by Darcy Rose
“Her mom got her arrested as an accomplice to a robbery when she was a minor, which is why I’m sure you couldn’t find much about her when you looked her up.” He instructs them to check out the story the way she told us to. “She changed her name to keep her mother away from her.”
While they’re confirming the truth, I can’t stop staring at her. She’s the most precious thing in the world, and my own brother hurt her. How could he? How could anyone? A glance at my twin tells me he’s feeling something similar, though there’s still an almost murderous energy coming off him.
Knox lowers his phone first. “It checks out.” Does he sound sorry that it does? Probably, knowing him.
“She’s just a girl who’s had a lot of shit happen to her. She’s a good person. Much better than any of us. And we trust her.” I make sure she’s looking at me when I say it. “She’s no threat to us.”
“She’s no threat to anybody. If I could’ve kept her out of our world, I would have. Because she’s too good for us.” Kane swallows hard. “And I love her.”
I nod. “So do I.”
Silence falls over the room. Even Payton doesn’t make a sound from behind her gag. Myles rubs his temples but stays quiet.
Finally, Ace speaks. “You love her? Both of you? You’re serious.”
“Deadly,” I mutter, looking him straight in the eye. “She’s ours. I’d trust her with my life, and I know Kane would, too. He’s right. We don’t deserve her. But she needs us, too, and we’ll be there no matter what.”
I look at Myles again. “That’s just how it is. You’ve got to accept it. I’m sorry we didn’t tell you guys sooner that she confessed about her juvenile record, but it didn’t seem like anything you’d lose your shit over—”
“—without coming to us first.” Kane’s heavy breathing tells me he’s not ready to apologize just yet. He wants Myles to pay for what he did. All I care about right now is Payton, taking care of her, making sure she’ll forgive us for what she’s been through.
Ace sighs. “Fine. You love her, you vouch for her, and her story checks out. That’s enough for me.” Archer and Knox nod their agreement. Myles does, too, though he’s slower about it. Like he doesn’t want to give up this easily.
Finally, our brothers step aside and let us get to her. We make quick work of untying her. The second she’s free, she jumps out of the chair. We catch her in our arms and hold her between us.
“I was so scared,” she whispers against my chest. I hate feeling her tremble the way she is.
“We’ve got you.” Kane presses his lips to the top of her head, eyes closed. “You’re safe. You’ll always be safe with us.”
She lifts her head and looks up at me, then at Kane. “Did you mean what you said? That you love me?”
“Of course, tiny dancer.” I kiss her gently and try to soak in the moment, to freeze time and always be right here. With the woman I love. She’s safe, she’s in our arms, and nothing’s ever going to get to her again. Nothing has ever felt this right.
“I love you, too.” She’s crying again, but this time she’s beaming. “I love you both.”
Though her smile fades a little as she cuts a look across the room to where our brothers are standing around, looking annoyed and embarrassed. “But your brother is scary as hell.”
“Him?” Kane snickers. “He’s not that bad once you get past the fact that he’s a crazy bastard. But we all are. He won’t be a problem anymore.”
“And even if he was,” I add, exchanging a glance with my twin, “we’d still take care of you. You’re what matters.” I can tell we agree on this just the way we agree on her. She’s what makes us complete, and we’re never, ever letting her go.
Epilogue
Payton
I try my best to sit completely still as I lift the glass to my lips and suck the Sex on the Beach Kane mixed for me through the straw. The cool, tangy liquid meets my tongue, turning warm as it makes its way down my throat.
Setting the glass back down carefully, I’m so zoned in on not moving that I almost miss Kane and Cash staring at me with smirks on their faces.
“You’re doing all right, baby? You look a little…stiff.” Cash’s grin widens, and I have the sudden urge to throw the napkin at him. But that would require moving, and moving would dig the butt plug that’s seated in my ass a little deeper.
“I’m fine,” I lie.
I’m not fine. I feel like a cat in heat. The only thing I’m wearing is an oversized cotton T-shirt, and even that’s making me uncomfortable. I want to rip it off my body, so the fabric won’t rub against my over-sensitive nipples anymore.
Those suckers have been diamond hard for the last thirty minutes, and I get the feeling that by the time I orgasm, it’ll be the most intense one yet.
“You want the plug out? Just say the word.” Kane leans back in his chair, stretching his arms above his head. “We’ll be happy to fill your ass with something else.”
