Chapter 16
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
“ALL I WANTED WAS YOU” BY EX HABIT
LUNA
Thorn feeds me the rest of my breakfast by hand, then waits while I have a shower, surprising me by not joining.
Though I must confess my poor pussy is still a little sore from yesterday.
I flush when I remember how we all lost ourselves in each other, the pleasure they gave me unlike anything I’d ever experienced before.
Sure, I was a bit of a loner throughout high school, but I still managed to lose my virginity and hook up with a couple of guys, also loners.
They were never as dominant as I liked, as demanding as I craved, and the orgasms were okay, but not like the mind-altering ones I experienced with the triplets.
Thorn helps me to get dressed and holds my hand as we head downstairs, finding the others in the kitchen, a place they clearly like to hang out when not in the den.
“I was promised plans,” I declare as we walk in, and Blade comes up to me, a rare smile on his face as he pulls me into his large arms, much to Thorn’s annoyance if the grumbles of discontent are any indication.
Our parents are out for the day, so we can be a bit freer with not having to hide our relationship.
“Good morning, Goldilocks,” Blade rumbles in my ear, nuzzling his nose against my cheek and taking a deep inhale like he’s trying to breathe me in. “And we do have plans, don’t you worry your pretty little head about it.”
I let out a growl, not needing to be patronized, but he just laughs and pulls me tighter against his body, which is encased in his usual black combat pants and tight-fitting T-shirt.
I’ll move in a minute, I think to myself, my hands clasping the front of his shirt as I snuggle into him.
He’s just so warm, and I can feel it even through my sweatshirt.
I hate being so cold all the time, but my body struggles to maintain body temperature, especially given the lack of weight that would help keep me warm.
“Asshole,” I mutter, just so he knows that he can’t talk to me like that.
“Your asshole,” he replies, kissing the top of my head, and just like that, warmth explodes inside me.
“Right, I have your discharge instructions here from your last treatment,” Chase interjects, and I stay in Blade’s arms but turn my head so I’m looking at him as he sits at the island, like that morning after the party.
Papers are strewn across the surface, and he picks one up, my chest tightening.
“‘Mild nausea and fatigue are common side effects,’” he reads, and I scoff. Fucking understatement of the century.
“What they mean is your body will feel like it’s being turned inside out while simultaneously being filled with concrete.” Blade’s arms tighten around me, Chase giving me a pained look.
“Shit, is it that bad?” Thorn asks, a tin of tea in his hand as he looks over from his tea-making station.
“It sucks big hairy donkey balls,” I reply, and they all chuckle, even if it seems a little forced. “But better than the alternative, I guess.” Blade lets out a shaky exhale, and I snuggle into him more, both of us needing reassurance after my words.
“Your white count is critically low. You need to be careful,” Blade states, and I look up at him, his brows furrowed.
“You’ve read my notes?” I’m not sure why that makes my stomach swoop, but it does. They keep surprising me with the care that they have already taken, the time they have already dedicated to me, even though it’s been less than forty-eight hours since they discovered my diagnosis.
“We all have, Goldilocks. We need to know where you’re at and how we can help.
” He places a quick kiss on my nose, then releases me to head over to the fridge.
Grabbing a protein shake out, one that doesn’t look like the type I’ve seen in there before because it’s in a branded mixing cup that is new, he strides back over to me.
“You need to eat. Your protein levels are low.”
“I just ate,” I tell him, crossing my arms over my chest, but he just raises a brow at me, and my heart skips a beat.
“If you want to be punished again, baby, just ask, but you will be upping your protein intake, so take the damn shake.”
With a huff, I grab it, smiling when I notice that the cup has my name printed on it, plus constellations dotted over it.
I glance up at Blade, and he gives me a wink that nearly floors me.
Jesus fuck. He should never do that again because I don’t think my kitty kat can handle the hotness of grumpy Papa Bear winking.
“I’ve arranged for the house to be thoroughly sanitized daily,” Chase adds, like I’m not a puddle of girl goo on the floor.
“And I’ve made a playlist called ‘Songs to Listen to While Your Brothers Are Being Overprotective Jerks,’” Thorn finishes with a wink, no less devastating than Blade’s.
