15
TATE
We ended up having dinner at the diner again.
Mom and Dad had gotten lazy with the cooking, so they kept taking us to the diner. Not that Ronan and I would ever complain.
We were addicted to those cheeseburgers, and I knew I’d miss them once we’d go back home.
During dinner, I couldn’t look away from Mom and Ronan. Now that I knew about them, I saw them in a whole different light.
It was interesting to observe them, and I tried to catch the little things, like Mom placing her hand on Ronan’s thigh under the table, and Ronan looking at her with admiration.
To be fair, it was strange. But I just went with it.
We didn’t talk much during dinner, and I was getting used to the silence when Dad cleared his throat, disrupting this calmness around us.
We all looked at him, waiting for him to speak. What he said wasn’t something I thought he’d ever bring up in front of all of us—and in public, for that matter.
“So, I have been thinking,” he said, shooting us all a look. There was amusement in his eyes, but also a hint of uncertainty.
“About what?” Ronan asked, his brow raised.
“About the two of you. About Tate and me. And about all of us.”
Oh…shit.
Wait, no, this was good.
Right?
Damn, I didn’t know what was right or wrong anymore.
I pressed my lips together tightly and dropped my gaze to my hands on the table. I didn’t want to see Mom and Ronan’s reaction when he came clear about knowing about them.
“Okay, shoot,” Mom challenged.
Dear God.
She’s going to get the shock of her life in just seconds now.
“Tate and I know about you. That you’re fucking.” Dad had no shame.
Then again, why would he have any when he was fucking me?
I squirmed and wanted to close my eyes and never look up again, but something urged me to do exactly that. I lifted my gaze, looking right at Mom and Ronan as their expressions changed.
While Mom’s face relaxed for some strange reason, Ronan’s turned white. It almost looked like he was going to faint.
“How long have you known?”
“Wait, what is he even talking about?” Ronan asked with a nervous chuckle, trying to keep their secret hidden.
Dad shot him a glare. “You heard me, son. I’m talking about you fucking my wife.”
“That’s disgusting. Why would you even—”
Mom nudged him with her elbow, hissing at him to stop because his words were no use. We knew, and they were caught. And by Mom’s reaction, it didn’t seem like she cared too much.
“How long?” Mom asked, looking between Dad and me. “And did you know, too?”
“I’ve known since you two started going at it. In summer, that was. I’ve watched you a few times too, actually. And Tate over here had her suspicions before I had the chance to tell her. But, yes, she knew.”
“Motherfucker,” Ronan muttered, hiding his face in his hands.
“Exactly.” Dad raised a brow at him, amusement dancing in his eyes.
What did that make me? A dadfucker ? No, there was no such thing.
Not in the vocabulary, at least. But in reality, I was one. Because I let Dad fuck me.
I played with my fingers, feeling extremely nervous and somewhat anxious.
I wasn’t ready for them to know about Dad and me.
What if they wouldn’t accept it?
Though, if they wouldn’t, they were hypocrites.
“And why did you feel the need to out us like this, Reid?” Mom asked, sounding confronting.
I dropped my gaze again and wished to not be here for what Dad said next. I couldn’t take it, but I guessed that if they had to go through this, I would have too. I was just like them, and they had to understand and not get angry, right?
Cracking my knuckles, I tried my best to calm myself down. nothing really helped though, and my anxiety went through the diner’s roof.
“Because I figured it was only fair to tell you that Tate and I had been doing the same. We’ve been intimate throughout this trip. And let me tell you, Ainsley, it’s been the best.”
Dad’s words were mocking her, and they were mean. Why did he act this way with her? I thought they loved each other.
I furrowed my brows, still no able to look up, but I could feel Mom’s eyes on me. She was glaring at me, which only made this worse.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, hiccupping as my throat thickened with emotions.
“Don’t.” Dad put his hand on my thigh and squeezed it, and I dared to look at him. His expression was soft. Unlike Mom’s, I figured. “We’re all the same here.”
“Apparently,” Ronan muttered. “Shit…you know this is some kind of sickness we have, right? No normal family would ever do shit like this.”
“We love each other. That’s why we do it,” Dad told him.
Nothing was making sense anymore.
How was this okay?
How was everyone so calm during this revelation? Surely, I must’ve missed out on something. Why else was I the only one thinking that this was way too twisted to be real?
“What now?” Ronan asked. “Do we just continue like this?”
“What else would we do? Stop?” Mom shot back. Her eyes weren’t on me anymore, but I could still sense a type of jealousy directed my way.
Why would she be jealous? Because Dad was fucking me?
