Chapter: ~By All Means… Humour Me.~Kieran’s POV The human woman bustles about her home and gently urges us to sit. She attempts to straighten the lace table runner laying in disarray atop the oak dinette. When she spots the collection of debris and mud smeared into its surface, a sigh of frustration escapes her lips. “I’m Bella,” she says in an attempt of introduction, and her eyes land on the soiled lace. Embarrassment stains her cheeks. “Please excuse the mess. I was hoping to have things looking a bit nicer for your arrival.” She collects the dirtied cloth and glances down the deserted hallway, no doubt searching for the two men who hastily disappeared the moment we entered the cottage, one of them being the cloaked man. I can hear the timbre of their voices from rooms away, but the words are muffled, as if they’re both speaking behind a wall of glass. “C-can I offer either of you anything to eat or drink?” she tries again, gesturing to the well-worn couches. Neither of us responds. The silence unnerves her,
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Chapter: ~They Meet Finally~Caius’ POV Raymond kicks his muddied boots onto Bella’s coffee table. The movement snags the table runner, and one of her intricate, homemade baubles tumbles to the floor. I catch it just before it shatters, gently securing it against my palm. Bella loosens a breath when I hand the ornament back to her. “Thank you,” she sighs softly. “This is a family heirloom, you know. Passed down generation after generation. It’s one of the only things I packed for sentimental value when the vampires attacked our town.” She opens her palm to show me. It’s a purple trinket, delicately painted with flecks of silver and gold. She tilts it from side to side, and the colors transform. Names shimmer beneath the surface of purple glass, only visible when the light hits it just right. “My mom had it made for us,” she explains. “It has the names of each member of my family. Me, my two brothers, my mom, and my dad. At the time we teased her for it. Why get such a thing made? We all knew our names.” H
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Chapter: ~The Hooded Man.~In the speck of time that follows the vampire’s command, the world blurs. Within me, the withering ribbons of humanity shudder, curling in on themselves to make way for an unfamiliar, heavy darkness. It seeps through my being, blotting out my consciousness like overzealous ink to parchment. Whether it’s the threat in and of itself, or the threat to the safety of Klaus and myself, it triggers the half me which Mr. Consulate refers to as ‘the demon.’ I become a monster. There’s no anger. No fury. There’s no emotion. It’s merely a primal instinct to fight the threat. To win and conquer. I lower to my haunches, hissing and mentally capturing the movements of our enemies. The Secondary guards raise their weapons, poised for attack. Klaus lets out a labored breath beside me. Despite years of training, he is the weaker species. No amount of training could equip him for this type of battlefield. A battlefield where the enemy is a species I was told was extinct. Klaus attempts to mo
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Chapter: ~We Have A Problem.~Caius’ POV Beau nibbles at the keratin of his fingernail. He bites off a sliver and spits it to the side. The nail particulate embeds itself into the muddy floor beneath our feet. It is a grotesque process as his nervous gaze twitches to cover all possible angles. The trees, the brush, the road. A cloud of angst follows his movements, a shadow of emotion to mirror his every step.“It shouldn’t be taking this long,” he mutters. “We should have heard something by now.”Bella’s features pinch with worry. Rather than pace with her human counterpart, she remains at my side.“Lady Mary walked us through the plan,” she soothes, using Bonnie’s code name. “This was the only portion she couldn’t pin-point with a specific time. She didn’t know how long it would take for Mr. Secondary…”“Kieran,” I correct icily.Beau flashes me a warning glare. Perhaps the only thing worse than hearing Kieran’s title alongside Caspian’s is seeing him alongside Mr. Consulate.“Kieran,” Bella corrects with a gu
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Chapter: ~Kill Them All.~Kieran’s POV My mind continues to drift. It’s as if each of my thoughts are splinters of wood floating across the ocean’s surface, each of them being pulled to the heavy current that begins and ends with the hooded man. I pick apart the vivid memory, memorizing each of his features as best I can. Even with my immortal abilities, I know I’m not immune to the fragility of a moment captured in the mind’s eye. As time evolves, memories twist and contort, shaping themselves to suit the needs of the minds they serve.I want to preserve this one as best I can to preserve him as best I can.Mr. Consulate leads us through the small market, delivering on the promise he made at the conclusion of his speech. Hope bled from the eyes of Secondaries and Humans alike as he spoke of peace and a new world. A better world. They believe this is an honor to have his presence in a place where they create and maintain their livelihoods. I see this stroll for what it really is, an opportunity to indu
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Chapter: ~ A Hooded Figure In The Crowd.~Kieran’s POV Mr. Consulate adjusts his vest, sweeping his fingers along the thick material embroidered in swirling patterns of gold. A Secondary bracelet dangles from his wrist, shimmering and flickering its dazzling shades of silver as he fusses over his appearance.“This is a big day for us, Kieran,” he says, eyeing me in the mirror. “Being able to announce and celebrate our union with our entire kingdom.”His pointed features cast shadows beneath his dark hair and sharp, light eyes. I imagine there are a great number who appreciate his appearance. Regal, handsome, and confident.I spare a glance to my own reflection from behind him. A slender stature and pale face stare back at me, illuminated beneath the dim lighting. Their masculine features remain unresponsive to Mr. consulate’s excitement, save for the slight tensing of a pronounced jawline.I blink and run a hand through the thick strands of hair that have been styled to the side. My tunic and vest match Mr. Consulate’s.
