Prologue Part 2

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Axel's character will be very particular, sometimes dark, sometimes light. You'll hate him and then you'll love him. It's difficult to understand him, nobody can. As always, let me know what you think!

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Axel

I was lying on the pool deck in the twilight; I liked to be in the dark, while a girl was grinding on me, her hot pussy covered only by a skimpy short, which rubbed against my crotch, trying to make me hard. Her lips were glued to my neck as she licked and sucked my skin. Boring.

I looked around bored and met my sister on the other side of the pool, also seated on a deck chair, I gave her a mischievous smile, and she rolled her eyes before pointing at her cell phone.

I moved the girl slightly, put a hand in her pocket, and then pulled out the phone and saw that she had sent me a message.

Close Dad's office and their room. She wrote to me.

I have already done it little sister. I answered immediately.

For God's sake, go inside; you make me want to throw up in the pool. She added later.

I laughed and put the phone in my pocket again. I took the girl by her hips and put her on the ground, and then I got up and went back inside. I didn't know if she was following me, I didn't even know her name, I didn't care, none of them interested me, but she was blonde, and I loved blondes, and it was an easy fuck, and I needed to get laid.

I went quickly up the stairs, removing the people around me, turned my head slightly to check if the blonde followed me, and a grin appeared when I saw her behind me, following me like a little dog.

I put my hands in my pocket and went up the stairs to the first floor, and I walked down the corridor quickly to the bathroom. I went in and stood on the sink. The blonde entered, closed the door, and then put her shoulders on it; she looked at me, biting her lip, her eyes red and shiny from the joint we had smoked before. I looked at her; she didn't even look like her by accident, but I could settle down, close my eyes, and imagine it was her.

I took my hands out of my pockets, untied my pants, and freed my dick; it was not hard; it never became hard unless I thought about her. It was exhausting.

"On your knees," I ordered the girl as I began to move my hand up and down.

The girl immediately obeyed and knelt before me, putting her hands on my thighs. She looked up and looked at me from under her long eyelashes, my cock was starting to come to life, so I left him and put my hands on the sides of my body, pushing my dick towards her. The blonde surrounded the base of the dick with one hand and then began to move it up and down slowly and gently. I closed my eyes with a sigh and threw my head back, imagining that there was not this stranger in front of me but her.

The girl surrounded me with her lips, and I groaned, imagining that it was her lips, her tongue, that now licked me.

I reached out and put it in her hair, which was soft and silky to the touch. She began to take me deeper into her mouth, and I accompanied her with my hand, like that mon amour.

Slowly she took a constant rhythm, taking me deeper and deeper; I breathed through my nose, unable to control myself. I grabbed her hair and pushed her head as I pushed my hips up reaching her throat with my cock. I felt her suffocation as I groaned louder. I gave her time to get used to it until she relaxed, and then I began to push fiercely into her mouth, touching her throat with the tip. 

I imagined opening my eyes and meeting her look, staring at me, and watching my dick disappear between her beautiful rosy lips. Just that thought was enough to make me orgasm.

I slipped out of her lips quickly and looked down at the blonde. No, it wasn't her.

"Open your mouth," I said, grabbing at the fucking base.

She did it again as I ordered, and I pounded at other times and then came like fury with a low and guttural groan, closed my eyes while my head was beating violently, I emptied myself squirting all my sperm in the girl's mouth, my stiff body as I finished emptying. When my body calmed down, I looked down. The girl looked at me, her eyes veiled with desire, as she licked her lips, some of my sperm had flowed on her chin, and she looked at me as she picked it up with her finger and shoved it into her mouth.

I sighed, and I opened the door while I put my dick back in. I came out and zipped me up as she got up and went to the sink to rinse. 

I saw my sister enter her room, and Miles followed her. I rolled my eyes and went out, but I turned to the girl looking at me with her hands on her hips, waiting.

"Sorry, Love, I can't leave people in the house without the owner's supervision," I winked at her.

"I was hoping you could reciprocate," she said, shifting her blond hair behind her.

"Later, love," I told her before I turned my back and went back downstairs.

I heard her follow me as I walked down the stairs and saw Liam, entering the house, at the door. My cousin had a lit cigarette between his lips, his hair messed up. The light shirt was unbuttoned, showing off his chest, black jeans, and a necklace around his neck.

"You made it, asshole; you took your time," I said as I came down, followed by the blonde.

