Brothers

by L. A. Casey

  “Damn it, Aideen!”

  She laughed when I set her on the ground next to the front door of my house.

  “Out of all the times I’ve been ‘ere,” she mused. “I never thought I’d be stoppin’ by for some midnight sex with you.”

  “Who else would you have sex with here if not me?” I asked as I dug my keys out of my pocket.

  She snickered. “Damien could come back here at any time.”

  Oh, hell no.

  I glared down at her. “You’re not sleeping with my little brother.”

  “Why not?”

  She was teasing me, but I still leaned forward, placed my mouth to her ear, and whispered, “Because after tonight, you’ll be mine. Only ever mine.”

  She burst into a fit of giggles, and I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing.

  “Be quiet. Everyone is in bed.”

  That shut her up.

  “Branna and Ryder are home?”

  I grinned at her when I saw the worry in her eyes.

  “If you run, I’ll chase you and catch you, babydoll.”

  Amused, she said, “I’ll smack the shite out of ye’.”

  “I’m holding you to that.”

  She smiled at me, and my stomach erupted with those stupid butterflies that my brothers talked about getting whenever they looked at their girlfriends.

  “Ry and Bran are on the second floor,” I assured her. “I’m up top in Dominic’s old room. They won’t hear us.”

  She swallowed. “Just... just don’t say me name.”

  Pain sliced across my chest, but I refused to let it show.

  “Are you embarrassed?”

  I wouldn’t have blamed her if she was. I was disgustingly ugly, and she probably didn’t want people to know she wanted to fuck me.

  “No, I just don’t want to be the butt of jokes,” she replied. “Ye’ know everyone will tease us if they knew we … well, ye’ know.”

  I opened the door and stepped inside my house. I turned, waiting for her to follow, and released a breath I didn’t know I was holding when she stepped inside. I locked the door behind her and stepped close to her.

  She didn’t move a muscle. “Ye’ aren’t goin’ to let me leave, are ye’?”

  I slid my hands around her waist. “For now? No.”

  “And later?”

  I nipped at her neck and nudged her into a walk. “Ask me later.”

  She wasn’t moving quick enough for me, so I picked her up again.

  “I can walk, ye’ know?”

  I squeezed her ass. “Not fast enough.”

  I took the stairs two at a time and didn’t stop until I was inside my room with the door locked. I dropped Aideen on my bed, and she gasped at the contact. She lifted her head and watched me as I removed her high heels, dropping them onto the floor with a thud. With my eyes locked on hers, I slid my hands up her legs until I reached her hips. I gripped the hem of her panties and slid them down her legs. I flung them over my shoulder just as Aideen’s eyes widened. She scrambled up onto her knees before me.

  “Kane.”

  I leaned my head down and kissed her. When she tried to deepen the kiss, I pulled back, and clicked my tongue.

  “Arms up first.”

  “What—?”

  “Arms up first, both of them. You can kiss me when you do that.”

  She lifted her arms above my head and froze when I fisted the fabric of her dress and pulled it up her body and over her head. Aideen slowly lowered her arms and blinked. I tossed her dress over my shoulder, reached behind her back, and unclasped her bra. The straps fell down her arms, then before she could blink, the material joined her other clothes on the floor of my bedroom.

  “Ye’ know, ye’ could have just asked me to strip, right?”

  My eyes feasted over her naked form. I only had the moonlight that shone into my room to see, but as it cascaded over Aideen’s fair skin and supple curves, I felt like the luckiest son of a bitch on the planet. I gripped the back of my T-shirt and pulled it over my head.

  “I could have, but what’s the fun in that?”

  Aideen’s eyes dropped to my chest, and it was then I remember about the scars. I wasn’t sure how I forgot about them, but I did, and knowing she could see them made my chest hurt. My gut tightened as I stared at her face, waiting for disgust to fill her warm eyes, but it never did. My heart pounded against my chest, and for the first time, I wished that she couldn’t see me because I was embarrassed of my appearance.

