by Amy Davies
“Cass gets kisses withheld when she shrugs at me,” Jay chimes in. God, my brothers are evil boyfriends.
“Why would you do that? That is so mean,” I object.
“Hey, we have to keep you women in line somehow. You’ve met Addy and Cassie; you know how they can be.” Dex winks at me.
“Oh, Luke had better not do any of that stuff with me.” I clamp my hand over my mouth. Shit. I do not want to talk about my sex life with my brothers. They chuckle.
“Ha! I think Luke will come up with some form of sexual punishment for you,” Jay says. I shake my head at him, and Dex pipes up.
“I am not talking or thinking about you fucking Luke. Nope. No way, no how. So, shut it.” He points between Jay and me, which makes me laugh.
“Oh, Dex. Oh, big brother. Again with the non-sex thing. You know how babies are made, right? I mean you and Addy made little Phoebe. So, you kinda know that I’m not a virgin, and have had plenty of sex before.” I wink at him and he grimaces. I take a sip of my tea and settle back into the couch. My gaze flicks between Dex and Jay, my heart pounding in my chest.
“So, are we gonna start this or not?” Dex says, making me jump. I gulp and place my cup on the coffee table between us.
I shrug. “What do you want to know?”
“I want to know everything about you. I know you’ve been here for a few weeks now, but I feel like us three haven’t had time to just be us. The three Castle siblings.”
“But I’m not legally a ‘Castle’, am I? My mother never put Dad’s name on my birth certificate.” God, it feels weird saying ‘Dad’ out loud. Mum and me never talked about him much. She only told me they existed because she didn’t want me to be alone when she passed. She never liked Tim, and she tried talking me into leaving him. She knew there was something wrong about him, but she could never have imagined how much he would change after she died.
“We can get that sorted. We can change your name via deed poll. Simple,” Jay says.
“Do you want that, Ivy?” Dex asks.
“Do I? Do you?” I breathe out, shocked that they want me to change my name. “You want to share your name with me?”
“Of course we do. We’re family.” I nod my head and bury my face in my hands, feeling tears well before dripping onto my fingers. My shoulders shake with sobs. I have never felt love like this before, besides my mum and Carter. Having two big brothers makes my heart grow.
I feel the couch dip next to me on both sides, and then four arms wrap around me, clinging to me.
I feel safe and protected. I cry into their arms, releasing everything that has been building inside of me for years: the pain from Tim, losing my mother, feeling weak and a failure to my son. Then the happiness of the past few months washes over me: the love from seeing my son surrounded by family, the smile on his face, having my new brothers showing me their love and support, their own friends and families taking me and Carter under their wings.
Then Luke pops into my head. My crying slows to deep breaths, and the boys pull away a little, giving me room. I grab a tissue from the box on the coffee table. I always have them on hand because of Carter.
“You feel okay?” Jay asks gently. I nod, not trusting my voice at this moment. “From the state you just got in, I can only imagine how long you’ve kept all that emotion locked away.”
“You have us now, Ivy. We aren’t going anywhere, baby sis.” Dex pulls me tighter against him.
“Thank you, boys. It means so much that you’ve accepted Carter and me. God, all of you have been amazing.” I smile at them.
“We are more than happy to have you both in our lives. Makes everything seem complete,” Jay adds.
“So…” Dex says, leaving the question wide open.
“So… What?” I ask.
“Where did you learn to draw like that? Fuck, woman, you are awesome. Why don’t you try your hand at tattooing?”
“I’ve been drawing for as long as I can remember. It’s relaxing for me.” I get up and grab my portfolio from the cupboard. My brothers have seen my sketches at Castle Ink, but my real masterpieces are hidden inside this red leather binder. I walk back to the sofa and hand the book to Jay. “Here.” I take my seat and watch them open the book.
“As for tattooing, I could never permanently mark someone. I have zero confidence in myself to do that. I just love drawing, making something out of nothing.” I bounce my shoulders once and sit on the coffee table in front of them, watching the expressions on their faces change with every page they turn. Every now and then they look up at me in surprise. My heart swells with pride at seeing their proud, smiling faces.
