Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 62679 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 313(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62679 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 313(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
Gregory’s eyes momentarily shift down to take them in before returning to hers.
“Stand up,” I say.
I keep hold of her when she does and nod to Gregory who reaches forward, slides his hands up along her legs to grip her panties and drag them down and off. Then, swapping my grip, I let the dress and bra fall to the floor before seating her naked on my lap again.
Gregory looks her over.
“Spread your legs for my brother.”
It takes a nudge from me, but she does it, shifting them as wide as mine, only the balls of her feet on the floor.
Gregory looks at the seam of her sex as she squirms. I don’t stop him when he leans forward, rubs her pussy with two fingers, then smears them on her thigh.
“I think she likes this,” he says.
“I think you’re right. I smell her arousal from here,” I say, leaning in close to her ear before standing her up, handing her over to my brother.
He takes hold of her wrists, keeps them at her sides, kisses her belly, kisses lower, before turning her, handing her back to me.
I take her nipple into my mouth before drawing back, dragging it between my teeth until she whimpers.
Greg stands, shoves the plates out of the way, sending one crashing in his haste. He lifts her, sits her on the edge of the table and leans in close to her so she has to lean back. He pulls his shirt over his head and grips her legs, widening them, standing between them.
I can see he wants to kiss her. He’s so close, so close.
But he kisses her neck instead, then lower, the hollow of her collarbone, her chest, between her breasts, the oval of her belly button. He’s on his knees, hands on her thighs as he leans in to lick her pussy, tasting her as she squeezes her eyes closed and leans farther back.
I watch at first, watch her struggle.
She puts her hands on his head, trying to push him off as she turns to me.
“Is this another test?”
She shoves at him, but he grabs her wrists, pulls them apart.
She fists her hands, puts one foot on the table intending to scoot away, but ends up opening her legs wider instead.
“Please!”
“Brother,” I say, eyes locked on her desperate ones.
He pulls back, stands, wipes his mouth. He sits down on his chair, undoes his jeans, shoves them down and fists his cock.
I stand up, take Helena by the arm and pull her off the table.
“What are you doing?” she asks in a whisper.
I cup her cheek in one hand.
“What are we doing?” she asks.
I have to keep control of this, of him. Of her. This is the only way. It’s the only way to keep her mine.
And as much as I don’t want to, I turn her around and set her on her knees before my brother.
“Suck him off, Helena.”
She doesn’t turn back, but hesitates, and it takes Gregory’s hand on the back of her head for her to take him into her mouth.
I kneel behind her, pull off my shirt, undo my pants. Gripping her ass, I splay her open and when I feel her, I feel how wet she is.
As much as she fights this, she wants it too and part of me, it wants to punish her for it. To hate her for it. But I don’t.
Instead, I slide into her wet cunt and lean forward over her back.
“Now you can come, but make sure when my brother does, that you swallow every drop. Not one wasted. Understand?”
She nods, and I straighten, looking down at her, her pretty, wet cunt stretched wide with me inside her, her little asshole so inviting.
Greg grips a handful of hair and begins to fuck her face and when he does, I match his thrusts, hard and fast and deep and in moments, she’s coming, and the throbbing of her pussy takes me over the edge and I fill up her cunt as my brother empties down her throat and for a single moment, I let myself believe this can work.
The three of us.
Like this.
As long as she’s mine to give.
Mine to share.
Mine to keep.
But as the bliss of orgasm retreats, that fantasy fades.
I know in my bones that this won’t end well.
That this Willow Girl will destroy my brother and me both.
17
Helena
I sleep alone that night. I go to my room afterwards and take a long shower and I don’t know why, but I cry a little.
I don’t understand why Sebastian did what he did. Testing me with that call. Sharing me.
And I’m worried about Amy.
This whole thing, it’s fucked up and it just keeps getting more and more fucked up.
Late the next afternoon, Gregory seeks me out in my room. I haven’t seen Sebastian all day.