  “Do you want me to put my tee back on?”

  If she said yes, I knew that the pain I felt in my chest would intensify.

  “No,” she answered, flicking her eyes up to mine. “Why would I want ye’ to do that? I’m naked, so I want you naked.”

  She was being nice to me and didn’t want to hurt my feelings. It made me want her that bit more.

  “My body ... It’s ruined, baby doll. It’s not pretty to look at or to feel. I won’t be offended if you want me to stay clothed.”

  I wouldn’t be offended, but later, when I was on my own, I’d feel the hurt I felt whenever anyone looked at me like I was a monster.

  Aideen locked eyes with mine, and said, “Your body is not ruined; it’s unique.”

  I held my breath as she reached out and ran her fingers over a lumpy scar that curved from my neck down the centre of my chest. I kept my eyes on her face, waiting for a hint of revulsion, but all I could see was acceptance, admiration ... and lust.

  “You’re the hottest man I’ve ever laid me eyes on.” She smiled, and she leaned into me. “I’ll deny ever sayin’ that in the mornin’.”

  I surprised us both when I laughed.

  “Are you just saying that so you can get in my pants?”

  Aideen grinned. “I could say a lot less and get in your pants, but no, I’m bein’ honest. You’re perfect the way ye’ are. Your scars don’t bother me at all, honey.”

  I couldn’t tell if she was lying or not, but I desperately wanted to believe her. She roamed her eyes over my body and bit down on her lower lip. She wanted me, she couldn’t fake that kind of attraction. I saw it in her eyes that she really wanted me ... scars and all. A sound rumbled up my throat, and Aideen shuddered.

  “I love when ye’ make that noise.”

  I snaked my hands around to her bare behind and squeezed her flesh.

  “I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll see stars.”

  “Yes,” she whispered. “Yes, please.”

  “Turn around.”

  “Okay,” she answered and turned her back to me.

  I placed my hand against her neck and slid it down to the base of her spine.

  “Bend over.”

  She didn’t move.

  “Aideen,” I growled. “Bend. Over.”

  Her body trembled as she bent forward and flattened her palms against the soft mattress beneath her. I licked my lips at the arch of her spine and the curve of her rounded ass. I stepped back, and my eyes locked on her pussy. My mouth watered, and my cock jumped.

  “I’m going to fuck you right here,” I reached forward and lazily rotated my finger in circles around her entrance.

  “And if you can take me here,” I grunted and moved my finger to her asshole, “I’ll fuck you here, too.”

  Her body tensed, and a smirked curved my lip. I wasn’t certain, but something told me she had never had her ass fucked before. I itched to be her first.

  “Aideen?” I said, sliding my finger inside her hot, wet, tight pussy.

  She moaned out loud when I added another finger, and my lips twitched.

  “Oh, so you are awake.”

  Her body jerked.

  “Ye’ thought I fell asleep positioned like this while you’re doin’ that?”

  I continued to slowly pump my fingers in and out of her body. “Stranger things have happened.”

  Her muscles tightened ever so slightly around my fingers.

  “Please.”

  I licked
my lips. “Please what?”

  She groaned. “Please, fuck me already.”

  I had to use every ounce of willpower I possessed to remain still.

  “I don’t know ... you don’t seem to really want me to fuck you.”

  “Kane,” she growled. “I’m very ready for ye’ to fuck me.”

  I hummed. “It doesn’t seem like it.”

  She pushed back against my hand, taking my fingers deep inside her tight cunt. I smiled and slapped her ass. “That shows your enthusiasm, but not quite enough for me to be bothered enough to take my cock out.”

  “I’ll show ye’ enthusiasm,” she muttered under her breath.

  I watched her with raise eyebrows as she rolled to the side, got off the bed, and approached me.

  “What are you – offt!”

  She ran at me and threw her body at mine. I caught her but fell back onto my bed. She pushed me back and ordered, “Move up the bed.”