“Holy-motherfucking-shit,” Jay exclaims. I laugh at his funny outburst.
“Fuck me, Ivy, these are amazing. I need to tattoo these on someone,” Dex chimes in.
“Fuck someone else. I want this one,” Jay says, flipping the pages to find the tattoo he wants inked on himself. I smile when he flips the image around to show me which one he loves. I see Dex nod his head.
“Matching,” Dex states.
“Hell yeah.” I’m shocked my brothers want a tattoo designed by me. The one they’ve chosen was something I drew while I was in hospital one time while pregnant with Carter. I’d caught a sickness bug and was dehydrated, so I needed a drip and rest.
The design is of a castle wrapped around a forearm. The rocks as its base start at the wrist, then the castle spans up the arm, the arched windows and intricate brickwork bringing it to life, and at the elbow, where it ends, are the battlements. The detailing in the drawing is on point, even if I do say so myself. It’s one of my best pieces. The shading is perfect, as the moon sits to the right of the castle high in the sky, casting its light down on those below.
“You—you want my design tattooed on you?” I manage to ask around the lump in my throat. Their smiles beam at me, making my cry more. The thought of my brothers having a tattoo on them, that I drew, making my heart swell with love and pride.
“Hell yeah, baby girl. This is beyond epic. The shading, the fine detailing… It’s perfect for us. Dude, we are so getting this done, ASAP,” Jay says happily. I can’t help but offer a watery smile at my brothers. They are showing me their love and loyalty through their faces.
“BOOM, motherfucker. We can do each other’s, add in that extra sentimental crap you girls are always talking about,” Dex chimes in, and we burst into a fit of laughter at his enthusiasm. I fall back onto the couch, holding my stomach as the muscles tighten from laughing at Dex. Tears are streaming down Jay’s face, which makes me laugh even harder.
“What?” Dex asks. Jay barks out a laughter, making my stomach muscles clench. He chuckles with us but has no clue why we are acting the way we are.
“I love you, boys,” I say between gasps of air. Their laughter fades, and they stare at each other as if having a silent conversation. When they look back at me, my chest tightens from the emotion in their eyes. But then two beautiful smiles break the tension, and they both lunge for me.
They smother my face in kisses and start to tickle me when I try to get away. This is what I have been missing all these years—having two big brothers.
“STOP,” I pant out between shrieking laughing. They pull back and smile at me.
“Love you, too, cupcake,” Jay says.
“Love you lots like jelly tots, Ives,” Dex says. I snort at his words.
“Jelly tots?”
“Yeah, it’s something Connie always says. It’s cute.”
“Cute sounds so fucking wrong coming out of Dexter Castle’s mouth,” Jays adds. I nod in agreement.
“Whatever, fucker.” He fake pouts. “Hey, are you coming to the Halloween party we’re having at our house?” Dex asks.
“Yeah. Luke said we have to dress up. He wants the three of us to all match, or something. I don’t know; he said he will sort it.” I shrug. I have never liked Halloween, but I do dress up for Carter. He loves dressing up in his superhero outfits. Iron Man is hi
s favourite. Tim always loved Halloween, but for a different reason. He would find an adult party to go to and I would be made to stay at home with Carter. It was his way of punishing me, but what he didn’t know was that I loved it when he left. Me and Carter always had so much fun without him.
“That’s cool. Me, Ads, and Phoebe will be matching as well. What about you and Cass?” Dex asks Jay.
“No clue. I’ll see what Cass has to say.”
“Do you guys want another drink?” I stand and walk towards my kitchen
“Yeah, please,” they both call back. I smile and take two bottles of beer out of the fridge and a can of diet Coke for me. When I return to the living room, I see Dex and Jay once again flicking through my portfolio, and my heart skips a beat. Every picture is a glimpse into my mind, into my past and as artists themselves, my brothers know that. I have kept this side of me hidden for so many years, but it feels amazing to finally share it with someone—well, two someone’s. I smile and take my seat. I push their drinks across the table to them and they bother offer me the famous Castle grin. Lucky for me, we have familiar features. So, our father did leave me with more than the artistic side of him.