"Sorry, cousin, this time it's not my fault," Liam said, shrugging his shoulders and moving to reveal who was following him.

I froze on the steps when my eyes fell on her, "Emma," I said, looking straight into her eyes.

"Hey, Ax," she replied, smiling softly, her green eyes shining.

I didn't think twice about it and quickly went down the last step and hugged her, sticking my nose in her soft blond hair and intoxicating me with her perfume. Immediately, the turmoil I had inside became quiet, my mind clearer and my body relaxed.

At first, Emma got stuck, then she hugged me back, sticking her nose in my neck and giving me a shiver all over my body. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, enjoying the feeling of her body against mine.

"You're back," I whispered in her ear.

She nodded, "We came back in the afternoon," Emma replied, putting her hands on my back.

"Why didn't you call me?" I said without letting her go.

"Sorry, Ax, the trip was so long, and when we got back, we were devastated," she said.

I pulled off and looked at her. Emma wore a tight black dress, the side closure, the sweetheart neckline that highlighted her breasts, and a pair of high-heeled ankle boots.

I felt the salivation increase, and I swallowed the loot that had formed in my mouth; then, I shook my head and looked back at her face; her green eyes were sweet and clear, and I almost wanted to collapse at her feet. God is immoral. Give it to yourself.

"At least you're here," I chirped.

"I hope I haven't disturbed your adventures, Ax," she said, pointing behind me.

I turned and saw the blonde who had just given me a blow job behind me, resting with her side on the staircase railing as she looked around. I fucking forgot about her.

I immediately turned to Emma, "Nothing important," I said anxiously, "Why don't we go get a drink?" I kept putting my hands in my pocket and swinging.

"Are you nervous, Dare?" Emma said, raising her eyebrows and smiling at me.

"Nervous? A lot. Before I turned to the kitchen and I saw a mess, I had chills all over my body at the thought of what they were doing." 

Emma laughed, the most beautiful sound in the world. "Why do you give these parties if you know you will have a crisis in the morning?" 

"It wasn't my idea, Em; it's Ali's fault," I said, shaking my head.

Emma looked around and then raised an eyebrow. "Where is Ali?" she asked.

"Fucking in the bedroom with Miles," I said.

Emma's lips pulled into a line, and she looked at me seriously, "Don't say it again," she said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Axel!"

I looked over at Emma and saw who was rushing in and moving Emma by force, throwing themselves into my arms. I caught her on the fly, a little surprised, and then hugged her. I don’t know what it was, but a force prevented me from rejecting her; feeling chills all over my body when her body was close to mine. I don't know what it was, maybe it was the fact that we had known each other practically all along, or perhaps something else, but I couldn’t stop myself to close my eyes and basking in that embrace, in feeling of Megan's scent that invaded my nostrils and enveloped me, bringing a tumult of emotions inside me, feelings that made my whole being nervous.

I opened my eyes, and I saw the look of Emma. She looked at me, and Megan hugged. Her look was darker, and I didn’t like it.

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Emma

Liam parked the car in the driveway, turned off the engine, then pulled the phone out of his pocket and began writing a message as he carried his cigarette to his mouth.

"I’m not babysitting you, sis; try to keep your legs closed if you don’t want to start a fight," my twin said.

"Why would someone be fighting over me?" I said arms folded to my chest.

"It’s Axel’s house, don’t do anything that bothers him, including keeping your legs closed," Liam said before getting out of the car.

I sighed, and I turned to the back seat where Megan was. The look pointed at my cousin’s house. 

That day we were back from our year-long trip to Europe. I had blocked the university and decided to pull the plug, get away from Philadelphia before I did something terrible that I would regret. I needed to go away to think, understand, and put in order what was happening in my head.

I felt sick, dirty, and disturbed for wanting something that I shouldn’t have liked, that I couldn’t want, but that I couldn’t stop enjoying. I’ve wanted it for as long as I can remember, but it was wrong. I was wrong.

I wanted to leave alone, but Megan had not thought twice. She had packed and come with me, so for a year, we had traveled all over Europe, I was trying to heal my illness, and she was looking for I do not know what. Her excuse for leaving was that she had to discover new ways.

I didn’t know for what, which was weird because Megan and I were inseparable. We told each other everything, but she didn’t tell me what she wanted, what she needed that trip for, and neither did I. I was too ashamed.

If I admitted it aloud, everything would be accurate and more disturbed. Everyone would have looked at me like a crazy person, and I was.

