"How does that even make sense?" I spit out, looking at Aiden, "This is impossible, he's crazy." "That was very fucking crazy, Damon," Aiden says, shaking his head, "Stop jumping ahead of yourself. Focus on being a good guy first, then if you succeed, things are going to fall into place on their own. You can't push Amy on her or a new kid, neither of you is ready for that." "Exactly," I say, relaxing a bit when Damon rolls his eyes and crosses his arms. If he's not arguing, it means he knows Aiden is right, "Focus on being a good guy, that's literally all I want. That’s what I been saying.” "Well, it's not fucking easy for me, is it?" he growls out, looking away from me, "You should just go. I won't be a good guy tonight, I'm pissed already." "Why are YOU pissed?" I ask, in disbelief. "Because I want everything. I want everything right now and you're not willing to give me shit," he responds in a deep, angry voice. I can tell he's trying to contain himself, though, "I want to
They probably planed this. Damon is going to use my biggest shameful desire against me and it's probably going to send me into a mental breakdown later. But this... this is what I used to dream about when I was younger. Both of them in bed with me at the same time. Both of them in love with me, drunk in desire for me, wanting nothing else but me. I'm just not sure if the mental breakdown will be worth it. "I think she doesn't remember my kisses. Maybe I have to freshen up her memory," Aiden says and before I know it, he's climbing on top of me, still wearing a black button down shirt, looking like a million bucks. "Aiden, what the hell?" I ask in a whisper, looking up at him. My heart is beating so hard, I'm sure he can hear it, "What's going on?" "We're finally addressing the elephant in the room. The elephant in our lives. You want us both, you admitted that yourself. And we both want you," he says in an obvious tone, "This should've happened a long time ago." "Stop lo
Damon comes back and he gives Aiden an annoyed breath, probably because he's giving me an out and he doesn't want that, the little demon. But I appreciate it. Damon may have a talent to unravel my deepest desires and force me to accept what I actually want, but Aiden knows me better, he knows sometimes I need to be handled with kid gloves. And I trust him blindly. I know he might be an asshole and he's almost as evil as Damon, but he would never let anything bad happen to me. "Yes, I like that," I answer and I end the distance to kiss him while Damon starts touching my body like he’s trying to mark his hands on it. Aiden responds to my kiss and makes it deeper, burying a hand on my hair as if he wants to make sure I won't move away from him. "My turn," Damon demands, climbing on top of me again, except he's fully naked this time. My legs wrap around his waist and he pulls me by the neck away from Aiden's mouth so he can kiss me too. I'm not complaining. But I can feel the diff
"So you guys planned this, huh?" I ask, obeying him and getting on all fours. Aiden grabs my waist and makes me climb over Damon's lap. I narrow my eyes at him, "You told Aiden I was coming over to fuck and invited him without telling me?" "Guilty," he says with a toothy smile, "I knew you'd like it... but it was useless anyway because we fought and he brought you himself. At the end of the day the three of us want to fuck, so why not just do it?" "I'm not mad," I clarify as Aiden grabs my hips and positions them up before his fingers find my pussy and before I know it, I feel something wet that makes me gasp. I look back to see Aiden with his face down there, starting to lick me, "Oh, my god, Aiden." "Relax and lift your hips some more," he orders from behind, "Suck Damon's cock." "Yes, that's perfect advice from our genius brother," Damon immediately says and grabs his half-hard dick to get himself fully hard again. And I guess I'm not moving fast enough for Aiden's liking be
{ Aiden } My whole body turns to ice. I didn’t expect this to happen, but I immediately know what’s going on. He’s in the hotel with Berenice. She warned me she would tell him everything. So, I think she finally did it. Fuck my life, I was expecting her to do it once I was gone. “Yes,” I answer and I can hear Lily letting out a panicked sound. Luckily, Damon is right next to her now, so he puts a hand over her mouth, “I’m guessing Berenice told you. She has known for a decade. But there’s a lot more to the story.” My dad doesn’t say anything, but I can hear his breathing. I have no clue how he’s going to react. I used to have like then scenarios of how that would go… but that was ten years ago when everything was different. “She told me everything you have been hiding from me. She told me about what Damon did, too,” he adds in a strained voice. I can recognize that voice. He’s trying his hardest to keep it together, “I can’t fucking… I don’t even want to look at him. It made
