Page 13 of Shameless

I don’t know if Eddie’s death will ever cause the grief a normal person should feel when losing their father. I think I grieved his loss a long time ago, when I was a kid and he left us without warning and with no explanation.

All I know is that with him gone, my financial situation is back to square one.

I need some air to clear my mind and think about a plan for the future.

As I step outside on the wide balcony that offers a stunning view of sea below us, I realize that I’m not alone.

Lula and Stefan are kissing, he’s pressing her against the wall and all the thoughts that were occupying my mind suddenly vanish.

My eyes track the way Stefan’s fingers close over Lula’s perfect tits and all my blood rushes to my cock.

I’m by their side, standing behind Lula in two short strides. Since the night in the limo, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about how hot sharing Lula with my new brother was.

Lula and I haven’t actually fucked, but having her go down on me while Stefan took her from behind, was one of the wildest experiences I’ve ever had.

None of my worries will be solved today and maybe spending some time with Lula and Stefan will be a great way to decompress.

When my lips land on her neck, Lula breaks the kiss with Stefan turning to look at me. “Crew.”

Just the sound of my name on her lips is enough to make my cock pulse with awareness and I capture her mouth in a kiss of my own. “Baby.”

For a second all my worries fall away and all that matters is her sweet taste. The tip of my tongue finds the little ball of Lula’s piercing and I play with it, imagining how it felt when she licked the spot under my crown.

My hands are on her waist, feeling her hips and lifting the skirt of her black floral sundress. “What a fucking shit morning,” I growl, nipping at her bottom lip. “I know just the thing that could take our minds off of it.”

Lula whimpers as I sneak a finger into her panties, running the pad of it over the smooth skin of her slit.

She’s so wet that a crazy idea comes to my mind. The living room is full of people, but if we hid behind the huge potted plant next to us, I could make Lula come.

My cock hardens even more, clearly on board with the plan. Would Lula let me fuck her against the wall, with the house staff and our parents just a few feet away inside the house?

I dip my finger inside her, and by the way she gasps, clenching around it and grinding her hips against my hand, I think my chances are looking good.

“Why am I not surprised that mere hours after three people have been brutally murdered, I find my daughter fooling around with her stepbrothers?” a feminine voice makes us freeze on the spot.

4.Legacy

Lula

My life is a dumpster fire but Stefan’s kisses make everything better.

“What do you think about checking what’s going on with the interviews and see if we’re allowed back to our bungalows? Maybe we could be alone for a little while?”

I’m about to say yes, that I need to feel his skin against mine. I need to feel him inside me to keep my mind from going back to the stables. To the memory of Maura, her face reduced to a bloody, unrecognizable pulp and all that blood.

It’s either I let Stefan fill my mind and my body with love, or I’m going to look for chemical oblivion.

As if summoned by the sudden urge to use as a coping mechanism, another set of lips lands on my neck.

I know it’s Crew before I even turn to look at him. His scent of clean cotton, with a hint of sunscreen invades my senses just seconds before he moves my hair to expose my neck.

Soft, warm lips descend to the spot at the base of my collarbone. My body reacts with a rush of liquid heat and I turn around, looking for Crew’s soft lips.

It’s crazy how no matter how difficult things are, not matter how much danger I’m in, this is where I feel safest.

Sandwiched between Crew and Stefan, it’s as if none of the ugliness of the outside world could ever get to me.

As Crew’s fingers sneak under my dress, Stefan continues to massage my breasts and I forget where we are.

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