The house was in view, looming quietly in the late afternoon light as Caspian and I made our way back from the park. I’d planned on heading inside, hoping to get a few moments to myself to digest everything, but before we could stop, Harry walked out of the house and stopped seeing us. His face lit up with a bright grin when we walked out of the car. “Hey!” He was holding a riding helmet in one hand and waving us over with the other. “Hey, where are you off to?” I asked, amused. “I am going for a ride,” he replied, gesturing towards the stable. “The horses are out and ready, and the weather’s perfect. You two should come with me.”“Right now?!” Caspian asked, looking at the sky. The sun was still above the horizon and the evening was at least an hour away. “Yeah, that's the only time I have,” He answered, pulling out his phone to check the time. “We still have more than an hour. Please, let's go, Caspian.” I glanced at Caspian, feeling a bit nervous but intrigued by the idea. It
The late afternoon slipped into the evening as we returned to the house, a comfortable quiet settling between us after the ride. Caspian’s hand brushed mine briefly as we stepped into the entryway, and I felt the familiar thrill run through me. It was a soft touch, barely there, but enough to stir up the unsteady mix of emotions that had been simmering under the surface since the park. Just as we were about to head further inside, I spotted Dev on the staircase, a curious look on his face as he glanced between the two of us. He leaned casually against the railing, looking as if he’d been waiting for us. “Back from the stables, I see,” Dev said, his voice light but with an undercurrent of amusement. “How was it? Get enough of the great outdoors?” Caspian shot him a look, his expression calm. “Let’s just say Midnight enjoyed herself.” “Good timing then,” Dev said, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “Neel and Leo are in the kitchen experimenting. You’re just in time to witness
The night air wrapped around us, cool and gentle, as Caspian and I strolled down the quiet garden path, a soft breeze rustling through the trees in the forest in front of us. He walked beside me, his hands tucked into his pockets, gaze fixed ahead. The silence between us stretched out, comfortable yet charged with a quiet energy that seemed to hum in the air around us. After a few moments, Caspian broke the silence, his voice barely above a whisper. “I’m glad you came to talk to me today,” he murmured, his eyes never leaving the path ahead. “I was going crazy, building up different scenarios in my head of what might happen next between us.” A smile tugged at my lips as I looked over at him, realizing I wasn’t the only one who’d been tangled up in endless scenarios. “It was what I needed too, honestly,” I replied, my voice soft. “I’m not saying I’m ready to believe everything just yet, not until I talk with Lucas. But I’m glad we cleared the air, even if a little.” He s
It was about half an hour past midnight. I sat on the bed, anxiously checking the time on my phone, which read 12:36 AM. I had been waiting for Caspian since midnight, and each passing minute felt like an eternity. The excitement that had filled me earlier began to wane, replaced by a growing sense of unease. ‘Why hasn’t he arrived yet?’ ‘Had something come up?’ ‘Did he change his mind?’ I was hugging my knees to my chest, feeling the delicate lace of my outfit brush against my skin, a reminder of the special night I had planned. I wanted a good fuck to forget about all of my problems and confusion, and also to move forward with Caspian. I stopped myself from calling him on his phone and back on the mattress, slowly trailing my fingers over the stomach. My thoughts faded into the passionate kiss we shared in the secret room below his office, and it became hard for me to keep my fingers from crossing the waistband of my panties. I was wet just thinking about Caspian. I imagine
“Go on then, master, I'm all yours to love and abuse tonight.” I don't know what came over me when I said it, but the darkness in Caspian's eyes made me wary. The words affected him in a way that was still foreign to me. Yet, I can see the hunger in his eyes, for me. He rubbed his fingers over the fabric of my lingerie, an impressed smile on his lips as he stared me up and down. He didn't say anything, just kept his gaze fixated on me and that made me shiver. I looked away, not being able to hold eye contact with him anymore. “Look back at me, Kat. I want to see your beautiful face,” he slurred before leaning for a peck on my cheeks and then my lips when I turned my face. “I want you to save tonight as a treasured memory for the future.” My cheeks turned red from embarrassment and my chest started to burn with want. I wanted his hand around me, his chest touching my breasts and his soft lips on mine, so I locked my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. “Caspian, I am
The next morning dawned soft and quiet. The early light filtered through the blinds in my room, casting warm slats across the walls. For a moment, I stayed curled in bed, the silence almost comforting, but the lingering threads of the event from the night before tugged at me, pulling me back into the whirlwind of emotions still left. Caspian was tender when he slid inside me and started moving, softly with careful pushes. He talked to me till he climaxed, asking me about my feelings and what he was going to do next. It felt weird at first, but soon I understood he was being cautious to make sure our first time wasn't a painful memory. I reached my hand to where he slept and I could still smell him on that part of the bed. After dragging myself out of bed and throwing on a simple outfit, I made my way downstairs to grab a quick breakfast before heading to campus. The kitchen was quiet—only Dev sat at the table, flipping through a thick medical textbook, his face lit by a soft
