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Rook is on his knees sucking Zanders’s cock with as much effort as Mario just gave my pussy.
And Zander is looking right at me.
Oh fuck.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Goddamn,hismouthfeelsAMAZING.
Finally, fucking finally, we’re doing this. Years of pent-up sexual tension, flirting, a few heavy and hidden make-out sessions, and I’ve finally got him where he belongs; on his knees.
We’ve danced around this for so long, avoiding our mutual attraction. Coming together in an attempt to make this work and then running far from it, only to be blindsided by the inescapable once more. We are not men who discuss innocuous shit such asfeelingsand this situation is anything but simple.
Rook was open and upfront about his sexual orientation when he came out as bisexual and it did not turn out well for him. Our families buried him, destroyed him. He survived it, but barely.
It wasn’t until he confessed his feelings for me, that I realized I felt the same for him. But I wasn’t ready to acknowledge it. And seeing what he was put through, further solidified that my bi-card would be staying firmly in my back pocket. You can call it cowardice, I call it self-preservation.
Not everyone in the world is ready to accept people who are viewed as different. Some people are beyond closed-minded and the bigotry that still lives in this world is not only devastating, it’s dangerous. And in our lives, where a man is judged not only by his lineage, bank balance, and societal stature; we are also judged on our “maleness”. How tough, cutthroat, and brutal we are. How domineering and brave we can be.
Don’t people understand that stepping out of societal normsisthe bravest fucking thing a person can possibly do? That who we love and want to be with is no one else’s fucking business but our own? As long as it’s safe, consensual and everyone is of age, why and the hell does it matter? My life doesn’t affect anyone else’s except my partners. And loving and fucking who I want is my choice. The rest of the world can fuck right off as far as I’m concerned.
However, in our lives, making the choice we’ve made has dire consequences.
We are expected to live and act a certain way. Our lives and futures are predetermined for us from the time of our birth. Where we will live, our careers, even our significant other. And in our world, a man of my upbringing with the family ties that I possess would be slaughtered outright with the first sign of weakness. And tothem, any sexual orientation other than what society deems as the “correct” one, is immediate grounds for execution.
The only reason Rook didn’t face the firing squad, is because he is not of the upper echelon. He was not born into the same bloodline as my cousin and me. And for that reason, and that reason alone, he was spared a brutal death. However, in a place where extreme sexism and discrimination run rampant, there are worse fates than death.
As I look down into his crystal blue eyes that are already gazing up at me with nothing but pure, unadulterated adoration and loyalty, I am once again filled with extreme hatred and anger. How can anyone who knows this incredible man, believe that he is anythingbutwonderful and perfect? He is devoted to his family and loved ones. He is strong, resilient, and brave as fuck.
And he’s mine.
Rook and I are not officially together. We are not out in the open with our affections. We have an understanding that is meant to keep all of us safe. But here, in this room, we are finally giving in to our carnal need for each other. Maybe it’s the heaviness that weighs on us with how our lives are changing. The imminent danger that’s lurking just on the borders of our lives, waiting to implode.
Or maybe it’s the princess, the object of our collective desire and fascination who is finally in our hands, showing us unbelieve amounts of trust. Maybe it’s all of it. Or maybe, it’s just the fact that after all this time, he’s given me no choice in the matter as he drops to his knees and dares me to push him away.
Yeah, fuck that. My cousin is the only other person who knows about us, but other than a few flirtatious comments or subtle touches here and there, there have never been any public displays of affection. I don’t think he would care to see us like this, but I would be lying if I said I’m not nervous. This is risky and scary, but also, hot as fuck.
I wind my hand around his long reddish blonde hair, wrapping it up in my fist, as I direct his speed and depth on my dick. I’ve never had a man go down on me. I’ve imagined it a fuck ton. Fantasied about this exact moment, when I would finally have him looking up at me with his lips wrapped around my fat cock. It’s so much fucking better than I could have imagined. The only thing making this moment even more blissful is the soundtrack of Violet getting her cunt drilled into the mattress behind me.
A loud moan followed by a deep, guttural roar fills the air making me tear my gaze away from the delicious sight before me. My eyes instantly lock with another pair of oceanic blues and the overwhelming euphoria that coats her features ignites something inside of me. Fuck, she’s phenomenal.
Sprawled out, completely naked, coated in a fine layer of sweat. Her lavender hair pools around her, her fair skin flush as she trembles and jolts with aftershocks from her orgasm. My cousin rolls off her and flops onto his back but Violet is still staring at me. I brace myself for the judgment from either of them. His eyes are closed and a wide grin crosses his face as he basks in his post-cum bliss.
Her mouth drops open as she takes in the scene before her. My body tenses the longer her silence goes on and Rook notices my change in demeanor. He pops his mouth off my cock as and looks at me with confusion before he follows my gaze.
“Oh my god,” she whispers.
Rage immediately fills me as my body readies itself for the attack, for the vitriol she’s about to spit at us. Rook looks between Violet and me, taking in my death glare that’s directed at her. Her eyes aren’t on me though, they’re on him, his mouth, my cock, so she doesn’t see that her life is in imminent fucking danger.
Rook slaps my thigh, gaining my attention. I glance down at him and am surprised to see a massive smirk on his face.
“Calm down, our Little Flower likes it, don’t you baby?” he singsongs as he turns his smile on her. I’m confused and my brows furrow, wondering if he’s even paying attention to the situation.
“Oh my god,” she repeats, voice still barely audible.
My cousin is now looking between all of us as he takes in the scene before him. His face scrunches up momentarily but then he surprises me when he too grins widely.
What is happening right now?
