My name is Blane Castillo, and I’ve messed up badly.
I’ve been in love with my stepsister for years.
The fact is a problem on its own, but add an enraged twin to the mix, you have a party.
You see, Aiden and I had a plan. It was a good one. We wanted to take what was rightfully ours, and reclaim what never should have been lost. But I never, not once, thought I would become lost in those soft green eyes, the curve of her breasts, her hair falling down her naked back like a waterfall.
I hated her.
I wanted revenge.
I was sure it would work.
She would pay, and we would triumph.
But as I look at her form under the duvet, her chest rising and falling softly with each breath she takes, I realize I care for this girl … I want to protect her from all of the bad things – but what do I do when I’m the biggest danger she’s facing?
I’m torn between loyalty to my real sibling and a budding love for this girl – no, woman, because I just made her that – and this decision is going to tear me apart – I already know it.
I stroke her silky soft hair; my lips lightly brush her porcelain skin. She breathes a sigh of pleasure and I realize I’m completely,
Utterly,
Royally
Screwed.
Epilogue
It’s hours later, and we’re sitting in the living room. She’s wearing my shirt and a thong that’s driving me crazy. I’m naked, because I like the way her eyes sweep my body like she wants to lick me all over.
The doorbell rings and Emme jumps up excitedly. “Finally,” she moans along with her stomach grumbling as if on cue. I laugh. “Took him ages. I need that pizza,” she tells me with all seriousness, as she hurries to the door.
I run up behind her, smacking her ass as she shrieks with pleasure. She runs ahead to open the door to the pizza guy as I risk a look at myself in the mirror.
I look … happy.
I haven’t been happy since I was a child.
But I don’t have time to dwell upon it, because a fist meets my jaw in the next moment, on cue with Emme’s shrieking.
“You fucker,” my brothers murmurs against my ear as I find myself on the floor, Aiden holding my throat. “You stupid fucker.”