Five

ROCHELLE

    They're messing with my mind!

I could barely sleep that night.

My mind kept replaying dinner, the laughter, the conversations, and more than anything, the way Aries and Adrien looked sitting there across from me. Identical yet different in their aura. Aries with his commanding presence, and Adrien with his quiet, soothing charm.

I tossed and turned in bed, pulling the covers up, then kicking them off again. I couldn’t stop thinking about them. Both of them.

I had hoped they would stay back after dinner, maybe linger for more conversation, but no. They had both excused themselves, retiring to their respective rooms, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I tried to shake the images out of my head, tried to focus on something else… anything else… but it was useless. The more I tried, the more vivid the images became.

I swallowed hard, remembering how their voices blended during dinner, the way Adrien’s soft laughter balanced Aries’s deeper chuckles. And the way they moved—graceful, confident. My body reacted, a shiver running down my spine. I tried to fight it, but the thought of both of them was overwhelming. And the more I thought about it, the more I wanted it.

I just wanted them to fuck me.

I felt heat rush through me, my heart pounding harder. I closed my eyes, imagining Aries’s strong hands gripping my waist, Adrien’s calm but intense gaze locking with mine. My fingers slowly traced over my body, and before I knew it, I was touching myself. My breath quickened, my fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles. I moaned softly into the darkness, biting my lip to keep quiet.

The fantasy of having both of them with me—touching me, holding me—was intoxicating. I couldn’t help but picture it, Aries’s rough passion balanced by Adrien’s gentle touch. My body trembled at the thought. I knew it was wrong, knew it was crazy, but I couldn’t stop.

When I finally stopped, breathing heavily, I lay there in shock at myself. What was happening to me? Why was I suddenly feeling this way about two men—brothers, no less? But even as I questioned myself, I knew the answer. There was something about them. Something I couldn’t resist.

Luckily, nature came to my aid.

I woke up feeling restless. My mind was still clouded with the memories of last night. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself, but it wasn’t working. I needed to face them, see if they noticed anything different about me.

I stepped out of my room, rubbing my eyes, and almost bumped into someone.

“Good morning, Rochelle.”

It was Adrien. But not just any Adrien. Adrien in shorts. And nothing else.

I froze. My eyes traveled down his chest, smooth and defined, his muscles flexing slightly as he adjusted his stance. His broad shoulders, his toned arms, the slight sheen of morning dew on his skin—it all set my body on fire. He was wearing gray shorts that hung low on his hips, revealing just enough to make my heart race. I briefly stole a glance at his shorts. I saw a glimpse of it… hard and irresistible. All I just wanted to do was grab the fucking dick, and feed my mouth on it. I wanted it on my pussy, and I didn't mind begging for an early morning fuck.

“Morning,” I managed to choke out, my voice barely above a whisper.

His lips curled into a soft smile, his eyes meeting mine. “Did you sleep well?”

I lied. “Yes, very well.”

He nodded, oblivious to the storm brewing inside me. “That’s good. Aries and I were talking about maybe going for a run later. You’re welcome to join us if you’d like.”

I barely heard him. My eyes were glued to his chest, watching the way his muscles moved with each breath. I imagined running my hands over his skin, feeling the warmth beneath my fingers. My thoughts spiraled again, and I hated how much I wanted him right there, right then.

“Rochelle?”

His voice snapped me back to reality. I blinked, forcing myself to meet his gaze. “Sorry, what did you say?”

“I asked if you would like to join us for a run,” he repeated, a playful glint in his eye.

“Oh, um, maybe. I’ll think about it.” I was barely keeping it together.

He smiled again, his gaze lingering a little longer than necessary. “Alright. Let me know if you change your mind.”

“I will,” I stuttered.

“Are you okay?,” he asked, curious. He must have observed how uneasy I looked.

“Um…,” I stuttered again. How do I tell him that I wanted him to fuck me real bad. “I'm fine,” I quickly forced the words out of my mouth.

“Okay. I guess I'll see you later,” he said.

He walked past me, and I watched him go, my eyes tracing the lines of his back, the way his shorts hugged his hips. I bit my lip, trying to suppress the overwhelming desire rising in me.

I leaned against the wall, closing my eyes. This was insane. I was losing my mind, and I liked it.

It didn’t get any easier throughout the day. Every time I saw Aries or Adrien, my pulse quickened. To make it worse, they didn't go out again. Their presence was magnetic. Even the simplest things they did—like pouring coffee or reading the morning paper—had my imagination running wild.

At one point, Aries caught me staring. He raised an eyebrow, smirking. “Something on your mind, Rochelle?”

I quickly shook my head, feeling my cheeks burn. “No, nothing.”

But it wasn’t nothing. My mind was a battlefield, torn between guilt and desire. Every glance, every accidental touch, every shared laugh made it worse.

During lunch, they both sat across from me, their conversation flowing easily. I tried to focus on their words, but my thoughts kept drifting. I imagined what it would be like to have their hands on me, their bodies close to mine.

“Rochelle, are you okay?” Adrien’s voice broke through my haze.

I looked up, meeting his concerned gaze. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

Aries exchanged a glance with Adrien, then leaned forward. “You’ve been quiet. More than usual.”

“I’m just... tired,” I lied again.

They didn’t press further, thankfully. But I knew they noticed something was off. I couldn’t keep this up. Yet, the pull towards them was undeniable. I hope they can find out themselves, and come for me like hungry wolves.

By evening, I was emotionally drained but still restless. The sight of Aries in his tailored suit and Adrien in his more casual attire stirred something in me again. We sat in the lounge, sharing stories, and despite my best efforts, my thoughts wandered.

I excused myself early, needing space. As I climbed the stairs, I felt their eyes on me, and a part of me wished one of them would follow. But they didn’t.

In my room, I paced back and forth, my heart racing. I was drawn to both of them in a way I couldn’t explain. It was dangerous, it was crazy, but it was real.

I stood by the window, looking out into the night. I was completely lost, and I needed their touch. But they had yet to get the message.

Just then, I felt a presence behind me…

“Rochelle?”