Dearest Stepbrother: Double Trouble - Ultimate Bundle

by Olivia Hawthorne

Unfortunately, this was only the beginning.

  Finally angling the couch to fit it through the door, they scooted it into the living room and plopped it down in the center of the floor.

  “There! It looks great. I don’t think we can move it again,” Alex said as he sat down on the floor next to the couch.

  “Oh, no.” I laughed. “There is no way we’re leaving the couch right there. All I need for the two of you to do is move it another fifteen feet in this direction. After that, the hard part is done.”

  They both looked at me like I was insane.

  Alex smiled arrogantly and asked, “So you’re going to carry up the rest of the furniture for us? Thanks, babe. That’s so sweet of you.”

  I tried to hide the smile that broke out on my lips, but it was no use. He knew damn well I wasn’t carrying up the rest of the furniture. Finally, in the sweetest voice I had, I said, “No, but I’ll make it worth your while.” I gave him an exaggerated wink and he grinned.

  “How about right now? Asher got some alone time with you a few days ago and I’ve been left out. I’m sure he won’t mind if we sneak off for a second while he recovers from carrying this heavy ass couch you had to have.”

  Giving me a mischievous smile, Alex kept his eyes glued to mine, daring me to say no.

  I nodded my head once, my heart speeding up in my chest with excitement. We were in our first place – our own apartment that we were paying for and not our parents. We’d grown up and we could finally be exactly who we wanted to be.

  From the floor where he was lying down, Asher breathlessly said, “Go ahead. I think I’m just going to lay here for a few minutes and suffer through the heart attack I’m having.”

  “Let’s go.” I said.

  The transition from tired old man to horny and excited young man was instantaneous. Alex went from breathing heavy and looking like he was going to have a stroke, to bouncing up on his feet, quickly crossing the room and pulling me into to his arms in five seconds flat. Carrying me into the bedroom, he kicked the door shut behind us and set me down on my feet.

  Leaning back against the wall, he looked at me with heated eyes as he crossed his arms over his chest. In his most nonchalant voice, he smiled and said, “So you said you were going to make it up to me?” Pretending to be interested in his fingernails, he held his hand up to his face and said, “How were you planning on doing that?”

  I couldn’t help my laughter. Alex was such a little jerk.

  Playing along with him, I walked up to him slowly and wrapped my hands into the waistband of his pants. “I don’t know. Did you have something in mind?”

  I didn’t care what he wanted from me – or whether I got off as a result. Just being allowed to touch him wherever and whenever I wanted was enough to convince me to do anything to show him how much I loved him.

  With a sly grin on his face, he looked up at me and put his hand on top of my head, applying just enough pressure to indicate that he wanted me down on my knees. I licked my lips and lowered myself to the ground like he wanted.

  My hands unbuttoned his pants, my fingers moving quickly to lower his zipper and pull the material off his narrow hips. His pants fell to the ground and his cock was already hard and tenting his underwear. It was just like Alex to be so eager. There weren’t many instances where he wasn’t excited about sex…except for when he ate or drank too much.

  I looked up at him as I pulled his underwear down his legs, allowing them to pool at his feet with his pants. His cock sprung free, the tip so close to my mouth that I could blow on it and watch his head fall back against the wall.

  Reaching up, I gripped the shaft of his cock, stroking slowly over the hard length as I admired the way his body moved above me. I loved watching him, loved seeing how my touch affected every part of him. It was empowering to have a man love you as much as Asher and Alex loved me.

  What had started as sex became so much more, so much deeper than I ever imagined it could.

  I licked the bead of pre cum off the head of his cock, swirling my tongue over the tip and listening to the soft moans that left his lips. Opening my mouth, I took in just the head, sucking softly as my hand stroked over the thick hard shaft. Reaching even lower, I cupped his balls and played them between my fingers as I leaned forward, taking all of him into my mouth.

  His fingers gripped into my hair and his hips bucked forward. “Fuck, baby. Yes, please. Fuck you feel so good.”