She shouldn’t be jealous. Clearly, she had more fun with Ronan than with Dad. I had nothing to do with her.
I finally looked at her, and our eyes met.
Yeah, she was angry at me.
And jealous.
My jaw clenched.
She had no right to be angry at me. Nobody else here was angry. Just her.
I raised a brow at her, and I felt the urge to tell her about all the things Dad told me. How I felt much better than her, and that I was way more fun to fuck.
But I kept my mouth shut, which was probably for the better.
***
We went back to the cabin after we sat in silence after finishing our dinner. Things felt awkward. Well, at least to me they did.
I didn’t know where to look or what to do.
Things felt still strange, and I didn’t know how to act.
Luckily, there was Dad who took matters into his hands, and told us exactly what he wanted to do next.
“Ronan, Tate, go sit on your bed,” he demanded.
He placed his hand on my lower back, and I looked up at him, wondering what he had planned.
He smiled softly and rubbed my back. “We’ll come too, don’t worry. Go sit on the bed with your brother.”
“Okay.”
Dad kissed the top of my head, and after giving me a nudge, I headed to the bedroom with Ronan following close behind.
Once we sat down on the side of the bed, I looked at Ronan. I pressed my lips together and played with my fingers again. I was still anxious, yet, Ronan looked relaxed.
“What do you think he wants to do?” I asked, hoping he could give me an answer that would calm me down.
Instead of being helpful, he smirked at me smugly. “He’ll have us all fuck.”
That made me grimace with disgust.
But why?
Why was I so disgusted by the idea of the four of us fucking, when I had clearly done weirder stuff? Like, drink Dad’s piss, for example.
My mind was foggy, and all I felt like doing was sleep. My body was starting to feel numb, and so did my head.
I dropped my gaze when I heard Mom and Dad’s footsteps coming closer. I couldn’t look at them. My heart was racing, and the mood in the bedroom darkened.
Dad stepped in front of me and cupped my face with one hand, making me tilt back my head and look up at him. He smiled, brushing my thumb along my skin. “Are you okay, sweetheart?”
I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat. “I think so.”
“I need you to be okay for this, sweetheart. Can’t have you regret this later.”
I furrowed my brows. “Regret what?”
He watched me closely as he squatted in front of me, resting his hands on my knees. “Now that we all know about each other’s secrets, I think it’s only fair to not have anyone feel left out. Your mother and I think we should seal this bond. To make sure we’ll be a family forever.”
His words made sense, but a small part of me was screaming to stop this. I looked at Dad, then lifted my gaze to look at Mom standing behind him. She had her arms crossed, and her eyes was still filled with anger. Jealousy.
“I’m not so sure Mom really wants this,” I said quietly.
“She does. Don’t you, darling?”
Mom was all tense, but she eased a little when Dad reached behind him to touch her leg. “Yes, I do. It will make our family stronger.”
I breathed in deeply, keeping my eyes on Dad the whole time. “Are you sure about this? I mean, how…how will this even work?”
“Don’t you worry about that. We’ll guide you. We’ll make this good for you,” he promised. He got up again and pressed a kiss to my lips, whispering how much he loved me before he stepped away.
This was really happening.
I wasn’t sleeping, and everything around me was very much real.
Get your shit together, Tate. You’re as sick as they are, and there is no reason for you to chicken out now.
Dad made Ronan and me undress, and while I was doing it willingly, something deep inside of me told me that this was wrong. I didn’t understand how I had been so obsessed with Dad, wanting to get close to him, only to now feel weird about this situation.
It was as if my mind was trying to snap out of something. As if my morals had been suppressed for months, and now my head was trying to tell me to make this stop.
Still, I stood naked next to Ronan, with Mom and Dad in front of us.
“We made beautiful kids, didn’t we, Ainsley?” Dad said, taking us both in.
“We sure did. I can see now why you’re so fascinated with her. She has a beautiful body,” Mom said. Her eyes wandered all over my body, and that initial jealousy that was written on her face was gone.
I felt my cheeks flush, and for some strange reason, I was starting to enjoy this.
God, I change my mind a lot.
I smiled tightly, unsure if I had to thank her or not.
I didn’t. I figured she’d know that I accepted her compliment.
I watched as Dad stepped closer to us, and instead of touching me, he reached out his hand to cup Ronan’s cheek. I didn’t mind sharing Dad with Ronan, and it was exciting to see what they’d do with each other.
My eyes were glued on them, and I watched as Dad leaned in to kiss Ronan. He didn’t pull back. Instead, he put his hands on Dad’s chest and leaned in to deepen the kiss.
