Page 44 of Dare to be Different

Co-Pilot: I’m almost there. Need me to knock him out?

I’m fully capable of knocking him out myself, but it might be less frowned upon if Zahn does it. I send him a wink. Which he’ll probably misinterpret and think I’m asking him to do it.

“Single. I guess.” I guess? My god. I’m not seeing anyone, I just have a partnership going with Zahn, and that isn’t any of their business. “Yeah. Single.”

“Not even casually seeing anyone?” she asks, sitting down in the dining room chair I’m leaning against. I move.

“No. Not really. Maybe starting something.” I stare at my phone, waiting to see if Zahn will send anything else to distract me.

“Oh! What’s she like?” Angel asks.

She’s Zahn, you bitch.

Knock. Knock. Thank fuck.

Rhett opens the door for Zahn, already agitated with him just because Angel is eyeing him up. But Zahn ignores them both, shifting his eyes to me to check in on how I’m doing. Visiting my brother isn’t easy for me, and he knows it. I give him a nod to tell him I’m okay.

“Hey,” he greets Rhett. “You ready, Rem? We gotta get this plane back before dark.” No we don’t. We can fly in the dark just fine, but I love him for the excuse.

“Yeah, let’s go.” I grab my coat.

“Zahnder!” Angel rushes to the door and squeezes his bicep. A flash of me peeling her bony fingers off his arm zips through my mind, and then I remember that he’s not mine and I’m not supposed to get protective of him. “So good to see you after all this time.” Her smile is saccharine and overly sweet.

He leans back, snugging up the zipper on his coat as an excuse to pull away from her grip. “Yeah. Ditto. Sorry we gotta go, though.” He looks at me again. “Hurry up, asshole.”

I shrug into my coat. “Thanks for the, uh, visit.” Not that they even offered me water or anything. “See ya next time.” I smile at Rhett and accept the side hug from Angel before following Zahn out the door. As soon as it closes and we’re a ways down the hall, I smack him. “What fucking took you so long? You left me there for like an hour!”

“I know. I know. Thirty minutes is our tops,” he says, laughing. “Sorry. But I found us something fun to do tonight.” He shows me the screen of his phone as we wait for the elevator. Two redheads. Twins, or at least sisters. “You in?”

I shake my head at him. “I thought we had to get the plane back before dark?”

“I think we can risk it.”

Can’t say that I’ve ever been with twins before. Let alone a set of strawberry blondes with fiery attitudes and the bitch gene. Sweet and innocent over drinks to complete psychos in the sheets. Once the hotel room door shut and the intention was set, they turned into controlling, dominating monsters, and I think I like it. I’m not usually all about that submission, but tonight, it’s working. Mostly because they know what they’re doing and how to get what they want, but even more so because Zahn is eager and willing to go along for the ride.

Jess, the girl currently in front of me, kicks my knees out like a fucking MMA fighter, making me crash to the floor in front of her. A greedy hand ends up in my face, and my face gets smothered by a set of tiny tits. Can’t fault a girl for knowing what she wants, so I push her tits together and lick her nipples while she barks more commands.

“Gia, bring him here.”

Gia literally drags Zahn by the hair until he’s right next to me on his knees. His upper body crashes into mine and he lets out a lusty little laugh.

“Told you it’d be fun,” he whispers to me.

“No talking!” Jess barks. Her fingers tug on my hair, pulling it until it screams. “You two think you’ve earned the right to break the rules?” She levels us with one of those stern teacher looks, reminding us of the no-talking rule. Where’s her ruler? “Punishments if you open your mouths and words come out one more time.”

Why the hell am I getting reprimanded? Zahn was the one who talked! I’m about to point that out when Jess shoves her fingers into my mouth. I’ve never… but… whatever. I suck her fingers like I know what I’m doing, and I hear Zahn groan next to me. Oh, right. I sucked a dick before. His dick. Fingers are nothing compared to that.

Things heat up. We get degraded. Zahn fucks Gia while she leans on my abs. Jess gets impatient and pushes her sister’s body out of the way, sinking down on my dick like she owns the damn thing.

All the while, Zahn’s body is always touching mine. Multiple points of contact to keep me grounded and intensify the heat. When he buckles forward to kiss Gia’s neck, he fucking glances up at me, his mouth so close to my dick. I swear he smirks. And I swear my cock doesn’t leak at the taunt of it.

While this is a completely new and close experience for me, and the domination aspect of these two is unmatched, I don’t know if I’d be as into it if I wasn’t doing it with Zahn. That is why I wanted to keep our arrangement going, even after I fucked up and got too blurry with the lines. I’m starting to think that I understand the whole vibe thing because he’s the one who creates the vibe. It’s Zahn, and without him here, it’d just be two bossy bitches running a show I want no part of.

But with him here…

I’m fucking like a maniac, panting like a dog, and sweating like an athlete. Positions change, demands are made, Zahn gets spanked for talking again, and the third time he breaks the rule, I get spanked for it.

The next thing I know, Gia is lost somewhere among all the limbs and bodies, and Jess is alternating between making out with me and Zahn. It isn’t until his hair tickles my forehead that I realize how close we are. I can smell him. Feel him. Sense him. Then, all three of our mouths are caught up in a sloppy three-way kiss that lights my blood on fire and sends lightning-hot heat ricocheting around all my nerves like a pinball.

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