Page 22 of Broken Pieces

He stares at Maddox as they share their mind-reading twin thing. The bond that makes me feel even more of an outsider with them nowadays. Whenever I walk into a room they share that same look.

“Max!” I say, louder this time and finally he looks at me.

“Sorry, sweetheart. I don’t know what else we’re supposed to do.”

I’m not entirely sure what he means, but I do know the only way I’m getting home in one piece tonight is by having both my stepbrother's cocks in my mouth.

That image shouldn’t make my mouth water or my pussy wet, but it does.

It’s just one of the many filthy things I’ve imagined enacting with them.

Maddox takes my silence as a yes and he smirks at me, one eyebrow raised as he stares at my mouth.

I try not to lick my lips or swallow the lump in my throat down, but the alcohol in my system is making my brain feel fuzzy.

He takes a step towards me, his musky smell mixed with motor oil is just as overwhelming as always.

My mouth waters as I wonder if he tastes as good as he smells.

I don’t flinch as his fingers come to my cheek. As scary as he likes to act, I know he won’t ever actually hurt me. He barely grazes my skin, but the feeling is everything I’ve been missing from him.

More.

I need more.

“Suck me like you hate me, baby.”

My knees give and I drop at his feet. His huge bulge, that I’ve noticed more than a few times before, is right in front of my face.

I wait for him to unzip himself, but he stays still with his feet apart and his fists clenched at his sides.

When I look up at him, his dark eyes shine down on me in the moonlight, like some sort of trickster God. I’m just waiting for him to burst into laughter and tell me how gross I am for even thinking he was being serious. But he just stands there, silent, waiting.

Taking a deep breath through my nose, I find the confidence I need to go through with this.

Everything around me fades away as I start to unzip Maddox’s jeans. My fingers stroke the hard length of him through his boxers and he shudders. My pussy aches with a sudden need to have him inside me.

I’ve never had sex before, but it’s like my body knows that this is the cock that’s supposed to be inside me. Well, one of them. I can’t deny that I want both my stepbrothers filling me.

He feels hot and heavy in my hand as I take him out of his boxers. I don’t know what I’m doing, but I feel the need to run my thumb over the shiny drop of precome on the tip.

My eyes shoot up as Maddox whimpers like I’ve just hurt him. It’s a sound I’ve never heard from him before. I’ve heard him come, when I watched him in secret, but it was just a small grunt. Right now, with me touching his cock, he sounds like he’s in pain.

I wonder if I’m doing this all wrong, if I really am hurting him, but he’s not telling me to stop.

So I wrap my fingers around him, my fingertips barely touching and I move my hand up and down like I’ve seen him do before. His hand slams down on the roof of the car behind me making me gasp and stop what I’m doing.

“Don’t stop,” he chokes out.

I look up at him then over at Max who’s gripping his own cock, the head flashing in and out of view as he massages his fist over it. With a whimper, I bring Maddox to my lips and place him on my tongue. My eyes remain on Max’s cock as Maddox jerks his hips, pushing himself further into my mouth.

I’m not sure if he can tell that I have zero experience at this or if he even cares. I try not to think of someone else doing this to him. Recently, I started to worry that they were both distancing themselves from me because they’d found girlfriends.

Pushing that thought from my mind, I focus on Maddox’s cock in my mouth.

For tonight, at least, he’s all mine.

Emptying my mind, I suck like my life depends on it. In a way it does.

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