After a few months of traveling, Megan finally told me what she needed that trip for. To get Axel.

For months, all she had done was talk about Axel and how much she thought he wanted her but didn’t have the courage or didn’t want to admit it to himself, maybe because they were always together. So her plan was to make Axel miss her so she could finally win him over.

As the sleepless nights passed, with Megan sleeping next to me, I reflected on our childhood, and our relationship.

I always thought it was Axel and me, but I realized it was me and Axel and Megan. Always the three of us, always me standing between them, like a fool, thinking who knows what, with my sick mind.

"Let's go" I said to Megan.

She turned her head towards me and smiled at me, and nodded cheerfully. I sighed deeply. I didn’t even want to come, I would rather stay home and play virtual chess since my chess partner had never really been mine, But Megan insisted. As soon as she heard that Ali was having a party, she begged me to go, because she wanted to see Axel, she said she missed him like crazy.

I admit I was a little nervous about seeing him, too, but I couldn’t, I shouldn’t have, not in the way I was missing him.

My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a bang, I turned my head towards the window and saw my twin knocking with his knuckles to the glass.

"So?" he said annoyed.

I sighed and I got out of the car and then he fixed the skirt of my dress. Liam closed the car and went to the gate of the house that was open. People were crowded even in the garden. I walked down the driveway and I saw that Megan had been stopped by some people she knew and was talking to. I passed her and I entered the house, immediately behind my brother and then I heard him, his melodious voice that I had not heard for a year, that voice that calmed me soul and body even if he shouldn’t have, not him.

"You made it in, asshole, you took your time," I heard.

"Sorry, cousin, this time it’s not my fault," Liam said, shrugging, and then he moved in so Axel could see me.

Axel froze on the steps when his eyes fell on me, "Emma" he said, looking straight into my eyes.

"Hey, Ax," I said softly, and I couldn’t stop my heart from pounding like it wanted to explode out of my chest.

Axel came down the last steps and rushed on me, hugging me hard; his touch provoked shocks all over my body, I was stuck for a moment, and then I reciprocated his embrace, needing that touch, that serenity that only he could give me. His embrace was peace for me, peace and love.

I felt him breathe deeply, while my body completely surrendered to his touch "You’re back" he whispered in my ear, causing me chills all over my body. 

Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. 

I nodded with a sigh, ""We’re back in the afternoon," and I answered, putting my hands on his wide back.

I felt my heart galloping in my chest and I hoped that he would not notice.

"Why didn’t you call me?" he said without leaving me.

"Sorry, Ax, the trip was so long, and when we got back, we were devastated," I said.

He let me go for a moment and watched me from head to toe as I felt the butterflies fluttering in my belly.

 "At least you’re here," he chirped.

I looked up and met a blonde staring at Axel, with a flash of jealousy in her eyes, before turning my gaze to the crowd around.  

"I hope I haven’t disturbed your adventures, Ax," I said, pointing behind him.

Axel turned around and looked at the girl, and I saw him get stiff and then turn around to me, like it was nothing. Deluded.  

"Nothing important," he said anxiously, "Why don’t we go get a drink?" he continued, putting his hands in his pocket and swinging.

"Are you nervous, Dare?" I said, raising my eyebrows and Smiling at him.

"Nervous? A lot. Before I turned to the kitchen and I saw a mess, I had chills all over my body at the thought of what they were doing." 

I laughed, trying to calm the disappointment that was pervading my soul "Why do you give these parties if you know you will have a crisis in the morning?" 

"It wasn’t my idea, Em; it’s Ali’s fault," he said, shaking his head.

I looked around and then raised an eyebrow. "Where is Ali?" I asked.

"Fucking in the bedroom with Miles," he said.

I stiffened, knowing what it would mean for the wound that was still in the garden, I didn’t want to start a furious quarrel. " Don’t say it again," I said.

"Why?" he asked.

"Axel!" Megan shouted behind my back.

She stormed into the house, pushing me to pass and jump into the arms of Axel who immediately took her, embracing her. Axel stuck his nose in her hair and closed his eyes, his face relaxed as he held Megan.

I watched them in silence, wrapped in that embrace as if they never wanted to leave each other again, I kept watching them while I felt something breaking inside me. Something that should never have existed and was wrong.

After a while Axel opened his eyes and met my eyes. I tried to ignore it, because I was now good at pretending. 

Wrong.