Double Trouble, page 9
The words were damning, and there was no way Marygold could help us now. Our dear sister passed away just a year after the police report was taken, dying in a car crash.
That’s why Kyleigh is instrumental now to the rehabilitation of our image. She’s our step-sister. She’s a sister who knows us well, who’s become central to our lives. If she declared to the world that Roman and I are good people, then maybe the general populace might listen and forgive. After all, if our new sister can forgive us, then shouldn’t they?
But Kyleigh’s been mum lately. Sure, this is our time of need, but she doesn’t owe us anything, not really. Just because Roman and I have fallen in love with Kyleigh doesn’t mean that she’s fallen for us.
26
Kyleigh
Life is so confusing. I’ve come back to the doctor’s office after a stint as an extra on House Emergency. It’s weird to be back and to be working as a nurse after my short-lived career as a TV host. The other girls eyed me strangely at first.
“Kyleigh, aren’t your brothers really spooky? Oh my god, did you know about the incest?”
I had no idea how to answer those questions. Because of course I hadn’t known about Marygold, but the truth was even worse. Roman, Ryder and I had indulged in some pseudo-incest ourselves: I’d taken to making love to both my stepbrothers. Our ménages were a wonder for the senses, and my body exploded into a million colored shards with each sexual encounter.
I was so sad now that I’d left my Ryder and Roman, but I didn’t see any other way. They had wanted me to stay.
“Don’t go,” rumbled Ryder. “We need you,” he said, as I rolled my wheelie suitcase to the door.
“Kyleigh, please,” added Roman. “This isn’t the time to exit.”
My heart literally hurt. There was an ache in my chest as I got into the car, my stuff packed into a trailer behind me. I’d decided to leave my brothers just to clear my mind, and to get myself out of the vortex of despair.
But the truth is, I’d come back to the doctor’s office for another reason as well.
“Nancy, are the lab results back yet?” I asked.
“Hmm, let’s see,” said the receptionist. “Oh yeah, here you go,” she said, handing me a sealed envelope.
Inside were the lab results of a blood test I’d taken yesterday to determine if I was pregnant. I’d been a few days late, and while this wasn’t something to worry about, usually I’m never late. I’m like the proverbial clockwork bird – always on time.
I went into the hallway to open the envelope in privacy. The words stared back at me. Positive. I was pregnant with my stepbrothers’ baby. I knew there was no way to tell who the father was because as identical twins, Roman and Ryder have the same DNA, so my baby really would have two daddies.
Limply, I sat down on the bench in the hallway, the papers flopping loosely in my hand. I broke out into a cold sweat, my body suddenly feeling weak and lifeless, although my heart was racing at a million miles an hour. I could almost feel the baby kicking in me, although that would have to be my imagination. In reality, the baby was only the size of a pea still.
What to do? I looked at the test results again, skimming them as if to remind myself that this was real life. Sure, Roman and Ryder had done something terrible. They’d touched a six year-old girl inappropriately. But they’d been kids themselves at the time, and while that was no excuse, they hadn’t done it again after coming back from the labor camp.
Suddenly, I was filled with resolve. My brothers were my baby’s daddies, and they needed to be a part of his or her life. I needed to defend these men because these were men who loved me. They would lay out their lives for me and do the same for our child as well. In short, these were men who were strong, supportive, charismatic, handsome, and the loves of my life.
27
Roman
We heard a motor pull up the semi-circular driveway, a revving that was unmistakable. Shouting ensued, questions of “Kyleigh, Kyleigh, a minute of your time! How do you feel about your brothers? What’s next for House Emergency?”
I held perfectly still, my mind racing. Kyleigh was back? My heart pumped at the thought of seeing our little sister again, and I could tell Ryder was just as nervous, tense and alert as we listened from inside the house.
A car door slammed, and I heard Kyleigh’s melodious voice over the din, clear as a bell.
“I believe in my brothers. It’s true that they made a grievous error, but I’d ask you to stand with me in supporting them. Roman and Ryder were only children at the time and apologize deeply for their past actions. So I hope you’ll join me in encouraging Home Starz to re-list House Emergency in order to bring this popular show back to viewers everywhere.”
