Dearest Stepbrother: Twin Doms (Book Two)

by Hawthorne, Olivia

  Dearest Stepbrother

  Twin Doms 2

  Olivia Hawthorne

  Copyright © Dearest Stepbrother – Twin Doms 2015

  by Olivia Hawthorne

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  Table of Contents

  CHAPTER ONE

  CHAPTER TWO

  CHAPTER THREE

  CHAPTER FOUR

  CHAPTER FIVE

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  Chapter One

  Gage’s hands caressed my body and I lost the ability to breathe. The slinky, silver dress I wore slipping against my skin and sending shivers along my spine.

  What the hell was I doing?

  Locked into a room with a man who’d bossed me around for as long as he knew me, I was allowing my stepbrother to kiss me and touch me in ways that I’d never before imagined he would. My eyes fluttered open as he kissed me, but all I could see was the black silk of the blindfold covering my eyes.

  I groaned when he pulled back from the kiss, only to reach out and grip my chin with one hand tilting my head up to look at his beautiful face before removing the blindfold with his other hand.

  “Why are you here?” He asked.

  My voice trembled when I answered, “I told you already. I’m here with Kyle. His date, George, got us in.”

  With a single nod of his head, he let go of my chin and stepped back. “So you’ve seen everything?”

  He was talking about the demonstration from earlier, and the blush on my cheeks gave away the fact that I had witnessed what the twins were able to do for those women.

  “You barely touched those women, yet they had orgasms. How is that even possible?”

  He smiled, the blue of his eyes sparkling in the dim light of the room. “Seduction of the mind is far more powerful than seduction of the body. For that particular demonstration, they were our pets.”

  None of what he was saying made sense. I felt like a fish out of water – or more accurately, a newbie when it came to the deeper levels of sex. Sure, I understood the basics, but I’d never seen or experienced anything beyond the norm.

  “Pets?”

  “Our submissives,” he explained. “Women who are willing to give up control completely to suit our needs.”

  “Why would they do that?” I asked.

  A smile curled the corners of his lips. “Because it suits their needs as well.” Stepping forward just enough that our bodies were brushing against each other, he reached out to run the tips of his fingers down my arms. My body trembled and he smiled again.

  “I’ve always known you’d be the perfect submissive. You take instruction so well – even if you hate yourself for it.”

  His words woke me up out of the trance I was slowly slipping into. “I don’t hate myself, Gage. I hate you.”

  “Then why did you agree to come back here with me?” He paused for a moment to allow the question to settle into my thoughts. “Your behavior at the house this past week has been like a neon sign, Maya. It gives away so much about your personality, but I suspect you have no idea what it is that you hate or like.”

  I stepped out of his reach, glaring up at him as I rolled my shoulders back in rebellion. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

  “I know you don’t. That’s why I have every intention to show you.”

  “Show me what, Gage?” I was tired of whatever bullshit cryptic games he was playing. “You know what? Coming back here was a bad idea. I need to leave.”

  I moved past him, but he reached out and grabbed my arm, pulling me back.

  “Tell me you’re not curious, Maya. Tell me that you have no desire in you, whatsoever, to find out why we were able to get those women off while barely touching them. Go ahead and tell me that, and I’ll let you walk out of this room.”

  Ripping my arm out of his grasp, I tilted up my chin to tell him to fuck off, but then I realized something…I was interested to know why. It was the whole reason I’d come back to this room with him in the first place.

  Opening my mouth to lie and tell him I didn’t care, I hesitated for only a second – but that second was enough for him to pick up that I was interested in finding out.

  “Tell me, Maya.” His voice was deep and haunting, touching me in places I didn’t know existed.

  Tension dissolved from my shoulders, my body relaxing just slightly as I admitted on a whisper, “I can’t.”

  A smile pulled at his lips. “Then allow me to show you how what we did was possible.”

  I nodded, not fully understanding why I was so easily convinced.

  Gripping my chin in his hand, he angled my head up and waited for my eyes to open and lock to his before saying, “There’s a submissive inside you. There always has been. I want to show you how good that can be for your life. This isn’t about getting me off, Maya. It’s the other way around, in fact. I want to give you what a woman like you deserves.”

  “But we’re related…”

  He smiled, the low light of the room flickering within the magnetic blue of his eyes. “Not by blood. You’re old enough now, Maya. There’s nothing standing in our way.”

  “My father will…”

  His fingers gripped my chin tighter and I didn’t finish my sentence. He waited for a few seconds before saying, “Your father doesn’t have to know.”

  Leaning down, his mouth pressed against mine, his lips moving slowly at first, but then speeding up to a point where his tongue entered my mouth to take passionate control.

  I melted almost instantly, a small voice in the back of my head whispering that the man kissing me was someone I should not allow myself to be attracted to. But that voice faded when his hand splayed across my lower back, and when his other hand brushed the hair away from my face and cupped my cheek, his mouth becoming more demanding of mine in the process.

