All Chapters of All's Fair in Love: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

A needy whimper left my lips as Kyler’s fingers explored me. I find myself already wet.“Fuck, Princess,” He groaned. “You’re soaked.”“Kyl--” his name came out as a moan when his fingers found my clit, circling it with just the right amount of pressure, and Silas’s mouth found mine, swallowing my moans as Kyler worked me with his hand. His fingers moved in slow circles, then dipped lower, teasing my cunt.It was like we were in our own movie right now as I drowned in the sensation of both of them--Silas’s tongue in my mouth, his hand on my breast, Kyler’s fingers between my legs.My breath became sharp as I curled my toes.“Bedroom,” Silas said against my lips. “Now.”“Why?” Kyler’s voice was teasing even as his fingers continued to coax me like a honeycomb. “I think the couch is working just fine,”“Not for me. I want to see all of her. Sprawled against the sheets,” Silas said, pulling back from my lips to look at me. His pupils were blown wide, his control barely hanging on as he h

As much as I didn’t want to admit it, I wanted to see Louisa being used. I blame the videotape Kyler made. It was just…something about her face, the way she trembled and gasped like a fish out of water.The way her skin flushed pink, and her eyes rolled back. When she’s beneath me, I don’t get to appreciate that look of purse lust fully. But on tape? It was like a fucking dream, and I wanted to see it up close this time.“Put this on.” I held up a black leather collar with a silver ring. And a ball gag.Kyler’s look reflected how I felt. “When did you--”“I saw them online. Thought they would look good on Louisa.” Last week had been well…eventful. We had our first threesome together. And…I enjoyed it. Well, a part of me did. I still selfishly wanted Louisa to be all mine. But at the same time, I couldn’t deny the appeal of being together like this.Hypocrisy at its best. Louisa’s eyes were locked on the items I held. Then she locked up at me with those

66 Alec Konstantino retreated to his office, closing the heavy oak door behind him with a soft click that echoed through the hallway. Meanwhile, just a few moments after Louisa had left, Silas walked back into the house with a warm feeling in his chest. He could still feel the warmth of her kiss on his lips, her sweet essence still clung to him. With a quiet sigh, he made his way upstairs, back to the rec room. And Kyler was exactly where he’d expected to find him--sprawled on the couch with a fresh beer sitting on the table in front of him and a controller in his hand. The massive TV screen showed Bayonetta 3, and he was dispatching demons with impossible acrobatic grace that didn’t match the laid-back expression on his face. The sharp sound of gunfire and blades slashing filled the room thanks to the surround sound system. “You know you can’t avoid him forever, right?” Silas said, leaning against the door frame. Kyler didn’t as much as glance up from the screen. “Who said

LOUISA Now, let’s recap my weekend. Monday started pretty standard for me. Class. Tests. All that. Tuesday should have followed the same standard, except I got a text from my best friend saying my ex was a pedo. Then I went to meet the twins. We watched a movie, we fucked, then I came back home and Baba brought up “the talk” Wednesday through Thursday were pretty much filler days, but now, being Friday, I found myself speaking to Ayla over the phone. I rushed down my stairs at 6am in the morning with luggage in my hand. Apparently, the twins planned a weekend at the cabin for us and didn’t think to tell me until last night. I barely had enough time to pack. I loved travelling, but I always took too long to pack,k and one thing about me. Whether it was a month's vacation or a couple of days I did not pack light. I bet it was Kyler who told Silas not to tell me about it till the last minute. Tsk. “Yeah, it’s just this weekend,.” I said over the phone to Alya. “Yeah. Hah, I’ll te

70 The cabin appeared through the trees like something out of a postcard--all dark wood and wide windows, nestled right at the edge of the lake. The water stretched as far as my eyes could see, and in the mid-morning sun, it shone like the polished glass surface of a skyscraper. “We’re here,” Silas announced, killing the engine. I sat up from where I’d been dozing against Kyler’s duffel bag, blinking the sleep from my eyes. “Already?” “You’ve been out like a log,” Kyler said, turning to me with a grin. “Drooled on my damn bag too.” “No I did not--” I wiped at my mouth just to be sure. And it was dry. “Asshole.” “Made you check though.” I don’t drool, by the way. Never. Silas was already out of the car, stretching his arms over his head. I watched the way his shirt rode up slightly, revealing a strip of that perfectly carved V-line and toned stomach. A smile tugged at my lips as heat curled in my low belly. Focus. We piled out, and I took a deep calming breath. The air smelle