  Like a prayer, the words left his lips with reverence and love. My dirty talker was always cheering me on when I had him in my mouth. I knew exactly what he liked, exactly the grip, stroke and rhythm that made him come.

  Bobbing my head forward and back, I followed the rhythm with my hand along his shaft, enjoying the bits of pain that occurred when he gripped my hair harder.

  Normally, when Alex fucked me, he liked to go slow – but that wasn’t the case when he was in my mouth. Whatever it was about getting a blowjob was enough to make it where he couldn’t control himself.

  Within seconds, he was directing my head as his hips moved back and forth. He was fucking my face and whispering my name. “I love you, Kelly. Ah! Damn that feels so fucking good.”

  I moved faster, gripping my hand tighter on his cock until I felt it thicken, his hips pushing forward even more until I felt the head of his cock hit the back of my throat.

  “I’m going to come,” he warned, and I took him even deeper. Thankfully, I’d learned to control my gag reflex years before.

  His come spilled into my mouth, his cock jerking as he climaxed. His fingers gripped into my hair, a sharp, burning pain spreading across my scalp that turned me on more than it hurt. I gripped his ass with my hands and pulled him all the way into me, swallowing down every drop until his cock jerked one last time.

  After I released him from my mouth, Alex dropped to his knees, cupping my face in his hands and locking his green eyes to mine. They were so full of love, I almost choked on the intensity of his expression.

  Leaning forward he kissed me softly on the lips and rested his forehead against mine. “I love you, Kelly.”

  It took me a second to find my voice before I looked at him, smiled and said, “I love you, too. Now get out there and move the rest of my furniture.”

  Chapter Four

  Hours passed as the twins followed my every direction when it came to moving the furniture around in the house. Although we would all share one bedroom, we still set up the other two rooms in the apartment as bedrooms as well. We didn’t have to continue pretending like we weren’t together, but it felt weird to only set up one room. In time, we agreed that we’d convert one of the rooms into an office the twins could use on days that they worked from home.

  We weren’t sure what to do with the other bedroom and I considered turning it into a workout room or yoga studio at some point.

  “Okay slave driver. That’s the last of it. I’m not moving anything else tonight. Not a box, not a blanket, not a pillow…not even a feather. I’m done. You can stick a fork in me and I’ll burst open. I can’t go on.” Alex plopped himself on the couch, wiping sweat from his forehead and I took a good, long look at how dirty he was.

  “Well, you’re going to move your dirty ass off my couch, that’s what you’re going to move. Those are cream cushions and I fought all through college to keep them clean. If you dirty them up now, I’m going to withhold sex from you for the next few months.”

  He moved quickly, his body moving away from the couch until he was seated on the floor like a petulant child.

  I laughed at the expression on his face.

  “Damn woman. That was sexy as hell. I like it when you take charge,” Alex winked.

  Asher started laughing from the chair he was sitting in at the dining room table. “I’m going to go grab a shower before Kelly has a panic attack with all the dirt we’ve dragged in.”

  I heard his heavy footsteps across the floor approach me, but I didn’t think to turn around. He caught me off guard
when he wrapped a strong – but sweaty – arm around my abdomen and dragged me backwards in the direction of the bedroom.

  “Ew! What are you doing? You’re all gross.”

  With laughter shaking his body, he said, “I need my scrub brush for the shower. You made moving day up to Alex, but you never made it up to me. So now, it’s time for you to pay me back for all my hard work.”

  Once Asher had dragged me into the room, he closed the door and slammed me up against the wood. His mouth claimed mine and I breathed in the earthy scent of him. The stubble on his cheeks scraped against mine and I went weak in his arms, completely turned on and desperate for more than Alex had given me earlier.

  Don’t get me wrong, I love pleasing them without the promise that I’ll get off in return, but I needed to be filled – stretched and possessed by someone as strong as the twins. It didn’t matter which one at that moment. I loved them both the same.

