Chapter Nineteen #3
“She did. She wanted it for a long time, apparently. She was so goddamn excited to talk to Lori about it,” Cam sighs.
“Then do right by Tris and talk to her,” Remy says. “Let her talk when she is ready, but you find a good time and just tell her how you feel. No bullshit; just be honest. Maybe include that you’ve been fucking her in her sleep every night.”
“Ah, because that will go over so well,” Cam says sarcastically.
“I think she will handle it better than you think,” Remy says as he leans into me. He forces a groan out of me when he sinks into my ass. “Fuck, she’s tight.”
The toy inside of me starts buzzing and the outer part lightly suckles on my clit and Remy starts to fuck me slow and deep. I can’t help but moan and whimper as he goes harder and faster.
He is moving at a speed that has little to no regard for my comfort, but the toy keeps me in a blissful state.
The way he slams into me is making my belly ache, but I know he is truly preparing me for Cameron.
He is so thick that it’s almost impossible to take him down my throat like I did.
I could, but it’s not the most comfortable.
Remy is grunting as he chases down his orgasm.
When he finally catches it, I can feel him explode inside of me.
My entire body is buzzing, and silence is the loudest thing right now. No one is touching me, but I can feel their eyes on me. The toy is turned up and I moan when it starts sucking my clit hard. What I am not expecting is for Cameron to slam into me, and I immediately give myself away.
“Fuck!” I yell out, making Remington laugh.
“You can’t fool me, little sister,” he says mockingly in my ear. I whimper in response, and he draws out and slams into me again.
“Fuck, Cam,” I whine.
“Why didn’t you just talk to me?” he asks, slowly rocking his hips.
“I wanted to know,” I say as I move up to my elbows but keep my head down. He slams into me again, and I keep going. “Fuck… I thought I was pressuring you into something… We are all grieving and I feel crazy.”
“We are crazy, Lori,” Cameron says before kissing my neck. “You had so many chances to talk to either of us, but you lied instead.”
“I’m sorry,” I complain.
“Mmm. Too late now, pretty girl,” he chuckles. “Remember this the next time you want to try and trick me.”
“Oh no,” I groan.
Cameron leans back and grabs my hips to pull me up on my knees.
He dumps more lube on my ass before slamming back into me.
This time I scream, and he finds a speed and depth that instantly makes me fight him.
I don’t say a word, but I desperately try to get away.
The more I try to crawl out from under his body, the harder her fucks me.
No matter me fighting or the screams coming from me, it feels so goddamn good to be used by him.
Cameron holds me in place as he surges deeper and groans as he drains his cock inside of me. He kisses my back before moving off me. “Oh shit. Blanket,” Remy says, slinging the blanket over me. I pull it over my head and curl up when I hear the detectives.
“Fuck, guys,” Ross sighs. “You do understand incest is a criminal offense, right?”
“Lorelei,” Andrea says. I say nothing and I feel someone sit on the bed beside me. “Hun, we came in because you were screaming. I need to see that you are okay.”
I pull the blanket down enough to see her face, and she is trying hard not to smile. “I’m okay,” I say.
“What are you thinking, Lorelei?” she asks with a sigh.
“That my brother has a massive dick,” I say and Remy cackles. “I’m fine, Andrea.”
“Sit up, please,” she says. I do and Remy tosses me a shirt. I pull it on and keep the blanket over my lap. Remy and Cam look amused as they come over to sit next to me.
“You can’t…” Ross starts to say.
“Why?” I ask.
“Because it’s a crime,” Ross says.
“Why?” I ask again.
“What if he gets you pregnant?” Andrea asks.
“He can’t. He got a vasectomy,” I say.
“How can you possibly have a real relationship?” she asks.
“Same as I would with Remy,” I say. “People mind their own business and that is that.”
“And if people find out?” Ross asks. “The media?”
“Meh,” I shrug. “It’s legal in New Jersey and Rhode Island.”
“Is it really?” Cam asks me.
“Mhmm,” I smile.
“How long has this been going on?” Andrea asks.
“About as long as I was screaming,” I say, and Cam laughs. “Guys, look… If you want to press the issue, fine. Do whatever you feel like you have to, but we are consenting adults. No kids are involved. Nothing happened as kids. We are fine.”
