Tasting 229

229–Horny Much?

Nora:

The brothers were now sitting on the couch, watching TV while I kept pacing around in the kitchen,

wondering if it happened for the best that Silas found out already, or if it could have been avoided.

“What are you cooking in the kitchen that’s taking so long?” I heard Cain calling for me, and my

mouth started to turn dry.

“I am coming,” I lied; I wasn’t.

I stood near the plate of sandwiches I had made and remembered Silas‘ words.

‘He didn’t sound angry,‘ Akira uttered awkwardly.

‘It doesn’t matter. These brothers take their anger out later,‘ I reminded her of how they later use

things against me.

‘He will have to use it against his brother too,‘ she hissed.

‘Not really. I am the only one sleeping with almost all my stepbrothers.” I rolled my eyes when

recalling how stupidly and easily I gave in and

told him the truth.

‘Look, what I am trying to say is that Silas had to find out someday,‘ she was still not getting my

point. We had landed ourselves in a weird situation now.

‘And he didn’t have to. The brothers have ended things with us and are dating those three bitches.

Why would Silas have to know when we

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don’t even wish to continue anything?‘ I groaned at her, holding the plate in my hands and taking

deep breaths.

Well, says the one who had sex not even an hour ago, how did you guys end things exactly?” At

this point, I knew I had to shut her up, or I would keep losing my mind with her.

I took a deep breath and decided to walk out since I couldn’t hide forever.

I steadily reached the door and peered outside. Cain was watching the news whereas Silas seemed

zoned out. I hoped he wasn’t thinking about me and the encounters I had with his brothers.

“Here!” I walked out with a bright smile on my lips and held the plate for Cain. I remember vividly

how he had hurt me, but right now I was in such a state that I didn’t want to argue with anyone.

He grabbed a sandwich and then I moved to the side to offer one to Silas. Instead of taking just one

sandwich, he ran his hand under the plate to grab the whole thing. But at the same time, his hand

held mine from under the plate, and I swear I lost my breath. I quickly pulled my hand away while he

acted nonchalant, putting the plate on the table and blankly staring at the TV.

“So, Brody is not going to be home for a few days?” It was Silas who asked that question. I gulped

and stole a glance at him while nodding my head in response.

“Remember he had to go to his pack for work,” Cain whispered, but I heard it. He then gently

nudged his brother’s elbow with his own, winking secretly while getting caught.

“Oh right. Poor guy will have to stay out of his apartment for a while.” That smirk on Silas‘ face told

me it was no emergency that Brody was

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asked to return to us par.

to make him leave.

“You two can stay in my room,” as soon as that slipped my lips, the two paused and turned their

heads to look at me in sync.

“I move a lot in bed though. I will bother you—” Silas uttered slyly

“I will be sleeping in Brody’s bed. What? Did you think–” I pouted when I realized he thought I was

asking them to sleep in the same bed as me. What the heck was wrong with him? Why was he

suddenly thinking about all this stuff?

“You little fool! Are you crazy?” Cain slapped Silas on the back of his head, taunting him for taking it

wrong.

“I didn’t mean it that way. I was just joking.” It didn’t seem like he was, but I had to avoid further

arguments.

“I am sleepy. I will go to bed now.” That was a good idea. I would peacefully sleep in Brody’s room

while they did whatever they wanted here. At least I would be away from their prying eyes.

I got up and rushed into the room, locking the door and trying to catch my breath. After that whole

messed–up interaction, my cheeks turned red every time I saw Silas staring at me.

As I lay down in his bed, I realized it was not easy to fall asleep. But I still managed to close my

eyes and keep them shut for almost a few minutes before my phone rang and I saw Silas’s

message pop up on the screen.

When I say my heart sank in my chest, I meant it. I gulped and sat up in the bed, my phone in my

hands and my eyes on the text.

Silas: Open the door.

I bit my bottom lip, reading and re–reading the text.

Me: Why?

My hands were shaking so bad that I had to correct the spelling of the single word I sent him.

Silas: I need to talk about something.

I felt my throat getting drier, like needles were stuck in it.

Me: About what?

It took him a minute before he responded to this one.

Silas: That day when I sucked on your breasts.

The moment I read those words, I yelped and threw my phone away. What the heck! Did he really

just say it out loud?

And then another text made my phone ring again, but I was too scared to get near it as if he would

grab me through the screen and undress

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My eyes then landed on the door, the underspace, and I saw a shadow there. He was outside the

door, but why?

‘I don’t want to open the door. The minute I see him–‘ I pressed my lips tightly to shut down my

thoughts. I was aware of my body and how it would react to his sight, especially tonight. I was

feeling aroused even though I didn’t want to. And more specifically, for Silas now.

I steadily grabbed my phone and opened his text to read it, and that was it for me.

220 Horny Much?

Silas: I want to see your pussy tonight.