Shit , that was hot.
I sucked in my bottom lip, unable to take my eyes off them, but I did when I noticed Mom coming toward me.
I looked at her, and because Ronan was so comfortable with Dad, I figured I had to be comfortable too. Not that I wasn’t. I just didn’t know how this would work. We were four people, and before, I only ever had sex with one person.
Mom didn’t say a word when she stepped even closer, and she cupped my tits with both hands before leaning in to pull one nipple into her mouth.
I sucked in a breath and held it.
It didn’t feel as strange as I thought it would, though, I would have to get used to it first.
Dad stopped kissing Ronan, and they both watched Mom suck and lick my nipples. “How does that feel, sweetheart?” Dad asked, rubbing my back gently before he placed his hand on my ass. He squeezed it, and having his hand on me while Mom was playing with my tits made me relax immediately.
“It feels nice,” I told him.
“Good. It looks hot too.”
I kept my eyes on Dad while resting one hand on Mom’s shoulder to steady myself. She kept going for a while longer before stepping back, and Dad made Ronan and me get on the bed while he undressed with Mom.
They were both naked in a matter of seconds, and because I had seen Dad naked before, I moved my eyes to Mom’s body, taking it in inch by inch.
She was beautiful. Not that I had never seen her in a bikini before or anything, but seeing her shaven pussy and round, full breasts amazed me.
Why did Dad not like to fuck her anymore? She was perfect.
“Move over here,” Dad told me, helping me get to the end of the bed. He made me get on all four, with my hands on the edge of the mattress. I was facing him, but I turned my head to look behind me as Mom got on the bed behind me, lying on her back, with her head in my direction.
“Part your legs,” she told me, sliding further under me until my pussy was above her face.
My heart started racing. Now I was really getting nervous.
Why were they all moving as if they had done this before?
They must’ve planned this.
No, they couldn’t have.
We only found out about each other earlier in the diner.
Ronan got on the bed in front of Mom as she placed her hands on my ass, pulling me further down until her mouth cupped my pussy.
I moaned in surprise, and my hips bucked as she started to play with my clit.
I watched Ronan position himself, rubbing his semi-hard cock, and sliding his tip through Mom’s slit.
Sick.
We were all sick.
Mom moaned against my pussy when Ronan pushed into her, and I turned my head to look at Dad, waiting for him to tell me what he wanted me to do.
He pinched my chin between his finger and thumb, keeping my head tilted so I would keep looking at him. He observed me closely, taking in my face before he said, “I want to fuck this mouth. Open up.”
I did as I was told, and he slid his cock inside my mouth until the tip hit the back of my throat.
There was moaning and groaning in the room, and I was taken over by all the emotions and feelings I felt. Dad kept thrusting his cock into my mouth while Mom licked my pussy.
I was liking this.
As much as that small part of me was trying to make me think differently, I was enjoying it.
I had never heard Mom or Ronan moan before but hearing them while knowing that they were fucking behind me was a turn on. Without having to looking at their faces, I could hear them come closer to their climaxes, and with Dad’s cock throbbing in my mouth, I knew he was close too.
I couldn’t focus on my body as much as I wanted, and though Mom was making me feel good, I wouldn’t be able to orgasm this time.
“Keep that mouth open when I come. I want my cum all over your pretty face,” Dad grunted.
I looked up at him through my lashes, letting him continue to fuck my mouth hard. It was getting hard to breathe, but I continued to endure this for his pleasure.
When I tasted the first drop of cum, I knew he was ready for relief.
He pulled his cock out of my mouth and rubbed along his length as strings of cum landed on my mouth. He wasn’t directly aiming at it though, and most of the salty liquid ended up covering my face.
He groaned and muttered curses, and from behind, I heard Ronan to the same.
“Goddamn,” Ro hissed through gritted teeth. “You like my cum all over you ass and back, don’t you, Momma?”
It was strange hearing him talk like that, but it was even stranger having Mom moan his name. It sent shivers down my spine, and I wasn’t sure if it was in a good or bad way.
I simply accepted it, just like I accepted what was happening.
There wasn’t much time for me to question this. In fact, the time to question any of this had already passed. Even before we had gotten naked.
Still, my brain felt numb, almost as if I had been dreaming all of this.
As if someone was reading the most twisted story to me, and I was in such shock that I couldn’t do anything other than sit and listen, even with the story becoming darker, sentence after sentence.
This was our life now.
The four of us, being intimate with each other without showing a single bit of regret or shame.
But after all, we were a family, and we’d do anything for this bond to only grow stronger and never weaker.