WITSEC

Chapter 11

Chapter Eleven

Three days went by. It snowed a lot, which my guys who were born and raised in the desert weren’t used to. The awe on their faces at what looked like a winter wonderland outside and the fun we all had playing in it was uplifting. Snowmen were built. Snowball fights were fought. In the evenings we lit cozy fires. We played board games from the collection in the basement and watched movies on the computer. Those three days were as perfect as could be under the circumstances and I was grateful for it. If I could have encapsulated it, I would have, or at least taken some pictures.

Today was a slightly warmer day. Just after breakfast, I grabbed one of my rifles I’d brought with me from Arizona and a box of bullets from the safe. I was more experienced with pistols; shooting a rifle was something I could use more practice with.

Knox and Keelan were down in the basement using the small gym. As I was going through the trash for cans from last night’s dinner, Colt and Creed came into the kitchen to see what I was up to.

“What are you doing, Shi?” Creed asked as he leaned against the kitchen island.

I set the third can I’d found on the counter. “Looking for cans to shoot.”

“You’re going shooting?” Colt asked with interest underlining his voice.

I glanced at the two of them. They were both eyeing the rifle and box of bullets that I’d laid across the kitchen island.

“Want to learn how to shoot a rifle?” I asked Colt and Creed.

“Sure,” they said at the same time.

After getting bundled up in warm coats, gloves, and boots, we left to search the property for a good spot. We found a knocked-over tree in a clearing. After widely lining up the cans across it, I put a good amount of distance between us and the tree. “Here should be good.” I placed myself between them so they could see me and my rifle.

“I have a bolt-action rifle,” I told them and then I began talking about safety. Like where the safety was on the rifle, how to hold the rifle when not using it, and to always be aware of where the barrel of the rifle was pointing when holding it. Next, I explained how to load it. They watched as I opened the bolt on top, loaded a bullet, and closed the chamber by locking the bolt back in place. Then I showed them the bottom of the rifle and how to load more bullets there. Colt and Creed paid careful attention and asked good questions.

After loading four rounds into my rifle, I showed them how to stand and hold the rifle when firing. “There will be kickback. So make sure you hold it firmly,” I instructed as I stared through the scope at one of the cans. “Cover your ears. It’s going to be loud.”

I didn’t know if they did, but I gave them a few seconds to do as I’d asked before I pulled the trigger. The butt of the rifle kicked back into my shoulder at the same time the loud shot echoed in the clearing. The bullet I fired missed the can by a few inches and hit the fallen tree trunk beneath it. “One more,” I said as I pulled back the bolt all the way, allowing another bullet to enter the chamber, slid the bolt forward, and locked it back into place. I aimed again and fired. Through my scope, I saw the can go flying.

I lowered the rifle and glanced from Colt to Creed, both of whom were lowering their hands from their ears.

“You hit it,” Colt said.

“Are you surprised by that?” I asked.

Colt shook his head, smiling at me. “No, my little ball buster.”

I tried and failed not to smile. “Who wants to try next?”

Creed volunteered. I handed him the rifle and I walked him through what to do all over again, step by step. When he was ready to pull the trigger, Colt and I covered our ears. Creed fired the rifle.

He got a tiny smile on his face and he lowered the barrel of the gun. “I missed, but I was close.”

“Try again,” I told him.

After dinner that evening, Knox and Keelan helped me remove my stitches from my arm at the kitchen island while Creed and Colt went down to the basement to pick a game to play.

As Knox snipped and pulled the last stitch out, I let out a sigh as I took in the three-inch-long, rigid line that went across my upper arm. It was dark pink with ugly yellow bruising around it. “Another scar.”

“You’re still beautiful,” Keelan said as he watched me put my sweater back on.

The twins returned with the game Twister. Knox and Keelan opted out of playing but agreed to help us with flicking the spinner. As the twins moved the coffee table out of the way in the living room, I laid out the mat with the colorful circles on it in the center of the room. I was thankful I had changed into leggings and a baggy sweater with a sports bra underneath after we’d come back from shooting earlier today. Leggings would be a lot easier to bend and twist in than jeans. Colt and Creed had also changed into more comfortable clothes; both were wearing long-sleeved shirts with gray sweatpants that left so little to the imagination, they should have been illegal.