My heart slammed against my rib cage. Our sister was defending us! A wave of joy rushed over me, and I could see Ryder smiling that same silly smile. Our stepsister was back and as the front door swung open, we rushed to greet her.
“Sweetheart,” I rumbled, dropping a sweet kiss on her cheek. “Welcome.”
“Honey,” groaned Ryder, pulling her into his arms for a caress, “We’ve missed you,” he murmured into her hair.
She’d never looked better. Her curves were displayed in a form fitting dress, the wrap hugging her bountiful breasts, emphasizing her narrow waist before curving into flaring, child-bearing hips. Child-bearing? WTF? Where were my thoughts going? We needed to talk.
Kyleigh seemed to read my mind. She kissed us both passionately before leading us into the living room and sitting on the divan, her legs crossed modestly, shapely and elegant. Fuck, she looked so delicious. I could have taken her right then and there, ripping that dress from her curvy body.
But she gave us a secret smile and began to speak.
“Roman, Ryder, I’ve missed you,” she said, taking a hand in each of hers. I looked down. Her hand was so small, slim and white, while our hands tanned and masculine, rough and blunt in comparison. I squeezed encouragingly.
“We’ve missed you too, sweetheart,” I growled, looking at her ravenously. Down boy! I commanded myself. The girl’s only been back five minutes and you’re already ready to ravage her? Fuck, it must have been mating season because I was a male wolf sensing a bitch in heat.
But it was the same for Ryder. He didn’t say anything. He just rumbled deep in his chest with a hungry gleam in his eye.
“Brothers,” continued Kyleigh. “It’s been complicated without you. Well, maybe I should say, life has been boring without you, but I had a lot to think about,” she amended. “What’s going on with House Emergency?” she asked.
“The network removed us from the schedule,” I said, brought back to reality with a thump. “Our advertisers canceled their spots so Home Starz canceled all of our shows. They also pulled all our re-runs, and Hulu removed our show from its streaming library as well,” I said. “Shit’s bad,” I said, shrugging. Things could be worse though. We could be in jail.
“I know,” said Kyleigh softly. “How are you guys holding up?” she asked.
“Not well,” ground out Ryder. “Shit’s been so fucked up, we haven’t left the estate much since you took off,” he said, nodding to the front door. “The media’s camped outside night and day, just waiting to get a glimpse of us.”
“And how about Mom and Dad?” she asked. “Have you talked to them?”
That was one of the few bright spots in all this. We’d spoken with George and Teresa, and they were surprisingly supportive. I guess this wasn’t new news to my dad. He was just sorry to see the secret get out, and the resulting destruction to our careers.
“Sons, this is terrible, and I’m sorry about that police report. I didn’t realize one had been filed,” he apologized on the phone. “But you will turn a new leaf.”
“It’s not your fault, Dad,” Ryder and I had said, defeated at the time. “Don’t blame yourself.”
Even Teresa chimed in. “Remember, this too will pass,” she said, her voice an echo in my mind.
She must have said something along those lines to Kyleigh as well because her daughter smiled at us and repeated those very words.
“This too shall pass, brothers,” she soothed. “When God closes a door, he opens a window somewhere else.”
I was humbled. I dropped to my knees beside her, burying my face in her lap before begging for her compassion, her kindness, and her love.
“Kyleigh,” I said, my voice muffled, afraid to even meet her eyes. “Can you forgive us for putting you through this ordeal? You mean the world to us, Ryder and I both, and it’s been fucking awful without you here. I think … I think if you stay with us, we’d be better together. Like a real couple.” My words trailed off.
Ryder joined in, also on his knees.
“Sister,” he said impassionedly. “I know we haven’t treated you fairly. We overwhelmed you, seducing you with our hands, our bodies, and our words. But know that you mean everything to us, and if you’d just find some way in your heart to forgive us, we’ll make sure it works. We want to make this permanent,” he said, his voice also trailing off.