I open the cap of the shake, bringing it to my lips to take a drink in a bid to distract myself. I’m just not sure what to do with this level of care. Sure, my mom looked after me before, but she didn’t have the resources or sometimes the time to go to this extreme. Yum, chocolate.
“Good girl,” Blade comments in a low tone that frankly should be illegal. “Now, we have a couple of options depending on your energy levels.”
“Which I’m logging into the symptom tracker,” Chase interjects, and I glance over at him, his tablet in hand, his gaze expectant. “Energy levels, any nausea or other symptoms? Brain fog?”
“Um,” I stall while my mind plays catch-up. “Well, I’d say low to medium energy, my head is a bit fuzzy but okay. No nausea yet, but my body feels kind of heavy.”
He makes a note while nodding.
“Then I suggest we take it easy today. We can lounge by the pool, though you will need to be under the shade and covered up because we can’t have you getting sunburned,” he tells me, setting the tablet down.
“Oooorrr,” Thorn coos, swaggering his way over to me with a steaming mug of tea in his hands. The green tea with cherry blossom by the smell, which is secretly one of my favorites. “We could all snuggle in the den for that stepbrother movie marathon you tried to have the other day.”
My nerve endings stir and tingle at the banked heat making his emerald eyes sparkle.
“I thought I wasn’t allowed in the den?” I ask, licking my suddenly dry lips.
Blade gives a low, deep chuckle that practically vibrates through my cells. This desire they can elicit from me, it’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced.
“I think the other night was proof that you are very much allowed in the den, Goldilocks.”
Images flash through my brain, of our bodies entangled, of them inside me and rendering me limp with pleasure.
“The movie marathon please,” I whisper, and all three smirk at me, dark promises in their eyes. Oh lord, I can’t even regret my decision, regardless of my pussy being a little tender still.
“Stepbrother marathon it is,” Thorn comments with a smirk, and I’m really not sure if he’s talking about the movies or them. Fuck, at this point, right now, I’ll agree to both.
“Let’s get it set up while these two make some snacks,” Blade suggests, taking my hand in his large one, tingles racing from his touch all the way up my arm.
He leads me back upstairs and into the den, which is back to its usual tidy state with the couch no longer a bed. My body floods with warmth at the sight of it, and Blade takes me around to the front, letting go of my hand to sit down, unbuckling his pants.
“W–what are you doing?” I ask, my heartbeat sounding loud in my ears as he pulls out his cock, already hard, the piercing glinting in the low light.
“You’re going to sit on Daddy’s cock, keep it warm in that tight pussy, while we watch the movies.” I have no words, my cheeks flushing as my core heats with a fire that rivals the heat of the sun. “That wasn’t a suggestion, Goldilocks.”
I place my shake on the table next to Blade, my eyes fixed on his beautiful dick as I pull down my leggings and panties, leaving them in a pile on the floor.
With a shaky inhale, I step between his parted thighs, turning and lowering myself down.
One of his hands grasps my hips, and I look between my legs to see his other on his dick, guiding it to my damp entrance.
“Blade,” I moan as he slowly fills me up and I sink down until he’s fully seated inside me.
It’s almost too much. Fuck, it is too much, but it makes all my cells fire up with how fucking good it feels.
There is a bit of soreness as I’m not used to taking such large cocks or so often, but it’s worth it for the pleasure that lights up my insides.
“Fuck, I missed my pussy. Can’t go more than a day without this, Goldilocks.” His voice is a deep rumble as his hand flexes on my hip, encouraging me to rest back against him as he pulls a blanket to cover us. “Now keep still, baby, and watch the movie.”
I’m not entirely sure how he thinks I’m going to manage that, sweat beading along my spine as he pulls me closer, his dick somehow going deeper as he grabs the remote and turns the TV on.
“Blade…” I sigh, my head resting back on his shoulder as he presses play just as Thorn and Chase enter, both carrying bowls and the smell of buttery popcorn filling the room.
“Shhhh,” he whispers in my ear, and I glance at Chase, who is staring at us, his gaze calculating.
My breaths are short, and I swallow hard as Thorn throws himself down, jostling me in Blade’s lap, causing a small hiss to escape my lips as Blade’s cock moves inside me.
