Chapter 27
TWENTY-SEVEN
AIDEN
I don’t think Jaxon knows.
I blow out a cloud of sweet vapor and drag in another lungful while I walk alone in the night. My boots thud against the pavement, echoing in the quiet neighborhood and matching my heart’s steady rate.
Nova is wrong about Jaxon knowing what we did. We talked about our plans for Hellfire Night and who’s on his list, but that was it. He never brought her up. Nor did he bring her up while we tortured Kyle for the hell of it. Not one slip of a comment, even subtle.
As soon as I left the safe house, the remaining weight sitting on my chest lifted. I shouldn’t feel so goddamn guilty for messing around with my sister and almost getting caught in the act. Besides, if Jaxon had said anything, he’d be a hypocrite.
Will I ever admit my obsession with Nova to my friends?
No, because what good will it do? She’s not mine and never will be.
It’s not because she’s my sister; I don’t give a shit about that.
What I do care about is how my feelings for someone can flip with the snap of a finger, so why tell my friends how I feel about her when one day it could switch? It’s out of my control.
My steps falter, and I pause on my trek to the house.
Did I just decide to let Nova go after I was so convinced to win her?
It won’t be fair to my sister if I get with her. I know myself and what I’m capable of.
What I need to do is fuck her out of my system while pretending she’s mine. Once she gets with Brandon, things will return to normal between us. It’ll be our secret, and no one will ever know.
I stride the last stretch to the house, my mind clearer than before. Even the invisible thorny vines loosen around my neck and chest, allowing just enough for me to breathe.
Tucking my vape into my pocket, I enter the dark house and shut the door behind me. I keep my steps light as I creep toward the staircase and head to the second floor. Stopping outside her door, I listen to her muffled voice as she talks to Brandon while they play a game.
The little brat thinks she got away with edging me before running off without finishing the job. Don’t get me wrong, I love the game she’s playing. It means I get to drop the mask and show her the darker side of me—the part that will enjoy using her body against her.
My heart pounds against my tightening chest, and heat crawls across my skin. Blood pumps further south, hardening my cock.
I ease her door open and slip inside the dim room bathed in pink LED lights, then shut it behind me. My gaze lands on Nova sitting at her gaming desk, her back to me and her cat-eared headphones on. She leans forward and smashes her finger against the keyboard.
“No, I don’t think so.” She giggles at whatever Brandon said.
My fingers curl into my palms and tighten until my knuckles turn white.
The motherfucker made her laugh.
Breathe, man. It’s better that he makes her laugh than cry.
Staying out of her camera’s shot, I grab my phone from my pocket, switch the settings to silent, then pull up our text thread.
I may never get to be with her, but I can lay small claims on her that only I know about. Whenever she’s with Brandon, scratching the nails I paid for down his back, she’ll also think about me and what I’m about to do to her.
Aiden
Thought you could get away with teasing me?
Her phone chimes, the screen lighting up and grabbing her attention. I fight a smile at how fast Nova dives for the device.
Her text pops into the chat. I roll my lips together, fighting back a laugh.
What a brat.
There’s no thinking . Poor little Aiden.
Little, huh? Are you gonna apologize?
Don’t tell me you’re insecure about your size, because we both know I wasn’t talking about your dick.
I cover my face with my hand, my shoulders shaking with a quiet laugh.
Jesus Christ. I fucking love this side of her so goddamn much. It’s too bad that I have to pretend I don’t know about her insulting my dick size when there’s so much I can say in response to that.
I drop my arm and peek at Nova, her head bowed and waiting for my response while ignoring the game and Brandon.
I promise I’m not insecure about my big dick. I’m asking if you’re gonna apologize for what you did earlier.
Why? You said you’d teach me how to make men beg.
I did, but I didn’t tell you to leave me hanging like that.
And I didn’t tell you that you can call me your little sister with your dick in my mouth.
Besides, it’s a good thing I left when I did, or Jaxon would have walked in seeing that. How did that go, btw?
Tsk tsk. We’re not changing the subject. Quit being a brat and apologize.
I’m not a brat
Then be my good girl and say you’re sorry.
She reads the message but doesn’t say anything. Tension lines her shoulders, which rise and fall with quicker breaths. She shifts in her seat and lets out a breathy whimper. Her head pops up, and she turns to the computer screen with a forced laugh while setting her phone on the desk.
“N-nothing. Just had a cramp is all. Sorry about that.” There’s a brief pause. “Yeah, I got a little distracted. I can start over again.”
I grin.
Nova has a praise kink, but her reaction to my warning wrapped in pretty words confirms my suspicions.
Turning back to my phone, I send her another message.
Suit yourself.
Tell Brandon you’ll call him in a minute. Get off the game and turn around.
Nova snatches her phone, reads the message, and stiffens. She starts to turn her head to peek over her shoulder, then stops.
“I’ve gotta get off, but can I call you?” she says.
Grinning, I slip my phone into my pocket and inch closer to her, waiting for the opportunity to pounce when she turns off the camera. It won’t be fun if Brandon knows that I’m here with her. He’ll immediately know what’s going on.
“No, I’m fine,” she says. “I need to take care of something really quick.”