  “I want you so fucking bad,” he said as he grabbed my hips and pulled my body against his own. My hands splayed over his bare chest, his muscles flexing beneath my palms as he kissed with so much passion I was left dizzy and breathless when he pulled away.

  Ripping me away from the wall, he turned me in the direction of the bathroom and shoved me forward, playfully slapping me on the butt when I took the first step. “Into the shower with you, woman,” He teased.

  I turned back to look at him from over my shoulder, “Yes, sir.” I gave him a quick wink before turning back, but I could see his reflection in the mirror. A smile pulled at his lips and his eyes heated as he looked me up and down.

  My legs felt like jello from all the work we’d done that day, but it didn’t stop me from quickly moving into the bathroom, removing my clothes and stepping beneath the spray of warm water in the large, glass encased shower.

  Water dripped down my body as he entered the bathroom. As soon as he stepped in, his eyes looked me over, slowly taking in every curve of my body. Hooking his thumbs in the waistband of his shorts, he slipped the material off his hips, letting them slide down his legs so he could kick them off his feet. His boxers followed his shorts and my thighs clenched together when I caught sight of his hard cock standing out in front of him.

  I wanted him inside me so bad that I couldn’t wait to grab him when he stepped into the shower. Pinning my body against his, I immediately licked my tongue over one of his nipples. His hand went up into my hair, the fingers gripping into the strands as I kissed along his chest. My hands palmed his tight ass, the muscles flexing beneath my grip.

  “No, baby girl. You’re not going to be the one taking control with me. I’ve been waiting all day to finish what you started in my bed this morning.”

  Using my hair to move me, he pulled me away from him and spun me towards the wall. His hand released my hair and he gripped my hips, pulling my ass out away from the wall. Taking no time, he positioned his hard cock at the opening to my body. As he pushed in with one, smooth stroke, he released one of my hips to reach up and massage my breast.

  All the breath rushed from my lungs when he filled me, and I was barely able to start breathing again when he starting moving inside me – rough and hard – taking what he wanted with no apologies.

  Our bodies slapped together, my breasts bouncing against my body and his hand. His grip was rough on my breast, but I loved it, his fingers and thumb rolling the hard nipple so that it felt like electricity was shooting between my chest and my core.

  “Ah!” I screamed, loving how he rode me fast and hard. His cock pushed deep inside my body, his hips pushing against my ass as he slammed in and out – over and over again.

  I could barely think straight, my body and mind both taken over by the power he used to fuck me.

  My hands were splayed on the tile wall above my head and he let go of my other hip to grab my ass. Spreading the cheeks apart with his fingers, he pushed his thumb into my ass. My pussy tightened over his cock and he moaned as he continued to thrust inside me. Moving his thumb in and out at the same rhythm of his cock, he used me for his pleasure while forcing pleasure through me.

  The orgasm that was building was so intense that I teared up knowing that it was coming. I could feel my entire body tense up as if it were strengthening itself not to fall apart when the climax finally burst inside me.

  Warmth spread over my skin, my body electrified and trembling in response to the storm of ecstasy that was building.

  With a few more thrusts of his thick cock, he pushed me to an edge that had me collapsing down. He caught me, holding me up as I screamed out his name, my legs completely weak beneath me as he found his own orgasm and buried himself deeply inside me a few more times.

  Wave after wave of pleasure tore through me, stealing my ability to breathe. I clenched my eyes shut and stars burst behind the lids.

  Asher pulled out of me and turned me around. He stared down at me for a few seconds, waiting for me to breathe normally again. When his lips met mine, I wrapped my arms around his neck to support my weak body – kissing him like I’d never kissed him before.

  Chapter Five

  After taking a shower, I realized how tired I was from moving. Asher told me to climb into bed to take a nap and that he and Alex would finish up unpacking in the other rooms. At first I objected because I wanted to make sure everything was placed where I wanted it, but Asher assured me that if there was anything I didn’t like, they would fix it when I woke up.

