Page 13 of Dirty Brothers
Justin snickers. “We may look the same but we all know my dick is bigger.”
“Fuck you!”
“Shut up. You think Bray is gonna do the kitchen?”
I shudder. “There is no fucking doubt in my mind that he’s about to introduce our girl to a Colorado s’more tonight.”
“Our girl?” Both of us turn toward the doorway to see Brayden standing there with a pissed off look on his face.
“You know what he means?—”
Bray cuts Justin off before he can finish. “She is a means to an end. I don’t give a fuck how hot she is or that she isn’t the girl we thought she was. The second she finds out that this was all to get back at Brady, she will turn on us and then you both will be nothing but a distant nightmare of her past. Tonight is the last night, I want this shit over with.”
“And what if we don’t?” I fire back.
Bray’s eyes darken. “That cunt Brady took away my dream, my career and all we are left with is this fucking club to show for what he took from me, because we are daddy’s dirty little sins.” It’s no secret the three of us hate our father for what he did to our mom, but it’s not public knowledge. Brayden was paid off to keep silent about what Brady did.
My shoulders deflate. “I don’t want to hurt her,” I admit.
“Then stay the fuck away, he’s still chasing her and trying to win her back. She is the way to destroy him and I want to make that fucker feels every ounce of pain.”
Justin and I share a look and the resounding look in my twin's eyes tells me everything I need to know. It doesn't matterhow we feel or what we want, we have to have our brother’s back. Justin steps forward and places his hand on Bray’s shoulder.
“We’re with you, Brother, always.”
“What he said,” I tack on.
I’m leaning over the balcony of the second floor, scanning the entrance when I spot her. She walks in looking like a fucking wet dream. But, the thing that holds my attention is that she is in the same dress from earlier, which means she hasn’t showered and is still covered in our cum.
Justin whispers from beside me, pulling my focus from our little birdy to him. “What?” I ask.
“She looks fucking edible,” he breathes out.
“Let’s do this,” Bray says as he pulls his mask on. Justin and I follow suit and do the same, allowing him to lead the way. Tonight isn’t about us, it’s Brayden getting what he wants and expects us to be done with her as well. I came into this thinking she wouldn’t mean anything to me, yet I can’t lie and say I feel nothing for her. I know Justin isn’t immune to her charms either but Brayden, he is the one on the fence.
As we stalk through the crowded club, I feel pride. The cunt thought paying Bray to be silent would lead him to blow every cent but he didn’t. He invested that money in this place and has set himself up. This may not have been his dream but he made lemonade out of lemons.
We spot Molly as she snags a booth in the back, wearing the same mask as she did on the first night here. If she thinks we wouldn’t recognize her without the same mask, she is mistaken.Her fucking body and aura call to me like a goddamn siren. She is a drug, an addiction I never want to kick.
As we approach she slowly lifts her head and runs her gaze over each of us. A small smile tugs at the corner of her lips. That one look has my blood rushing south and my cock pulsing in my pants. My mouth begins to salivate as I come to a stop at the edge of her booth, forcing her to crane her neck back to maintain eye contact.
“Am I running?” she asks.
I smirk behind my mask. “You’ll always be running from us,” I answer.
“Why?” she presses.
“We’re the sins of your past and nothing good can ever last in our life, birdy,” Justin says.
Her mouth opens but Brayden beats her to speak. “Tonight, you have sixty seconds to run and then we’re coming for you. Your limits will be pushed and your boundaries will be obliterated tonight. This is the only chance you will get to stop this. Continue to play the game and there will be no out for you.”
She gulps, then looks between the three of us before nodding. “I want this.”
“This or us?” Justin pushes.
She cocks her head to the side and frowns. Brayden growls from beside me but Justin and I ignore him, wanting to hear her answer. “Both?”
“You asking or telling us, baby?” I hedge.