Dex looks up and catches me watching them. A smirk slides across his face and he winks at me.
“We’re glad you found us, Ivy. Really fucking glad.” My throat clogs up with emotion. I shift my gaze to Jay, and he is grinning and nodding in agreement.
“Me too,” I manage to choke out. My words are the truth; finding Dex and Jay is the best thing I’ve done in a very long time. I sit back and take in the moment, treasuring it for years to come.
Chapter 9
Luke
Laughter fills the kitchen at Dex and Addy’s house. The kids are playing dunking apples, but finding little success with water sloshing everywhere and soaking them. Knox is trying his damnedest to sink his teeth into the bright green apple that’s floating in the large bucket of water. Dex, being the mean bastard he is, not only put apples in the water, but also onions and oranges.
“Get your teeth stuck into that apple, Knox,” Adrian, Liam’s friend, shouts. We all laugh at the scowl Knox throws in his direction.
“You got this, little man,” I say. I look at Ivy, who is standing across the room talking to Penny and Cassie. I wink at her and her cheeks redden. Fuck, I love making her blush. Thoughts of how much her skin will blush when she is beneath me, riding me, when she is screaming my name when I make her come later tonight flash through my mind.
My dick goes on high alert when I think of finally taking Ivy as mine. We have been taking it slow over the past few weeks, but tonight is the night I finally, fucking finally, get to bury myself deep inside her and never fucking leave.
I turn to look out the kitchen window and adjust my dick in my black cargo trousers. When we talked about planning our costumes, Carter wanted us all to match, or at least have a running theme, but I wasn’t keen on dressing up like a superhero. Carter is Iron Man, while Peaches is Supergirl.
I decided to dress as a SWAT member. Fucking love the movie with Colin Farrell and Jeremy Renner. Classic. I bought the full get-up: back cargo trousers and black t-shirt under the fake SWAT bulletproof vest. I even borrowed one of Knox’s toy guns and have it tucked into my waist holster. I added the SWAT baseball cap to finish off the look. I look hot as fuck, if I do say so myself.
“Hey, Captain Cocky, are you looking forward to some alone time with Supergirl later tonight?” Addy shouts from across the room. Three women turn to look at me, three women who are dressed as… yes, you guessed it, Supergirl!
A bark of laughter fills the room as Dex bends over in hysterics. Soon most of the room join, all except Ivy and some random bloke who has his arms around one of the women dressed as Supergirl. I raise my hand at him and shout, “Sorry”, before pointing to Ivy and explaining.
“I’m going home with that Supergirl.” I shrug my shoulders. “Sorry for the confusion, ladies, but I’m a one-woman kinda man.”
“A one-woman kinda man?” Ivy asks from across the room. She folds her arms across her chest, making her tits push up in her costume. She looks sexy as fuck, and she is totally keeping those red boots on while I pound into her.
I shrug. “Okay, I’m a Peaches kinda man. Is that better, babe?” I say, and I make my way over to her. She nods but her blush gives her discomfort away. She’s embarrassed; she never likes to be the center of attention. The music gets turned up and everyone resumes what they were doing. I look down when we are chest to chest, her body flush with mine.
“Hi,” she whispers.
“Hey. You okay?”
She nods.
“Is Carter enjoying the party?”
“Yeah, he’s running around with the kids in the garden. Penny’s parents are out there watching them.”
“That’s good. They’re good people.” I lean in and kiss just behind her ear, making her shiver. “So, are you sure about tonight?” I say, and then kiss her again, letting my lips linger against her skin. She leans against the wall behind her for support, but I will always catch her if she falls. I set one of my knees between her legs, holding her in place.
“I think so.”
“You think so? Baby, I’m sorry but that isn’t good enough. I need a yes or no. I’m not pushing you into doing this with me. I will wait.” God, I want her to be one-hundred-percent sure that she wants to take this step with me. I will not force her into a decision. I will be with her until she is ready. I’m all in with her and Carter. Fucking hell, that boy has wormed his way into my heart.
