Page 92 of Chaos & Carnage
“What are you saying, Cade?”
“I’m saying choose us both. Don’t choose between us.”
Chapter Thirty Seven
I stood staring at Cade, my mouth hanging open, hearing his words but not processing them. Behind him, in the kitchen, Caleb leaned against the doorway, watching and listening.
“So, what do you think, Al?” Cade prompted and my attention snapped back to him.
“I… I don’t think I know what you’re really asking me.” I stuttered pathetically.
But I knew. I knew exactly what Cade meant. I just didn’t know what my answer was. I’d always thought I’d have a normal relationship, eventually. With one man. Only one person who turned my head, only one person I shared my body with. I had never meant for any of this and there was no way I could choose between them.
I should choose Cade, of course. Not his brother. I had never meant to fall in love with Caleb. He had tricked me. He was almost the opposite of what Cade was, but he completed him. Without Caleb, I doubted Cade was the same. They needed each other as much as I did.
“He’s asking if you can love us both, kitten? He’s asking if you’ll let us share you?”
“I dunno that I can? What if I decide I like one of you over the other? What would we do then?”
“We work it out,” Cade offered. “Or you take a break from one of us for a while. But I’ll still not pressurise you to choose one over the other of us.”
Caleb straightened up from where he leaned, the floor creaking under his feet as he stalked towards us. His eyes were dark, the darkest green I’d ever seen on him, the hazel undertones consuming, strong, intense.
“Let us remind you why you should choose both of us, kitten.” He growled, a voice almost as dark as the look in his eyes.
Reaching out, he grabbed the fabric of my towel, pulling it from where I gripped it, ripping it loose, the movement spinning me entirely around, disorientated. And now I stood naked between them, Caleb in front of me, Cade behind. Caleb closed the last bit of space between us, pushing his hand roughly into my wet hair, forcing his mouth to mine, his tongue inside me. His fingers slid over my skin, shivers and heat sending contradicting messages to my brain. As contradicting as the thoughts racing through my head and the things these men were asking of me.
Caleb’s hand dipped lower, tracing over the side of my breast, feeling over my rib cage. When he reached the sensitive spot over my hips, my skin convulsed, sending millions of electrified pulses through my body, cascading over my skin and jolting between my legs. His tongue stroked at my mouth, his fingers stroked across the very top of my thigh, dipping towards my pussy.
“Open your legs, Al,” Cade’s voice purred from behind me.
I stepped wider, Caleb’s hand filling the spot eagerly, trailing over my mound and pushing between my folds.
His lips stopped on my mouth. “I love it when you’re wet for us, kitten.” He whispered against me, and then I felt him push a finger inside, a sudden heat filling me from the bottom up.
I moaned involuntarily, my body reacting to him instantly, and he pushed in another, stroking and twisting. The pressure built mercilessly slowly, heat prickling against every nerve ending. Behind me, the floorboards creaked. Caleb glanced away, nodding at someone other than me and pulling his fingers from me. I wanted to complain. A flutter of defiance in my stomach, but the fingers that stroked over the back of my legs distracted from the disappointment that had crept through me.
And then in front of me, Caleb dropped to his knees, hooking my leg up and pulling it over his shoulder. Now, my pussy was right there in front of him, and with Cade behind me, there was no way to back away.
“You alright if I eat our girl out, brother?” He asked, looking round me. “I’m fucking starving.”
“Go ahead, let me hold her still for you.” Cade’s words whispered against my back, every hair on my body prickling and the heaviest ache forming deep between my legs.
Cade’s fingers wound round my hair, grabbing a handful and twisting it sharply. Then he pulled hard, yanking my head backwards, tiny pricks of pain erupting inside of me. And now those hot, fiery electrified tingles cascaded up and down my skin, meeting in the middle and ricocheting.
Between my legs Caleb buried his face, swiping his tongue agonisingly slowly over my entrance, pausing for a second, before moving up to my clit, flicking the end of my nub with his tongue and making me shudder, reactively pulling away from him.
“Hold her still for me brother,” Caleb instructing, his words vibrating against me, sending me into another shuddering mess.
Cade tightened his grip on my hair, his other hand stroking up my side. I wriggled again as Caleb’s tongue swiped and dipped. The hand from behind tightened round my waist, holding onto me, leather cold and rough at my back. And now, at my neck, Cade’s lips kissed and plucked at my flesh, assaulting the skin at the side of my neck. He licked over my vein, stopping where my pulse bounded.
“I’m going to mark her for us, brother,” he whispered, the tickle of breath igniting the skin he’d just grazed over, my body shuddering, my hips pushing forwards into Caleb’s face.
Cade teased at my neck, teeth grazing, nip-kissing over the same spot, and then he covered it with his lips, sucking against me, my skin prickling and throbbing, and heating under his mouth. I think I whimpered, because between my legs Caleb growled, deep and hard, the guttural sound vibrating right into my pussy, where his tongue plunged.
My insides screamed, my blood reaching boiling point, pulsing and throbbing through every artery, retreating through bruised veins and pulsing out inside me again and again. And at my pussy, Caleb didn’t stop, his tongue dipping, his lips plucking, moving to my clit and sucking and licking ferociously. My hips moved as I tried to escape the pressure and push into it, my body not knowing whether it should run or use every bit of his mouth and tongue.
Caleb paused, his breath hot on my entrance, the air rushing to the spot freezing and tingling. “I want you to ride my face, kitten.” His lips moved against mine. “I want you to lose yourself on me. Understand?”