“You’re confusing the fuck out of me now!” I say, shaking my head.
“I’m confusing the fuck out of myself,” he laughs.
As if my body can sense Ellie’s arrival, my heart beats a little faster. It’s warm in the room, and I wish I wore shorts rather than my thick grey joggers. I inhale deeply and slowly, trying to calm myself and hating the nervous sensation in my belly. This isn’t like me. I’m the one who keeps his head in a crisis. The one who always has a plan.
Except this isn’t my plan. It’s Sebastian’s. Maybe that’s why the footsteps outside the door, and Ellie’s gentle laugh, set me on edge.
When she walks through the door, the atmosphere in the room changes. Our eyes meet, and the electricity that pulses between us is so powerful, I brace my arms behind me. She scans for Micky and smiles when she finds him waiting for her, too. Seb closes the door behind them, and then there is a long moment of silence.
Static-filled silence.
This is a mistake.
Even as the thought registers, I hate myself.
Ellie bounces on her toes like she’s readying herself for a race, and I guess she is, in a way. What happens next won’t be easy on her, physically or emotionally.
I get to my feet, rising to a foot over her.
“You sure about this, Ellie?” I want her to say yes with absolute certainty. I want her to tell me that this isn’t just about sex. I want her to confirm that the urge I have to possess this woman, mind, body, and soul is reciprocated.
Her dark eyes fix on me and gazing into them feels like being drawn into a vortex. “I’m here, aren’t I?”
“Not without a dare.”
Sebastian clears his throat and wraps his arm around Ellie’s waist. “Well, I am thrilled you are. In fact, you can feel just how happy I am right now.” He takes her hand and presses it to his cock, and as Ellie grips his length and moves her hand, her eyes find mine again, this time narrowed with defiance.
Despite the unanswered question hanging in the air, seeing Sebastian’s hand roaming under Ellie’s white tank while he mouths her neck makes my cock swell. I didn’t really believe that this was going to happen until now.
Micky rushes to take place in front of Ellie. When he kisses her, she hooks her free hand around his neck and stands on tiptoes so that he doesn’t have to bend too far.
Watching my brothers make a sandwich of the girl who’s dominated my dreams for years is fire-hot, but I’m also the only one standing around like a spare part. In the closet, I had Seb’s position, and I enjoyed being behind. I enjoyed being the one to whisper in Ellie’s ears and hold her wrists. I relished having that place of control.
When Micky drops to his knees and lifts Ellie’s skirt, revealing her bare pussy, I almost fall to my knees too.
“No panties,” Micky practically gasps.
“Good girl,” Seb says, pinching Ellie’s nipple.
And what does Ellie say?
“Colby, are you going to stand around watching, or are you going to get involved?” She bites her lip and cocks an eyebrow. Everything about her posture and expression is a challenge.
A challenge to possess her physically but not touch her heart. A dare to go further than we should go with our stepsister, but not as far as I want.
Can I do it? Can I follow the path that Seb has set us on? Can I let Ellie get away with taking what she wants and holding the rest at arm’s length?
Now those are some excellent questions.
17
MICKY
If Colby fucks this up, I swear I’ll kill him.
I’m inches away from the prettiest, sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted, and my triplet picks this moment to have a conscience implanted in his dick.
For a moment, I acknowledge it would usually be me who’s the most bothered about people’s feelings.
Why has Colby had a triplet personality transplant suddenly?
Because he has deep feelings for Ellie? It’s the only reason I can come up with.
Whatever the reason, I can’t let him ruin this for the rest of us. Seb’s right. We must believe that this dare can take us in the right direction. Closer to Ellie.
Leaning forward, I let my tongue slide between Ellie’s legs, feeling the nub of her clit on the very tip, flicking with just enough pressure to make her moan.
Colby mutters an expletive under his breath, and I look up to find Ellie in a staring contest with my him. I have no idea how she’s keeping her eyes open while I’m doing this, but her challenge to my bossy older brother makes me smile.
“You’re not the boss of me,” Colby says, his voice low and dark. “Just because my brothers are on a mission to serve you doesn’t mean I am too.” There’s a pause, and I expect him to walk out the door. That’s how seriously disapproving he sounds. But as I lick Ellie’s clit again, Colby clears his throat.