Page 34 of Contrition

Granted, I wouldn’t be disappointed. If it was a boundary, I would respect that.

But it was a test all the same.

Theo grunted, and before I knew it, my shirt was being torn in half.

I gasped. “Hey! That was rude!”

“I told you that wearing this damn thing was considered cheating this morning. You should have listened to me then.”

Having taken my bra off the second I laid down in bed with Theo, heat spread through my face and chest furiously as cold air forced my nipples to pebble instantly.

Asshole.

It was only a matter of seconds before I was pushed down to the bed with Theo quickly maneuvering himself to be above me. He smiled wickedly before his mouth was on my breast, sucking and biting at my flesh. The moan was practically torn from my throat as I moved my eyes to Zack again—though, he only tugged at his beard harder as he nearly growled himself.

He didn’t intervene, though.

Theo released my nipple seconds later with a pop before turning his head to Zack. “What? You both needed a push. Yes or no, Zacky-poo?”

Zack didn’t even act annoyed at the nickname.

Instead, he walked to the chair we had placed feet away from the bed, and sat down. Quickly, he lifted his hips up slightly and grabbed the base of his cock out of his bottoms. Theo and I both watched as he spread his legs a bit more and spit directly on it, all before he started pumping his shaft slowly.

I moaned as I watched eagerly. I liked watching him jerk off way too much. “Yeah?”

“I’ll watch, but I’m joining this damn bet,” he said before knocking his head to Theo. “You have until I finish. And then I’m fucking my wife, whether it’s with you or without you.”

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ZACK

Iwas being fuckingcuckedby my wife and brother.

Jesus fucking Christ.

If someone were to tell me that this would have been the direction of this entire weekend five years ago, I probably would have burst out in a fit of tears before punching a hole into the wall. Fuck, if someone told me that the events transpiring were to happen justlast week, I equally would have laughed in their faces.

And yet, I sat in a chair, fisting my cock, as I watched my brother undress and touch the love of my life.

Unreal.

“Am I allowed to give him any direction, love?” I ground out in both pleasure and patience. “Or am I to be bullied and silent the entire duration? It’s up to you.”

Estrella moaned as Zack started peeling off her jeans. “I so do not care right now. There are no rules. Just be a good boy and watch me get fucked, yeah?”

My heart lurched in my throat as my dick twitched.

That was an interesting way to find out I liked being told that I was a good boy.

“Y-Yeah. Sure, okay.”

Theo smirked at me. “Oh? Do we like that?”

Before I could have the chance to reply—likely to tell him to shut the fuck up and make our girl feel good—Estrella beat me to it. “Oh, shut up. You be a good boy yourself and fuck me already. I’ve been aching since the Ferris wheel, and I can’t wait anymore.”

I knew without a doubt in my mind that Theo and my complexion were the exact same. Fiery, red, and embarrassingly whiny with no warning whatsoever. Theo nodded before moving to unbutton his own jeans. “Yes, ma’am.”

Estrella leaned up on her elbows to watch him strip, and I outright groaned when I saw her gulp.

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