  My cock throbbed, but I’d be damned if I wasn’t turned on. I shimmied up the bed and then clasped my hands behind my head and waited.

  “What now?”

  Aideen didn’t reply. Instead, she moved down my thighs and grabbed my jeans. She unbuttoned them and forcibly yanked them and my boxers down to my thighs, letting my cock spring free. She didn’t ask for permission, nor did she let on to what she was doing. She simply moved back up my body, reached down, grabbed my aching cock in her hand, and guided it to her pussy and sank down. Bliss flooded me.

  “Fuck!”

  My hands instantly went to her hips and her hands went to my chest as her pelvis touched mine. I was buried inside her, surrounded by her heat, her wetness, her tightness. I would surrounded by her completely, and I never wanted to leave.

  “Don’t stop, Aideen.”

  She wasn’t moving, and I needed her to move.

  “Give me a second,” she pleaded. “It’s—you’re big, okay? Just ... let me adjust.”

  My eyes almost crossed. “I’m big? You’re tight as fuck. That inch-by-inch thing you just did is a no-go. Jesus, I’ll fuck you into next week if you continue to torture me like that.”

  “Okay,” she exhaled and looked at me. “Are you ready?”

  I slapped her ass with both hands. “Ride me, baby doll.”

  She didn’t wait a second. She used my chest for leverage to lift herself up and sink back down on me. I didn’t know where to look as Aideen fucked me. My eyes flicked between her expressive face, her bouncing tits, then to her pussy where I could see my cock slide in and out of her perfect body. I leaned my head back against the mattress and groaned as sensation flooded me.

  “Just like that, baby doll.”

  Aideen locked her eyes on mine, and though her face was twisted with pleasure, I saw her see me. All of me.

  “You look like an angel,” she said. “A real angel.”

  My heart slammed into my chest as I moved my hands to her waist and bucked my hips up against her.

  “That’d be you, darling.”

  Aideen suddenly cried out. “Right there!” she shouted and bore down on my cock. I didn’t have to look at her face to know she was about to come. I could feel her muscles tighten around her, and I felt her body buck wildly against me, searching for its release. I thrusted my hips as hard and as fast as I could in my position, and when I became frustrated, I rolled her body underneath mine and pounded between her thighs with no restraint. I felt the moment the first spasm of her orgasm hit her as her vaginal walls contracted around my cock. I looked up at her face and forced myself not to blink so I could remember everything about her face. How her eyes were tightly shut, how her wet, swollen lips were parted, how her cheeks were flushed, and how her teeth bit down on her tongue as the sensation overcame her.

  Her hands flattened over my back. Her fingers danced over my scars, touching them, loving them.

  “Kane.”

  “I want to watch you come over and over again.” I lowered my face to hers. “You’re perfect when you’re coming around my cock. Fucking. Perfect.”

  She whimpered. “Please, just don’t stop.”

  I couldn’t. I didn’t just want to fuck her, I had to. Being inside her was rapidly becoming my favourite place, and it scared me to realise that. As I continued to fuck her, Aideen arched her back and exposed her neck to me. I moved my lips over her flesh and kissed and nipped at her skin with my teeth until she gasped. When she suddenly dug her nails into my back, the painful sting of it brought back an unwanted memory.

  * * *

  “When I tell you to hit a woman, boy,” Big Phil bellowed as he drove a hair thin needle, no longer than pin, in and out of my back. He didn’t stop until I screamed. “You fucking do it!”

  * * *

  “What’s wrong?”

  I blinked my eyes at Aideen’s question and forced all memories from my mind so I could focus on her, and her alone.

  “Nothing ... ju-just be careful with my back.” I stammered. “You aren’t hurting me, but it just reminds me of something I don’t like when you dig your nails into me.”

  She blinked up at me. “I’m so sorry.”

  “Don’t be sorry, baby doll.”

  I kissed her lazily and slowed my pace all the way down. I wanted to come so badly, but I didn’t want stop what I was doing. I had never been in a moment that was so perfect before, and I doubt I ever would again. I wanted to make it last as long as possible.

