Chapter 3 Boys Will Be Boys

“What? It was just an accident. I promise I will knock on the door next time!” I said with panic, but the twins had their iconic evil smiles on their faces when they heard my begging. I could see the excitement in their pretty eyes.

“Too late to apologize, Rhea. We will help you to learn the lesson.” Dylan grinned as he walked closer. Gerard stood next to him and looked around the kitchen like he was thinking of how they were going to punish me.

My brain ran through all sorts of things they could do to me. The twins—especially—loved opportunities to torture me further. I was like their favorite toy to play with and destroy.

Often they’d encourage Simona to starve me or lock me out of the house. One time I spent a weekend sleeping in the old shed during a storm because of their ‘punishments’. They would set traps and tricks to catch me in a mess or get me in trouble just to harass me further.

I mentally tried to prepare myself as best as I could for whatever they could come up with. But nothing could have really prepared me for what was going to happen.

The Luna looked me up and down like a stain she couldn’t quite remove. She looked like she couldn’t decide what might be best to do with me. Finally, she rolled her eyes and sighed dramatically. I never thought I would be sorry to see her leave the room but some part of me called out to her. Some part of me begged her to stay because I knew the brothers had something particularly devious planned for me.

“By all means, boys, do with her what you will,” Simona said. She walked out of the room without so much as glancing back.

I looked around desperately but Myra and Jane were nowhere to be found. I was alone in the kitchen with Dylan and Gerard.

I tried to escape, but Dylan grabbed me and pulled me back in his arms. I could feel the heat from his body. My step-brothers were all Alphas and they were all over 6’2. I was like a little doll to them.

I tried to break free but to no avail. I heard the laughing above my head. Dylan looked at me like he was watching a clown.

“You think you can run away? Where are you going to go, my little sister? This is the only place you can stay. Stop trying and we will be gentle this time.”

Before I could react, Dylan pushed me out of his arms, and then cold water poured down from above my head. I screamed out because of the coldness. My whole body was soaked with ice-cold water, freezing me to my core. The searing pain of the water soaking into my skin was a shock to the system. Even worse, I felt all the warmth in my body drain away in the blink of an eye.

Gerard cracked up instantly when he dropped the bucket. I had seen it in the refrigerator. It seems they prepared it for me.

“Look at you. You look like a drowned rat.”

I shivered because of the cold and wiped the water off my face. My whole body was soaked with water and it stuck to my skin, especially my breast and my butt. I sighed deeply. At least I didn’t get hurt or starved.

“You happy now?” I said. I tried to leave the kitchen so that I could take a hot shower and change my clothes. Even though I was the one to be punished, I needed to clean up the mess. Damn it.

“Next time you should learn to knock, little sister, or it won’t just be cold water poured over your head.” Ger looked at me with his pretty blue eyes. There was a undertone of threat in them and I knew he meant it.

“I will next time. Can I go now? I need to shower and clean up this mess.” I lowered my head. I got used to obeying their absurd rules even though I didn’t want to. Even though I didn’t do anything.

When I didn’t hear a response, I raised my head, and noticed that the twins were looking at my chest. I looked down and realized the water had soaked through my shirt and the thin bra I threw on this morning. My nipples are clearly visible through the thin material. I covered them instantly, my eyes as wide as saucers. My cheeks grew warm with embarrassment.

Their expressions changed abruptly and instead of looking at me like something to destroy, they looked at me like something to eat.

I swallowed hard. Something in their eyes was strange. I had never seen that kind of look before. I hadn’t noticed I was slowly backing away from them until I ran into the counter. Gerard corned me, approaching me slowl. I could see the desire in their eyes.

What the hell?

“What is this, Rhea? Wandering around in see-through clothing. How shameless you are.”

“C-Can I please just go?” My breathing was heavy now. I kept looking around for someone—anyone—to help me. No one came.

“No one is here, Rhea,” Dylan said as he pulled me out of Gerard’s arms, forcing me to stand between them.

“It’s not over yet, but maybe we can try something new this time.” His head lowered and approached mine.

Then he reached his hand up and caught the top of my shirt. He ripped open the first button which caused the next two to open as well. My breasts were more openly exposed. I gasped audibly which the twins seemed to enjoy.

“What is that smell you have on?” Dylan asked, leaning in uncomfortably close to smell. I tried to pull away but his grip was strong. He slid his hand down between my breasts and gripped each one carefully.

“I-I don’t know, soap?” I fumbled.

Dylan chuckled. Ger leaned in now and ran his hand from my shoulder down my hip. With his other hand he pulled my shirt open a little more. I only had two buttons still holding my shirt together. I felt vulnerable and exposed but their hands were still all over me and I couldn’t cover myself up.

He started kissing my collar bone and moved down to my breast. Soon he had pulled it from my bra and started sucking hard on my nipple. I couldn’t believe how good it felt. It was a sensation unlike anything I had ever felt before. For a moment all I could was focus on Ger’s mouth and Dylan’s hands. I felt mesmorized by the feeling.

