Page 29 of Dirty Little Secret
A vow that only we understand.
I curse myself for thinking thatSavannah understood too. Well, I think that maybe she does, it’s just fucking complicated.
The door slowly creaks open, and more light spills into the room as my brother stands in the doorway. We break our gaze to look over at Kale, who just stands there, silently watching us for a beat. I quirk a brow, as if to silently ask if he’s joining us, then he walks past the threshold and closes the door behind him.
His footsteps fill the quiet room as he walks over to the window and pulls back the curtains. Moonlight filters in, illuminating my bedroom and casting shadows over Jackson’s body, still above me.
“Got room for one more?” Kale says sheepishly, standing at the foot of my bed.
“Get over here,” Jackson says with a quiet, breathy chuckle, and he climbs off the bed to be with Kale. I instantly miss his warmth, so I sit up a little, pulling back the blankets to make it easier for us to climb under. I lean with my back pressed against my headboard and wait for them. Kale looks rigid and closed off, but when Jax pulls him into his arms to comfort him, his shoulders loosen.
I haven’t had a moment to talk with him about tonight, but I know my twin better than anyone. He’s heartbroken.
I watch as their silhouettes move together in a feverish kiss, whispering in each other’s ears before Jax places his hands on either side of Kale’s bare shoulders, then guides him to the bed beside me.
“Take your pants off,” he demands, and a smile teases the corner of my lips because I know that he’s about to unleash his depraved inner self on us. Kale raises a brow, and he smiles a knowing smile before letting out a soft laugh. Standing, he does as Jax says, and I take this moment to revel in the man before me, taking control of his guys.
This never happens.
He never takes control in the bedroom, not before Savannah, and not since that time in the woods when we first claimed her. I won’t deny that the thought of him owning and claiming me in every way imaginable makes myfully alertcock twitch with need and anticipation.
“You, too, Reign. Strip.”
I bite the inside of my mouth to prevent myself from smiling, just in case he feels like denying me what I think is coming as a form of punishment. I climb to my knees and slowly pull my boxers down over my hips. Jax’s eyes are fixated on my movements, biting his bottom lip asmy dick springs out, slapping my abs. Once my pants are off, I toss them at him, and he growls.
“Watch it,” he spits, and holy fucking shit, he’s not playing.
“You better behave yourself, brother, because I’m not sure we can handle whoever the fuck took over Jackson’s body just now,” Kale says, his voice teasing, and Jax is standing in front of his face in a split second.
“Get on your knees, you mouthy cunt, and suck my fucking cock.”
Death.
I have experienced death at some point in the past two minutes, because this version of Jackson is fucking heaven.
I must make some sort of sound, because the look he shoots me isn’t one I’ve ever seen before.
“Don’t think you’re getting out of this, on your fucking knees, Reign.”Wait.What? “Did I fucking stutter, Jagger?On. Your. Fucking. Knees.” I don’t think I’ve moved so fast in my life. I do as he says, kneeling beside my brother as Jax’s cock hovers above us. Kale looks nervously at me before quickly turning back to face Jax. “Open your mouth,” Jax demands, rubbing the tip of his swollen cock along my lips. I part them,and he shoves his cock so deep into my mouth that I almost forget how to breathe. I relax my throat, and as I do, he reaches out and abruptly fists my hair, then starts slowly thrusting his thick cock in and out of my mouth.
“Fuck, baby. Your hot mouth feels so fucking good on my cock.” My own dick twitches at the sound of his praise, and when my throat makes that infamous gluck gluck sound, he hangs his head back and moans. Loud. “Kale?”
“Yes, Jackson,” Kale answers like the fucking teacher's pet that he is.
“I want to feel your mouth on my balls, baby.” Without hesitation, Kale takes Jackson’s heavy balls into his mouth one at a time, sucking and licking them, and Jax’s moans fill the room as we take him closer and closer to the edge. “Fuck! Yes, just like that.Ugh.I love it when you’re both on your knees for me. Feasting on my cock like a bunch of starving fucking whores.” His deep voice rolls off me, and it only sends blood straight to my weeping dick. He thrusts into my mouth harder, my eyes watery, my saliva fucking everywhere, but before we can make him come, he rips my head back by my hair and removes his length from my mouth. He takes a few steps back, and Kale and Ispare each other a confused glance. We rise to our feet and step in closer to him, not knowing what’s next.
“Reign, I want you to fuck my throat while Kale baby fucks my ass.”
Halle-fucking-lujah.
I watch as their shadows move together in the moonlight, their touches desperate and possessive, and Kale’s hand rises to fist Jax’s hair, guiding his mouth to his in an urgent kiss. Their tongues tangle as they breathe each other in, and I lean into the side of Jackson’s neck, leaving a slow trail of soft, lingering kisses behind before sucking his earlobe into my mouth. I gently sink my teeth into it, and he fucking purrs, still kissing my brother as my hot breath teases the sensitive skin on his neck.
I look down to see that Kale is slowly beating and squeezing our lover’s cock, and the world narrows when Jackson reaches for mine, wrapping his large hand around it until it throbs almost painfully in his hold.
I fucking need more.
My head is clouded with desire as he slowly pumps my cock from base to tip, and when his fingers start circling the pre-cum leaking from my swollen tip, he turns fucking feral.
He pumps me harder and harder as Kale bitesJackson's bottom lip, kissing him deeper as our desperate panting fills the room around us. I lean away abruptly, causing Jax to release my dick from his hold, and he whines in frustration.