“He’s your brother though,” Andrea says. “I couldn’t imagine having sex with my brother.”
“You could if he looked like Cameron,” I say, and she finally cracks a smile.
“Please keep your screaming to a minimum,” Ross says with a smirk. “We have to check every time, and I could go my entire life without hearing that again and it would still be too soon.”
“Okay,” I smile. “I have a question.”
“Yes?” Ross sighs.
“Comparatively speaking, how wrong is it for you to be fucking your boss?” I ask. He opens his mouth to say something but stops, making Cam, Remy, and me laugh. Andrea smiles at him and he shakes his head. “Wanna know how I knew?”
“How?” Ross asks.
“When she made the comment about being in college and dancing before, it was the way you looked at her,” I say. “It’s the same way Remington and Cameron look at me.”
“I think my boss is a bit different than your brother, Lorelei,” he tries to argue.
“Mine is, what… A misdemeanor and maybe a fine? You’d get fired,” I say.
“Is she always like this?” Ross asks Remington and Cameron.
“A brat? Oh yeah,” Remy laughs. “Your secret is safe with us.”
“How did Matthew die?” I ask.
“He was hung,” Ross says simply. I can tell he won’t say anything else, but I do notice he said he was hung and not that he killed himself. So, another murder? Someone is desperately covering up their tracks.
“Get some sleep, guys,” Andrea says. When they go to the door, they stop when I speak.
“Are we good?” I ask.
“Yeah,” Andrea says. “It was a surprise, but you all are consenting and safe. If you get caught by anyone else, we didn’t know shit. Got it?”
“Got it,” I smile. “Thank you.”
“Yeah. Yeah,” Ross says, waving us off. He cracks a smile and winks before leaving the room, making us all laugh. I turn and hit Cam’s arm with a frown.
“Ow! What was that for,” he laughs. “You are the one who was screaming.”
“I was sleeping and minding my own business,” I say but giggle when he shoves me back on the bed and pins my arms above my head as he straddles my body. “I’m sorry I tried to trick you.”
“You actually did,” he laughs. “I didn’t know until you cussed me.”
“Well, damn.”
“We need to talk about this,” he says.
“Is that why you are holding me down?” I ask.
“Yes. Where is your head?”
“I’m going to say this as bluntly as I can…
I love you as way more than my brother. You and Remington are my world.
I want everything you have to offer, and I don’t care how crazy or twisted that makes me look.
I don’t care that it’s forbidden; I just want you.
I have spent so long shoving that down and scolding myself when I’d find you attractive or when I’d get happy when I saw you looking at my body…
I just want to be happy, and you two make me happy.
You can’t knock me up, so we can worry about the rest later,” I say. “Your turn.”
“It’s pretty simply, actually,” he says.
“I love you and I have for as long as I can remember. I have known for a very long time that I wanted you, but I didn’t let myself go there.
A few times I slipped up and… So, when you woke and thought I was jerking off to Tris…
Yeah, that was to you. I had just turned because I thought Tris was awake.
Turns out she was and saw that entire thing. ”
“You and Remington are so similar,” I laugh.
“Can you really go without being able to publicly claim me?” I ask. “No biological children?”
“I knew I didn’t want kids when I realized I was in love with you,” he says. “As long as I can have you behind closed doors, I will happily look like a bachelor for life.”
“I wish Tris was here,” I say. “I miss her… so much.”
“Me too, sweetie,” he sighs and moves to the bed beside me.
“I’m not ready to say goodbye,” I whisper. “She should be here making incest jokes and making me feel better about this… She was the closest thing to a sister I had… and now she’s gone.”
“Then we live for her,” Cam says, rolling me to face him. Remy moves in behind me and they squish me between their bodies as Cam pulls the blanket over us. “She wouldn’t want us to be sad.”
“No. I can hear her now: ‘Bitch, stop crying over me and look for me in the clouds.’ She always said that when she died, she would be the in the clouds, looking down on me,” I say.
“I remember that,” Cam laughs. “She said she wanted to be able to piss on everyone.”
“That girl was something else,” Remy chuckles.
“She is with her parents now,” I say after a while. Tris’ parents died in a car wreck five years ago and it damn near destroyed her. “She missed them so much… She gets to be with them now.”