He pulls my face to him and softly kisses my lips. “We’ve never done anything like this before either, but somehow you seem to be the exception.” He watches as I pull my shirt over my head. “I hate to rush you back home, but I have a PT session at the gym in thirty, plus I’m afraid that if I don’t get you home to Ryan soon Tori is going to rip my dick off.”
I get lost in my thoughts on the way home, trying to decide if this is wrong. Hunter says a few things. I just nod and pretend that I’m listening, but I can’t seem to function right now.
Once we pull up at the door, Hunter gives me a quick kiss and says that he’ll text me soon, before driving off. I stand outside of the building for a few minutes, looking up at the tenth floor, realizing that both men stay up there. The thought causes butterflies to fill my stomach.
When I get inside and enter the elevator, I look down at my phone to see that I missed a text from Kyan about ten minutes ago. My emotions and thoughts are all over the place as I open it up to read it. My heart’s racing.
Kyan: Thanks to you. ;) Just got home so jumping in the shower.
I stand in the elevator and just stare as it opens up to the sixth floor. I can’t force myself to get off, so I push the button for the tenth floor and wait for it to close.
I can’t go back to my apartment without knowing how long Kyan has known about the other guy being his brother; his younger brother.
MY HEART IS POUNDING OUT of my chest by the time I reach Kyan’s door. I have no idea how this is going to go. Somehow I feel like I did Kyan wrong. I know he told me that we’re both free to sleep with other people, but I never in a million years thought that I actually would or that it would end up being his brother of all people.
I wasn’t expecting Hunter to stumble into my life and I definitely wasn’t expecting him to want me in the one way that I have wanted him for as long as I can remember. I feel sort of dirty right now, but a part of me still wants this.
Taking a long, deep breath, I knock on Kyan’s door and stand here, tense, waiting for it to open.
The door opens a few seconds later to Kyan wrapped in a towel with water dripping from his hair and over his firm body. The sight causes me to suck in a breath. He does things to me that no one else does and I’m starting to see that. It’s scary. Not even Hunter has this effect on me.
“Calla.” He steps away from the door and motions for me to come inside. “Sorry. I just got out of the shower.” He walks over to the fridge and pulls out two beers.
I watch as he opens both of them and extends one out for me to grab. “That’s okay,” I say nervously, while grabbing the beer.
Our eyes lock as he tilts back his beer. His eyes wander over my face before he leans against the kitchen island and lets out a concerned breath. “What’s bothering you, Calla? I want you to be able to say it without worry.”
I walk over to stand in front of him and tilt back a few drinks for courage. “Do you know who the other guy is that I’ve been sleeping with?”
He stiffens with his beer touching his lips. His forehead scrunches up as he sets his beer down. “Of course I know. He’s my brother, Calla. What’s wrong?” He stands up, suddenly looking on edge. “Has he hurt you?”
I shake my head. “What? No.” I look up into his eyes as he comes to stand directly in front of me. “So you knew this whole time that the other guy was Hunter and you never thought to tell me that he was your brother?”
He looks genuinely confused as he grabs my chin. “You said that you guys talked about us. Hunter never told you that I was his brother?”
I shake my head and try to turn away, but his grip on my chin tightens. “I would never lie to you, Calla. I thought he told you.” He tilts his head back and bites his bottom lip in anger. “That fucking little shit.”
I swallow hard as I watch him getting all worked up. “He just told me.” I take a sip of my beer, trying to figure this all out. “So Hunter knew before he slept with me that you had already slept with me?”
He rubs his thumb over my bottom lip and flexes his jaw. “Yes.” He steps closer to me and tangles his hands into the back of my hair. “I only let my brother be with you because I knew I had no right to tell him to back off. All that matters to me is that you’re happy and pleased. I can’t be that for you, so I have no right to interfere with your life.” He swallows and leans down to suck my bottom lip into his mouth. “You deserve to be happy,” he says against my lips. “If being with another man, whether it’s my brother or someone else, makes you happy, then that’s all I want. All I ask is that you stay honest with me. If you want to slap me and call me scum then go ahead.” He sucks my lip again before releasing it. “Do it.”
I moan as his erection pokes me through his towel. “No,” I breathe. “That’s not what I want. I just . . . I’ve never done this before and I can’t figure out how to feel right now.”
He leans in and runs his nose up my neck. “Then what do you want? Forget about how you should feel.”
I say the first thing that my heart feels. “You,” I whisper.
He slides his hands under my thighs and picks me up. His lips brush mine as he whispers, “Were you just with my brother?”
I nod my head, feeling ashamed. I shouldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t want both of these men physically; especially brothers, but I do so damn much right now.
“Then I can’t let you fall asleep thinking about him inside you.” He reaches down with one hand and allows his towel to fall to the floor. “I may have let my brother have his little fun, but there’s no way he’s going to pleasure you better than I can.”
Slamming his lips to mine, he turns around and sets me on the kitchen island, never removing his lips from mine. I push up on my hands, lifting my butt off the counter. With control, he slowly undoes my jeans and slides them down my legs. “I want to fuck you all over this apartment, Calla.” He kisses me in a way that causes me to feel weak, before he pulls away and bites his bottom lip. “But first.” He yanks my panties down before pulling my shirt over my head and unsnapping my bra, removing it and dropping it on the floor. “I want to fuck you against my shower wall and wash my brother off of you.”
