves, tugging backwards so that my knees are pressing into the bed, putting my pussy on full display for Chase’s greedy mouth.
He eats me like he’s starving, something I’ve never experienced with Isaac. I allow myself to sink into it, into Danny folding me open for him, letting them lead the way. I roll my hips against Chase’s face, begging for more—for him to never, ever stop.
I careen straight into a second orgasm when his tongue plunges inside me, fucking me until I’m crying out for both of them, tensing beneath the hands that hold me to the bed.
I can feel my arousal slick on my skin, and I’ve definitely made a mess of his bed, but Chase looks like he’s won the fucking National Championship as he sits up on his knees and looks darkly at my body, unzipping his pants.
“Do you know how many times I’ve gotten off to the thought of you just like this,” he says, that low rumble in his voice making my stomach swoop again.
I shake my head, but if I had to guess it was probably not more than the number of times I’d masturbated to this very image of him above me right now.
“And not one compared to the real thing, you beautiful girl.” He pulls his cock free and I take in the sight of him as he swipes two fingers along my pussy and rubs my wetness along his cock, pumping himself twice.
“Last chance to back out, baby,” he says softly, leaning forward with his arm by my shoulder holding himself up. He rubs the head of himself against my pussy, his sandy hair brushing across my face, his eyes meeting mine. “Is this what you want?”
“Yes. Please,” I say, reaching out for the button of Danny’s jeans when Chase pushes the tip of his cock inside me, stretching me with an agonizing slowness as he drags out the movement until it’s torture.
“Aw, look how sweetly your brother fucks you,” Danny says, unbuttoning his pants as Chase’s laugh rumbles quietly through him.
“He’s not my brother,” I pant, eyes fixated on the sight of Chase pushing inside me. I’ve never been so needy in my life, this feeling taking over any reason I have left in me. I need him, all of him. And Danny too.
My head falls back when he’s almost worked himself completely inside me. Chase pushes back on my legs so that they fold, opening them, which somehow makes him feel even deeper. He stares down at my pussy, watching himself sink inside. “Almost there. You’re taking me so good. Just a little more.”
My heated skin flushes, my body breaking out in a sweat as he continues.
I reach out to Danny, pushing down his zipper and he pulls his cock out for me.
My hand wraps around it, squeezing him lightly when it jumps in my hand.
Something about it melts a tiny bit of my apprehension.
He’s just as affected as I am. It’s not just me feeling feral needy here. They both want me just as much.
I slowly pump him, trying to figure out how this will work with the three of us. Chase is doing short thrusts inside me as I adjust to him, his finger pressed to my clit in small circles that have me seeing stars.
“Chase,” I moan as he hits a spot inside me that releases electric bursts with each movement. “Oh my god, you feel so good.”
“Knew you’d love this,” he says, picking up his speed. Small noises break past my lips as he does, like he’s knocking the sense from my brain and it’s all I can muster. Maybe he is—it sure feels like reality has fled the room.
“Come here,” I say to Danny, and he does, threading his hand in my hair before turning my face toward him.
“Open up,” he says, and I do, needing him to feel what me and Chase are sharing. He adjusts his position and then feeds his cock into my hungry mouth. Not slowly like Chase is being. Danny is less cautious with me, handling me with more aggression. I find that I like it.
“Fucking hell,” Chase mutters as he watches Danny slide into my mouth. “You fit so well between us, Leigh.”
It lights something in my core, that same sensual urge that I get when I write. That this desire I have makes sense, that it isn’t something bad. As my self-consciousness wanes I flick my tongue around Danny, peering up at him as I pull him farther into my mouth.
“Jesus Christ,” Danny groans as he clutches the headboard. His hips roll against my mouth as I suck, and Chase picks up speed as he thrusts inside me. My moans vibrate through Danny and I can feel him tightening as if to hold himself back from viciously fucking my mouth.
A moment later, Chase’s hands are on my hips and I’m flipped onto my stomach, Danny popping free from my mouth. “Danny, sit and lean back against the headboard.”
He does what he’s told, and a moment later Chase’s large hand pushes down on my head so that Danny’s cock is pressing against my lips.
I eagerly take him deep, sucking with earnest as I feel Chase on his knees behind me, thrusting back into me with one deep, rough stroke.
I cry out against Danny, who fucks into my mouth until I’m gagging.
“Shit, it’s like she was made for this,” Danny says, gripping my hair as he raises his hips to my mouth. I moan around him. He’s right. I’ve written this scene before, just never imagined it would happen to me in real life.
“She is. Absolutely. Fucking. Perfect for us,” Chase confirms, thrusting with each word until I’m close to deliriousness from being filled so completely.
“I could live in this pussy,” he says roughly, spanking my ass and tugging back on my hair so that I pop off Danny’s cock.
“Tell him how much you love sucking his cock.”
I’m panting, trying to catch my breath. My makeup is surely smearing yet Danny looks at me like I’m a goddess. “I love your cock in my mouth. I want more,” I say and his eyes darken.
“More?” he asks, and I nod confirmation.
He looks up at Chase over my shoulder and I wonder what they are agreeing on before Danny looks back at me, eyes bright with excitement.
Chase pulls me back as Danny moves beneath me, laying back with his dark hair messy.
His hands grip around my thighs to pull me closer, so that I’m lined up over his cock. “How much more?”
Chase kisses my shoulder. “Remember, Leigh, this is your story to finish, yeah?”
I pause, understanding what logically comes next. I’ve watched porn before, obviously. Plus, I’ve voraciously read my smutty romance books like they could be taken away from me at any moment. I’ve always imagined something like this, but reality is not usually the same as fiction.
“I want to try this with you. I need both of you.”
“Take it, then,” Chase says, hands on my hips as I scoot forward. Glancing back at Chase, he nods at me, eyes burning. I bite my lip, not sure how to word my hesitancy.
“It’s okay. Danny’s the only person I would let be with you like this. We’ll make it good for you, Leigh. We’ll take care of you.”
I take in his expression, and I believe him. Not a trick. It’s not a trick, this is fucking real life somehow. Turning back to Danny, he studies my face as I gather my resolve.
I exhale shakily and Danny’s hands grip my hips as I start to sink lower, letting him fill me.