Kyleigh laughed softly, looking at both of us.
“If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were on bended knee, proposing to me,” she murmured with a smile.
Ryder and I exchanged swift looks. Is that what we were doing? Suddenly, it hit home. What we’d been saying had been the essence of a proposal although we hadn’t used the time-honored language. But we wanted to. We each took her hand in ours.
“Kyleigh, will you?” asked Ryder.
“Please marry us,” I finished.
She smiled the sweetest smile I’d ever seen and bent her head to kiss us softly, first Ryder and then me.
“Yes, Roman. Yes, Ryder. I do,” she murmured.
We were on her at once, kissing her ravenously, lifting her hair to touch our lips to that sweet space behind her ear and on the column of her neck. Our hands traced the familiar contours of her breasts, her tummy, and her hips. She gasped suddenly, her cheeks flushing, as we trailed our fingers over her abdomen.
“I have a surprise for you,” she smiled again, sweetly yet devilishly.
“What is it baby?” I moaned into her ear, desperate to be in her soft, female body.
“I’m eight weeks pregnant!” she announced. “You’re going to be daddies soon.”
That stopped our assault onto her delectable body. We sat there wordless, in silent shock and amazement.
“Gee, bees could fly into your mouths right now,” giggled Kyleigh softly. “Aren’t you going to say anything?”
Ryder and I sprang into action, our excitement re-doubled, our commitment to this girl renewed, rejuvenated, and stirred into full volume.
“Baby, that’s the best gift anyone could give us,” I said sincerely while tracing the vee of her décolletage with one large male finger. “Thank you honey, it means so much to us.”
“Yes, thank you baby,” agreed Ryder, dropping a kiss onto said creamy décolletage. “Let us show you how we give thanks,” he rumbled, slowly tugging the dress off her shoulders.
We pulled her to the bedroom, desperate to see her nude body. We wanted to run our hands over those dangerous curves, and were eager to explore and savor the beautiful girl who was going to be ours … forever, this time.
28
Kyleigh
My stepbrothers were all over me, kissing me, touching me, and stroking my curves as if they could never get enough. They made low rumbling sounds in their throats because they were alpha males intent on claiming their woman.
“Sweetheart,” ground out Ryder as he squeezed my breast, the white flesh luscious and creamy against his hand. “How did you get so beautiful?”
Roman growled his agreement, pulling my panties aside to sniff at my crotch while inhaling the dark, spicy scent of female desire. “Mmm,” he rumbled before taking a long, savory lick of my twat. “Fuck that tasted good,” he murmured into my folds as I jerked underneath him, moaning my delight.
I’d missed this in my time away. The twin male bodies were hard, unyielding, and proudly aroused. They were intent on devouring me and giving me the maximum pleasure that my body could handle.
“Please,” I panted as they worked my breasts and pussy. “Please more!”
They answered. Roman was like an animal between my legs, pushing my knees up so that I was exposed from anus to clit. He covered every single inch of that territory with his mouth, sucking, licking and nipping at my bud, teasing that bundle of nerves until I squealed and squirmed beneath him. He pinned my legs back and out of the way, chuckling at my desperation. But he wasn’t anywhere near done. He buried his nose in my anus, taking a sniff of that musky, dry hole.
“Oh god,” I moaned, the dirtiness getting to me as I ground my behind into his face. “Take me there, please.”
He did. He used his tongue first, making a spear and stuffing it into my back passage, the penetration so delicious. He stuffed my ass while inhaling the female scent that was all mine. My pussy was so wet now that juice literally dripped from my sopping hole to my rectum, lubing it up, and making me ready for what was to come.
But Roman wanted more than just a tongue-fuck. With no warning, he stood and thrust his dick into my ass, my sphincter giving it up with an audible pop. My muscles screamed from the forced release.
“Oh!” I gasped as my body was violated. My hips almost twisted off the bed had it not been for his dick in my ass, anchoring me in place.
“Shhh,” soothed Ryder, breathing into my hair while stroking my breasts. “Let him fuck you there because it’ll get you ready,” he murmured.
