Chapter 30 MY JEALOUS STEP BROTHER 2
MY JEALOUS STEP BROTHER 2
BELLY
“Kane,” I whispered, my voice trembling, guilt and heat tangled together.
Jack’s arm tightened around me. “Don’t say his name,” he growled into my ear, fucking into me harder, on purpose.
My cry split the air — not just from Jack’s thrust, but from the fire in Kane’s eyes as he watched. His gaze lingered on where Jack was buried inside me, and it made my stomach flip, my pussy clench.
I locked my gaze onto his, pleading. "Kane please."
Jack can't find out what happened between us, not from me, not from him. But the rage burning in Kane's eyes says otherwise. I'd never seen him this mad, and for some reason it made me feel hotter. It turned me on, knowing I was the reason. Oh God.
"Shut up, Belly" he rasped, his eyes never leaving mine. "Tell him the truth."
Jack looked down at me. He didn't move, his cock throbbed inside me, my slick wall clutching around him as if my body couldn't care about what Kane had just said.
"What truth, Bell?"
God help me. The truth was that my body was on fire for both of them. That Kane's voice made me gush around Jack's cock. That I wanted both of them.
I reached for his chin, cupping it, our gaze locked. "I'm sorry, Jack."
His hissed, but his hold wasn't loosening. Instead his hand clamped around my throat, pinning me. His cock drove slowly into me, yet deep, as if he could drag the truth out of me.
"Tell him who you were screaming for last week, when I had you dripping on my cock."
God. No.
"Liar!" Jack growled, yanking me harder onto him, his thrusts turning vicious, yet slow and punishing. "Don't fucking talk to her like that. She's mine."
I sobbed, my walls drawing him deeper and tighter.
Jack and Kane had never been in good terms. Jack didn't like me talking about Kane or being around him, although he was my step brother. Same applies to Kane. They were always one second from fighting each other at any confrontation.
"Yours?" Kane's laughter was low, bitter and dangerous. Then his lips carved into a smirk that made my stomach knot and my pussy ache all at once. He dragged his gaze over my body, slow and hungry, owning me without even touching me.
"I bet It's the thought of me that got her much wetter. Right, Belly? It's me you're thinking about while he fucks you?"
"Don't." Jack's hand shot up to my chin, tilting my face back to him. His eyes burning into mine, desperate, furious, possessive. "Don't you fucking dare to answer him."
I trembled. My voice stuck in my throat, torn between both of them.
"You're mine, Belly." Jack snarled, "Say it. Prove him wrong."
"I—" my voice broke as Kane shoved Jack's shoulder forcing his thrust to falter.
Before I could be breath, Kane's hand was on my throat, forcing me to look up at him, as Jack thrusted into me again. Hard.
"Say it to me," Kane demanded, crouching to my level on the couch. His lips a breath away from mine. "Tell me who you need, Belly. You need a proper fuck, don't you?"
Tears streaked down my cheeks, pleasure burning hotter than shame. "I can't—"
Jack tried to shove his hand away, but the glare Kane threw him was threatening.
"You can," his hand found my breast and pinched my nipples, sending waves of pleasure down my stomach. "Tell him you've had my cock inside you, and it was the most incredible cock you've ever had. And it is what you want right this moment."
Jack's didn't move. He dragged my face back to him, jealousy and anger burning his eyes. "Belly, you fucked him?"
The hurt in his voice hit me like a slap, twisting my chest.
Kane's scoffed, ripping his belt.
"Yes." I whispered. My lips trembled as the admission fell out, filthy and true. "I fucked... him. It was that night, I didn't mean for you to find out this way. I'm... Sorry."
He froze, his cock still buried inside me, his chest heaving. He looked up at Kane, dead angry and jealous. The latter glared back at him. If eyes were guns and fangs, they'd both be dead.
"Jack." I pulled his face back to me, "I'm sorry."
He hissed, his cock twitched inside me as he leaned in to kiss me, the small movement, earned a slurpy sound from my pussy. It sounded so obscene and erotic.
"I really want to get mad at you, Belly." He murmured against my lips, fucking me slow.
"Don't fucking tell me you regret what we did, Belly?"
"Do you?" Jack asked, scanning my face.
My expression might have exposed me, because jealousy flashed past his eyes.
I glanced at Kane. He arched a brow, dead serious, and equally jealous. Lust and anger burning in his eyes.
"No. No, I don't."
Jack's breath came out in a ragged groan against my neck, his cock throbbing inside me, torn between anger and hunger. Kane's smirk widened, slow and cruel, like he'd just won.
"Now, whose cock do you want inside you?"
The silence that followed was deafening. My chest heaved, my skin slick with sweat, the air heavy with sex and fury.
"She has my cock inside her already."
"I doubt it's the reason she's so dripping wet. Right, Belly?"
"Shut the fuck up!" Jack barked, snapping his hips up hard enough to make me scream. "She's moaning and coming for me, not you!"
"Oh yeah?" Kane pinched harder on my nipples, a loud moan escaping my lips, as I sobbed from the heat and overload. "You see that?"
"Then why's her pussy clenching like she wants to milk me dry?" Jack countered.
It wasn't a fight anymore. It was a challenge. A competition.
Jack's cock slammed into me like a claim, I cried out, already on the edge of shattering. His mouth clamped down onto my throat, biting hard, sucking marks into my skin. Kane ripped my shirt, yanking down my bra to free my breasts.
Oh. God. Did I die and go to heaven of lust?
"Fucking get off her!" Jack growled, trying to shove Kane off me.
Consumed by pleasure, I pulled his hands and returned them to my breast.
"Belly?" Jack murmured.
"I... I want... Both of you." The words left my mouth before I could process what I'd just said.
"Fuck, Belly." Jack groaned.
"Aren't you a little too selfish, Bell?" Kane teased, his lips tugging with a grin so wide. "Guess what? I like it!"
"Are you sure about this?" Jack murmured. He obviously didn't want to share.
I nodded, "Yes, please."
"Then let's see who makes you scream louder." Kane said, peeling off his shirt in one rough pull. His muscle flexed, hard and sharp under the dim light.
Jack shoved deeper into me, as if to remind me whose cock was already inside.
"Oh—yeah—Jack!"
"Oh yeah, she's screaming my name first."
I could barely breathe. My heart pounded like
it would burst. My body trembling, wet and on fire as Kane squeezed my breasts, shoving each nipple into his warm, wet mouth.