I find myself falling into him and gripping his strong shoulders as he picks me up and starts walking down the hall. “Kyan . . .” I lean back as he kisses my neck. “I don’t know . . .” I breathe out heavily when I feel the head of his penis poke between my ass cheeks. “Isn’t this wrong?”
I get lost in my thoughts on the way home, trying to decide if this is wrong. Hunter says a few things. I just nod and pretend that I’m listening, but I can’t seem to function right now.
Once we pull up at the door, Hunter gives me a quick kiss and says that he’ll text me soon, before driving off. I stand outside of the building for a few minutes, looking up at the tenth floor, realizing that both men stay up there. The thought causes butterflies to fill my stomach.
When I get inside and enter the elevator, I look down at my phone to see that I missed a text from Kyan about ten minutes ago. My emotions and thoughts are all over the place as I open it up to read it. My heart’s racing.
Kyan: Thanks to you. ;) Just got home so jumping in the shower.
I stand in the elevator and just stare as it opens up to the sixth floor. I can’t force myself to get off, so I push the button for the tenth floor and wait for it to close.
I can’t go back to my apartment without knowing how long Kyan has known about the other guy being his brother; his younger brother.
MY HEART IS POUNDING OUT of my chest by the time I reach Kyan’s door. I have no idea how this is going to go. Somehow I feel like I did Kyan wrong. I know he told me that we’re both free to sleep with other people, but I never in a million years thought that I actually would or that it would end up being his brother of all people.
I wasn’t expecting Hunter to stumble into my life and I definitely wasn’t expecting him to want me in the one way that I have wanted him for as long as I can remember. I feel sort of dirty right now, but a part of me still wants this.
Taking a long, deep breath, I knock on Kyan’s door and stand here, tense, waiting for it to open.
The door opens a few seconds later to Kyan wrapped in a towel with water dripping from his hair and over his firm body. The sight causes me to suck in a breath. He does things to me that no one else does and I’m starting to see that. It’s scary. Not even Hunter has this effect on me.
“Calla.” He steps away from the door and motions for me to come inside. “Sorry. I just got out of the shower.” He walks over to the fridge and pulls out two beers.
I watch as he opens both of them and extends one out for me to grab. “That’s okay,” I say nervously, while grabbing the beer.
Our eyes lock as he tilts back his beer. His eyes wander over my face before he leans against the kitchen island and lets out a concerned breath. “What’s bothering you, Calla? I want you to be able to say it without worry.”
I walk over to stand in front of him and tilt back a few drinks for courage. “Do you know who the other guy is that I’ve been sleeping with?”
He stiffens with his beer touching his lips. His forehead scrunches up as he sets his beer down. “Of course I know. He’s my brother, Calla. What’s wrong?” He stands up, suddenly looking on edge. “Has he hurt you?”
I shake my head. “What? No.” I look up into his eyes as he comes to stand directly in front of me. “So you knew this whole time that the other guy was Hunter and you never thought to tell me that he was your brother?”
He looks genuinely confused as he grabs my chin. “You said that you guys talked about us. Hunter never told you that I was his brother?”
I shake my head and try to turn away, but his grip on my chin tightens. “I would never lie to you, Calla. I thought he told you.” He tilts his head back and bites his bottom lip in anger. “That fucking little shit.”
I swallow hard as I watch him getting all worked up. “He just told me.” I take a sip of my beer, trying to figure this all out. “So Hunter knew before he slept with me that you had already slept with me?”
He rubs his thumb over my bottom lip and flexes his jaw. “Yes.” He steps closer to me and tangles his hands into the back of my hair. “I only let my brother be with you because I knew I had no right to tell him to back off. All that matters to me is that you’re happy and pleased. I can’t be that for you, so I have no right to interfere with your life.” He swallows and leans down to suck my bottom lip into his mouth. “You deserve to be happy,” he says against my lips. “If being with another man, whether it’s my brother or someone else, makes you happy, then that’s all I want. All I ask is that you stay honest with me. If you want to slap me and call me scum then go ahead.” He sucks my lip again before releasing it. “Do it.”
I moan as his erection pokes me through his towel. “No,” I breathe. “That’s not what I want. I just . . . I’ve never done this before and I can’t figure out how to feel right now.”
He leans in and runs his nose up my neck. “Then what do you want? Forget about how you should feel.”
I say the first thing that my heart feels. “You,” I whisper.
He slides his hands under my thighs and picks me up. His lips brush mine as he whispers, “Were you just with my brother?”
I nod my head, feeling ashamed. I shouldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t want both of these men physically; especially brothers, but I do so damn much right now.
“Then I can’t let you fall asleep thinking about him inside you.” He reaches down with one hand and allows his towel to fall to the floor. “I may have let my brother have his little fun, but there’s no way he’s going to pleasure you better than I can.”
Slamming his lips to mine, he turns around and sets me on the kitchen island, never removing his lips from mine. I push up on my hands, lifting my butt off the counter. With control, he slowly undoes my jeans and slides them down my legs. “I want to fuck you all over this apartment, Calla.” He kisses me in a way that causes me to feel weak, before he pulls away and bites his bottom lip. “But first.” He yanks my panties down before pulling my shirt over my head and unsnapping my bra, removing it and dropping it on the floor. “I want to fuck you against my shower wall and wash my brother off of you.”
I find myself falling into him and gripping his strong shoulders as he picks me up and starts walking down the hall. “Kyan . . .” I lean back as he kisses my neck. “I don’t know . . .” I breathe out heavily when I feel the head of his penis poke between my ass cheeks. “Isn’t this wrong?”
