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I want more experiences like this. The both of us with her.

I didn’t think I’d like sharing her or having him watch. This was a push for him to share her with me, but having him in the back seat, watching and jacking off, was a thrilling realization for me too. I want more sharing moments with him. Now if he just can stop being so fucking stubborn and see that we can work together to pleasure our girl.

Fucking ironic that the tables have turned on me.

Watching him fuck Eden was just the appetizer. Watching him come inside her to get her pregnant wasn’t supposed to affect me the way it did. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about how he pushed my cum inside her too.

I want to keep watching him fuck our stepsister.

I want him to get her pregnant.

I want to get her pregnant too.

Not just because it’ll get us the inheritance, but because the thought of her carrying our child turns me on.

I’m completely fucked and have been since the beginning when I took this goddamn bet.

I let go of Eden and turn my focus to Asher. My cock slips from Eden’s mouth, and she sucks in ragged breaths. I glance at Asher in the back seat. He averts his gaze, his eyebrows slashed together in a frown.

He can act jealous all he wants, but he can’t take back that he got turned on by watching Eden suck my cock.

Once we get back to the dorm, I’ll pull him aside and talk to him. Maybe then he’ll see reason.

CHAPTER 40

ASHER

NIGHT 6 OF THE BET

My shoes thump against the floor as I rush into my room and close the door behind me. I sweep my fingers through my hair and crunch into my sucker. I need space from the two of them.

I don’t know why the fuck I feel like this. All I know is that jealousy and lust mix together in a potent combination that feels like I’m about to combust.

I watched the girl I’m obsessed with give my twin a blow job. Not only did I fucking watch, I jerked off to it and came with the vision of it being me that she was taking down her throat.

The door creaks open, and I whirl around, eyes narrowed and fists clenched.

Elijah slips through the crack, his head turned like he’s ensuring Eden isn’t following him into my room. When the coast is clear, he turns to me and shuts the door behind him.

“Leave,” I say through clenched teeth.

It’s a warning. There is no holding back now. My brother fucked around with my girl after he promised that she would be all mine. I don’t care that he warned me he would pursue her. She’s mine and has always been fucking mine.

Elijah glares back at me, his strides measured as he closes the space between us. “Don’t lie to me about not enjoying what happened, Asher.”

I spit the sucker stick out of my mouth. It flies into Elijah’s face. He doesn’t flinch or back off from me. The only sign of irritation is the ticking in his jaw.

“Right,” he murmurs. Then he slips his hands into his pockets. “You’re upset. Care to share why you’re feeling this way when not even half an hour ago you were coming at the sight of her swallowing me?”

I bare my teeth and crowd his space.

Elijah doesn’t back down. He stares at me down his nose and raises two fingers to push his slipping glasses back into place. “Think about how good things will be with her having both of us. The things we can do together.”

“I. Don’t. Share.” Despite growling those words, my cock jerks at the mental image of Eden taking both of us at the same time.

It’s just like looking in the mirror. That’s all it is.

“What about her?” he says. “Are you going to make her choose?”