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Tanner kissed her before you.
For fuck’s sake, she reached for him, speaking her vows to you.
Kellan turned away and strolled over to Grams. “Tell ’em I’ll be upstairs in fifteen minutes.”
Maybe it was true.
Arien might love his brother, but Tanner sure wouldn’t be the one to fuck her first.
Spying from the sitting room, he could see her.
In an ivory silk robe, she chewed on a fingernail, pacing at the foot of the oversized bed. Arien didn’t know her old room would be gone when his grandmother escorted her up the stairs. He and Tanner remade the suite just for her. Meant for it to be a surprise. Besides, did she really think they’d keep separate rooms and take turns visiting her across the hall?
You made your bed, baby cakes. Now you’re gonna lie in it. With me. And my brother. Every. Fucking. Night.
He was trying to ignore the churning in his gut, trying to convince himself what Cassie said she heard wasn’t true. But the longer Kellan waited, the angrier he got.
Tanner opened the door and softly closed it behind him. He saw the relief wash over her face. The unmistakable joy as she jumped into his arms and kissed him.
Setting her down, his brother tenderly combed his fingers through her blonde waves. “I want you, pretty girl.”
“I want you too.” Sliding her hand inside his boxers, Arien kissed him again.
“Slow down, baby. We have to wait for Kellan.”
He smirked. Yeah, you do.
“Where is he?”
“He’s coming.” Tanner kissed her forehead. “We should be ready for him.”
“Huh?”
Pushing the silk off her shoulders, it landed in a puddle on the floor. Standing there naked, her back was to him. Kellan couldn’t see her face as his brother led her to the bed. He peeled off his boxers and drew back the covers. Then, with his cock jutting outward, Tanner sat back against the headboard.
“C’mere, pretty girl.”
She hesitated.
“Are you scared?”
“Not exactly.” Arien got up on the bed, and pulling her between his thighs, Tanner held her back to his chest. “Shiloh told me it’s gonna hurt.”
“Maybe a little bit.” Kissing on her neck, he rubbed her nipples. “But then with how much we’ve been finger-fuckin’ you, it might not.”
“That thing between your legs is a helluva lot bigger than your fingers.”
And my thing is bigger than his, baby cakes.
“Relax, pretty girl,” Tanner soothed, massaging her shoulders. “Kellan’ll get you nice and wet. Make you feel good. He ain’t gonna hurt you.”
“What are you gonna do?”
“Hold you.”
I think that’s my cue.
“You love me, pretty girl?”