Standing just outside the main building, I glanced at my phone, trying to book a cab for the ride home. The afternoon sun was fading, leaving a soft glow that made everything seem quieter than usual. After a few taps, though, my screen flashed the dreaded ‘No drivers available in the area. Please refresh’ text. I sighed, wondering if I’d be stuck waiting longer than I’d planned. I turned my internet and once again opened the app, hoping for another result. “Katherine?” I heard someone call my name from behind. I turned to see Diego approaching, his easy smile softening the usual spark in his eyes. “Everything alright?” he asked, looking from me to my phone with mild concern. “Oh, yeah,” I replied, trying to sound nonchalant. “Just booking a cab to get home. It’s being a little stubborn.” He tilted his head, considering, before offering, “I could give you a ride if you’d like. My car’s just over in the lot.” His offer was generous, and I was grateful, but part of me hesitated. I
“Please, Kat, tell me if he likes guys.” “Why do you care?” I opened the main door and waited for him to come. “Aren't you with the golden boy of the town?” He stood in front of me instead of going inside. “No, Elias and me, we are more of friends. I like his company, and that guy was hot. I like hot guys.” “Wha... that's... I don't think you can say that.” I pushed him inside the house and walked behind him. “I can, it's not racist or anything,” he countered and I was at a loss of words. “I-I... you know what, forget it.” Leo laughed as we made our way through the entrance hall. The room was unexpectedly crowded—the whole family was gathered there rather than in the family room for the first time. Caspian and Dev were talking in low voices, their heads close together, clearly immersed in whatever Derek had recently told them about the upcoming party. “Welcome, you two; take a seat,” Dev said when his eyes landed on us. I nodded and went towards Neel who was l
“Kat? What’s wrong?”I stared at him without saying anything. He looked hot without his glasses and perfectly combed hair. He was in a T-shirt and a pair of joggers. His hair was ruffled and I almost felt sorry for waking him up just because I was feeling hot. I wasn't even sure if he would fuck me, but I had no other option. I couldn't go to Lucas or Harry in that condition; Dev was the only one I felt would understand the condition I was in and wouldn't judge me for it. “Can I come inside?” I questioned and he nodded his head, pulling the door all the way. “Come in...” He stopped when he noticed I was only wearing the top, and nothing else. It was one of those oversized tops, so he didn't notice much when I was in the darkness of the hallway, but in his room, under the bright lights, he saw it, and his cheeks turned red. He looked at me in confusion, like a deer caught in the headlight. “Thank you,” I said, biting my lips seductively. “And sorry for waking you up.” “What is go
“One...” I was able to speak it out, raising my ass due to the sting that I felt afterwards. It hurt! It really did hurt! “Good! You remembered the rules.” He sounded almost impressed, and for some reason, that brought a smile to my face. “Not many remember the rules on their first time. I guess the internet articles did teach you a few things.” I was about to respond when without warning he spanked my other butt with the same force, if not more. I felt the vibration of the impact travelling up to my heart, and down to my crotch. I moaned. “Ah… two!” I remembered to count, clenching my jaw to hold back the cry. I wanted to turn back and finger myself because the sexual tension in my core was rising to a new height. “I thought you would forget about the rule, and I will get to hit you double the amount,” he said mockingly, and I braced myself for the next impact. “Not my day, I guess. Well, in that case, I've to make these forty spanks worthwhile.” The next hit didn't come
Caspian was sitting on my bed, leaning back a little with his strong arms at his sides. His legs were spread to give me a good look at his package. His features were sharp and flawless. He was truly God's sexiest creation and the most handsome among all the brothers. His forest-like dark green eyes undoubtedly beckoned me to be drawn into them since the first day I saw him. I couldn't wait to run my hand through his dishevelled, dark-brown hair, but somehow I felt like he was planning something else. I felt butterflies in my stomach seeing the first few buttons on his white shirt undone, revealing his bare chest. Just a glimpse of the muscular chest behind the fabric made me feel hot. I felt the urge to run my tongue down his body. He glanced at his wristwatch and then up at me, causing me to close my eyes in anticipation. He knew what he was doing to me, coming dressed up in his work clothes instead of the jeans and T-shirt he was wearing during dinner. “I-I… I don't know wha
