Chapter 4
LEAH
"Where have you been?" Connor leaned against the front of my cottage, beside the door. Riley next to him.
"I'm surprised you didn't make yourself comfortable inside," I remarked. Since they had a key, they could let themselves in whenever they liked. And they did. Their personal favourite? When I was in the bath.
"We wouldn't want to intrude on your privacy." Connor smirked.
I barked a laugh. "Since when?" I pulled out my key and unlocked the door before stepping inside. I didn't bother to invite them in, they'd invite themselves anyway.
"Since it's not as much fun in here if you're not here," Riley said. He closed the door behind him and followed me and Connor to the kitchen.
"It's nice to see you have some boundaries." I turned on the coffee machine and leaned my back against the kitchen counter. "I was starting to think you had none."
"We don't have many and the line is narrow." Connor cupped my cheek and leaned in to brush his lips over mine. "You didn't answer the question."
I decided it was better to rip the Band-Aid off and be done with it. "I was up at Josiah's. He left something in town, a bag of nails, so I took it up to him."
Predictably, both of their bodies stiffened, harder than steel.
"You went where?" Connor whisper-growled. "Why would you go near him? He would have come back to town sooner or later."
"You don't want him in town," I pointed out. They made that abundantly clear from the day we met.
"We want him in town more than we want you near him," Riley said. "Did he touch you?" He looked ready to grab a kitchen knife and confront Josiah if he had.
"If he touched me, it would be because I wanted him to," I said evenly. "But no, he didn't touch me." I wasn't sure how to explain the rest of the encounter.
"So you dropped off nails and left?" Connor squinted at me, his jaw tight.
I could have agreed with him and left it at that, but I decided to be honest. Besides, I wanted to work through my thoughts. That would be easier if I said the words out loud.
"I feel like I've been there before. Everything about the place was familiar." I tucked hair behind my ear and let my mind wander back.
"Have you been up there since you arrived in town?" Riley asked.
Slowly, I shook my head. "No. The farthest I've been are the falls, and that was with both of you. Josiah, he let me look in Coral's house. In her bedroom."
"The fucker—" Connor started, his face turning red.
I placed my hands on his chest. "It's not like that. I thought I remembered her room. Is it possible someone filmed in there and I saw it on TV or on the Internet?"
"If it happened I don't know about it," Connor said after a moment's thought. "Why would they? She drowned. Why would they show her room?"
"Because maybe she didn't drown," I said. "I know you don't want to think Josiah was telling the truth, but what if he was? What if she was taken that day?"
"If they thought that was what happened and filmed in her bedroom and some attempt to… I don't know, find her, wouldn't they have told everyone in town?" Riley asked.
I nodded slowly. "Yeah, I guess they would. That doesn't mean she wasn't taken. There's one explanation for why I felt like everything up there was familiar."
"You're psychic?" Riley frowned at me. "Did you touch her things? Maybe you can lead the police to her remains."
"What the fuck, bro?" Connor turned to give him a funny look. "You don't believe that stuff, do you?"
Riley shrugged one shoulder. "I don't know. A lot happens in this world I can't explain. Why both of you like me is one of them."
"Because you're cute," I said. He had his moments, but I was becoming more and more attached to both of them.
Riley elbowed Connor. "Did you hear that? I'm cute."
Connor rolled his eyes but a smile was tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Leah, don't encourage him." He blew out a long breath between pursed lips. "Okay, why do you think it was familiar to you?"
"This is going to sound crazy," I said tentatively. "But what if I am Coral Clarke?"
Both of them stared at me.
"Whatever bullshit Josiah has going on in your head, you need to forget it," Connor said after a few beats of uncomfortable silence. "Coral Clarke is dead. Put that out of your mind and stay away from him."
"Or else what?" I shoved his chest, but he didn't move.
He caught my wrists and held them tight. "Or we'll fuck those thoughts out of your pretty little head. Get on…" He stopped himself and looked down at my knees. Or the front of my jeans which were covered in dirt where I'd fallen to them.
He turned toward my bedroom and pulled me with him, leaving Riley to follow behind. Connor sat me down on the edge of my bed and stepped between my legs.
"Take out my cock," he growled. "I'm going to fuck your mouth until you don't remember his name or hers."
"What if I say no?" I asked, lifting my chin defiantly. He knew that tone of voice. If I really meant no, he'd step away. I liked to challenge him and Riley. It made things more interesting.
Connor grabbed a fistful of hair and tugged my head back until I was looking right at him.
"Take. Out. My. Cock. Now."
A smile on my lips, I pushed down the front of his track pants and boxers, letting his thick erection spring free.
"Open your mouth," he ordered.
My eyes on his, I did what he said, letting him press his tip against my tongue. I licked around his head, tasting pre-cum as it leaked from his slit.