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Ryan’s face was buried in my neck, his hot breath fanning my skin, his chest crushed to mine as he kept a steady motion below.
“Ryan… please,” I moaned.
“Please what? Say it.”
A wet spot was gathering in my underwear. I was dripping, and my impending orgasm lingered so fucking close to the surface, I was starting to freak out.
“I want this. Please. So good.” While my brain was screaming, “He's my twin's boyfriend!”
The following two minutes happened in a blur of overwrought sensation I could no longer control.
Ryan’s hand disappeared between us, and he wrenched my underwear down enough to expose me.
He shoved two slicked finger into my hole to prep me and I clenched hard around them.
In seconds, the thick head of his cock breached the tight rim of my hole and we both grunted and groaned at the same time as he buried himself deep to the hilt.
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Chapter: I Want My Asshole Stepbrother VENZO A few days after my first session with Nico, I can't seem to stop myself from thinking about how good it felt with him. Distraction is something I’ve gotten very good at over the years. A skill I learned to hone when I was just a kid. Enduring stuff that makes me uncomfortable while pretending I’m not is a bit of an art form for yours truly. I try to distract myself with studying my books and with football but it's so easy for my mind to go back to that couch and Nico’s stupid mouth. My phone lights up with a text from him. #### NICO: Come over tonight, I want to show you something. NICO: I sent you some $$ NICO: Just thought you might want to see some of the comments… There’s a picture attached; a screenshot of comments from his OnlyFans account. My blinking becomes rapid while I read them… Strangers on the internet calling me sexy and gorgeous and hot as fuck. DMs from Nico’s fans asking for more, offering even more money for more content… And my
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Chapter: I Want My Asshole Stepbrother IVNICO Oh God, fuck me, it feels really fucking good and I don’t understand why… It’s just a hand. A rough one, without any lube. In theory, it shouldn’t feel good. But it does. It feels awesome. Sliding my left hand beneath his arm, I grab his dick, and this time, he makes a noise. “See?” I stroke slowly. “It feels…” “No, it doesn’t.” His voice shivers through the words. “It’s just because your hands are soft… Like a girl’s.” “Whatever you say.” I give his dick some gentle tugs, stuffing my fingers down into his pants to get it all. Turns out only about half of it is exposed, which means it’s even bigger than I thought it was. I’m not jealous, though… His is pretty much the same length as mine, except for his foreskin advantage. The mutual jerking continues at a leisurely pace, and as much as I’m trying to fight it, his hand pulling uncoordinatedly on me feels exceptionally good. We’re both leaned back, side-by-side, his eyes closed and jaw straining while I can’t keep
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Chapter: I Want My Asshole Stepbrother IIINICOAs soon as I step back into the room, his face drops. “Oh, man… I already don’t like this.”“Stop being such a whiny bitch.” I set the tripod up opposite the couch.Then I place my laptop on the coffee table, opening it and bringing up PornHub. “Find something on there you like. Whatever you would watch when you’re alone.”He gives me an angry-deer-in-headlights look, to which I roll my eyes yet again. “Just do it, Enzo,” I breathe, switching off the TV, then setting up my phone to record.It still takes him a second, but eventually, he leans forward, scrolling through the available porn. I stay standing, giving him space as he settles on a video. It’s girl-on-girl, and I try to keep my scoffing in check.Someone’s really invested in proving how straight he is right now.He presses play and the video begins, volume down low as the people on the screen start doing their thing. And I press record on our video, hoping like hell this will work out.I don’t want to admit that I’m ne
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Chapter: I Want My Asshole Brother IINICOHe seems defeated, like a broken man in a way, but he’s still the one moving forward with this, at a much more rapid pace than I expected. I mean, shit… I expected him to punch me in the face and storm off. Now he’s sitting on the couch, talking about terms??He must be really drunk… “Terms…” I repeat the word, ambling over and taking a hesitant seat next to him on the couch, making sure to leave a few feet between us. Still, he scoots away from me.“First off, we split everything fifty-fifty,” he says, watching her for a moment, before peering at me. “No greedy bitch skimming off the top.”I roll my eyes. “Fine, but you need to help with the marketing. I’m not gonna do all the heavy lifting while you sit back and reap the benefits.”He scoffs. “Trust me, this won’t be fucking easy.” His eyes scan me for a split second.I squint at him. “Why are you acting like you’re doing me some huge favor by even considering this??”“Uh, because I am,” he grunts.“No, we’ll both be doing s
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Chapter: I Want My Asshole Stepbrother INICOApproximately fifteen days ago, I found out that my mother’s husband, my stepfather, TomRyder, is broke. Like, broke as a joke. Meaning no extra funds for anything, especially his stepchild.The credit card that I had for emergency purposes which was conveniently how I paid for all my food, clothing, transportation and literally everything stopped working two days later. It was pretty humiliating being a twenty year old calling Mommy and begging for a few bucks to feed myself until I can find a job on campus. But I had no other option. All the accounts dried up almost immediately, including my own, which, let’s face it, only had money in it because my mother would deposit some every week.Bella, my best friend came over last week while I was in a downward spiral.“What am I gonna do??” I’d asked her, pacing around the room. “I’m completely fucked… The financial aid I applied for doesn’t even cover all of my tuition for next semester, let alone housing.”“How much do you need?”
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