When we were ready, Keelan spun the spinner for us. “Right foot on red.”

Colt, Creed, and I all stepped on a red circle.

“Before you spin again,” Creed said. “I think we should make this game more interesting.”

Colt agreed right away.

I folded my arms over my chest. “Here comes the gambling.”

“Come down from that high horse, Shi,” Creed said with a smirk. “You enjoy it just as much as we do. Or do you need me to remind you of the last time we played with stakes and what you won?”

I had to think for a second to recall the last time we’d placed bets on something.

“What did you compete for last time?” Knox asked.

Just as Creed grinned, I remembered.

“It’s not important!” I rushed to say. My cheeks felt like they were burning, and I tried to move the conversation on. “How do you want to do this?”

“With a reaction like that, I really want to know what you three bet on,” Keelan said, grinning.

“We told you already,” Creed said to Keelan. “At the mud run. You just didn’t believe us.”

Keelan frowned as he thought back and when he remembered, his eyes flicked to me. “You really bet sexual favors?”

My shoulders slumped in defeat.

“Who won?” Knox asked.

Colt, Creed, and Keelan all said that I had.

“You let me win,” I grumbled at Colt and Creed, both of whom were grinning without shame.

“When are you going to cash that win in, Shi?” Creed asked.

Feeling red all over, I refused to answer him.

“Whose idea was it to bet on sexual favors?” Knox asked.

“Shiloh,” Colt and Creed said at the same time.

Everyone stared at me, and I had the urge to run from the room. It was pure stubborn will that kept me where I was.

“What did you win, baby girl?” Keelan asked.

If I chose not to answer, I knew Keelan wouldn’t push. It hadn’t exactly been a private bet. Ethan and Isabelle had heard us discuss the whole thing at the mud run. If I was brave enough to make a sexual bet, then I should be brave enough to talk about it now. I also didn’t want Keelan and Knox to think that I would keep things from them that I would only share with Colt and Creed.

I straightened my shoulders. “I bet that if I won, we would try something new in the bedroom.”

Knox and Keelan both looked surprised.

Keelan whistled. “I would have let you win, too.”

Knox nodded in agreement.

Men! I faced Colt and Creed. “What are the stakes?”

“If I win,” Creed said, “you and I get to try something new tonight.”

“Sexually?” I clarified.

He nodded with a downright sinful grin.

I shook my head. “I’m still on my period.”

His grin dropped. “You say that like you’re not allowed to have sex.”

I waved my hand over my pelvis in a circular motion. “This area is out of order. It’s under refurbishment. No boyfriends allowed.”

Colt and Keelan snorted while Creed just shook his head. Knox smartly didn’t react.

“Besides, it’s embarrassing.” I refused to look at Knox as I spoke. “And…and messy. We had to take a shower after.”

“We?!” Colt and Creed repeated at the same time.

I snapped my mouth shut.

Colt and Creed looked at each other before glaring at Keelan.

Keelan grinned back at them, eyes full of laughter. “Wasn’t me this time.” He turned his head to look at Knox sitting next to him.

Colt and Creed gaped at their oldest brother, utterly shocked. Knox just stared back at them, revealing nothing.

“What did you do to embarrass Shi?” Creed questioned him.

Knox gave Creed a look that screamed, Seriously?

I let out a frustrated groan. “He didn’t do anything. I’m the one who freaked out.”

Colt wrapped an arm around my lower back and pulled me to him. “There was no reason for you to freak out, babe.”

“Were you more worried about what Knox was thinking or was it you that was uncomfortable with it?” Keelan asked.

My cheeks were so hot, I felt like they were going to melt right off my face. “Can we please move on and play this game?”

“She was worried about me,” Knox said, answering for me.

Creed came up and hugged me from behind, sandwiching me between him and Colt. “I think I can speak for all four of us when I say we love you and if you’re naked, we don’t care what time of the month it is, we’re still going to want to fuck you.”

