Page 31 of Hold Your Breath

“I hate to break it to you all, but it’s almost nine. We need to get up,” Willow informs us in her sexy-as-fuck post-orgasmic voice.

I look over at the antique clock on the wall, and dammit, Willow is right. Last night was a blur of fucking, and lots of it. Yesterday, we spent the day lounging around the house, eating snacks and watching movies, all things we don’t get to do very often. It was nice to be able to just chill. Willow was nervous last night because her family will be here soon, and as much as she wants to have our backs and throw herself into the mix, we told her we will leave it up to her. If she isn’t ready and wants to see where it goes first, we all understand. Shit, it’s taken Micah years to introduce us.

“Fucking hell, we need to get dressed. Our parents should already be here,” Micah huffs out.

We all get up and find our discarded clothes from last night. Willow locates the outfit she and Jace put together and takes it into the bathroom. Jace and Micah leave the room to shower elsewhere, but I sneak into the bathroom with her. I watch as she gets underthe water, noticing she hasn’t tried to wash off the marker. Not that it would do her any good—Jace would simply mark her again.

“Can I join you?” I ask, and she whips her head to the side, startled that someone else is here, but she nods eagerly. I strip out of my sweats and step into the shower. As she smiles at me, I take her hands, pulling her body closer.

“Are you ready for today?” she asks.

I shrug. “I suppose, but they’re not my family. Of course, I hope they like me, but if they don’t, as long as I have you all, that’s what matters.”

“I’m nervous about drawing attention to myself,” she admits. “But I also know Micah will take the brunt of it.”

Micah told me his family do Easter lunch here on the Saturday, and some of the family prefer to drive home and spend the Sunday with just their immediate family. I can respect that, and now that our unit feels complete, I can see the merit in not working Easter and spending the morning in bed, making my woman breakfast before we stuff ourselves full of chocolate. Shit, I didn’t buy Willow an Easter present. I hope one of the guys thought to buy her something. I’m sure Jace was all over it.

“Of course he’ll protect you. He won’t let you take them on without him.”

“It’s weird,” she says, squirting body wash onto a loofah and soaping it up before placing it on my chest. “I always thought he didn’t like me, though I spent the first couple of years secretly fantasizing about my hot stepbrother. But now, after this weekend, I don’t see him as my stepbrother any longer.”

I chuckle as she lowers the loofah to my abs. “He has never seen you as his sister, not since you were eighteen, anyway.”

“I wish I knew that before now.”

“Turn around and place your hands on the tiles.”

Her soft movements over my abs have gotten me so turned on, and I’m even harder when she immediately does as I ask, spinning and placing her hands on the wall. I step up behind her, grabbing my cock. I have to bend slightly to make it work, as she is shorter than me, but who cares? And when I slip inside her, it feels like home.

“This is going to be quick.”

She nods as I thrust into her as hard as I can, and she shouts, “Fuck, Zac! Faster!”

The water streams down over us, and I answer her demand, fucking her into the tiled wall. Her lusty cries get louder, and I do nothing to stop them. If her family is here, fuck them—they can hear how I make her feel. The thought alone makes me puff out my chest, and if I was a bird, I would fluff out my feathers.

The second her pussy clamps down on my cock and she cries out my name, my balls tighten, and I let myself go. When my release is done, I pull back and spin her around. Then, using two of my fingers, I push my cum back up into her.

“Don’t wash that out. I want my cum inside you, and when it dampens your panties later, you’ll remember that you’re mine.”

She shivers at my words and nods as I turn the water off.

“Willow?”

Her entire body goes stiff. “Shit, that’s my mom.”

“Just remember, you are an adult. Having a man in your room is not a crime.”

She snorts. “Remember you said that when she is planning our wedding over lunch.”

I step out of the shower and reach for a towel. “Willow! Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry.”

Her mother’s eyes track down my body and I don’t miss the way they widen when she reaches my cock.

I wrap the towel around my waist, expecting her mother to leave, but she doesn’t. I grab a second towel and block her mom’s view of her daughter, then wrap the towel around her body, pressing a kiss to her lips. “I’ll meet you downstairs.” I wink at her and turn back to face her mom. “It’s nice to meet youfinally, Mrs. Brooks. I will go put some clothes on before the official introductions.”

Her mom nods and I slip from the bathroom, quickly making my way to Micah’s room. Both Micah and Jace are already dressed and look at me in anticipation.

“We have a slight hiccup in our plan. Willow’s mom walked in on us getting out of the shower.”

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