Without another word, he pushed himself all the way in, to the back of my throat. His hand still in my hair, he started to thrust, nudging the back of my throat each time. Smiling every time I gagged.
"Good girl," he said between thrusts. "You like that, don't you? Me fucking your mouth. This pretty little mouth was made for me. And Riley."
Riley sat down beside me. "You want Josiah to fuck your mouth too, don't you?
You want him to come inside you so you can swallow him down.
" He ran the back of his hand down my cheek.
"And your stepbrother too? I saw the look on your face when you thought you saw him at the fall festival.
You would have fucked him amongst the trees after you fucked me. "
I swivelled my eyes toward him. What expression did I have on my face? I was confused at seeing him there. Wondering why the hell he was in town. Okay, maybe there was some physical attraction I hadn't admitted to myself. A subconscious desire to be bent over and have him fill me up from behind.
"See?" Riley whispered in my ear. "I saw the way your eyes darkened. You want all of us to fuck you. Tell me something, sweetheart. Do you want all four of us to fuck you at the same time?"
"Riley," Connor said warningly.
"Just asking our woman what she wants," Riley said unapologetically.
"If she wants all her holes filled, then that's what she should get.
" He turned back to me. "Let's see how this would go.
Connor in your mouth. Josiah… He should have your pussy.
I can take your ass. And Brooks? He might like one of our asses.
Or maybe he and I can both share your pussy.
Would you like that?" He brushed hair off the side of my face.
"Two cocks together in your tight little pussy. "
He pushed his hand down between my thighs, over the front of my jeans. That was almost enough to make me come on the spot.
"She likes that idea, Con," Riley said. "We should make it happen."
Connor grunted. "After I come in her mouth." His thrusts became quicker now, more frantic until he came, squirting hot cum into the back of my throat, forcing me to swallow quickly.
He slid out of me slowly and took a step back. His now-flaccid, but still impressive cock hung between his thighs.
"Fuck her," he said simply.
"Yes please." Riley had both of our clothes off in a matter of moments, tossing garments this way and that, and ran his hands up and down my body. "How do you want me to fuck her?"
Connor thought for a moment. "So I can see you."
Riley gripped my hips and drew me to him, so we sat face to face. He draped my legs over his and positioned my entrance right in front of his cock. "Can you see?"
"Yeah, I can." Connor had his phone out and was standing beside me so he could film us as Riley pulled me onto his cock, filling me to the brim. "That's perfect."
He had a thing for filming us, but as far as I knew, he hadn't shared it with anyone.
He better not. This was private, just for us.
How many times had he watched the videos he filmed?
How did I look in them? I wondered, but I wasn't game enough to ask, not yet.
I was self-conscious enough without seeing myself fucking and being fucked.
Naked and sweating, sometimes decorated with cum.
"Perfect is the word." Riley half closed his eyes and slid out of me before slamming back in. "You feel incredible. If I could, I'd stay like this forever. Buried deep inside you."
"You feel incredible too," I said. Both of them made me feel so good, so full. I raised my hands and rubbed them up and down over my nipples, making them hard.
At the same time, Riley put a hand between us, teasing my clit with his thumb while he thrust in and out with even, firm strokes.
"Close your eyes and pretend it's Josiah's hand on your pussy," Riley whispered. "And Brooks inside you. What would you tell them?"
"I'd tell them not to stop," I said, groaning the last word. I pictured Brooks lying over me, Josiah's hand between us. Dark-haired and blonde, but both muscular, their bodies chiselled works of art.
I hadn't seen either of them naked, but I'd imagined it enough times.
I'd bet the reality was even better. I never wanted to see them as much as I did right now.
If both of them were here, I'd give myself to them.
Let them fuck my body and beg them to come inside me.
I wanted the image Riley painted, all four of them fucking me at once.
"What else would you say?" Riley rubbed me a little faster. "What would you think? Would you think 'my stepbrother is fucking me?' 'My stepbrother has his cock inside my pussy?'"
Every word made me hotter than the last. His dirty mouth was driving me absolutely wild.
I could barely form words, but I managed a strained, "Yes."
"Say it," Connor insisted. "Tell us you want your stepbrother to fuck you."
"I want…" I was so close to coming. "I want my stepbrother to fuck me." The moment the words were out of my mouth, I came against Riley's hand, while picturing Josiah's fingers there instead. Brooks' cock hard inside me.
"Good girl," Riley said with a grunt. "Fuck, fuck, fuck…" He groaned out his own orgasm as he came inside me, thrusting faster, milking every drop of his release. "So fucking good."
He slumped forward, panting lightly. "We need to make that happen. I want to watch both of them fuck you. Then Connor and I will."
I responded to that in the only way I could.
"Yes please."