“Mm, she does smell good. You know, maybe she’s not that ugly afterall. She’s got nice big tits,” Ger said, taking a handful of my breasts and causing me to gasp out loud. “And a nice big ass.”

He continued moving the other hand under my skirt to grab my bare butt. I instively pulled away but Dylan pushed me back into place. He smiled at me wickedly and continued to run his hands along my body.

Ger had moved down and had his mouth in other places. Dylan moved down now and took my other breast in his mouth, biting my nipple lightly. I cried out loud with how good it felt. Dylan chuckled.

“You know what, you’re right. I bet someone who smells this good also tastes good,” Dylan suggested. “Let’s find out.”

He leaned in close and started to kiss my neck while his hands sild down from my breasts and between my legs. I was surprised to learn when he touched me, I was already wet.

Oh! How my body betrayed me.

I felt furious at myself but somehow it was hard to put up a fight. The sensations and feelings coursing through my body were delicious.

“She’s so wet and tight,” Dylan whispered to Ger.

I couldn’t believe it. This all felt so unreal.

I kept trying, in vain, to object and push them away but they were much stronger than me and I was in such shock about what was happening.

Was this really happening? Where the twins really here groping me and kissing me? I couldn’t hardly believe it.

Ger kept touching me all over and finally moved his hand around my neck and guided my chin toward him. His lips met mine with a harsh, desperate touch. I could feel how intense both of them were. It was alluring and intoxicating.

I wasn’t sure when I really stopped objecting. Maybe after Dylan tried to slip his fingers inside me.

Each of them leaned against me and I could feel them growing in their jeans. They were bigger than I imagined and I was certain I wouldn’t be able to take it all. That thought frightened me a little but still what they were doing felt so delicious.

The two of them continued and I felt like I was losing control. I thought about how this would end up. Would I give myself to both of them, here in the kitchen? These two boys who were my primary tormentors for years. Thinking about that awoke something in me and I felt like I snapped back to reality.

“Dylan, please stop.” I started to push them harder. They chuckled and made no attempts to stop.

“Stop lying, Rhea, you know you want it too. Nbody has ever touched you like this because no man wants you. You should be grateful we are the first one.”

“It’s not true! Let me go.”

I started to cry and felt furious that they would do this. I pushed harder and started trying to wiggle away from them. I ripped their arms away from my body and pushed again. I slapped each one of them on the face.

They both stood back and their lustful expressions were devious looks of anger now. Ger tightened his hand into a fist and I worried that I was going to get some kind of beating.

“What do you think you’re doing, you dumb slut? You obviously wanted it,” Dylan aruged, wiping his mouth. Ger adjusted himself in his pants. I inhaled sharply.

“You really think we would want to hook up with someone as nasty as you anyway?” Ger agreed. “You really are stupid and clueless.”

“You were lucky we were willing to offer you a pity fuck, you dumb slut. Now fuck it. Who wants you?” Dylan screamed. His expression turned to his usual look of disdain.

I felt horrible and dumbfounded. I couldn’t believe they had really just turned on me so quickly. I felt sick. Had this just been a sick game for them?

I screamed and broke down in tears. I fell to my knees on the floor, filled with frustration and confusion. Part of me still felt excited and wanted them to come back and touch me more. Part me wanted to run away and never return to this place.

I couldn’t believe this was happening. How could I still want them and be attracted to them at all after all they had done and put me through? I couldn’t make sense of it and I felt like I was going mad.

“Stop crying you dumb bitch. You should already know how useless and unwanted you are. It’s nothing new. Did you really think we wanted you? That someone as ugly and fat as you could turn us on and make our dicks hard?” Dylan yelled.

It made me feel terrible but also frustrated with confusion. I knew that I did. I could feel it. I could feel how much they wanted me. Why were they trying to make me feel like I was crazy? Was this just another trick? Was this just another game they played to torment me? This felt worse than anything they had ever done before.

I managed to pick myself up off the floor and ran down the hall toward my room. I slammed the door and threw myself down on the bed even though I was soaked. I cried hysterically and wasn’t sure how to feel. I had so many different emotions running through me. I couldn’t make sense of anything that had just happened.

Why would they do that? If I was really so disgusting why would they put themselves through the toture of touching and kissing me like that just to hurt me further? How far would they have gone if I didn’t stop them? What was happening?

I had been told most of my life that I was stupid, ugly and undesirable. I had grown up fully believing that. The only thing I ever wanted was to escape. I couldn’t wrap my brain around what the twins had done or what their motive was.

What was worse was I didn’t stop them in the first place and allowed them to continue. That made me furious at myself and sickened by my own feelings. How could that be what I wanted after all they had done and after all they made me feel?

These boys tortured me. Tortured me! They were awful and mean and belittled me for their own amusement. Yet they were so handsome and sexy. Feeling them against me was better than I could have imagined. My body still tingled at the thought of it.

Tears feel hard and silent down my face. I was disgusted with myself but I couldn’t stop. I wanted it. I wanted more of it. I wanted them but more than anything I wanted to run away. I wanted to escape and live a different life.

The dream of that seemed farther and farther away though.

What should I do?