“Creed!” I admonished as I stared at Colt, wide-eyed.

Colt smiled down at me. The glint in his eyes told me he wholeheartedly agreed with what Creed had said.

Creed chuckled as he grasped my shoulders and spun me to face him. “If you don’t believe me, I’ll happily bend you over right now and prove it to you.” Creed leaned close and whispered with a naughty smirk, “And to prove that they don’t care, either, I bet my brothers would stay and watch me fuck you.”

I felt slightly depraved because of how turned on I got. His dirty words painted a dirty picture in my head and all the butterflies in my stomach flew south.

I must have failed to hide what I was feeling, because the smirk Creed had been giving me faded away and genuine surprise took its place.

“I—” My voice came out a little breathy. Looking away toward the kitchen, I licked my lips and concentrated on keeping my voice calm. “Can we just play the game now?”

Creed’s hand grasped my chin and he gently made me look at him. “What do you want if you win, Shi?”

I thought about it. “If I win, I want my feet rubbed for a half an hour.”

“From each of us?” Colt asked.

I nodded.

Creed smiled. “Okay.” His attention shifted over my shoulder to Colt and a look passed between them. “What do you want? Or do you want to wait to hear what I’m going to ask for?”

Colt thought about it for a second. “I’ll wait.”

Creed stared down at me, and he brushed his thumb along my jawline. “If I win, I get to touch you anywhere on your body for however long I want to and I can pick the time and location.”

Instantly, I was suspicious. “Touch me with what?”

“My hand,” he answered with an innocent expression.

That didn’t sound so bad. He had already touched every part of my body and I trusted him. “All right.”

“I want the same,” Colt said, which made me look back at him. He was grinning at Creed as if they had some sort of secret between them.

“Fine. What do you want from each other?” I asked.

Creed shrugged. “Winner picks the next movie we watch.”

Colt nodded. “Deal. Let’s get started.”

Colt and Creed got back to where they’d been standing with their right foot on red. I looked from one twin to the other, feeling like I’d missed something. Hoping they would have some answers, I glanced at Knox and Keelan. Knox was staring at me with an intense look that I couldn’t decipher. Keelan appeared thoroughly entertained. Giving up, I went back to where I’d been standing and put my right foot on a red circle.

“I’m going to need a drink if one of them wins,” I thought I heard Knox mumble to Keelan.

“A cold shower would be more helpful,” Keelan mumbled back and flicked the spinner. “Left hand on blue.”

“Pause!” I said.

“There’s no pausing, Shi,” Creed said, but I ignored him.

Creed let go of his protest the moment I removed my baggy sweater and tossed it to Knox on the couch. I had a feeling I needed to take this game seriously and a loose sweater would just get in the way.

Creed eyed my sports bra. “If you’d like to take off any more of your clothes, I’m sure more time would be given to you. Right, referee?”

Keelan gave us a serious nod. “I’ll allow it.”

Colt snorted and Knox appeared to be struggling not to smile.

“Left hand on blue,” I repeated what Keelan had announced was our next move and I bent over to place my hand on the blue circle.

As the game continued on and more moves were called out, our positions got more complicated. I ended up in a downward- dog position with my butt in the air and my legs wide apart. My face was right between Colt’s legs, who was in a crab-like position. His gray sweatpants were making it very hard not to stare. Creed was in a similar position to me, and he was currently resting his forehead on my left butt cheek.

“I don’t want you to bend over in public ever again,” Creed grumbled.

“Why?” I asked.

I felt his warm breath through my leggings before I felt his teeth. As he bit me, I pushed up to my tiptoes. “Creed!”

“You bent over is too sexy,” he said.

Feeling bratty, I said, “Wouldn’t it be sexier if I was naked?”

“It’s not nice to tease, Shi,” Creed said. “Especially when I have this perfect ass in my face.”

“You started it,” I shot back. “You’ve been teasing me since before we started playing.”

Keelan snickered and flicked the spinner. “Left foot on green.”

“Cheese and rice,” I grumbled. I’d have to spread my legs even wider to get my foot on green.

