Sweetness of her juices
Aiden managed to walk back into the ballroom but his mind was torn, about Alex . About Kate.
It’s literally more about Kate. Fuck! That trickle of familiarity. That sweetness of her sex that makes him feel they’ve been intimate before now.
It hammers in his head like a roaring bell. He can’t scratch it off. Her soft mewls of pleasure, it was all too familiar but his mind doesn’t clue him in.
Had he had Kate before?
Where?
How?
His mind reeled with questions. Kate felt like his home, just like her.
No. No. Kate had revived those feelings he killed after Cheska suddenly evaporated from his
life…their life. Cheska left him torn, broken, pieced. He was a broken at her sudden disappearance. He thought she was dead but nothing proved she did die.
What Cheska did made him close off. It made him kill whatever part of him that hungers for emotions, for love. Affection. Intimacy.
It was after Cheska's disappearance that they became the real sex gods. Fucking without pity. Shame. Remorse.
They just fuck whatever pussy they want. They’d lodge in a hotel, pick a girl or two for themselves
and enjoy. Riding the cunt senseless.
Their broken hearts healed through their triad sex or foursome. Aiden knew Alex healed and
he did too. They forgot about her…their first love, and embraced whatever life had to offer.
They didn’t make lemonade out of the lemon life offered. They swallowed the lemon, let the bitterness sputter around them until the sour taste evaporated from their tongue.
That’s how the real sex gods of Brazzers became what and who they’re. However, with Kate’s appearance in their life, things are blatantly changing.
Kate have dredged up a part of him that died when Cheska left. He wondered if she did the same to Alex.
Oh, maybe she really did and that’s the reason Alex’s behaving in such a manner.
But hey…they shared Cheska even then. They shared other
women too so why is it different with Kate?
Aiden shook his head. Silent footsteps into the crowded ballroom.
His eyes searched around for Mike but he wasn’t there, until he looked back and saw a figure walking into the crowded hall from the balcony.
Mike’s face doesn’t look too good as before, what happened? He thought, watching as his pal
walked to his fiancée and breezed a kiss over her cheek.
Aiden pushed against the table he rested his elbow on and crossed the space to get to Mike.
“Mike…”
As if electrocuted, Mike shook, whirling to see Aiden.
“What’s wrong, man?” Aiden asked, arching his brows.
“Oh fuck, Aiden. You just scared shit out of me.” He uttered, his eyes darting everywhere but
Aiden.
That was a lie. Alex’s words makes him feel like sheet. A real ass shit. That’s why the sight
of Aiden electrocuted him.
No…Aiden must not find out he took part in this by blackmailing his brother. He fucking shouldn’t.
But what Alex did...damn! It’s…makes Mike feel a deep stroke of guilt whenever they meet. Making him want to let the cat out of the bag but it’s not his secret to tell.
It fucking isn’t.
“Where is Alex?” Mike managed to ask to ease his moment of tension and guilt. He darted his eyes around but when he dropped them back on
Aiden, he saw him shaking his head.
“Already left…with her.” He added the last part with a growl.
Hell, Mike has sensed what’s going on. Aiden has a thing for Kate.
He fucking does….
“What do you think Alex’s problem is?” He asked.
By now, they excused themselves away from Mike’s woman and started strolling through and
weaving their bodies against the throng of people.
“By that you mean?” Mike probed.
He heard Aiden huff a sigh as if something heavily weighted is draped across his shoulders.
“Alex is distancing himself from us…did you notice that?”
Mike fisted his hand by his side. The glass of wine seating perfectly in his other hand clenched the smooth glass with repressed fury.
Guilt. It hovers around him. He doubt Aiden hadn’t noticed. Or maybe he has but is pretending.
He gave a shrug and nodded. “Yeah, maybe dude has a lot going on in his personal life.”
Aiden chuckled. Their brotherhood is so strong they don’t really have a private life. He and Alex have the same blood running through their veins. So what shit is he facing that will break the tight bond they had?
It’s a difficult jigsaw puzzle for Aiden to fix. He ran his fingers at the corners of his mouth.
The truth is….the weight of the secret was too heavy on Alex that he wanted some reprieve. So in other to get that, he told Aiden they
should live separately. But Aiden was sure the change didn’t start then. It started since Kate.
Why her?
“I doubt that.” He let out. “But I can’t seem to twist the shits together.”
“Hmmm….” Mike practically sighed.
“But Mike…there’s something about Kate that makes me feel confused.”
Those words made Mike stop instantly.
“What could that be?” Mike literally bored his sharp eyes into Aiden’s.
“Her kiss is familiar. A cloud of familiarity wrap around me when my sex is buried in hers.
I can’t seem to wrap my head around it.” He strung the words out.
It can’t be what Mike’s thinking. Maybe Aiden was hinting at another thing. However, no words
left his lips. He just stared. Silence.
“Most of all, why her?”
Mike shot him questioning brows.
“I mean. Why her? Since her appearance in our lives things went south”
Mike doesn’t know if the question is rhetorical. He. Just. Stared.
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Silence wrapped around them all the while he steered the car to Angela’s place. But Kate was all too aware of the viscous seed of the two brothers drifting from her cunt to her inner thighs.
The way they fuck her. Take her. Ravish her cunt makes her more vulnerable to them. Makes her love them more.
Her heart is fluttering in her chest. Filled with love and desire for them.
However, the coldness seeping from Alex is scary. It scares shit out of her.
Why is he so angry? She can’t tell but…
Even though Kate doesn’t want to admit, she know it’s because Aiden became intimate with her.
Because he took sexual pleasures from her.
“Good night, Kate.” Alex muttered when he brought the car to a halt in front of Angela’s place.
She swallowed against the lump lodged in her throat. Then sucked in gulping air.
She fumbled with the door, slid out as the coldness oozing from Alex sizzled through her.
He said nothing. He didn’t blink. He didn’t budge. He just geared his engine and drove away. Kate looked after his car until it disappeared into the horizon.
He’s gone. Left without a word.
Why?
She felt someone behind her even before the person spoke.
She just muttered then. “He just…left, Angela.” The sigh that left her lips was wrapped in bitterness.
“What happened, Kate?” Angela asked as she draped her arm over Kate’s shoulder and walk her inside.