  “Kane,” Aideen groaned.

  I put my mouth against her ear. “You’re close again. I can feel your pussy tightening around me.”

  “Keep talkin’!” She gasped and bucked my hips. “Oh!”

  “You like it when I talk to you?” I growled. “Do you like it when I fuck your pretty pussy and make it mine?”

  “Kannneeeeee.”

  My name came out in a hiss.

  “Tell me what you want,” I demanded and sucked her earlobe into my mouth.

  “Fast. Hard. You. Please!”

  I instantly obliged, and just as Aideen’s body sent her over the edge, mine threw me over after her. My balls drew up tight, and the pulsing pressure deflated as it released itself in the first spurt of cum. I groaned so loud I wouldn’t have been surprised if I woke the neighbours. I had never come so hard before, and it caused me to black out for a moment. When I opened my eyes, I was all but crushing Aideen. I quickly rolled off her body and lay on my back next to her.

  “Sorry.”

  “S’okay.”

  I reached over and place my hand on her bare stomach.

  “Give me a few minutes.”

  She looked at me. “Huh? For what?”

  I turned my head, and said, “For round two.”

  “Round two?” she asked, wide-eyed. “I’m knackered.”

  My body vibrated as I chuckled.

  “You don’t know the meaning of that word yet, but you will when I’m finished with you.”

  Aideen laughed when I dove back on top of her body and nudged my way between her thick thighs once more.

  “You’re supposed to be ill,” she reminded me. “Ye’ can’t have too much sex ... Ye’ might die.”

  How shitty I had been feeling lately was the last thing on my mind.

  “I don’t feel sick when I’m with you,” I teased. “Maybe you’re the drug I need to get better.”

  “I’m not a drug, Kane.”

  I rolled my hips forward, my hardening cock sliding between Aideen’s wet pussy lips.

  “I don’t know about that, baby doll,” I hummed as I angled my hips and sunk back inside her body.

  Aideen moaned and reached for me as I lowered my head to hers. “Feeling you wrapped around me, having you so close to me, breathing in your intoxicating scent, wanting to taste you for as long as I live ... I’d definitely say you’re my addiction. You’re my drug.”

  “Kane.”

  “Aideen.” I nipped at her earlobe. “You’re mine.”

  I had never said that to a woman befo
re in my entire life, and I knew there and then that I wanted Aideen, and for a hell of a lot longer than a single night tangled up in my bed sheets. She would make things difficult, her stubbornness would allow for nothing less, but I was ready to go up against anything she threw my way just so I could have her.

  I needed Aideen, and no matter what, I was going to take everything about her and make her mine.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  Twenty-five years old ...

  * * *

  Waking up in a strange place always sucked. Always. Waking up in a hospital with no clue as to why I was there? That sucked even more. Having been feeling unwell for a long while, I assured myself that I was in the best place to get better. I had no clue what was wrong with me, and from the look on the doctor’s face when he entered my room, I knew it wasn’t something I could simply brush aside.

  “Just give it to me straight, doc,” I said. “What’s wrong with me?”

  The doctor, flipping through pages in my patient chart, looked up at me when I spoke.

  “I had the nurses gather information from your family members while ye’ were sleepin’ last night. The nurses then filled me in on your health over the past year. Based on the symptoms ye’ were presentin’, I had the night staff draw blood so it could be sent down to the lab for testin’.”

  Before I could speak, Aideen said, “What type of tests were performed on his blood?”

  The doctor looked at her. “Glucose and haemoglobin A1C.”

  Aideen’s eyes widened a fraction.

  “Diabetes?” she questioned. “Ye’ were testin’ for diabetes?”

  Surprise registered on the doctor’s face. “Are ye’ studyin’ in the medical field?”

  Aideen shook her head. “No, no. I’m a primary school teacher. I just read a book before about diabetes, and it had different types of testin’ that can be run to get a positive result. The tests you mentioned were two of them.”