Chapter 22: Hidden In Brutal Devotion: Chapter 19

Cole Opening my brother’s bedroom door wider, I take in the sight of my girlfriend sprawled out over Lucas’s chest. Love seeps from me. Two of the people I love most in the world are together, and I yearn to join them. But I won’t, not yet.

As if sensing me, Tia’s eyes open and automatically find mine. They flare in panic, and I want nothing more than to reassure her.

I creep toward her and kneel beside the bed as she rolls over to face me. The guilt coating her face assaults me, and I hate it, not when whatever she did was to reassure my brother. Help him. I can’t deny the milestone. This is for Lucas. They have a connection only they can understand, and I won’t stand in their way of supporting one another through their pain. Because I love them. Both of them.

I gently tuck a loose curl behind her ear. “It’s okay, beauty.” My lips meet hers, and I revel in the whimper that escapes her lips. I glance toward a sleeping Lucas. “Thank you for giving him comfort.”

Her eyes dart over my face, frantically causing me to shake my head. “I don’t care, Tia. I want you. Both of you, beauty.”

Her shoulders relax, and her lips turn up into a sweet smile.

“You can fuck my brother, I’m good with that.” I leave my words hanging there.

How I want Lucas, I’m not really sure, but right now, as I stand and walk toward the open door, I know my love for my brother is much more than familial.

I just hope he feels the same way.

I open the door to my brother’s office and glance back toward Tia, who’s sitting at the dining table studying. Then, I step inside.

Closing the door behind me with a soft click, Lucas’s eyes find mine as he peers over the paperwork he’s working through.

“Did you fuck her?” My tone comes out clipped.

His eyes stay locked on mine. “No.” My shoulders relax, hearing the sincerity in his voice. Lucas searches my face. “Would it bother you if I did?”

My heart hammers, and I move from foot to foot. Would it bother me? It should. But the thought of my brother finally giving in and building a relationship with the one woman I love doesn’t fill me with jealousy or anger. It fills me with intrigue and pride for them loving one another, and it also fills my cock with a need to be fulfilled to experience them together. See it with my own eyes.

It’s fucked up. I know it’s fucked up, but I want that.

I want them both.

“No. It doesn’t bother me.” I stare at him, unblinking.

His body relaxes at my words. “We didn’t have sex.” He glances away as though suddenly embarrassed. This is new for Lucas, and as much as he likes to play the voyeur and dominant, something tells me, in reality, he’s going to struggle to fulfill that side of himself.

At least he has me and Tia to help him achieve it.

“I’m not sure I can do it.”

My heart aches for him with his admittance; the broken edge in his voice leaves me eager to help him.

I step forward. “She’ll help you, man. I’ll help you.” My eyes drill into him, forcing him to turn his face toward me.

“I don’t want you to hate me.”

There’s a quiver behind his words that makes me frown in confusion. What isn’t he telling me?

I go for lightening the mood. “Well, if you think you can steal her from under me, good luck with that. Our girl loves my pierced cock too much.” I stroke along the line of my cock in my jeans, pushing my chest out when Lucas’s pupils dilate. I’m not even sure he’s aware I can see the lust behind his eyes, and not for the first time, my cock twitches at the thought of him liking me like that.

I’ve never had any experience with guys, never felt a connection toward them either. But Lucas? Lucas is different, and I know he can feel the connection too.

The chances of him acting on it are very slim, not with the trauma he suffers from.

“I have a surprise for Tia tomorrow,” he says.

I snap out of my thoughts. “Yeah?”

“She can have Harper for the day.”

This piques my interest as I move closer to his desk. “Go on . . .”

“Our lawyer argued for more time, and we got it.”

My eyebrows shoot up in surprise. “I thought it was going to take a while.”

Lucas nods. “Let’s just say Mr. Lancaster enjoys fucking his interns, so he was happy to negotiate.”

I chuckle at Lucas’s tactics and cross my arms over my chest. “So, what shall we do tomorrow?”

“We?” His eyebrows furrow.

I roll my eyes at his nonchalance. “Us. You think we’re going without you when we have only just had you?” I joke.

“No, of course not.” He stammers and drags a hand through his hair. “It’s just I didn’t think . . . I didn’t think . . . I’d . . .” His Adam’s apple bobs, forcing me to take pity on him.

“You didn’t think you’d be invited?”

He nods. “Yeah.”

I laugh sarcastically. “If you’re going to be fucking her mom, I think you need to meet her. Besides, Tia would want you there.” I shrug.

As I turn and walk toward the door, he stops me in my tracks. “I’m not sure I’ll be fucking her mom.”

I turn my head over my shoulder. “You will.” I wink.

Damn fucking right he will.

When Lucas gives in to his deepest desires, it’s going to be one big dirty fuck fest, and I cannot wait.