Creed and Colt were taller than me, which meant their legs were longer. They both reached a green circle easily. As I put my foot on green, I put more weight on my arms. It didn’t take long for them to begin to shake.

“Left hand on yellow,” Keelan called out.

Colt cursed but moved his hand from blue to yellow.

In order to move my hand to yellow, I’d have to lean even farther between Colt’s legs. Putting my hand on yellow also forced all my weight on my right hand. I tried to focus on breathing, but it wasn’t helping. My arm was going to give out soon.

“Right hand on green,” Keelan said.

All three of us let out a sigh of relief. Colt moved his right hand onto green easily. I had the choice of reaching over his thigh or under. Over would put me in a plank position over him. Under would put my face right into his crotch.

If he fell, it wouldn’t be so bad, though.

As soon as that thought entered my head, a diabolical plan formed in my head. I reached over his thigh to put my hand on green. On the upside, my boobs were resting on his knee. “You know, Colt, this position is giving me déjà vu of the first time I went down on you.”

Colt’s eyes went wide as they flicked to me.

“Did she just say—” Creed started to say before I talked over him.

“Don’t you remember? It was the middle of the night. I was on my hands and knees, and I licked you from base to tip. Then I licked you again before taking you into my mouth.”

The room was silent as I spoke, and unbeknownst to Colt, he was slowly sinking to the ground.

Just a little bit more. “Don’t you remember how I took you in until you reached the back of my throat? Then I took you in a little bit more to the point I was gagging on your cock. I sucked on your cock like that over and over until I let you fuck my mouth.”

Colt’s butt hit the ground and he seemed too shocked to realize.

I gave him a sweet smile. “Looks like you lose.”

My words took a second to register with him. He finally looked down and didn’t seem like he believed it.

Keelan and Knox exploded laughing.

“That was cheating, Shi,” Creed grumbled behind me.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I lied. “I was simply trying to remind him of past events.”

“I don’t know if I should be mad or proud at what you just did,” Colt said as he climbed off the mat and went to go sit on the loveseat across from where Knox and Keelan were sitting on the couch.

“Be proud. She stunned everyone with her filthy little mouth,” Keelan said, and he flicked the spinner. “Left foot on blue.”

Creed and I continued the game until I was the one in a crab-like position and Creed was in downward dog over the lower half of my body. His face was hovering right over my breasts. Just as he got into that position, he leaned down and nipped the top of my right boob.

“Creed!” I grumbled.

“Isn’t that how we’re playing now?” he asked me. “Shall I talk about what being in this position reminds me of? Or do you want me to tell you what it makes me think of doing to you right now?”

“Right foot on yellow,” Keelan said.

Putting my foot on yellow put strain on my arms again. For Creed, it just seemed to move him closer.

“I liked that look you got on your face earlier,” he said.

“What look?” I asked.

“The one you made when I talked about fucking you right here, right now.” He ran his lips across the tops of my breasts, making my breath shudder. “Was it the idea of my brothers watching that turned you on?”

I glanced over at Knox and Keelan; both were watching with interest. “Next move, Keelan.”

Keelan smiled and flicked the spinner. “Right foot on red.”

Crap! I did my best to twist my lower body in that direction and I was just barely able to get my right foot on red. My arms felt like they were going to give out on me at any moment. Creed just had to move his foot over a couple of spaces.

Creed stared down at me with a stupid cocky smirk. “You didn’t answer my question.”

I glared up at him. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Right hand on yellow,” Keelan said, and I knew I was done for. I couldn’t contort my body that way, so I gave up and dropped to the ground.

“Creed’s the winner,” Keelan announced.

Creed smiled with triumph and lowered himself down to his knees. Not wanting to see him gloat, I rolled onto my stomach and went to crawl away.

Hands grabbed me by my hips and pulled me back until my butt met Creed’s pelvis. “Not so fast, Shi.”

“What?” I tried to turn to face him, but his hands on my hips firmly kept me on all fours.

“I won,” he said as if I needed reminding. “I think I’ll claim my prize now.”

I stilled as I glanced at Colt, Knox, and Keelan. They watched Creed and me silently. If I knew Creed, the way he intended to touch me was only going to be appropriate for the bedroom. Swallowing, I relaxed. “All right.”

