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“Fuck,” I groan. I hold her head and thrust my hips a few times before pulling out of her mouth, allowing her to gasp for air. Her mouth is perfect, but I’m dying to get inside of her. Her body seizes up and shakes, her mouth stretching wide. Talon moans and thrusts quicker before he pulls out and comes in hot streams on her stomach.
“Oh my god,” she says breathlessly as she looks down at her stomach in awe. We watch her as she swirls his cum around on her skin before putting her finger in her mouth, and I damn near explode on her face from the sight of it.
“My turn,” I say instead. I expect her to run, to reject me, but she doesn’t move. Talon backs away from her and sits next to her on the couch. He gives me a pointed look.
“Don’t go overboard, Tristan,” he says, but I wave him off. He’s had his fun. Now it’s time for me to have mine.
She’s so wet and slippery when I push inside of her. I pound into her relentlessly, my orgasm already coming back in full force. She’s so warm, so soft, and so fucking tight that my eyes nearly roll back in my head. How can someone so wrong be so fucking perfect? I’m already so addicted to the way her pussy feels wrapped around my cock, the way she begs me, and howsexy her whimpers and moans are when I’m deep inside of her. It’s like she’s made specifically for me—for us—and even if we find out who she is, I’m not too sure if I want to let her go.
“Such a good girl for me,” I tell her as I deliver stroke after stroke. Talon whispers soft words of encouragement to her as he palms her breasts and plants soft kisses along her jawline, but her big doe eyes remain planted on me. It’s like she can see deep into my soul, connecting with me on a level that I haven’t reached in a long time.
Who the fuck is this woman?
“Tristan,” she moans as her hands wrap around my wrists. Hearing her say my name sends goosebumps across my arms and pushes me to fuck her harder. Faster.
“That’s it, Kitten,” I growl. I relish in the way she gasps when I put her leg over my shoulder to go just a little bit deeper. Not even a few strokes later, she’s convulsing on my cock with a moan I know the perverted fucks in the hallway will hear. Her walls pulse and squeeze my cock until I can’t hold on anymore, and I quickly pull out and grab her head. She opens her mouth just in time to catch rope after rope of cum on her tongue like a pro.
She swallows and licks the head of my cock while looking up at me with her big eyes, something akin to an apology in her gaze that her mouth refuses to give.
This woman already has a hold on me, and I don’t even know who the fuck she is.
CLEO
Well…this is awkward.
Once the lustful haze of sex starts to fade, we all kind of just sit there for a moment. Considering Tristan isn’t asking me a million and one questions only tells me that Talon really hasn’t told him who I am. A part of me is relieved because I can definitely do without any drama today, but the other part of me is tired of walking on eggshells whenever he’s around. Tristan has been so volatile since the day I met him, and the longer he doesn’t know who I am, the more unpredictable he can be. He’s definitely not the sweet guy I remember, but I’m constantly having to remind myself that we all grew up and life changed us. They lost their mother and then me, and I lost the only actual family I had when I left them.
I think back to the better memories of them, when life wasn’t so fucked up.
“Hey, Cleo! I bet you can’t get up here!” Tristan calls from the tree in the backyard. I stand on the ground with my hands on my hips as I look up at him.
“Mom said not to get up there!” I say.
“Mom said not to get up there!” Tristan mocks and sticks out his tongue. “Don’t be such a wuss. Are you coming or not?”
“Beat you to the top, Cleo!” Talon says as he runs past me. I watch the way he climbs up the tree. I hate heights, but I hate looking like a wimp in front of them as well. My defiance overpowers my fear, and I climb up the tree and wiggle my way onto the branch.
The branch swags a little as I get situated and Talon looks down at the ground nervously. “I think we’re too heavy to all sit on this branch.”
“It’s probably Cleo’s big butt,” Tristan teases.
“Maybe it’s your big head!” I fire back, giving him a little shove. He bursts out laughing, which sends us all into a fit of giggles.
“You wanna know something?” Talon says when we all calm down. He gives me a small smile. “I thought having a sister was going to suck, but you’re not so bad.”
“Yeah,” Tristan says with a nod. “I mean, it would’ve been cooler if Dad got us another brother, but having a sister isn’t so bad. We’ll protect you and stuff.”
I smile. Coming to live with them has been an adjustment in itself, but they warmed up to me pretty quickly. They weren’t the happiest when I first got here, but they’ve become some of the most protective, caring boys I’ve ever come across.
“I love you guys, too,” I say.
“Ew! We didn’t say that, weirdo!” Tristan says, but he smiles anyway.
“Hey! I told you kids not to get in that tree!” Mom shouts from the patio. “It’s old and the branches are rotting. Out! Now!”
“God, way to ruin a moment,” Talon mumbles.
We all shimmy down from the tree and head over to the trampoline, lying out on it and staring up at the darkening sky.
