Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 32219 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32219 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
Chapter Three
Two Years later
AXEL
“You’ve gotta calm down with this trophy bullshit,” Ronan says as he shuffles through a wooden box full of mementos I’ve taken from her over the years. I didn’t mean to be a bona fide stalker. I miss her.
When she was a senior in high school, I saw her every day and got my fill of her beauty. But then she moved to Boston, and everything changed. I couldn’t drive to the school and stare at her as she took pictures of the football game for the school paper or follow her on the Loop on her way home.
So I started flying to Boston every weekend. I followed her on campus and did background checks on everyone she spoke to. Eventually, it escalated to breaking into her small bachelor apartment.
At first, I stared at her while she slept. It gave me a sense of calm, knowing she was safe. But I needed more—much more—so I started stealing her things, minor items she wouldn’t notice but brought me the desperate sense of peace I needed.
“Between you and Kian, I’m gonna lose my fuckin’ mind. He’s turned into a quivering mess, and you’ve turned into some sort of psycho stalker,” Ronan says in disgust.
I lift my head off his cock and gaze up at him. “You’re gonna get on my case about a change of behavior? You’re a fuckin whore and the only person sucking your dick lately is me.”
“We’ve been sucking each other off since high school. She’s got nothing to do with my cock being lodged up your throat,” Ronan shoots back. “A warm mouth is a warm mouth. Besides, I trust your ass with my life, but I don’t trust random chicks with shit.”
“You trust her,” I point out.
“Yes, I fuckin’ trust her. I don’t have any logic about why. But giving up pussy was easy because I can’t even think about sticking it to someone else.”
I sit on the couch beside Ronan and tilt my head back, staring at the patterns on the ceiling. Why did anyone think it was a good idea to have elaborate designs where no one sees them?
I rub my eyes. Ronan’s right. We’ve been fucking each other since high school. We never shared a girl, not with all three of us. Sure, we’d occasionally have a threesome here or there, a tag team, or a spit roast. And all the girls we’ve had a threesome with never lasted more than a night. They were novelties, never anything more.
But not Stella. Not once have all three of us wanted to share a girl. Not until her. She’s gotten under our skin, imprinted herself in our minds, and stolen our hearts. Stella is the woman we’ve been looking for. The missing link. The heart that binds us.
“I get it, man. I don’t want another girl either. Shit, I’d give up you and Kian if it meant I could have her. Never thought I’d say that. I don’t know why I keep going back to her apartment and taking her shit. It’s the quickest way to get busted. Sometimes I sit by her bed and watch her sleep like a fucking psycho. I know I’m messed up in the head, but I never thought I’d be so stuck on a woman. But fuck… It’s like I need to be near her to breathe. How the fuck aren’t you going crazy, Ronan?”
“I keep telling myself it’s only two more years. In two years, she’s ours, and it’s over.”
I get up from the couch, walk to my dresser and open the top drawer. As soon as I touch the panties, my cock twitches. I turn around and dangle the piece of cotton in front of Ronan’s face. “Stole these. I have seven pairs of her panties, three of them used.” I bring the underwear to my nostrils and sniff. “It’s kind of fucked up. This is the only thing I have of hers in the last few years, underwear stained with her scent. I lie in bed like a depraved maniac, inhaling or licking them while I jerk off, picturing her mouth wrapped around my cock.”
Ronan rips the panties from my hand and sniffs them. “Jerk my cock.”
I move my hand to his dick, moving it up and down his thick shaft. “I want to tag team her. Fill up all her holes. God, can you imagine how tight her pussy and ass will be? How hot she’ll look dripping our cum from each of her holes?”
“I want to come with you next time,” Ronan says. “While she sleeps, I want to touch her pussy. I need to sniff that sweet cunt from the source.”
“We can fly out tonight. I can suck your cock while you smell her. Fuck, that’s hot.”
“Stop jerking me! I want to blow a giant load into her panties.” Ronan rises off the couch and pulls out his phone. “Get the jet ready. Now!”