Oh, you’ll be doing more than taking care of something, pretty girl.
Nova exits the stream, and the webcam’s red light switches to black.
I cross the room in four strides, catch her around the waist with a low growl while she pulls off her headphones, then swipe her phone off the desk before carrying her to the bed.
“I’m sorry!” she squeaks.
I bark out a laugh and drop her and the phone onto the mattress. “It’s too late to apologize now.”
Nova pushes onto her elbows and crawls backward. “I-I’m too sore to do anything tonight.”
I catch her by the ankles and drag her toward me with a wicked smile. “It’s a good thing I don’t plan on fucking you, then.”
“What do you—” She lets out a startled gasp as I rip her shorts and underwear down her legs and toss them aside. Her shirt and bra join them in a pile.
I grab her waist and shove her backward onto the middle of the mattress before peeling my shirt over my head and chucking it aside.
“Call him.” Spreading her legs, I settle onto my stomach between them, keeping my gaze trained on her face.
Nova gulps. “You want me to talk to him while you’re—”
“Eating you out, yes.” I smirk. “This will be a good lesson for you. Use what I taught you about flirting.”
Her eyebrows pinch together. “Why do I have to do it while you’re eating me out?”
I raise an eyebrow.
She blows out a shaky breath and grabs her phone. “This is also a punishment, isn’t it?”
“Bingo.” I chuckle. “You’re gonna flirt with him, make him chase you. Don’t make it too obvious.”
Nova scowls at me. “Don’t make it too obvious? I don’t know if I’ll be able to speak at all.”
“Aww. Thanks for the ego boost, pretty girl,” I coo, and drop my gaze to her pussy. “Fuck, it’s been too long, baby. I missed you so goddamn much.”
“What about your rules?”
“Doesn’t count right now. This is to help you with our deal.” I swat her pussy. Nova’s yelp bleeds into a moan as I swipe my fingers through her wet folds. “Are you done stalling?”
She nods and unlocks her phone screen. She taps a few times, and then Brandon picks up on the third ring.
Pathetic.
I would have picked up on the first one.
“Hey, princess,” he says.
Nova’s gaze flicks to my face as I lower my head and drag my tongue from bottom to top.
She sucks in a breath. “H-hey.”
“Everything okay?” he asks. “You kind of left in a rush there.”
I capture Nova’s clit between my lips and suck.
Her thighs clap on my head, muffling her response to Brandon. I loop my arms around her legs and pry them open, locking them in place.
“Damn,” Brandon laughs. “He’s back late. What did you say he does for a living?”
I peek at Nova from beneath my eyelashes. Did she use me as an excuse for having to get off the game? She talked about me, as her brother, to him. Why the fuck does that please me?
I study her expressions while alternating the strokes and pace as my tongue flicks against her bundle of nerves.
A flush crawls from her chest to her face, and she bites her bottom lip to stifle a moan. “Odd jobs.” She pants and threads her fingers through my hair. “But I don’t want to talk about him right now.”
“You okay?” Brandon says. “You sound like you’re out of breath.”
My lips tug into a devilish smile.
Oh, Brandon. You have no idea how okay she is right now.
Their conversation fades to background noise while I focus on making Nova come. I slip a finger inside her spasming walls and curl the digit against her G-spot. Her eyes roll, and she drops backward from her propped-up position.
I groan into her, not giving a shit that Brandon can hear. Let him hear and know that she’s being my little slut right now.
Nova’s fingers tighten in my hair. A grunt rumbles out of me at the sharp pain in my head as she continues tugging my hair. The more she does it, the louder I’ll get. I trust Nova will catch on to that tidbit.
Panic flares in her eyes, and she shoves my forehead, mouthing, Hush.
Like hell am I about to do what she says. She’s already forgotten this is a punishment as well.
I smirk and groan.
Nova’s hips jump against my mouth, grinding her cunt up and down on my tongue.
“That’s it, baby,” I breathe, barely audible, even to myself. “Fucking use me.”
She chokes on a moan and bites her bottom lip to muffle the sound. I curl my finger, stroking the sensitive spot inside her and watching her face as she comes undone. Her breasts jut into the air, and she drops her phone onto the bed.
So goddamn beautiful.
Her leg squeezes on one side of my head, and the other shakes in my arm as she rides out the orgasm. I grind my erection against the mattress, pretending that it’s her tight pussy I’m buried balls deep in.
Nova relaxes, her legs falling open, and she sucks in ragged breaths.
“Fuck,” she whispers.
“You there?” Brandon asks.
I kiss her clit before slipping my finger out of her. Pushing myself onto my knees, I pop my finger into my mouth and wink at Nova as she turns her bleary eyes to me.
Have fun, I mouth before hopping off her bed and leaving her room through the joint bathroom.
I snicker on my way to my bedroom.
Nova can explain why she was acting off while on the phone with Brandon. I’ll be in my room with her cum on my lips, grinning ear-to-ear knowing what I just did.
There’s no way he didn’t piece it together. Maybe Nova will lie and say she was touching herself.
Either way, I can’t wait to see that asshole at Otaku Con next weekend and subtly rub what I’ve done in his face.