Creed slid one of his hands from my hip into the top of my leggings.

“Creed,” I said in warning.

“Trust me,” he said as his hand slid over my underwear and his fingers found my clit through the thin fabric.

I tried not to react, but my breath hitched, and I rocked backward against his pelvis. His fingers began rubbing that little bundle of nerves, making my hands fist against the mat on the floor. I bit my lip to keep any sounds from leaving me.

“No need to hold back,” Creed said. His voice had deepened and with my butt pressed against him, I could feel that he was hard. “I’m not stopping until I make you come.”

Feeling the heavy weight of everyone’s stares, my cheeks burned.

“Come on, Shi.” Creed began rubbing in the way he knew would eventually make me come. “Let us hear those sexy noises.”

A whimper escaped as I felt that distinct pressure of release beginning to build. I lowered my forehead to the ground.

Creed’s other hand moved from my hip to slide up my stomach and under the bottom of my sports bra. He took one of my breasts in his hand and pinched and tugged on my nipple. The moan that was forced from me filled my ears, filled the room. I felt his cock jerk in his sweatpants at the sound.

“That’s it,” he encouraged.

I was embarrassed to look at the others. But their silence as they watched tempted me. I glanced at Colt first. He was leaning forward with his elbows resting on his knees. His gaze was fixed on me and the way my body writhed. I looked at Knox and Keelan next. Both were relaxed back on the couch, their eyes slightly hooded as they watched me.

Once that first moan left me, it was like a door had been broken down. As Creed made the pressure build and build between my legs, the more moans slipped past my lips. My body shook. My back arched. My nails dug into the wood floor. I needed something, anything to hold onto to anchor me. As I felt the finish line approaching, I lost control and began rocking my hips.

“Do you want to come, Shi?” Creed asked.

I didn’t want to answer.

Creed’s fingers stilled.

I smacked the floor. “Yes!”

Creed’s fingers started moving again. “Does it turn you on to have us all watch you like this?”

I really didn’t want to answer that, but I really, really didn’t want him to stop. “Yes,” I whispered.

“A little louder,” Creed demanded.

I groaned out in both pleasure and frustration. I was right there, right on the edge. “Yes.”

The moment the word left me, the pace he was rubbing my clit picked up and I came. Release rippled through me, making my whole body shudder and me cry out, “Yes! Yes! Yes!” It was probably because it was the last word I’d said and coming made my brain short-circuit.

As my orgasm settled, Creed pulled his hands from my clothes and rolled me over onto my back. I didn’t resist. My body felt weak and all I could think of doing was breathing. He climbed over me and kissed me. I was so lost in the euphoric aftermath that everything ceased to exist except what I was feeling. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him back, needing him close, needing all of him.

Right away, I knew he was holding back, and out of desperation, I flipped us so he was sitting with me straddling his lap. I ran my fingers through his hair before tugging on it while I stroked his tongue with mine. His groan rumbled in his chest. The sound fed into my desire, making me crave more to the point I started grinding my extremely sensitive clit against his rock-hard cock.

Creed grabbed my upper arms and poorly tried to pull away. In between kisses he said, “Shi, if we don’t stop, I really am going to fuck you.”

I wondered why that was a bad thing as I continued to kiss him. Then hands grabbed me under my arms and lifted me up from Creed’s waist.

“That’s enough for tonight.” The sexy, grumbly voice told me it was Knox who’d picked me up. He handed me over to Keelan, who scooped me up like a bride.

“Not cockblocking you, little brother,” Keelan shot over his shoulder as he carried me away. “Just trying to prevent any regret she might have later.”

Breathing heavily, Creed nodded.

Keelan carried me to my room and set me down near the entrance to the bathroom. “Want to lay down or take a shower?”

Now that I had some distance from Creed, I was a little clearer-headed and I remember my reasons for not wanting to have sex. “I’ll take a shower,” I said. “Thank you for stopping me.”

Keelan gave me an adoring look before he leaned down to kiss me. “Of course, baby girl.”