Page 45 of Bad for Me

“What are you going to do with me now?” I whispered, tracing my fingers over my stepfather’s chest as we stood in front of the bed.

His brown eyes darkened. “I can think of a few things I’d like to do, starting with tasting that delicious pussy.”

“No, I mean—You’re my stepfather. He’s my stepbrother. And we haven’t seen each other in months.”

Aiden scrubbed his face with his hand, then took a step away from me. I moved with him, refusing to allow him to put distance between us. It hurt too much, that I’d given him so much so quickly. I needed the reassurance of my stepfather’s touch. My heart would break if they abandoned me now, if they treated me with the same cruelty as before.

Gavin followed and wrapped his arms around my stomach. “That’s because this bastard didn’t want you mixed up in our world.”

When I didn’t answer, mired in my confusion about what this meant, about what they wanted, he continued, “Princess, you gotta make a decision, and you gotta make it quick. Either this is real, and you’re all in, or I take you downstairs, and tomorrow morning, you wake up alone and safe, and you can pretend this was a wild fever-dream for the rest of your life.”

“Y-y-you’d just let me go? You’d trust me not to open my mouth?”

Gavin pressed a kiss in the sensitive junction of my shoulder and my neck, and I shivered with delight.

“No. That’s what the blackmail material is for.”

My stepfather watched the two of us with amusement, and I reached for him, desperate for reassurance, to know that I wasn’t just a quick fuck they wanted to discard.

God, I had so many goddamned daddy issues.

“Or you could stay,” my stepfather said, brushing his cheek against mine as he enveloped me in his arms. “Gavin was an asshole to you because he wanted you and couldn’t have you.”

“And Dad was an asshole to you because the cranky old fuck knew he didn’t have a chance with you.”

“Not true,” I breathed. “Obviously.”

“Indeed,” my stepfather answered, kissing my temple. “Staying means—” he stopped. “Staying is dangerous.”

Pressed between the warmth of their hard bodies, a foot shorter than each of them, I couldn’t imagine a safer place for me.

“But you’ll protect me?”

“Always.”

The weight of my stepfather’s vow settled in my chest, filling the voids left by a lifetime of abandonment.

“If you say yes, we’re never letting you go,” Gavin added. “We’re evil, possessive fucks, and we’ve wanted you for a long fucking time.”

“But I’ll still be able to go to school, right?”

My stepfather looked down at me with surprise. “You think I’d let you drop out so you could have sex with me and my son?”

I flushed with embarrassment.

“No, baby girl, you’ll finish school, you’ll do your homework every night, and if you don’t, I spank that pretty bottom as punishment.”

My thighs shifted together, and my breath hitched and?—

“Mmmmmm, I think she likes that,” Gavin breathed in my ear. “Do you want us to spank that pretty ass as punishment for showing our pussy to strangers instead of asking us for help?”

“I—” Fuck. I didn’t know.Wait, whose pussy?

“Do you want us to take that decision away from you?” he asked when I couldn’t complete the sentence.

“Yes.”

My stepfather groaned. “Perfect girl. Come ‘ere.” He arranged me so I draped over his lap on the bed, my naked ass pointed skyward. “You’re so goddamned beautiful,” he murmured, as if to himself. “So sweet and generous and giving. And bratty.”

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