“You knew he was watching us?” I didn't know what to think anymore. Caspian’s confession hit me like a blow to the chest. My trust in him, the way I defended him against Lucas, suddenly felt like a mistake. That familiar nagging voice, the ‘what if’ in the back of my mind, screamed louder than ever. I couldn't completely let go of the doubts, and Caspian saying he knew Lucas was watching us in the backyard brought back the fear. I took a deep breath and turned toward him. Caspian, who usually carried an air of confidence and control, now looked almost… remorseful. His head was down, and his eyes downcast as if he could already read my thoughts. “Don’t,” he whispered, his voice breaking as he continued. “Please, Kat. Don’t go there.” “W-why?” My voice was barely steady when I questioned, because my emotions were in a chaotic swirl. “Why didn’t you stop when you saw him? Why didn’t you tell me then?” He exhaled slowly, running a hand through his dark hair before sitting dow
The dining room was alive with chatter, the brothers bouncing between casual banter and stories while Mom and Derek listened with amused smiles. The long table was set with a spread that smelled heavenly—roast chicken, fried rice, creamy mashed potatoes, spicy crabs and grilled vegetables. Normally, the warm, lively atmosphere would have made me feel comfortable, but things were different that night. While I was extra cautious with Ian sitting beside me, nervously scratching his knuckles, I also had to deal with Caspian, who was directly across from me. He wore a dangerous smirk, and every so often, he would run his toes along the length of my legs. On the other hand, since the start Lucas had been quiet. He wasn’t talking like the others. Even Ian made a few comments when Derek addressed him, but Lucas just shrugged whenever someone asked him something. Instead, he’d been watching me. More specifically, he’d been watching Caspian, whose occasional glances my way seemed to int
Harry’s eyes looked for answers when he stepped into Ian’s room. His gaze was bouncing between the two of us like he’d stumbled upon something scandalous. “What’s going on here?” he asked his tone light but carrying the curiosity of someone who definitely knew something was brewing between them but wasn't sure. “Is everything alright? Ian?” I glanced at Ian, who had stiffened at the question. His fingers were fidgeting with the edge of his shirt, and the nervous energy radiating off him was almost visible. He didn’t want to talk about what had just happened, and I couldn’t blame him.I knew I couldn't leave it to him to answer because if he was socially awkward, there was also a huge possibility that he had trouble lying. I never had that difficulty, maybe because I was born to two of the biggest liars in the world. “It’s nothing important,” I said quickly, offering Harry a small smile. I stood, brushing imaginary dust off my jeans. “I was just asking him if there was something he
The moment I stepped back into the house, I felt a sense of relief. The cool air brushed against my heated skin, and I felt the shift in energy. My earlier interaction with Caspian still lingered in my thoughts, but as I walked toward the kitchen, I noticed Ian standing near the counter. He was pouring a glass of water, his shoulders stiff and his movements looked almost robotic. His silver hair was slightly dishevelled, and when he turned briefly to glance at me, I caught the telltale redness in his puffy eyes. My heart tightened. Ian rarely showed any vulnerability, preferring to stay quiet and blend into the background. Seeing him like this sent alarm bells ringing in my head. I forgot about Caspian almost instantly and walked towards him. “Ian,” I called gently, trying to understand what must have happened. He froze, his glass of water clutched tightly in his hand. He didn’t meet my eyes. Instead, he turned to stare at the counter as though it might give him an escape. “I
Mom was talking animatedly to Dev, her laughter light and carefree, while Derek engaged Caspian in a conversation about work. I sat there, feeling like an outsider, as Mom and Dev talked about the places she visited with Derek. It hurt me to see that Dev knew more about her than I did, and the way she talked with him showed how strong their relationship was. However, she read my mind because her eyes lit up all of a sudden as she forced the conversation towards me. It was a hollow try, but I let her, to see what she had for me. Just ten minutes ago, she commented about us making plans for the day, but she already forgot about it and made plans with Leo to check out a local spa and then cook dinner with Dev and Derek. “Kat,” her voice drew attention, her manicured hand on my arm. “Do you need anything, sweetheart? You’ve been awfully quiet.” I shook my head, managing a small smile. “No, I’m fine. Just a little tired, that's all.” Derek glanced over, his brows furrowing. “Y
The morning light stirred me awake, and I yawned, blinking at the warm haze filling my room. It was a Saturday, meaning no classes. Thus, I was planning to sleep till the afternoon, or at least stay in bed. But, that changed when I heard muffled sounds coming from below—voices, laughter, and some shuffling. I sat up, listened closely, and felt a slight tug of curiosity gnawing at the edges of my sleepy mind.After brushing my teeth and splashing some cold water on my face to wake up, I quietly made my way down the hallway, the gentle hum of conversation growing louder with each step. As I descended the staircase, I slowed, catching a glimpse of the scene unfolding in the entrance hall.There, sitting together on the long couch, were Derek and… my mother.I stopped short, taking in the sight of her. It felt like ages since I’d last seen her. She looked different, almost like a stranger wearing my mother’s face. She seemed… lighter somehow, more carefree. Her features were softened b