Quadruple Sext (Accidental Stepbrother 5)

Tristan stepped forward his eyes eager to drink her in if the way he looked at her was any indication. “We went to high school with Amanda. She’s wanted to hook up with us for a very long time. A very long time.”

Adam stepped away from the counter then, his long dark hair and that scar above his eye gave him a menacing look when he glared at her, but then he smiled, and the menace went away. “That bitch wouldn’t leave us alone, only instead of torturing us as she did you, she did everything to make us want her. It was non-stop until we left high school and started at the university. Then, Tristan said something one day.”

Tristan’s tan cheeks turned a light shade of pink when everyone focused on him. “I just said that if she was busy fucking other people that she might leave us alone. You know, like she wouldn’t have time to stalk us.”

“He might have been joking, but we figured out it was the perfect way to keep her out of our hair,” Daniel spoke up this time, his voice more mellow than the rest, a little softer, but still sexy. “We called her up, told her if she could fuck a guy in every building of the campus, then we’d know she was good enough for us.”

“That’s kind of… evil,” I said when the room went quiet. I looked at them, inspecting them all one by one. They were all handsome, sure of themselves, and confident. They oozed sex appeal without even trying, so it was hard to concentrate when each one smiled at me while I inspected them.

“It is, but we were hoping this would be the end of it. We’d tell her that we played her, just like she played you for all those years, and send her on her skanky way. Only you showed up instead of her.” Michael’s eyes closed for a moment, but he opened them again with a smile on his face this time. “We were going to humiliate her, in the hopes that she’d understand she needs to leave us alone. This might be even better, though. You’re a virgin, right?”

“I, uh… yeah, I am.” My cheeks were the ones going red this time. “That’s why she made that blog. Then she fucked me over majorly last semester. I was supposed to tutor her, and then she’d help me find a guy to… you know…,” I let the words trail off and raised my eyebrows in a knowing way. “But she just posted on her blog, that she was supposed to take down, about how stupid and desperate I was. It’s strange how, this whole time, she was even more desperate than me.”

I didn’t mean to do it, but the last words came out softly, seductively as Michael’s eyes changed from amusement to interest. Lust even.

“We told her we wanted an experienced woman that knew how to please us all.” Tristan’s small Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed before he spoke again. “But what we really wanted was someone like you. Someone that could be, devoted, if we all agreed. Someone that wasn’t so eager to see other people or get involved with other men. We wanted someone that would understand what we wanted and give it to us. In return, we’d give her the world. Amanda never understood that. She showed us time after time she was the kind that wouldn’t be true to us, that she just wanted the kudos of saying she’d slept with us. We want a partner, not a fucktoy.”

“Oh.” My eyebrows went up after his long speech and pulled my lips in as I looked them over. “Then you don’t want me either. I just want to lose my virginity, have a good time, and leave you to your lives.”

“That might be what your mind says you want, Nicolette,” Michael said softly as he came up to me, his eyes dark now, full of a storm I couldn’t define. Maybe it was passion or longing, I don’t know. I’d never seen it before, but it drew me in. “But I don’t think it’s what you actually need. I think you need us.”

He came right up to me and leaned down to look in my eyes. Was he playing with me? Was this some other torture, some other game that Amanda had somehow devised? The worry must have come over my face because Michael drew even closer until his lips brushed against mine with each breath we took.

I wanted to close the minute gap, to feel his lips against mine. Michael chose to keep talking instead.

“We’re not here to play games anymore, Nicolette. That’s all done with now. Amanda will be notified that she’s been played and maybe we’ll send her a picture of your face as you come all over my dick later, but for now, let’s forget about her and…,” This time his lips moved down my neck, a sure pressure that made me shiver with anticipation, “get to know each other better.”