I can’t help but squirm at his proposition, and a tiny moan escapes my lips as the plug digs deeper inside of me, massaging and stretching my sensitive hole.
The guys promised I wouldn’t make it an hour with it in my ass before I was begging them to fuck me there. It’s been forty minutes, and I’m at the end of my patience.
“Fine, you win. Take me to bed.”
“Fuck yeah!” Cash groans a sexy, impatient noise and shoves up onto his feet. Kane is on his feet just as quick.
Bending down, Kane slides his arms under my knees and back to pick me up.
“You know I can walk, right?” I giggle as he carries me to the bedroom.
“I know, but I like carrying you around. Especially with your ass filled, getting ready to take us both at the same time.”
I rub my thighs together as much as I can with him holding me like this. My clit is already swollen and aching for release. I’m so wet, I can feel it running down my thighs. It’s almost embarrassing how turned on I am, but I can’t help myself.
Cash enters the room first. Stripping out of his boxers, he gets on the bed and lies on his back. His cock is standing at attention, and my gaze gravitates toward it. My mouth waters as I stare at the veins bulging, and his mushroom-shaped head that’s an angry color. He wants me just as much as I want him, and that makes me feel warm all over.
Kane deposits me on the bed in front of his brother. Another groan rips from my throat at the movement. I eagerly strip out of my shirt and climb on top of Cash, who takes my hips into his hands. His fingers dig into my skin as I impale myself on his cock.
Together we moan in unison, the sound a combination of both relief and pleasure. It’s a good thing I’m so wet because the plug in my ass makes my pussy even tighter. My entire body quivers, my muscles tightening. I can’t control myself, and I start rocking my hips, grinding my pelvis into his. Lightning bolts of pleasure zing through me as my clit slams against him. Cash’s cock is so deep, I can feel him at the back of my channel.
“Fuck, baby. I’m gonna come quick if you keep doing that.” He groans. Tightening his grip, he slows me down, and a huff of disappointment passes my lips.
Cash feels my frustration and smiles. “Don’t worry, you can pick up speed here in a second. First, I need you to hold still.”
Kane moves behind me, and a moment later, I feel him tugging on the plug. “Lean forward,” he orders, his voice thick with lust.
I do as he asks, leaning forward until my chest collides with Cash’s muscled one. I bury my face in the crook of his neck, reveling in the fresh manly scent that fills my nostrils. I feel protected, safe, and secure with them.
Kane pulls out the plug slowly, stretching the tight ring of muscle out even more as he forces the bigger part of the plug through it. It hurts for a split second, but then I’m left feeling empty and unsatisfied.
“Are you ready for my cock?”
“Yes,” I murmur against Cash’s skin.
“Good ’cause he sure is ready for you.”
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Kane brings the smooth head of his dick to my ass and pushes in slowly. Because I wore the plug, it doesn’t hurt as he slides in, but he does stretch me much more than the toy. I think it’s going to be too much, and I try to scurry away, but Cash’s grip tightens on me, keeping me in place.
“You can take it, baby. You were made to take us. Now let me see that ass swallow my cock like a good girl,” Kane growls as he thrusts all the way into my ass.
At the same time, Cash thrusts upward.
Both of them are filling me, stretching me to the max, but all I can feel is pure bliss.
They don’t give me time to adjust, not that I would want them to. They fuck me wildly, pushing inside of me with deep, violent thrusts. The smell of our combined scents fills my nostrils. Shudders of pleasure ripple through me, and I know I’m close.
My whole body goes rigid, and for one brief moment, I blackout. They fuck me through it and through my second release as well. I’m floating down from that one, and I’m nothing but a boneless mess. I can’t even hold my head up, but the guys are not done with me yet. They continue using my body for their pleasure, pounding into me in the best way possible. Owning and worshiping me.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” Cash growls. His breaths are little more than pants.
“Me too,” Kane groans, plunging deep into my ass over and over again.
A second later, they both find their own releases within seconds of each other, spilling their cum deep inside my ass and pussy. I sigh contently against Cash’s chest, enjoying the warmth that fills my veins.
I’ve found my happily ever after, and I’m never giving it up.
“I love you,” I whisper into the now quiet room.
Together they reply, “We love you too.”
Their love is the best feeling I’ve ever experienced, and I’m never going to give it up.
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