I Have A Boyfriend

Silas was exceptionally good at this. I was writhing and moaning from just his kisses and the way his mouth moved against my neck. But I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised—he was one of the hottest guys in town, and everyone wanted to be with him. He must have had plenty of opportunities to practice his skills. The thought annoyed me. This guy, who always claimed to love me, never passed up a chance to be with someone else.

But why did that even matter now? What I should care about was that I was currently in bed with a guy whose dad was married to my mom. It was weird as hell, but I couldn’t deny it—I was greatly turned on by this. There was definitely something wrong with me. Maybe Silas wasn’t the weird one after all. Maybe it was just… me.

Silas leaned in and kissed me again, claiming me entirely in front of Matt, who, for some reason, preferred to stand to the side and watch. Silas’s fingers wrapped around my throat, squeezing lightly as his mouth moved against mine. He was rough, dominant. Was he always like this, or was it just with me? There was anger in his touch, too—maybe because I’d brought Matt to the house without telling him. But honestly, he had no right to complain. He did the same thing all the time.

I gasped for air, breathless from his kiss and the pressure of his hand. I never imagined I’d do something like this in front of an audience. The whole situation felt foreign, strange… but not unpleasant. It excited me, though I couldn’t ignore the embarrassment twisting in my chest. I wondered what Matt was thinking, but from the corner of my eye, he didn’t seem disgusted. If anything, he seemed fascinated, studying every move Silas made.

But it was hard to focus on Matt when Silas was kissing me so deeply, leaving me lightheaded.

A soft moan escaped me as Silas’s mouth returned to my neck, sinking his razor-sharp teeth into my skin. He bit, sucked, and licked the tender spot. It hurt, a dull ache, but it wasn’t unbearable. If anything, it only heightened the sensation.

“S...Silas… stop,” I whispered, though I didn’t really mean it. I was only painfully aware that Matt was right there, watching us.

Silas didn’t stop. His hands traveled to the front of my top, and with one firm tug, he ripped the fabric away like it was nothing. His red eyes darkened as they raked over my body, and for a moment, I thought I saw a flash of hunger—not for blood, but something else. He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to my neck, his weight pushing me further into the bed.

I tilted my head back, needing to catch my breath, only to see Matt still watching. His gaze was sharp, intrigued, like he was studying a piece of art. He pulled his lips into his mouth, releasing a soft breath.

“What a sight,” he muttered under his breath.

Before I could process his words, Silas roughly tilted my head back, forcing me to meet his crimson glare. “Don’t look at him,” he growled into my ear, his voice low and furious. The command sent a shiver through me, and I didn’t dare disobey.

The kisses on my neck grew more intense as I felt the dress I was wearing dissolve away—literally—leaving me in just my underwear. I wasn’t even surprised; vampires had their tricks. Silas buried his face in my neck, deeply inhaling my scent like he was committing it to memory.

At first, it felt like Silas was simply exploring, memorizing every inch of my skin. His lips grazed my neck, leaving soft bites in their wake, and I let out a shaky sigh. My body arched unconsciously toward him as his kisses wandered lower, down my torso.

Then, he shifted lower still, casually spreading my thighs apart. My breath hitched, and it wasn’t until I felt him sliding my underwear down my legs that panic set in. I grabbed his hand, causing him to pause. His red eyes stared down at me, softening just slightly.

“I… I haven’t…” I stammered.

“Relax,” he said, a knowing smile curling on his lips. “I’m not going to take you.”

His words were reassuring, but it was still so new, so overwhelming. I leaned back and closed my eyes, trying to calm the nervous thrum in my chest. That’s when I felt his hot breath against me, sending a wave of heat through my body.

He ran his tongue across my folds, and a guttural moan tore from my throat. I froze, cheeks burning, knowing he’d heard it. I opened my eyes slightly, catching the amused glint in his. But before I could feel embarrassed for too long, Silas returned to his task, dragging his tongue past my folds, teasing my clit with deliberate pressure. He dipped inside me, tasting me for the first time.

When he moaned against me, the vibration sent a shock through my body.

“Oh god!” I gasped, crooning softly. Silas paused, his hands lightly gripping my thighs to keep them spread. He glanced up at me one last time before sinking back down, devouring me with a hunger that left me breathless.

He ate me out with the skill of someone who had done this a thousand times. His tongue worked in perfect rhythm, switching pressure and tempo, drawing loud moans and gasps from me.

“S… shit, ah… y-yes…” The words fell from my lips like a mantra. I didn’t even realize how loud I was being until my voice cracked. The pleasure was overwhelming. No wonder people liked sex so much.

When Silas sucked on my clit, I cried out, whimpering as my body writhed uncontrollably against his mouth. I hadn’t even noticed how tightly I was gripping Matt’s hands above my head, or how I’d buried my face into his stomach.

Silas’s tongue pushed deeper, teasing me with every move. He was relentless, his lips and tongue pulling me higher and higher until I was right on the edge. My pelvis throbbed, hips twitching helplessly. My toes curled as the tension in my stomach snapped, and a blinding wave of pleasure washed over me.

I cried out in ecstasy, my nails digging into Matt’s palm as my body shuddered and bucked against Silas’s mouth. My head tilted back into Matt’s lap, my eyes rolling as wave after wave of bliss rippled through me. I couldn’t believe how good this felt—how something so wrong could feel so perfect.