“Why are your cheeks so red, Moonbeam?” he asks as the opening sequence starts to play, but fuck knows what’s happening because all I can focus on is Blade’s cock deep inside me and the fact he wants to hide it from his brothers, which makes this feel even more illicit than it already does.
Thorn leans forward, placing the back of his hand against my forehead, and Blade gives a small chuckle underneath me as I squirm and hold in the moan I want to give. “Does she feel hot to you, Blade?”
“She sure does,” Blade replies, and I can hear the grin that he so rarely shows in his voice, Thorn’s look of puzzlement and concern making my heart twinge.
“She’s sitting on our brother’s dick, Thorn,” Chase comments matter-of-factly as he sits on the other side of Thorn, grabbing a handful of popcorn and tossing a few kernels into his mouth.
My eyes bug out of my head as Thorn’s brows raise, then he sets aside his bowl of candy and lifts the blanket, a low whistle leaving his plush lips as he discovers that Chase is in fact correct.
“Well played, bro,” he says, letting the blanket drop back down, then shamelessly adjusting himself before grabbing his bowl and taking a handful. “Want some? They’re M&Ms, a selection because why choose, right?”
I giggle, not sure how I ended up in this situation, but here we are.
“Sure, I love M&Ms,” I reply, leaning over and grabbing a handful, hissing a breath as it jostles Blade inside me again. “Fuck.”
Blade gives a husky laugh as Thorn and Chase chuckle and the film continues, but I can’t focus, not even when the chocolate hits my taste buds.
All I can think about is how desperately I want to move, but as if Blade can read my mind, he places his other hand on my other hip, holding me firmly in place.
My mind races, then a small smile tugs my lips upwards as an idea forms in my mind. Taking an inhale, I tighten my inner muscles on my exhale, and Blade grunts.
“Luna,” he growls, and I bite my lower lip as I release my grip.
“Yes, Daddy?” I reply sweetly, and three masculine groans fill the room.
“Fuck, Goldie, you can’t say shit like that,” Thorn moans, adjusting himself once more in his brightly colored shorts, which don’t hide the fact he has a massive erection.
“Like what?” I clench my inner muscles again, Blade’s fingers digging into my skin as I do.
“Naughty fucking princess,” he grits out, but doesn’t ask me to stop, so I let go only to repeat the move. Hey, I figure getting in Kegels is never wasted, right?
I’m not sure any of us are paying attention to the film, and even though technically I’m not moving externally, Blade’s hips start to move in time with my clenches, sending sparks up and down my spine.
“This is so not fair,” Thorn grumbles, and I turn hooded eyes to find him pumping his dick in his hand. “I want her on my dick for the next movie.”
“Well,” Chase adds, and I look at him, finding him also with his cock in his hand, his eyes trained on the blanket and the slight movements Blade is making with his hips. “There are three films.”
Oh lord. I did not think this through.
One of Blade’s hands leaves my hips, which are still making small movements in time with my inner walls clasping and releasing him. His fingers find my engorged clit, brushing over it, and I whimper at the bolt of pleasure that shoots across me.
“I can play dirty too, Goldilocks,” he whispers against my ear, and I would reply with something sassy, but right now, my brain refuses to engage as all the blood is in my pussy.
My hands fist the blanket, my hips now moving as I squirm under his touch.
“That’s it, baby. Come all over Daddy’s cock like a good little girl. ”
Fuck. Me.
When Blade does dirty talk, he doesn’t hold back, and he increases the pressure on my clit until I’m gasping, my back arched as I do exactly as he ordered.
Stars collide within me, creating new galaxies as my climax explodes across my skin, making every nerve ending fire up and shine.
My pleasure is heightened by the knowledge that Chase and Thorn are watching me, their eyes burning like the sun as their brother makes me come for him.
Blade continues his assault on my clit, not letting up until I’m twitching and pleading with him to stop. Only then, when my cheeks are damp because it’s too much, does he relent and move his fingers away, placing a sweet kiss on my sweaty temple.
“Good girl. Now, keep my cock warm until the end, and if you’re good, I’ll give you my cum before my brother has his turn.” I belatedly realize he’s still rock-solid inside me, and as he pulls me to his chest, I know that he didn’t come, and doesn’t plan to until he’s good and ready.
Never mind the cancer, I’m not certain I’ll survive the Banks triplets.