All Chapters of One night stand with my brother's killer best friend: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

"Did you really mean what you said? About fucking me in front of him if I…" she trailed off, reaching for the notepad and pen. "Yes," I said, stealing a kiss as I watched her write. "In a perfect world, you'll get to tell him about us yourself. When you're ready. I'll be right next to you. But if I ever see shame in you about me fucking you again, I will fuck you in front of him. I'll show him you're my whore. Just mine. There's no shame in us, Olive." The blush on her cheeks deepened with every word. I didn't flinch. Didn't stutter. She knew I meant it. "I need written proof. Sign please," she said, handing me the notepad. Free use for each other alone. I smirked. No leaving each other after you get back. That one sent a pang of anxiety through my chest, but I let it go. These were our last precious moments together. For who knew h

"Is someone going to tell me what's going on?" I asked, sitting down in between Harmon and Billy after telling the band to take five. All day long I had been getting the princess treatment. From both Harmon and Billy. Breakfast in bed. Then shopping and sightseeing throughout Japan. Not some haphazard last second thing either. It was all planned. Right down to the kimono for dinner and the tour guide that Harmon ended up firing and taking over from. I spent all day feeling like I was on a date, with my brother chaperoning. It didn't bother me one bit though. We were surprisingly comfortable. The three of us in our own little world. Just like old times. Both smiling while showering me with attention and expensive shopping sprees. Despite this, something was amiss. Obviously I wanted to know why we weren't leaving anymore. Last night it was life and death. Today we were on vacation. Radio silence. Neither one spoke a word. All they did wa

"Good call," Billy said, claiming the mug like a trooper. We collectively burst into laughter. "I'm scared too, Will. If anything ever happened to her because of me… With me is the safest place for her right now. I swear if I thought sending her home, sending either of you home, was safer, I would. Please trust me. I already lost one family. I don't want to lose another," Harmon said midway through the laughter. "You won't. Hunters don't quit on each other," Billy said, a flicker of sadness darkening his eyes as he thought of our father abandoning us. "Right?" Billy asked, looking between us, a small smile on his face once more. Harmon signaled for the band to start playing again. I forced myself not to overthink more than I already had, determined to stay in the moment and enjoy my time with my two favorite men. "Right. Let's party," I howled into the room. "Fuck knows it's been ages sinc

"Olive?" Harmon called out when my spasming body stilled abruptly with his dick still buried deep inside me. "Jesus Olivia," he said, alarmed by my lack of response. He lifted my body up gently, cradling me against his chest in his arms. Then he placed two fingers against my neck to check for a pulse. "Was daddy that bad? Fuck.You don't have to tell Will anything until you're ready," said his concerned voice as he breathed a sigh of relief. My chest heaved like I'd just run from a starving panther who hadn't eaten in a year. A strong, raging heartbeat thundered in my chest. "You always take it so well. I didn't think —" he began, rubbing my back soothingly. "We'll tell Billy tomorrow. Together. Promise," I mumbled under my breath as I gradually came to, his words hitting me all at once. My voice was so low and hoarse, my body so weak that I wondered if he heard me. How long was I unconscious?

"You didn't notice because you were getting railed, Olive," he said with mirth in his eyes, drawing me into his arms as the hot water soothed my aching body. "You don't like hot showers," I said, the waterworks making a comeback. "But you do," he said, lathering body wash on a loofah and laying it on one of my breasts. "The state of you is much more concerning," he said, looking down at the love bites littering my tits and neck. "Where else did I leave proof of daddy's hunger for you, baby girl? How much did I hurt you, Persephone?" Persephone. Goddess of death. Forced into wedlock against her will by Hades after he kidnapped her. Harmon didn't exactly kidnap me, but he did lock me up. Now he was talking about our marriage like I had no say in the matter. The parallels made me smile, despite the serious nature of what he unveiled to me as he lathered my body in soap. "If I'm going to be Persephone, I need to know everything Hades did before he became Zeus," I said in a sha