Page 23 of Created in Chaos
“Stop talking,” I blurt out.
“You shut up,” she retorts with a furrowed brow.
I slam my mouth against hers, stealing her breath and all that fight she loves to give me. My hand is already snaking down her body. There is no way I’m not branding her tonight.
Her tongue lashes with mine, giving as good as I’m giving, until I sink my teeth into her lip and her entire body stills with an exhale. Her hips roll up to meet my fingers, driving me even closer to her pussy. I use two fingers to spread her and the middle to tease her slit. She’s still soaked, so I coat my finger and push inside her.
Her entire body tenses, while mine relaxes. “My sweet little lamb is a liar,” I murmur against her skin, feeling how tight she is. A groan works its way up my throat at the thought of her strangling my cock.
I remove the tip of my finger and circle her clit instead, and her body relaxes into my touch. It’s only minutes before she’s rocking her hips and moving with me. When her back arches off the bed, I line my dick up with her opening and surge forward.
My lamb lets out a strangled sound, and those stormy eyes widen in surprise as she stares up at me. “Lucian,” she chastises sharply in a delayed response. It takes every ounce of my willpower not to come as her body tries to dislodge me.
“If you say my name again while I’m inside you, lamb, I’m going to come, and I’m not wearing a condom.” I lick up the side of her neck, tasting her skin and loving how she feels wrapped around me.
She wallops my arm, then wraps her fingers around my bicep, scoring her nails into my flesh. “If you give me anything, I will cut your dick off,” she snarls while her sweet little cunt convulses around my invasion.
I groan, jerking my hips back, then explode on the sheets between her legs, but there’s no doubt the string of cum coming from her pussy means I wasn’t fast enough when I pulled out. The visual of my cum dripping out of her tightens my balls, and an aftershock of pleasure has my cock jerking again, desperate to be back inside her.
“I’m actually going to murder you.” She glares at me after leaning up on her elbows to look at the mess I made of her and the sheets.
“I can’t wait until you try, lamb.” I don’t resist the urge to swipe my fingers over her puffy pussy, spreading my cum all over her.
She shoves my hand away with a look of outrage on her pretty face. “You’re demented.”
“I know,” I agree. “Your turn, brother, unless you need me to finish the job.”
Nova lunges for me, probably ready to rip my balls off, but I just laugh as Nox gets in her way. She settles down immediately when she’s wrapped in his arms, but her eyes are still glued to me, promising payback that makes my dick throb with anticipation.
NOVA
My chest slams into Nox when he stops me from going after his brother. He doesn’t deserve my irritation, so I stop fighting while he wraps me in his arms. “He’s crazy about you, Nova, we both are,” Nox mutters softly while stroking his fingers over my back and sides, reminding me I’m naked and no longer a virgin. The sting between my legs was so abrupt, I’m not even sure the memory of it is even real. I definitely feel sore, but surprisingly, I’m not in pain like I anticipated.
“He’s got a funny way of showing it,” I mumble, even though my words don’t feel truthful. While I know Lucian is probably certifiable, there’s some deep-rooted part of me that knows he cares about me. He wouldn’t waste his time trying to make me believe it if it weren’t true. He just doesn’t have it in him.
“Are you okay? He didn’t hurt you too much, did he?” Nox continues, brushing his lips along my skin in the process. I get goose bumps in response and nuzzle my face into his neck while I shake my head in denial.
“You can relax. We don’t need to do anything. I just want to be close to you,” he tells me sweetly. When a wave of disappointment rattles me, I realize I may be the one who’s messed up in the head, because I want him, even after what I just did with his twin.
I drag my lips over his neck and hear the way his breath changes, feel the way his grip on me tightens, and I know he wants me the same way I want him, he’s just being considerate of my feelings. I don’t know how the two brothers can be so different, yet I crave them both, and I could never choose between them.
“I want you, Nox,” I confess, confident he’s not going to turn me down or judge me for how I feel about both of them.
He bands his arm around my back and shifts us so he’s sitting with his back against the pillows and headboard and I’m over his lap. Our eyes lock, and that dark loneliness I’ve glimpsed once or twice is there, peering back at me. I stroke his cheek, desperate to make it disappear. He leans into my touch, slowly closing his eyes, as if he’s trying to hide from me. “You’re safe with me,” I whisper just loud enough for only him to hear, then I kiss his upturned lips.
Nox’s hands slide up my back and delve into my hair, pulling me closer to him. Our kiss is deep, yet sweet. He never demands or gets rough, but that same passion Lucian has is just as present in every brush of his fingers and lips.
I get tired of holding myself up, so I settle deeper into his lap, which allows me to feel how badly he wants me. It makes me forget about the achiness between my thighs and in my muscles, until all I can think about is him. When he pushes the waistband of his pants down and fists himself, the fleeting worry about the pain returns. I remind myself that I’ve been through much worse and this is something I want. The anxiousness doesn’t disappear, but it’s not consuming.
“Are you sure, Nova?” he questions between kisses.
“I’m positive.” It’s the truth. There’s no going back from this, not that I would if I could. Will I regret it tomorrow? Maybe, but that seems like a long time from now.
Nox kisses me deeper, drawing me even closer to the heat of his chest. When I feel another set of hands on my hips, urging me up, I glance over my shoulder to see Lucian right behind me. I was so engrossed with his brother, it was easy to forget we’re not alone.
Nox kisses my neck and chest, seemingly unbothered by my distraction. My heart thuds heavily with a mixture of excitement and anxiety. I don’t think Lucian will ever be able to touch me without causing some form of physical reaction. He holds me in place above his brother with a firm grip on my hips, then leans in to kiss my shoulder.
An exhale that could be called a sigh escapes from me. It’s not fair how easily he can elicit responses, but I don’t fight it. Without any words exchanged between the brothers, Nox guides himself between my legs, still holding the base of his dick. The pressure in Lucian’s hands shifts as he begins urging me down with Nox beneath me.