Get me ready for what? But I was too caught up in the anal pounding to think. I cried again and again as that massive member drilled my ass, forcing my tight little button open again and again. The dry friction feeling so fucking wrong but also so right.
“Shit!” groaned Roman as he pounded into me. “You ready brother?” he asked Ryder, pausing for a moment.
“You bet,” said his twin. Then, Ryder maneuvered himself on top of me. What the fuck? Where was this going?
I shrieked as I felt Ryder’s cock tease my vaginal opening.
“No! No!” I cried, “There’s already something in me! I can’t do both!”
“Shh baby,” soothed Ryder, as he kissed me, his dick still probing that opening as his glans trailed pre-cum onto my pussy lips. “I’m surprised we haven’t done this before. You know how much we love working both your holes,” he said.
“Well, we’ve plugged her mouth and pussy, and mouth and ass,” growled Roman in back of him. “Should we plug her mouth this time too?”
Ryder paused for a moment, and grinned evilly. Reaching over, he pulled out the pink dildo from the drawer and slowly licked it. Then he brought his wrist down, and eased the ten-inch monster into my cunt.
“Oh my god!” I screamed. It was so tight. Roman’s dick was in my anus and the toy was in my cunt. I thought I would explode in pleasure and pain.
But Ryder wasn’t done yet. He gave me a few hard pumps with the toy and then pulled it out with a wet squelch that rang out dirtily.
“Now baby,” he soothed, running the dildo lovingly against my lips. “Suck,” he commanded.
That’s how I got all my holes stuffed at once. As soon as my lips parted to accept the glistening dildo, Ryder thrust into me with his dick. He pushed himself into my cunt that I literally couldn’t take it anymore. My body spasmed and twitched, trying to eject their dicks out of my holes because it was so tight, but Ryder and Roman were pros at this. They stayed put, their members like anchors in my body and refused to exit.
“Shhhh,” soothed Roman, stroking my inner thigh as Ryder squatted in front of him, his dick buried in my snatch. “Shhh, baby, just feel,” he encouraged.
Soon my brothers began to set a pace, their rods moving in a syncopated rhythm. One plugged me as the other pulled out, rubbing against each other with only my thin vaginal wall separating them.
“Mmmf! Mmmf!” I cried out, helpless in my ecstasy. The toy made it impossible for me to form words but I would have cried out “Roman, Ryder, my brothers, my lovers!” if I could have.
The double penetration was amazing. Stars exploded, my eyes rolling backwards in my head as my body convulsed. My pussy and anus clamped down on my brothers’ shafts hard, twitching in ecstasy, as juice squirted in a hot gush from my cunt. The feel of my holes seizing drove my brothers over the edge as well. Their cocks gave it up as seed rushing from their balls to ejaculate in me with a splash, dousing my anal and vaginal chambers with creamy, fertile white.
“FUUUUCK!” Roman and Ryder roared in unison, their hips pumping desperately, load after load of seed flooding me and making me a woman. I loved it because it reaffirmed my brothers’ life-giving virility. That semen had already proved its worth because my twins were going to be fathers, and the baby was the ultimate proof.
“Mmmph!” I screamed, the dildo falling out of my mouth wetly. The pink rubber was glossy and shining in the low lights. My body felt drained, sated, and totally flushed from the amazing orgasm. My pussy still twitched as my brothers squeezed their balls, making sure to empty completely in my curvy frame.
“Oh,” I sighed. “It’s good to be back.”
Deep chuckles emanated from their chests.
“It’s good to have you back, Kyleigh,” they rumbled. “Forever.”
Epilogue
Kyleigh
Life has been hard but sweet at the same time. I moved back into my brothers’ home, resuming my duties as their companion and lover. None of us had jobs, but it’s okay. My brothers have millions saved from years of filming House Emergency, and honestly, I’m not worried. My steps have real skills: Roman as a real estate broker, and Ryder as a talented master builder. They’d be able to find something once the storm blew over.