  My legs began to tremble, my knees weakening over something as simple as a kiss.

  How was any of this possible?

  He pulled away, leaving me breathless and dizzy, a sly smile pulling at his arrogant lips.

  “How do you feel now, Maya? Are you ready to explore this life?”

  “Yes,” I said, my mouth and body completely betraying that small warning in my thoughts that told me to run as quickly as I could back home.

  He nodded as if he knew what I was thinking. After a few tense seconds of silence, he finally said, “Not tonight – not like this. I have something else far more special in mind for you. Go back out there and find your friends. If you feel the same way tomorrow night, come back to the club. I’ll leave word with security that you are to be given full access.”

  Chapter Two

  “Where have you been?” Kyle asked when I finally walked back out into the club looking like I was suffering from shell shock. I felt the color drain from my face, the embarrassment of having kissed my stepbrother tickling up my spine as I approached my best friend.

  “I – I…” I could barely talk, much less come up with an explanation. Telling him a simple version of the truth, I said, “I went back to see Gage and Greer. I’m confused about this place…about what they did on stage.”

  Kyle smiled. “Oh! Well, George told me all about it, and although I’m a little nervous that he’s into this kind of thing, I completely understand how some people are into it. I’ll explain everything to you on the way home.”

  Finally noticing that Kyle was sitting alone, I asked, “
Where’s George?”

  Kyle patted the seat next to him and waited for me to sit down. “He went back to say hello to your stepbrothers. I guess they all know each other from some other business they run together. This isn’t the only club Gage and Greer own. Did you know that? Apparently, those two are huge in the club scene. Mega-wealthy.”

  My eyes rounded. I’d never known the twins were so successful, but then again, I’d never taken much time to pay attention to anything having to do with Gage and Greer.

  “I had no idea. You know I don’t have much to do with them when I’m home.”

  Kyle smiled. “Seriously, from what George says, those two are a hot commodity. It’s too bad you’re related to them.” He elbowed me and wiggled his eyebrows. “I guess that makes them off limits, huh?”

  I smiled, embarrassment coloring my cheeks when I said, “Yeah, I guess.”

  Except they weren’t off limits – not according to Gage, anyway. I wondered if Kyle’s words were a reminder that I should walk away and not look back – if I should go home, make up some excuse for leaving early and speed away back to school as fast as my car could take me.

  “When George gets back, I’ll take you home because I’m going to be spending the night at his house tonight.” Kyle smiled, a blush coloring his cheeks. “It’ll be our first full night together, so I’m nervous.”

  Although I was struggling with my own doubts and issues at that moment, I tried to put my problems aside to support my friend. Wrapping my arm through his, I snuggled up next to him and laid my head against his shoulder. “George seems like a really nice guy. I’m sure you’ll have a great time.”

  Kyle leaned his head against mine and sighed. “Will you have time to meet me for lunch tomorrow? When are you going back to school?”

  “I’m supposed to go back in three days, but I’m thinking about leaving early. Dad has already left for his business trip and there’s no point for me to stay in town if he’s gone.”

  Grabbing my hand, Kyle squeezed. “Nonsense. You have to stay in town so I can tell you all about my hot date.”

  I glanced up at him and smiled. “Umm, I accompanied you on your hot date. There’s not much you can tell me that I don’t already know.”

  He grinned. “You’re so cute…and silly. I’m talking about the second part of my hot date. The part you won’t be involved in. I’ll call you in the morning and pick you up for lunch…or breakfast…or brunch. Either way, I’m picking you up for food.”

  Laughter shook my tired shoulders. “Okay. Sounds like a plan.”

  * * *

  Dark living rooms are very therapeutic. I discovered this fact after Kyle dropped me off and I walked into my parents’ large house to find all the lights out. Denise must have gone to bed early and I walked through the rooms, finally curling up on the sofa because I had too many thoughts plaguing me to find the energy to climb the stairs up to my room.

  Sitting in the dark made it easier for me to think. I wasn’t distracted by the television or my computer, wasn’t keeping myself busy scrolling through social media and reading all the posts wherein my friends claimed their lives were absolutely perfect.

  In truth, I knew their lives weren’t that perfect offline, but reading the posts still made me feel worse about myself.

  Several times I’d considered leaving home to go back to school. Whatever Gage had planned for me couldn’t be good and I knew better than to set myself up for the lifestyle to which he wanted to introduce me.

  But those women…the faces they made when something as simple as the twins’ voices and fingertips forced them to orgasm…I couldn’t get those visions out of my head.

  I wanted to experience the same type of pleasure, but at my stepbrother’s hands? That was something I couldn’t quite come to terms with.

  Why was I even considering it? It was Gage – the man who’d ordered me around since he’d known me, the one who took pleasure in being in control.

  And then it all made sense.

  Gage loved to be in control.

  It didn’t matter about the person or situation.

  He loved being the one in charge.

  Maybe that’s why he thought he saw a submissive in me. I’d always been so easy to boss around.

