LOGINMOONA POV
They love me. I feel it in their touch and in their kisses. I feel it in the way they soap me down and hold me tight. I feel it in every look that passes between them, between us. Between all of us. They love me and I love them. But they’ll have to love each other too if I’m gonna keep them both. I want to keep them both. More than I wanted. Need. I need to keep them both. And if love is really love then it has to be free. If three is gonna work then love has to go all ways. I know these guys don’t love each other like that. I know they don’t wanna touch each other or kiss each other, or stick their dicks inside each other. I know they’re only doing any of this because they love me enough to share. But I want them to learn that love is love and bodies are just bodies. I want them to learn that love doesn’t come in neat boxes, and it doesn’t have stupid rules about how close someone else’s dick can be. I don’t know much about love, but I do know that. I know I’m pushing Cain hard when I ask him to kiss me down there while Brian’s dick is inside me. I feel how tense he is when he gives into the moment and presses his mouth to my desperate clit. But he does it. He does it because he loves me. He does it because he loves Brian , too. And now it’s Brian’s turn. It’s why he can’t come yet. It’s why he needs to be throbbing hard when I ask him to kneel between my legs and kiss me with Cain’s dick inside. He knows what’s coming, I know he does. His eyes are closed as I turn to face him and Cain gets to his feet behind me. “I’m not sure I can,” he says, but I know he’s wrong. I’ve seen the way he looks at Cain’s dick when he fucks me. I’ve seen the way he can’t stop looking. “Try?” I ask and he sighs. I wrap my hand around his dick as Cain pushes his way inside me. It makes me groan. My words come out on their own, and even though they sound dirty, I don’t care. “I’ll be a good girl,” I tell him. “I’ll be a good girl for you, Brian, I promise. I’ll do whatever you want, love you however you want. I’ll love you forever, Brian, I swear, no matter what. I’ll do anything you say. But kiss me down there. Kiss me so I know you can love Cain too.” “Fuck,” he says. “This is fucking insane.” I spread my pussy lips for him. Cain fucks me hard. Really fucking hard. I love the way it aches. I love the way my pussy wants to take him, even though I’m sore inside. “It’s not so bad, Brian,” Cain growls. “Just do it, man.” “Fuck,” Brian says again, and drops to his knees. I take his hair in my hands before he can change his mind. Guide him to my clit before he can think himself out of it. And it’s perfect. His mouth is perfect. “We’re gonna make you take whatever we want after this,” Cain growls and I smile. “You fucking owe us.” I sure hope so. I hope they make me take everything. Brian doesn’t stay down there long. Just a quick suck and he gets back to his feet. I take his dick in my hand and rub him, moaning under the water as Cain fucks me hard. And then Cain stops. I groan as he pulls from my pussy, taken aback as he manhandles me onto my knees. “Open that dirty little mouth nice and wide for us,” he barks, and I do, I open nice and wide. They stand under the water, both of them side by side, working their huge fucking dicks as I stare up through wet lashes. “We love you, you filthy little minx,” Cain says and spurts thick cum right onto my tongue. I let it dribble to the back of my mouth, angling my face to Brian as he groans. Cain comes hard, splattering my whole face as his dick spurts. It goes up my nose and in my eye and it stings like fuck but I don’t fucking care. I wipe my eyes and lick my lips, giggling like the dirty little whore I feel. A loved, spent, dirty little whore. Their little whore. And this little whore is just about ready for bed.MOONA POVI don’t know how long they will hold me there, but I never want to move.I’m scared I’ll fall apart without their arms around me. I’m scared I’ll shatter into pieces and never pick them all up again.I remember all the times the guy who called himself Peter touched me. I remember all the times he told me that that was what love felt like.But love feels nothing like that, and I know it now.I want to forget every second I ever spent with him. I want to feel how much I’m loved for real this time.I want to feel kind hands on my body. I want to feel kisses that give, not kisses that take.I want them. The only two men who’ve ever counted.I need to know I’m still theirs and they’re mine, and words aren’t enough.Words will never be enough now I know how easily a random guy like Mathew Connor could speak whatever he wanted in my ear.I’m still in their arms as I press my lips to Cain’s neck. Brian is still pressed to my back as I reach for him.Cain doesn’t respond at first as
