Page 197 of Rage

Seb hadn’t said those exact words to me, but I heard his voice in my head, encouraging me to do what felt right without worrying about the consequences.

Gripping his wrist to keep his hand in place, I sucked his entire thumb into my mouth, twirling my tongue around it in circles as if I was sucking his dick instead.

“Shit,” Key huffed, moving closer to us on my right, his silver-gray eyes darkening as they stayed glued to my mouth.

Needing to do more, I took Cash’s index finger and sucked that into my mouth next, just as Seb came to stand to my left, kissing my neck in a way that had me gasping out loud in pleasure.

They were barely touching me, but already, I was more aroused than I had been in my entire life.

I felt the gravity of their need and possessiveness coming off their bodies in waves, the tangled web of desire and devotion that bound them together as brothers, and to me too. Hadn’t it always been like this though? Me torn between my crush on Seb and my infatuation with Key. My bratty desire to always push Darth’s buttons, or the fact that arguing with Cash was my favorite pastime.

The Solomon brothers were an immoral pact of charm, ruthlessness, and barely leashed obsession … all the ingredients I craved in a partner. They were the reason my type was so well-defined in my head. But could I really accept their contingency of the deal I laid out for them?

I once caused two brothers to have a falling out that led to bloodshed, regardless of if it wasn’t completely my fault. Not only did it break my heart to be the cause of such turmoil in the family, but to see my best friend distraught with worry that they would never make amends elevated my guilt to another level entirely.

Mia wasn’t one of those kinds of women who banned her friends from talking to her brothers and I hadn’t been an exception. However, although she never blamed me out right, I’d heard the accusation in her voice when she vented to me about the toll Darth and Cash’s broken relationship took on the family. That conversation was the moment she realized how much of a hold the Solomon brothers had on me … and I them.

“Do you love my brother?” she’d asked.

“No,” I lied, unsure which brother she meant. Mia was intuitive though and picked up on my hesitation quickly.

“Do you like DarthandCash?” she rephrased.

Once again, I had lied to her and told her they were both a pain in my ass for always picking unnecessary fights with me. She hadn’t looked convinced, but she didn’t push me on it. Shortly after that conversation is when Mia and I were on vacation and I met Brian. She hated him instantly and questioned what I saw in him. I lost count of how many times she asked me if I was sure about Brian and my relationship, and while my bestie has always been a free spirit with an open mind, I could never find a way to put into words the deep infatuation I had with her brothers.

One was my first delicious kiss.

Another took my virginity.

One of them killed the man I thought was my father.

Another let me watch him kill theirs.

Four men who each impacted my life in beautifully destructive and gut-wrenching ways. Brothers who I vowed to never get close to again despite my relationship with their sister because they altered the core of who I was as a person, and for a woman who never had stability in her life, I craved normalcy with every fiber of my being.

Loving one of them would be risky. But loving all four? That was suicidal. So I didn’t know how Mia would react if I told her years ago, I didn’t just fall for two of her brothers …. I fell forallof them. Something that was the literal definition of complicated.

“You’ll need to live here until we knock you up,” Darth informed, coming to stand behind me, encasing my body in the middle of all four of them. “If you agree, we need access to you 24/7. We’ll be mindful that you’re fucking all of us, but your pussy has always belonged to a Solomon. We talked about this just in case.”

“About what?” I asked breathlessly sucking another one of Cash’s fingers, while Seb crotched to his knees and lifted the hem of my shirt, his kisses venturing all across my stomach now, just as Key started kissing the right side of my neck.

“You,” Cash grunted, his eyes like an inferno I wanted to burn in. “We’re not the kind of brothers who like to share, but we all agreed we’d make an exception for one woman and one woman only.”

“Me?” I asked, already knowing the answer as I popped Cash’s fingers out of my mouth.

“Yes, you,” Darth muttered, his raspy voice in my left ear causing me to shiver as I swayed a bit, to overcome by my desire for these men to fuck me.

What if someone questions why I’m living here?Working for my family meant that associates of the Crownes were sometimes in and out of the Solomon house. I’d seen it my entire life when I had sleepovers with Mia before I found out I was officially a Crowne.

Can I really tell them no?Furthermore, did I even want to deny them and myself the pleasure of giving into temptation?

The only thing deadlier than my father’s wrath when it came to those he loved was the way all four of his most trusted men looked at me like I was already theirs. Like despite the fact that they had promised my father their loyalty, I was the prize they’d been waiting for.

A prize they were finally going to collect.

“Okay,” I stated, making sure my agreeance was clear and to the point. “Let’s do things your way. Give me a week to get packed up and sublease my apartment and then, we can get started on making a baby.”

“No,” Darth voiced, as Cash smirked in a way I felt all the way to my toes. “Now that you’re in our house and you’ve agreed to our terms, we aren’t letting you leave. We’ll buy you whatever you need and we’ll send movers to pack up your shit.” Darth licked the back of my ear. “So tell us, Firefly. Do you want to be fucked in this office? Or do you prefer the bedroom?”

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