I’d just let my stepbrother eat me out while my friend—was Matt even a friend?—watched. Yeah. Life couldn’t get much weirder.

“You’re so f****** hot,” Silas growled, pulling me into a passionate kiss. His eyes were dilated, glowing a dangerous red in the dim light. He looked feral. Dangerous.

“He’s right,” Matt whispered, his voice soft but intense. “You’re so beautiful, Kerry.”

I was nestled between them now—Silas in front of me, Matt behind. Two of the most gorgeous men I’d ever seen. I closed my eyes with a sigh, letting the feeling of their hands on me linger. It was intoxicating. Nothing could compare to this. Not even that night with Carter in his car—the night I gave him my first blowjob.

Carter.

The thought hit me like a bucket of ice water. My eyes snapped open, and I quickly pushed Silas away. Scrambling off the bed, I grabbed my clothes and began dressing. Both men looked at me, startled.

“Kerry, what’s wrong?” Silas asked, his voice low.

“I have a boyfriend,” I blurted out.

Matt raised a brow. “You don’t say.” His expression was unreadable, but I could feel the judgment radiating off him. Silas, on the other hand, was an open book. Fury burned in his crimson eyes.

“I… I’m sorry, but this was a mistake,” I said, my voice trembling. “Carter and I are together, and I can’t cheat on him like this.”

“Are you dense or just stupid?” Silas snapped. “Do you really think he’s your boyfriend just because you went on one date? Grow up, Kerry. This is the same guy who abandoned you for some other chick. He’ll do it again.”

“How dare you!” I hissed. “You don’t know anything about what happened between me and Carter!”

“You know what? I’m f****** tired of this! You already know how I feel about you, yet you keep playing

“It doesn’t matter whether you like me or not, Silas. Even if I liked you back, it wouldn’t change the fact that our parents are married! We can’t be together, and that’s the end of it.”

“Then, if our parents weren’t married, you’d want to be with me? Be honest.”

“Of course I would.” The words slipped out before I could stop them, and I hated how true they were. Silas was perfect in so many ways, and I knew he truly cared about me. If we had been anything but step-siblings, I would have wanted to pursue a relationship with him. But unfortunately, we were family. I wasn’t exactly a huge fan of incest, despite… well, despite the fact that I had just let my stepbrother eat me out.

“But right now, none of that matters. Nothing will change, Silas. You and I are family. We can’t be together.”

“We’ll see about that,” Silas said, his voice low and filled with determination. He stared at me for a moment longer, then turned and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him so hard the walls seemed to shake.

I let out a heavy sigh, the tension in the room slowly dissipating. Then I remembered Matt was still there. Quiet as ever, he sat on the bed, his presence so still it was easy to forget he was in the room at all.

“You know,” he said casually, breaking the silence, “I feel like he’s going to do something you both might regret.”

“Um… I don’t think so.” My voice wavered with uncertainty. “Silas knows how madly in love our parents are with each other. Sure, he always manages to get his way in most situations, but there’s nothing he can do about this one.” I paused, suddenly aware I was rambling. “Wait… why am I even telling you this?”

Matt smiled, that infuriatingly calm, knowing smile of his. “I’m just an easy person to talk to.” He stood and crossed the room toward me. “I should be going. Thank you for the company. I did enjoy the show.”

He leaned down and pecked me on the lips, a teasing gesture that made my cheeks flush. Before I could even think of a response, he turned to leave. I expected him to walk out the door, and I was ready to see him off. But instead, he disappeared right in front of me. One second he was there, and the next, he was gone.

I blinked at the empty space where he had stood. “Must be nice to have superpowers,” I muttered to myself.

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“Come on, Carter, pick up!” I whispered urgently into my phone, pacing back and forth.

Carter hadn’t shown up for our date. At first, I was disappointed. But as the minutes turned into hours, disappointment turned to worry. Carter wouldn’t just abandon me for no reason, would he? I tried calling him again, but there was still no response. All my messages remained unseen. It was… weird.

Still, I tried to tell myself not to make a big deal out of it. Maybe something had come up. He’d explain everything to me tomorrow at school. I repeated the thought like a mantra, trying to push the anxiety out of my chest.

But I couldn’t sit still. My mind wandered to Emily. I hadn’t heard from her in days—not a single call, not a text, nothing. At school, she’d ignored me entirely, for reasons I still couldn’t figure out. I decided the best way to settle things would be to go to her house and talk to her in person.

When I arrived, though, Emily wasn’t there. Instead, I found her brother, Luke, lounging on the couch with his usual air of disinterest.

“She went out with some guy,” he said, barely glancing at me. “Her ex-boyfriend, I think.”

My stomach dropped. “Does this ex-boyfriend have a name?”

“I think it’s Carter,” he replied with a shrug. “But honestly, I don’t care. It’s weird enough having a vampire hanging around the house. Emily doesn’t even like vampires. You probably knew that, though.”

His words hit me like a punch to the gut. Carter? Why was Emily with Carter? Why hadn’t he called me first? What the hell was going on? Anxiety curled in my chest, growing tighter with every passing second.

“Do you know where they went?” I asked, my voice strained.

Luke barely even looked at me. “Elthon Hillside,” he said before turning his attention back to his phone.

My fists clenched at my sides. There better be a damn good explanation for this.