BRIAN POVAnd suddenly all the pieces fit into place. She’s in a daze as she heads through to the living room and sits herself down on the slashed sofa. She pulls her knees up to her chest and hugs them tight as Cain sits alongside her and I drop to my knees on the floor. “It’s alright, Moona,” I say, “you can tell us.” And she does. She tells us everything. She tells us how happy she was to find her brother. She tells us the story of what happened all those years ago in Peter’s family home. She tells us how they thought it was her assaulting their younger daughter and leaving bruises on her arms, but it wasn’t. It was Peter, and that makes sense too. The kid was troubled when I met him, narcissistic tothe point it gave me shivers. Thoroughly dissociated from those around him. And now he’s studying law, blending into the student populous no doubt oblivious to the pain he caused the broken girl sitting before me. He didn’t mention Moona once in all our s
MOONA POVI want to tell him but I can’t. Even now I can’t let them throw Peter in prison. He’s my brother. He was there for me when no one else was. My heart is breaking worse than Cain’s, even though I can’t show him. My heart is breaking because I know I can’t come back from this, because no matter how much Cain’s eyes say he wants to forgive me, I know he won’t. I know he can’t. I know he’ll never trust me again. I wish I could say I’m sorry, but I can’t. Even though I can’t bring myself to land my brother in the shit, I can’t bring myself to confess all this either. Cain’s glaring right at me as I hear Brian’s car pull onto the drive. I want the ground to swallow me up and never spit me out again, but I’m standing right here with nowhere to run and no one to turn to.Brian doesn’t even notice the destruction as he steps through the door. He sees me before Cain but he’s already got questions of his own. “Mathew Connor was asking directions to your house in town ea
CAIN POVMy crazy idea for Brian’s career wouldn’t let go once it started. That’s why I called the bank today and set up an appointment. That’s why I marched in there with a hastily drawn up plan and opened a new account all ready to start. It’s crazy but perfect. Perfect for both of them. I can’t fucking wait to fill them in on the news.I’ve got more money than I’ve ever known what to do with, and more than enough time around work to help with the practicalities of setting up something like this. I make sure I’ve got my folder of ideas on the passenger seat as I buckle up and head for home. I know I’ll be earlier than Brian, I’ll just have to keep my mouth shut until he gets there. There’s a crunch of glass under my foot as I step inside. My brow creases as I stare down at it, and it takes me a second to realise it’s the mirror from the wall, smashed to pieces. What the fuck? Memories of walking in on Moona for the very first time come flooding back to me,
MOONA POVThe attached photo makes my heart race. A picture of the centre of Lydney. He’s here. Oh my God, he’s really here. But he doesn’t know Cain. He doesn’t know where I live now. I try to force the nerves away but they won’t budge an inch. All the filthy things I did for him come back to the pool in my belly. They make me feel sick. I used to think it was okay before I knew what real love felt like, but now I know it isn’t. It never was. What he did to me was cruel and disgusting. The way he made me use my body for him was a world away from how Cain and Brian make me feel. I don’t care that he’s my brother anymore, or that he’s holding family news over my head. I don’t care that I may never get to see them again if I don’t do what he wants. If they wanted me, they’d have found me long ago. If they still believe his lies after all these years then I’m better off without them. All the years of making excuses for him in the name of lo
I can’t believe I’m doing this, I can’t believe my dick is still hard, but it is. It’s only when I hear Cain grunt that I realise he’s not nearly so hesitant as I am. But Cain never is. Cain doesn’t have limits like I have. Cain goes all in for the pursuit of pleasure, and right now his pleasure is in Moona’s hand as she rubs his dick against mine. “Fuck,” he says. “Peen on fucking peen. This has never been on my fucking agenda.” But he doesn’t stop and neither do I. And it occurs to me, right at the back of my mind, that maybe he wants this. Maybe he’s not nearly so hung up on what all this means as I am. The thought that he might even enjoy these blurry boundaries takes me aback, but makes my dick throb. It makes me shunt closer, giving Moona all the leeway she needs to press us length to length and move us as one. Oh fuck, it feels good. It feels so filthily good. “You like it,” she whispers, “I can feel it.” I don’t argue and neit







