SHE FUCKING RAN FROM US, barely glancing toward me before scurrying to her room. She should. She should lock herself in there and never come out. If she knew what was inside my head, she would. The moment she was gone, I turned to himâ¦
âLook at me like that, T, and Iâll lay you out.â
âLook at like that, brother, and Iâll do more than lay out.â
His lips curled into a snarl. âYou gonna do this here?â
âItâs my house.â
And itâs about time you remember that.â
Calebâs door opened and he strode out. âRemember what?â
âThat little brother here has had long enough to get rid of that chip on his goddamn shoulder.â
âNick,â Caleb cautioned.
âNo,â my brother snapped, turning his pissed off glare my way. âItâs about time we had this out.â
âIâm not doing this,â I forced the words through clenched teeth.
âFine, walk away, go and hide in your goddamn room like youâre so damn good at. But this shit to stop, Tobias. Mom wouldnâtâ¦â
He didnât have time to finish. I lunged across the landing and swung, hitting the bastard on the jawâ¦then we went to the floor when he swung back.
Caleb roared as I straddled Nick.
But I didnât hear him.
that word roared inside my head as I swung, connecting with my brotherâs cheek. His head snapped sideways, turning that hot, pissed off look in his eyes to cold, hard rage.
I swung again, unleashing a tirade of blows until my rage became all I cloud see. Some connected, some missed, driving through the air an inch from his nose. It didnât matter who I hit. I just needed to get it out. Get it all out. All the pain and the hurtâ¦all the fucking loneliness.
Nick unleashed a hard blow, catching me right on the nose.
Stars erupted behind my eyes as I rocked backwards. The bastard didnât waste the opportunity, grabbing me around the throat with both hands and shoving me off him.
he yelled as the sound of dadâs car drifted in from outside.
The engine of his Mercedes only infuriated me more.
I swung again, even as Nickâs grip around my throat clenched tighter.
The blow landed on his cheek once more, in the same spot as the last one. His cheek was already red, his eyes wild and teeth bared as laughter came from the doorway and spilled through the house.
âWeâre back, boys!â Dad called.
That bitch summoned her ownâ¦
In an instant, my rage was consumed into a vacuum, and my world along with it. I shoved away from my brotherâs grip on my neck, sucking in hard gulps of air.
Nick stabbed his finger at me as he shoved up to stand, the corner of his lip bloody.
I didnât care that he was bleedingâ¦didnât care about anythingâmovement came from the corner of my eye. I turned my head, finding her standing in her doorway, eyes wideâ¦watching us in horror. The way she stood there, so fucking smallâ¦
A reminder of everything Iâd lost.
My gaze went to that ugly fucking mark on her cheek as I strode closer.
She flinched and took a step back, her eyes darting to my brothers behind me. I couldnât stop itâ¦couldnât stop from grasping around the throat with one hand, my thumb grazing her pulse, barely hard enough to hurt her, and forced her against the wall, dropping my mouth to her ear. âYou think I donât know what you did?â Hard breaths burned deeper. âSo, youâll show him and not me? Weâll see about that, Rythâ¦
âFuck you,â she gasped under my grip and forced her gaze to mine. Tears shimmered in her eyes, but under that was something else.
Thatâs what it was.
that fucking whore downstairs called.
That ugly mark turned even darker on Rythâs cheek. I curled my lips at the sight before shoving away. She gasped and coughed, touching the red mark Iâd left behind.
âYouâre losing it, T,â Caleb snarled beside me, closing in so they wouldnât hear downstairs. âLeash itâ¦
âOr else what?â I jerked my gaze to him.
what âBoys?â our father called out.
I just held my brotherâs stare. I wanted to punch the fuck out of him, too. I wanted to hit them all and keep hitting them. I turned my focus back to Ryth.
own I sucked in a hard breath, and that faint, unmistakable scent of vanilla plunged inside me, invading my nose and my senses.
Until I turned and strode for my bedroom, slamming the door behind me with a .
I stood there in the middle of my room, listening to their muffled words as they tried to console her. A door slammed a second later. I didnât need a goddamn map to know whose it was. My chest rose and fell as that savagery inside me calmed to wounded-fucking-lion level.
her choked words resurfaced.
The little bitch didnât know who she was playing with. I clenched my jaw and glanced toward the bed, my gaze seeking out the corner of her white cotton panties as they peeked out from under the spare pillow.
Thereâd been fire in her eyes when sheâd said that.
The knowledge of that moved deeperâ¦so my little mouse was growing some teeth. My cock twitched, even as the damn side of my face throbbed. I touched my tender jaw and winced, but still that hunger rose inside me.
The little fucking mouse.
I strode to the bed, grabbed her panties, and lifted them to my nose.
I reached for the zipper of my pants, then grabbed my cell from beside the pillow and brought up Nickâs message.
Sheâd showed Nick her cuntâ¦
I reached inside my pants and gripped my cock. Christ, I was already hard.
I closed my eyes. Sheâd fuck him. I just knew it. Sheâd fuck Caleb, too.
All three of usâ¦taking turns with her.
The way we fucked, weâd ruin her by morning. Iâd barely fisted myself before my balls tightened.
Sheâd be our little secret, our own private fucking whore. Sheâd do anything we wantedâ¦
My ass tightened and the vein under my cock kicked as I came hardâ¦and fastâ¦and empty.
I opened my eyes. The thought of that resounding inside the darkness. I barely felt the ache in my jaw anymore. All I felt was that hunger, and the image of all three of us riding her into oblivion. My fingers shook as I dropped my cock and grabbed my cell, opening up Nickâs message once more.
and pressed send.
A second was all it took for him to reply.
I lifted my gaze from the message. That image of her underneath me while my brothers fucked her mouth and her ass rose inside me.
Silence. Silence while I waited for him to get it together. He was never the sharpest tool in the shed. Or maybe he didnât have the balls. Maybe he was comfortable fucking a bitch who he knew cheated on him.
I looked down.
âYes,â I murmured, my face hurting as I smiled. âWe all are, brother. Nowâ¦â I glanced toward my door. âHow to convince Caleb he wants this as much as we do.â
I didnât know how to do it.
But I knew I wanted it.
I wanted to see her as she bucked and screamed, pleading with us to stop.
And I wanted to see her finally give in, give in to what her body cravedâ¦to usâ¦I opened my texts and started typing.