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Chapter 2o
Jacob
What does a robot do after a one-night stand?
He nuts and bolts.
My love collapses on my chest, her clam spasms around my meat, and I can feel the mixed releases from all of us leaking out of her, dripping down my still-hard penis.
Macon pulls out of her, a satisfied smile on his face that has more softness than usual.
We’ve shared girls before between us, and typically, he leaves the moment he’s done, leaving me to provide any aftercare to the girl.
Now, he’s staring at Cherry as if she’s been what he’s been waiting for this whole time.
My arms tighten around her protectively instinctively, and I don’t miss the hurt that passes over his face before he masks it.
“Don’t worry, brother. I won’t hurt her,” he says, lying next to us and stroking a piece of pink hair that’s fallen over her face.
Cherry mutters in her sleep and burrows her face further into my chest.
“I want her Macon. More than I’ve ever wanted anything.”
“Is she the one you’ve been obsessed with for the last few months?” he asks me, and all I can do is nod my head.
I’ve seen her on the streets and in the local stores, and I’ve been obsessed with her from the first moment I saw her.
We were doing work at the local DNF bookstore when she walked past with her friend, laughing, and I swear I fell for her at that moment.
She was gorgeous, and her multi-colored hair had silver tinsel throughout it for the holidays.
I was mesmerized like a magpie with shiny things.
“I think she’s the one Jacob. The one we can share and not worry about a girl coming between us,” Macon whispers into the dim room.
Braylen and Brad disappeared a while ago to arrange some food and drinks for Cherry, giving my brother and me a moment alone with her.
I don’t mind sharing her.
Macon and I spoke about it a few years back, but his fear of being hurt always got in his way.
“What about the others?” I asked, my hand instinctively skimming up and down the girl's back as she rested in my arms.
“They want her too, it’s obvious.”
“So, what do we do?”
“We talk to them. Men to men and let them know that we have no intention of giving her up,” Macon says, his eyes fixated on Cherry’s sleeping form.
“Let’s just hope she’s interested,” I mutter, tightening my arms around her.
Maybe – just maybe if I hold onto her tight enough, I won’t lose her after we all wake up in the morning.
Brad and Braylen return a few moments later, carrying a tray of food and bottles of water.
Braylen frowns at Cherry’s unconscious form and sets the tray at the bottom of the bed, pulling her from me.
My soft dingaling slips from her canyon and flops onto my stomach.
