Page 53 of Insane Obsession

I zoom in on the sound while my brain is still waking up. I thought it was them talking, but judging from the way Castor’s breathing comes steadily, he’s still asleep.

It’s Bran, murmuring the lyrics to a song. It sounds like some old carol. He has a warm, low voice that makes my stomach flutter. There’s the smell of coffee, and my stomach rumbles. Do I smell pancakes? I hum in anticipation.

“Irving Berlin’s White Christmas. Grandma wrote in her diary that it was her favourite Christmas carol,” Bran murmurs. He uses two fingers to tilt up my chin. His warm lips find mine, coating me with the flavour of coffee.

“She had a diary?” I ask against his mouth.

He nods, then pulls back, grinning when I chase after him, needing more. Bran brushes a lock of hair behind my ear. “She had quite a few actually. No one came to visit her. The asylum had a reputation, and so did she. The family wanted her to vanish entirely once she’d given them an heir.”

“Perhaps that’s why she killed herself?” I frown at the words. I’d never considered them before. But with so much mystery around her family, I guess I’d never imagined they wanted to get rid of her. That’s…awful.

Bran smiles at that. “Maybe. Wouldn’t you like to know?”

“Yes,” I reply without a doubt.

“Why does she fascinate you so much?”

Behind me, Castor stirs, rubbing his erection against my ass. I shiver. “Perhaps because she didn’t belong like I never belonged? We have something in common.”

“She was a psychopath, flower. You are not. You are soft and caring. You feel for others.”

“And you?” I ask him.

Bran’s smile turns predatory. “I don’t feel like you, no. But I feel for you, yes. Do we feel the same? No idea. I want you to smile. I want you in beautiful clothes.”

“Want you satisfied,” Castor rumbles. He wraps me and Bran in his arms and squeezes while nuzzling the back of my throat. “All the fucking time.” He rolls his hips against mine. I bite my lip to keep from moaning. My dick lengthens against my hip, and I realize I’m entirely naked, something I most certainly didn’t do myself.

“And protected.” Bran leans in to kiss me. His lips are soft and welcoming, such a strong contrast from his words. “From any type of weed.”

Frowning, I lean back. “So killing David doesn’t make you feel bad?”

“We didn’t kill him,” Bran grins me. “He committed suicide.”

“They will know.” I stammer stubbornly.

Castor chuckles while he lets his hand move from my arms up to my throat. He plays with my earlobe as he slowly rocks into me, and this time, I can’t help the groan from escaping my throat. “The case is closed, the body gone.”

“Gone?” My eyes flick open. “Where?”

“That’s right. Poof.” Bran runs his tongue across my shivering lips. “You slept for nearly twenty-four hours, sweetheart. You were so tired.” He places his cock against mine and rolls his hips. His mouth kisses up my throat until he collides with his brother’s lips. “So we let you sleep.”

They start making out, their mouths wet and eager as they nip at each others’ lips. I lay still while they move back to my throat, grunting as they grind against me.

“Wh-what about the police?”

Castor pulls back and drops a kiss on my temple instead. “What about them?”

“Did they not—I don’t know, need to make a report?”

“They did. They came over and acknowledged that we had been the victim of trespassers. They agreed that it was a student prank gone bad.” Bran finds his brother’s mouth once more. When he uses his fingers to trace the shape of my lips, I suck them inside my mouth on a hum.

“Because this property is ours, flower,” Bran murmurs against Castor’s lips. “They had no right to come here. No right to come after you.”

“You are ours now, and we are yours.” Castor circles my throat before sharply pulling me back, blocking my airways. My eyes burn from the ache. My hips thrash violently at the lack of oxygen.

“I can’t—I can’t—” I choke.

“Sssh.” Bran leans in and sucks at my earlobe. His hand wraps around my cock, which is painfully hard, and he starts stroking me. “Relax into it. It will make you feel good.”

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