"Lily wasn't a ‘little girl’ to us, Dad," I clarify as he goes to the mini bar to pour himself another drink. He hardly ever drinks, so he must really be going through it, "She was a girl our age, a pretty one, it was as simple as that. It was your mistake to assume nothing would happen, honestly.” His shoulders get tense and he takes a few seconds to drink before turning to me. "You threw a pretty girl to the wolves and fucked off to live in eternal honeymoon with her mom," I continue, because that's the truth, even if it makes him wince, "Berenice is even more at fault for neglecting Lily so much, but it is what it is. This is old news. The past is the past.” "Berenice has been punishing me for what Damon did to Lily this whole time, as if I had a fucking clue," he growls and shakes his head, "This is not as simple as ‘the past is the past’, Aiden. I've been living in a sea of lies and secrets for a whole decade. Everyone hid things from me. Even you.” "I had no fucking clu
"So… I'm going to stay here for another day or maybe two,” my dad continues before I can say anything to his monologue, “I don't think I can look at Damon and not fucking punch him. And I-I don't know how I feel about Lily yet. I'm deeply uncomfortable." "Why? Because she fucked two of your sons? I don't think you, of all people, can judge anyone for who they fuck," I scoff, making him grimace and shake his head as if he hated that comment, "We're not related, we didn’t even grow up together.” "Well, she is my daughter in my eyes just like you two are my sons. So yes, it is gross to me," he states, "Maybe I would've been okay with it ten years ago, but not now, not after having her in my mind so often, worrying about her, wishing she could just be with us.“ “I get it, but Lily is sensitive with the way men treat her, especially us in the family, so I would advise you to confront her only once you've dealt with the shock and whatever other ugly emotion you feel. Be nice to her or
Berenice doesn't respond, so I just walk to the door. However, I'm not the heartless bastard everyone thinks I am. "I'll send Dean here. You shouldn't be alone right now," I repeat before walking out. She doesn't complain, so I guess she's okay with that. I go to Dean's room as soon as I get home. It's messy, there’s lots of food containers and drinks scattered around. I shake him up and let him know he has to go to the hotel. I have to repeat it three times before his sleepy brain gets it, but as soon as I mention Berenice needing help, he gets up. Once he leaves, I walk back to Damon's room, almost scared of what I could find in there. All I ask is for Lily to be here, even if she sent Damon to sleep on the floor or they’re fighting, I want her to be here. I take a deep breath and open the door slowly… oh, thank god, it's not a battlefield in here. It’s peaceful, actually. They're both still in bed, still naked, covered by a blanket only from the waist down. Damon is
{ Lily } Aiden never came back yesterday, so I spent the rest of the day crying my ass off while hugging my mom as we watched people in the news talking shit about Damon while they showed how incredibly handsome he looked, trying his hardest not to roll his eyes. To be completely honest, it was a bittersweet day. My mom was being the nicest she’s ever been with me, Harry stayed home with us until the afternoon when my mom finally had enough of his presence and kicked him out. And Dean was there, being Dean and cheering me up a bit. It was a nice family day. Like, real family. So I enjoyed that part, but I hated the part where Aiden was away all day. And I was missing the fuck out of Damon, worried about him... until he texted me. Yeah, the guy who's in prison, he texted me out of nowhere and told me Aiden actually helped him out. So now we'll be able to talk as much as we want. Then Aiden called me and said he wouldn't be leaving Altamira yet because he has some ‘new issues’ t
"What’s going on?" I ask, completely confused, but a smile is growing on my face. "Hey, Damon, this is my buddy Darren," Aiden says with a different voice. He's playing a character for this guy, so I just nod and wait for more information, "He knows you don't deserve to be here, he wants to help us out while we figure out how to get you out.” "Oh," I say, blinking my confusion away. This is definitely not a set-up then, it's Aiden fixing my life again, "Hi, man. It’s nice to meet you.” "Come here," he says and comes to fucking hug me, so hard he lifts me up. I find Aiden's eyes over this guy shoulder and he gives me a pointed look, so I respond to the hug, patting the guy's back, "Any brother of Aiden's is my brother. I'm sorry those bitches put you on this position." "Thanks, man," I hug him harder, for real this time, "Ungrateful pieces of shit, they couldn't even look into my eyes during the trial. They knew they were blowing shit way out of proportion." "That's women fo
"I'm going to take you to Berenice's house. I need to make sure Lily's okay... and then I'm going to make sure nothing happens to Damon," I say, almost to myself, and my words make my father look at me with intense eyes, "I have a plan and a connection inside the prison. I'm going to buy him protection." "What? You have a connection inside the prison, like... an inmate?" "No. Someone in the administration," I reply, taking a deep breath. "He's a good friend... and his father is the prison warden." That lights him up. "Yes! Use him!," my dad says with renewed hope in his eyes, "If you don't, Damon will be stabbed to death with a made-up knife, only after being someone's girlfriend in there." That makes me laugh because it’s never going to happen, at least not like that. Damon isn't the victim, he would find a way to get out of the situation. And if someone is getting a girlfriend and raping someone in there, is him. I don't doubt he could rape a man, not for a second.
