We’re in love with you.
“And it’s been fucking awful pretending we’re not.” Jake finishes.
He opens the door behind him, showing just half of an enormous room. “And we planned on asking you to choose between us.” He says and Emmet lightly pushes me forward.
“But let’s be honest, would you be able to choose?” Emmet asks. They both stand in front of me, two blonde twins holding out one hand towards me. Their eyes, always similar yet slightly different, sparkle in the low lighting of the room, and I know I couldn’t ever pick just one. My mouth refuses to work, and I shake my head.
“Then maybe we can try and convince you.” Jake says and they both pull me into the room and slam the door behind us.
Chapter Twelve
As soon as the door closes Jake becomes as aggressive as he was in the alley. He takes me into his arms and kisses me, unbuttoning my coat as we stumble towards the bed. Shoes and leggings quickly meet the pile of clothes and Emmet adds his shirt.
“Are you sure?” I ask in between his lips meeting mine. He growls against my throat and pulls strands of hair at the nape of my neck. I gasp at both the pain and pleasure.
“We couldn’t think of any other way.” Emmet’s hands circle my waist and turns me to face him. Jake stays behind me, nipping at my neck as his hands roam my behind. Emmet kisses me softly and removes my blouse. My fingers trace his hard stomach to his chest, pressing hard when Jake’s hand suddenly dips in between my thighs.
“Say you’ll choose me.” Jake says. He removes his shirts behind me and my hands reach to feel the side of his abs. The desire is killing me, and I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anything more than these two brothers. I turn to watch as Jake removes his pants and squeal when Emmet slides my skirt around my feet. His toned arms pick me up beneath my back and knees, and he swiftly carries me to the bed as if I’m nothing but a feather. And I know for a fact I’m far heavier than that.
“Choose me, please.” Emmet begs. He lies me down in only a bra and panties now, and takes his own pants off. A very noticeable bulge beneath a tuft of hair that starts at his navel gets my attention as he lowers himself on top of me. My hands get lost within the fine, blonde hair that spreads across his chest.
His erection presses against my thigh as his lips capture mine, and I squirm beneath him. Oh god, I want him.
“Remy,” He moans in my ear. I press kisses against his chin, rubbing my cheek against the stubble of his jaw. “You have no idea how in love I am with you.”
“Emmet.” I repeat his name. His lips trail down my neck to my neck and stops at my breasts. A single finger teases the top of my bra. He lifts my upper body with one hand and unhooks my bra with the other, and as soon as it’s thrown onto the floor he lowers his face between my breasts and excites my nipples with both hands. My black skin contrasts his body, making it even more pale. I cry out as his tongue finds a nipple and begins to suck. My hips thrust against his until it becomes a rocking motion and the pleasure builds so high I faintly recognize my release.
But Jake pushes Emmet aside and turns my body to face him. We lie on our sides towards one another as he fondles my ass, and I take the opportunity to trace a thick tattooed line that starts at his shoulder and snakes around his toned arms.
“I waited long enough.” He says and kisses me. It’s much more harsh than Emmet, and the ferocity soaks my panties until I’m certain I must be dripping onto the bed. He pulls me close enough to shield everything from us until it starts to feel like we’re the only ones in the room. Soft kisses against my neck reminds me that Emmet is behind us, patiently waiting his turn to prove himself to me.
Not wasting time, Jake’s fingers dip into my panties and finds my clit drenched in my own desire. His body reacts to mine and he starts sliding his finger up and down, up and down, until I’m panting so hard that I have to arch my body for a deep breath. My hips writhe against his as my hand burrows beneath his waistband and strokes his enormous length. It twitches in my palm, and the faster I pump it the louder Jake moans.
But before we’re able to finish together Emmet interjects himself, pulling my body towards him and away from Jake. The frustration irks me and I climb on top of him this time to stay in control. His rod pops out from his briefs and I lower my soaked panties against it, pressing hard against my own clit. My hips jiggle as I use his own member to pleasure myself and Emmet grabs them. His eyes meet mine, blue-green on brown, and I see lust reflected in them. He leans on his elbows and takes turns sucking on both nipples, but when his package begins to twitch and I start squirming a little more, Jake decides it’s his turn.