  Nighttime had settled in by the time I woke up and I sat up in bed to look out the window and admire the full moon that hung in a crystal clear, dark sky. A smile tugged at my lips, happiness finally settling into me because Asher, Alex and I had made it. We were officially together and had the approval of our parents – or, one of them anyway.

  The twins’ father was still upset about the odd relationship, but we realized that, given time, he would come around to the idea and accept the love that the twins and I shared for each other.

  You can’t help who you love in life. The only thing you can do is love them with everything you have, hoping that they’ll love you in return.

  Stretching my arms out above my head, I winced at the soreness in my body. I didn’t want to get up, but I could hear the twins talking and laughing in the living room and I remembered that they were unpacking our things. My eyes widened when I wondered what they hell they were doing with our stuff.

  I didn’t trust them to decorate. They were the types to put the pans out of reach of the stove and the cups up on the top shelf where I couldn’t reach them. There was no way I was letting them mess everything up so that it would take hours for me to rearrange it.

  I jumped out of bed and pulled on some clean clothes that were hung in the closet. Grabbing the handle to the bedroom door, I turned it quickly and pulled the door towards me.

  My body was stock still, my lips parting slightly as I took in the beauty of the living room.

  A small fire was in the fireplace and candles were strewn all around the room, their light flickering against the walls. Soft music played in the background and the French doors were pushed open, allowing a light breeze to blow through the space. The main room lights had been dimmed and a three person place setting had been arranged on the dining room table. The room smelled like flowers and I looked around to see dozens and dozens of red roses placed on the tables, counters and mantel of the fireplace.

  “Good evening, Kelly. It’s about time you joined us.”

  Asher and Alex stood in the center of the living room. They wore black suits with white shirts that had mandarin collars. Each twin held a single red rose in their hand, and the smiles on their handsome faces were identical.

  “What is all of this?” I asked, feeling far underdressed in my sweat pants and t-shirt.

  Asher and Alex stepped forward, each one holding out a rose.

  “We were going to cook for you, but didn’t have time to do that and prepare the room,” Asher said. “So we ordered pizza.”

 
He nodded in the direction of the kitchen and I looked over to see two large, cardboard pizza boxes on the counter. A smile lit my face when I looked back at the twins and laughed. “Pizza will do. I’m starving.”

  “We thought you might be,” Alex said. “I behaved myself and waited for you to wake up before eating all the food.”

  Laughter bubbled from my chest. “Thank you for that,” I said as I took the rose from his hand.

  Asher gestured towards the table. “Have a seat. We’ll have dinner on the table in no time.”

  I padded barefoot over to the table, glancing back at the twins and shaking my head in disbelief at how dressed up they were. How they were able to sneak their suits out of the bedroom and set all of this up without waking me was something I didn’t know. Maybe I’d been so tired that I was sleeping like the dead, but I assumed they would be just as tired as I’d been.

  Judging by the romantic display they created in the room, they weren’t tired at all.

  They carried the pizza boxes over to the table and poured soda into my glass.

  “Sorry it’s not wine and expensive food, but we didn’t quite think this through,” Asher said.

  I looked up at him and felt a shiver run through me at how beautiful he was. “I don’t care,” I answered. “I’m actually much happier with the pizza. Plus, I think if any of us drank tonight after all the moving we did today, we wouldn’t be able to move in the morning.”

  Alex laughed. “Nope. So it’s best we keep this as a non-alcoholic night.”

  After dishing up the food, Asher took his seat and the three of us ate like it had been weeks since we’d had food. Within twenty minutes, all of the food was gone and we were sitting back talking and laughing.

  Not able to contain my curiosity any longer, I motioned around the room and asked, “What is all of this anyway? Is this just a romantic thing for our first night in the apartment?”

  The twins glanced at each other and attempted to stifle their smiles. Both of them stood from their chairs and moved to stand in front of me. I turned my chair out to face them as they both went down on one knee.