Page 8 of The Third Son


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“Looks like you already know how to take pretty pictures.” Kellan tossed the album back into the basket. “Don’t see why you have to go away to college for that.”

“Because I want to.”

Folding his arms across his chest, Kellan tipped his head back and closed his eyes. He stayed that way the rest of the drive home, even when they stopped in Dubois to get Arien another one of those overpriced coffees she loved. But Tanner knew his brother wasn’t sleeping.

It was dark by the time he punched the code into the gate. Matthew and Jennifer were waiting on the porch as they pulled in. Kellan jumped out of the truck and went right around to the back, the cargo door opening before he could turn off the ignition. Running to her mother, Arien followed him out.

Tanner joined his brother, who was already unloading boxes. “She’s perfect. I want her.”

“I wouldn’t get your hopes up.” Kellan tossed him a box, not looking at him. “You heard her. End of summer and she’ll be gone.”

“The way I see it, that gives us plenty of time to make her want to stay, brother.”

“Maybe.”

“A lot can happen in nine months, Kel.”

He tossed him another box and the corner of his mouth slowly lifted.

Sitting at the kitchen island, Kellan rested his elbows on black granite, drinking a second cup of coffee while he waited on Arien. Tanner was out in the stables, getting the horses ready for their ride. He hadn’t seen his dad or Jennifer yet this morning, but considering they’d shared their first night at home together as newlyweds, he figured they were sleeping in.

Course, he hadn’t slept much at all. After unloading the truck and eating a quick supper, Kellan went right upstairs to his room across the hall from Arien’s. He peeked in on her through the open crack in her door. She sat on the king-sized brass bed, organizing her clothes in neat, folded stacks. Every now and then, she’d stop what she was doing to gaze into the fire, or take in the room Grams and Aunt Kim did up for her. No doubt it was larger than the entire second floor of the little townhouse apartment they’d moved her out of.

Without a sound, he turned away, slipping inside his room. Not bothering to close his door, but then he never did, Kellan stripped off his clothes and walked buck naked to the shower in the Jack-and-Jill bathroom he shared with his brother. Even with the thought of Arien, not twenty feet away, he was too tired to jerk himself off. He thought about it, though.

When’s your birthday, baby cakes?

He was going to have to find out. She was seventeen, which made her off-limits—for now. Kellan hoped it was sooner, rather than later. They still wouldn’t be able to fuck then, damn rules, but anything else was allowed. He’d teach her, show Arien all sorts of other things.

She could take his dick in her hand and stroke him in the shower when he was too tired, when the muscles in his arms burned after working all day. She’d soap up his balls, his ass, twisting her finger up inside him. Fuck, yeah. You’re gonna be a good girl for me, aren’t you? Then he’d push himself past those pouty lips and fuck her throat.

“Choke on this fat dick,” Kellan murmured to the stone shower walls. Aroused now, he wasn’t so tired anymore.

Had she ever sucked cock before? Fuck, he doubted she’d even touched one. As soon as she turned eighteen, he’d teach her how to give pleasure, and she’d get plenty of practice.

He’d teach her to take it, too.

At the thought of laying her down right here on the shower floor, he jerked himself harder. Spreading those thighs wide, he’d get his tongue all the way up her cunt and nibble on that clit at the same time. Slide a finger or two in her ass and she’d be seeing stars.

That’s just for starters, my good fucking girl.

Yeah, he had so much to teach her, so much to prepare her for.

Did she ever touch herself? Make herself come? He could show her how. Kellan could picture Arien sitting on the bed like the very first time he saw her. Naked and so fucking beautiful. Fingering her pretty pink pussy at his instruction. Rubbing her swollen clit. Jesus. And for that, he didn’t have to wait until her birthday, now did he? Watching ain’t touching. Arien could take her fingers from her pussy and put them in his mouth. Then he could taste her.

He’d let her watch him too. Feed her his cum from his fingers.

Yeah, they could learn a lot about each other without touching.

And so much more once they could.

At midnight, Kellan lay naked in bed, hands clasped behind his head, counting the wood beams in the ceiling. Sleep wouldn’t come and it was all her fault.

“That was always the plan.”

Her lights were off, but the door across the hall was still ajar. A faint glow from the fireplace emanated through the crack.

“Fuck UC and fuck your plan.”

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