“Why?” My mom asks, unable to hide her true feelings about the situation, “Really, why? Tell me one good thing about him.”I stay blank. One good thing about Damon? “There aren’t palpable good things about Damon,” I finally admit, looking down, “He is mostly a bad person, but at least he’s open about it. He doesn’t hide what he is. And when you get to know him, you see he’s… just a little crazy, but not ambitious enough to actually be evil. Even with those girls, you can ask them personally. He didn’t rape anyone, he’s just a big bully. And he can be very scary, I know that firsthand… but he’s not a monster. Just like Harry promised you anything you asked for, Damon gave those girls something in exchange for a scene with him. He likes random kinks and he has these girls do them, but since he doesn’t explain, everything feels so bizarre.”My mom takes a deep breath and thinks about it for a second. “I know everyone thinks I'm stupid, but I'm not that stupid, okay? So, just trust me w
"Yeah, he’s leaving," I repeat in a whisper, my stomach twists just thinking about it. I clear my throat, "Let's not talk about it, yeah? Please." "Okay," she relents, then looks down to her hands for a second, "Uh, I've had a lot of time to think about our dispute the other day and… I want to apologize to you. For a multitude of reasons. Even if you don't want to forgive me, can I please just tell you how sorry I am?” I just nod. Dean mumbles something and grabs Choky's harness to take him away from us and give us privacy. My mom walks to her brand new living room and I follow her, sitting next to her on the big white couch and looking directly at her belly as she grabs my hand. My only biological sibling is in there, it’s kind of weird to think about it. "I was so young when I had you. A young, poor girl with lots of ambition," she starts, squeezing my hand, "I resented you a lot. I lost my freedom and my dreams because I was forced to have you by my idiotic religious fami
Oh, dear lord… I think I trust Damon now. Or at least I do right this second, with his big dick inside of me and his gorgeousness clouding my view of the universe. He won. I mean, of course I don’t trust him one hundred percent, but definitely a lot more than before. I think I got to know him a lot better these past few days. He's obviously not a saint, at all, but I also think he's not absolutely evil I thought he was. He's just a little deranged, but it hasn’t been that bad. So far. "You're the only person that brings this out of me," he says in a gentle tone, touching his nose to mine like a cat showing love, "You turn off the bad thoughts inside my head and make me want to be better. You make me want to be a normal man." "I like this calm, softer version of you," I whisper, stroking the smooth skin of his back, "You used to show me just the worst parts of you before. You were always so mean, so evil. You bullied me so much, I really thought you were the worst person t
As soon as Aiden is done with Lily and has left her a whimpering mess, he helps me get my turn by lifting her body and positioning her so she can ride me, cowgirl style. In the water she doesn't have much power to actually ride me, so I lift my hips to fuck her. Her pussy feels even tighter than normal in this position, so it doesn't take too long for me to spill inside of her. Then I suck on her neck and rub her clit until she’s coming, squeezing my dick like crazy. But even when we're all satisfied, we don't leave the tub. Lily stays in my lap with her legs over Aiden's lap and we talk about everything except our imminent separation tomorrow. But the thoughts are there. Every time I look at the hour in my phone I get a little more worried. This is it, this is fucking it. There is no denying it anymore. When we’re all ready for bed after a quick shower, I lean against the headboard and look at Aiden drying Lily’s body with the towel. He doesn’t need to do that, but he can
I cross my arms and just observe the way Aiden approaches the guy with tense shoulders and tells him to fuck off, forgetting all about his need to always be polite. I can’t really hear what he’s saying, but I can tell it’s definitely a ‘fuck off’ situation. And Lily looks confused the whole time, even when Aiden grabs her arm and pulls her back here. I try to hide my pleased smile as they approach by themselves because Hector is still standing in the same place, as if he's confused. The dog is running behind them. "Aiden, seriously. Let go," Lily groans, trying to set herself free, "What is even happening? What was that about? You were so rude to Hector, why the hell would you fire him?” "Because he wants to fuck you, we can't let that happen," I explain, making Lily shut up and give me a confused look, then she moves it to Aiden, "What, are you sad about it? Do you want to fuck him too?” "Why are we even talking about fucking? Hector is just Chocolate's trainer. I’ve only be
"Lily..." I can see Aiden take a deep breath and control the rant he'll have if it was me the one cutting onions so horrendously. He'd be beating my ass for daring to do something not perfectly like he would. Luckily for him, Lily is too busy trying to wipe her tears without touching her face with her hands. “Yeah?” She asks, distracted. Aiden sighs and decides not to ruin this morning even more. "Good job, but that's enough. Just go sit with Damon and let me finish here,” he ends up saying. "Alright," she murmurs and wipes her onion-tears with the back of her hands again, "I hope this tears are worth it." "They won't be," I say, watching her as she goes to wash her hands for a good five minutes. And all I do for those full five minutes is watch her wash those hands, because that's my favorite thing. Watching her do anything, especially if she doesn’t know I’m there. Although… no, actually, I prefer when she’s giving me all her attention too, "Come here, babe. Aiden is really m