“I’m sure, Beast. Just bear with me, okay? Guide me through this with you. Show me what you like and dislike. Tim was a pig in bed. He never cared about my pleasure, only his. I honestly can’t remember the last time a man made me come.” Her voice lowers the more she speaks. My body tightens in anger at the so-called man she spent the last few years with. What man wouldn’t make his woman climax? A fucked-up piece of shit, that’s who.
“Baby, you will be just fine. All you have to do is feel and enjoy. Ride the pleasure beast, baby.” I wink at her before burying my face in her chocolate hair. She smells fucking amazing. My cock jerks in my trousers from her scent. I lay soft kisses over her neck and start towards her shoulder, but a pull on my trousers stops the movement. I pull back and am met with a frown from Ivy. I smile at her and look towards the little munchkin standing next to us.
“Are you taking my mum home tonight, Luke?” Carter asks me. Ivy gasps, her eyes widening, and I smirk at her.
“I am. Is that okay, kid?” He nods with so much enthusiasm that I’m afraid he’lll give himself whiplash.
“Yes! That means I can have a sleepover. Who am I staying with, Mum?” He peers around me, so he can see his mother. This is why she calls me ‘Beast’: I am fucking huge, but in a muscly way. My shoulders are wide as fuck, but I also have a good sized waist, making my shoulders seem wider. Ivy takes a deep breath and moves out of my arms. She drops to her knees to speak to Carter, but even that doesn’t stop the very erotic scenes that start running through my head: the image of Ivy on her knees, my cock moving in and out of her mouth, her red lipstick marking my skin as she takes me all the way down her throat.
High-pitched squeals break through my sexed-up fog.
“Yes! That is so cool. Thanks, Mum. Luke, did you hear what Mum said?” I shake my head to clear the residual thoughts and drop to my knees next to Ivy. Carter still has to look up at me.
“Yeah, I heard. That’s wicked, kid.” I look to Ivy for help, and she laughs at me.
“I was just telling Carter that he’s spending the night at Liam and Penny’s. He’s bunking with Knox tonight.” I nod, loving that she’s covering for me. I don’t want Carter thinking I don’t listen to him.
“That sounds like a fun night, kid. You boys will have a great time.”
“Your bag is in the car, let me go and grab it. Maybe Liam can put it in his car before we forget.”
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�I'll come with you,” I say. Dex shouts over the music.
“I bet you will.” Everyone one bursts into hysterics. Fuckers. I flip him off and bend down so I’m eye level with Carter.
“Carter, go and find your uncles and tell them you want more sweets.” I wink at Peaches and she just laughs, knowing my true intention of filling Carter full of sugar. Liam and Penny are in for a night of three very hyper kids.
We walk outside to Dex and Addy’s driveway, which is surrounded by trees and bushes. They like their privacy. I take hold of Peach's hand and she smiles at me, making my heart skip a beat again. This woman does shit to me that has never happened before.
We reach the car and she unlocks it before pulling open the back-passenger door. I stand there like a fool as she bends over. The red skirt of her costume rises up the back of her thighs, giving my pervy eyes the perfect view of her peachy arse. My dick slams into the zipper of my trousers, letting me know he approves.
Dirty bastard.
I smirk and take one large step forward before resting my hands on her firm, smooth arse. She yelps and jumps, but my large hands keep her in place. The perfect position for me to cop a feel. I bend my body over hers, my chest to her back.
“Shhhh, you don’t want to alert the neighbours to what we’re doing,” I joke in her ear.
“They can’t see anything, can they?” Her question shocks me a little. I chuckle and answer her.
“No, babe, they can’t see anything, so I can do this and no one will witness you panting out my name.” I slide my hand from her arse and around to the red costume shorts she’s wearing under the skirt. Thanks to Addy, I know Ivy’s wearing a thong under them. She gasps when my hand makes contact with her warm pussy. Even through the material I can feel how hot she is for me.
“Can’t wait to get my mouth on you, babe. I bet you fucking taste like peaches.” I moan at the thought of her flavour on my tongue. “Tonight, babe, I’m going to taste every fucking inch of you.” I add pressure to her pussy and her knees give way a little. Yeah, my girl is responsive. She whimpers when I move my fingers slowly in a circular motion.