  The front door opened and shut, footsteps walking across the room and I looked up to see that it was one of twins, but in the darkness, I couldn’t determine which one. Since I could barely see him, I assumed he couldn’t see me, but the steps stopped suddenly, a deep voice breaking through the silence of the room to ask, “Why are you sitting here all alone in the dark, Maya?”

  Dammit.

  My heart sank into my feet when I recognized that the voice belonged to Gage.

  Chapter Three

  “I’m just sitting,” I answered feebly. It was a crappy response, but what else was I supposed to say? I was too nervous to be honest, too unsure to know what I was feeling in order to put my emotions and thoughts into words.

  The scent of cologne was faint in the air when he passed me to sit down in an armchair beside the couch – musky notes that reminded me of rainy nights and dew laden mornings. It was masculine and earthy, a scent that made me want to stand up from the couch and crawl into his warm and waiting lap.

  What the hell was wrong with me?

  “That’s interesting,” he joked, the slight bit of humor evident in his deep voice. “I’ll just sit here with you if you don’t mind.”

  “Where’s Greer?” I asked.

  Gage chuckled, the sound resonating through my bones. Ever since seeing him on that stage, everything about him represented sex: his appearance, his voice, his smell – the way he laughed. The images in my head, the faces of those women when they came, I couldn’t stop seeing them.

  I wasn’t completely new to the touch of a man. I’d been kissed, I’d been touched in areas that made me squirm – I’d just never climaxed. I’d never been pushed to a point where I lost the ability to breathe or to talk. Gage could give me that, but I couldn’t wrap my head around allowing Gage – my stepbrother – to make me feel the way those women felt.

  “Come here, Maya. Stop playing around with me.”

  My head snapped around to look in his direction, my eyes barely able to make out the outline of his shadow in the dimly lit room.

  “Stop acting like a fucking child and grow the hell up for once in your life,” he said.

  My mouth fell open in shock. How dare he speak to me like that?

  I didn’t respond, just continued staring because I didn’t know what to say.

  Gage liked controlled, and in this instance, he wasn’t getting what he wanted. It was interesting to see his walls begin to crumble – to see his stoic demeanor fade enough that anger, or any emotion, could show through.

  “Why should I?” I finally asked.

  He was quiet for a second and I thought that, perhaps, he wouldn’t answer at all. However, the silence between us was broken when he answered, “Because you’re curious and the only person who can show you what you want to know is me. Stop resisting what will ultimately happen.”

  The muscles in my body tensed, my mouth opening again to refuse what he said – but I couldn’t find my voice. He was right. I did want to know. I just had to suck it up and finally accept that I was going to allow this to happen.

  Maybe it hadn’t been a choice at all. All my thoughts about running back to school, all the doubts I had in my head: they were just excuses and lies I was telling myself so that I wouldn’t have to admit or accept the fact that my body was responding to the idea of Gage doing to me what he’d done to those women.

  I pushed up from the couch, sitting on the edge for a few seconds as I convinced myself to stand up on two feet and make the few steps across the room that would leave me standing in front of him.

  He reached out to run the tips of his fingers up my legs, the sides of my silver dress pushing up above his hands as he trailed up my thighs. Goose bumps rushed across my skin
, my body trembling slightly in response to his light and soft touch.

  “Tell me yes, beautiful girl, and I’ll make all your dreams come true.”

  His voice was seductive – hypnotic in the way it lulled me to give myself over to him, to stop resisting the desire I felt.

  “I can’t…” I started to say. I didn’t know how to move past the fact that he was my stepbrother.

  “You can,” he argued. “And you will. It’s only a matter of time. Why not make that time now so we can move past this point and on to better things?”

  He had a point. Why was I fighting against it so hard? Because our parents are married? Or was it because, up until this point, I’d resented him for controlling me in the past?

  “Show me, Gage,” I said, a slight tremor in my voice as I released control to him. It wasn’t something new for me. I’d bent to his will ever since I’d first met him. Why should now be any different than before?

  I heard him breathe out quickly, felt his fingers tighten on my skin, his warm palms pressing against my legs as he fought to control his own urges. The thought made me smile. Maybe I’d found a small chink in his armor.

  Maybe he’d wanted this a lot longer than he was willing to admit.

  “Go up to my room, Maya. Wait there for me. I won’t do anything with you in the living room. Not with the chance of my mom coming downstairs and catching us in the act.”

  I nodded my head, knowing full well that in the dim light of the room he could barely see the response.

  “Go.”

  One simple word from his lips and my feet were carrying me across the room and up the stairs. I hesitated when I turned down the hall, but rolled my shoulders back and made the decision to go along with it. I had nothing to lose – and everything to gain.

  Gage was gorgeous in every sense of the word. And now? After seeing him with those women on the stage? He was the only thing I could think about.

  I pushed open the door to his room, stepping into the darkness without bothering to flip on the light. I didn’t know if I could stand looking at him while allowing him to take over my body.