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Aiden stood frozen on the spot, alternating between looking at Alex, whose shirt was drenched with water, and Kate, who was naked and dripping with oil.

He noticed how Kate stood on shaky legs and the thick, milky juices drifting from her core. He took in her chestnut hair, scruffy and wet. Her nipples were poking, hard and staring at him.

Instead of being aroused by what he saw, a bank of fury... no, shards of jealousy and surprise clouded his face. Hell, he couldn't believe the sight before him. His brother was here, enjoying Kate!

How long had this been going on? Hell, Aiden thought with gritted teeth as he passed his hand through his hair.

The woman he came with stood behind him and took in the scene. Alex, on the other hand, felt streaks of guilt... or anger because Aiden had disrupted his moment with Kate.

 Damn... Kate was just oozing off sweet streamers that he loved so much.

He raised his hand and saw a modicum of Kate's milky juice. To anger Aiden or rather make him burn with jealousy, he raised his gloved fingers and nestled it into his mouth, sucking off the sweetness that was Kate's cum.

Aiden reeled with jealousy, his nostrils flared at what Alex was doing. However, Kate glared at Alex as he suckled and gurgled on her cum coating his fingers. She shot her eyes to Aiden and oh... she cowered at the flaring nostrils.

"Aiden..." She started, but Aiden intercepted her.

"You're fucking my brother off-camera, Kate?" His words were a mixture of bitterness and anger. Damn, this girl did shitty things to him, and seeing her with his brother... he couldn't quite explain his thoughts now.

She stepped forward and away from Alex. Now, standing in the middle of the twins, she tried to speak. "No. I mean, it's not what you think..."

She bit her lips at the flow of the words. Of course, it was what he thought. She felt something for Alex and also him. But how in hell would she go about giving an explanation for that?

Polyamorous life wasn't in the charts lately; people would stare down at her, and all her dignity would be damned. Kate sighed inwardly, still vaguely aware of her pulsating pussy and the fine droplets of her juices down her inner thighs.

Silence clouded them. Alex hadn't spoken; he only suckled on Kate's sweet juices. What in hell was he going to say to Aiden? 

Sorry that he felt something for Kate? 

Sorry that he was giving her sexual pleasures? 

Or sorry that he loved fucking Kate and deriving mad sexual

 pleasure and satisfaction from her like

 they did with Cheska?

Alex huffed and sighed at the reel of questions. For what it's worth, he was not the least bit sorry for wanting to own Kate nor fuck her.

 Aiden could rot with his shards of jealousy; he didn't give a fuck.

The twins bored their eyes on each other. Almond against almond. Kate felt like the ground should swallow her whole because she couldn't stand the waves of jealousy flaring in the room.

However, something saved her from their midst.

Her broken phone, which she had nestled on the kitchen island earlier, rang, and she rushed over, her ass jiggling with each movement of her legs, and the twins devoured her with their eyes.

Kate reached and picked up the phone, excused herself, and went into her room. That only confirmed Aiden's suspicion. Kate lived with his brother.

Does that mean that the last time she left his place, she came back here? Does that mean that Alex fucked her whenever he wanted?

Damn, the thought of that happening had him fisting his hands at his sides.

"She lives with you?" Eventually, Aiden broke the thick silence that hung in the air. The whore forgotten, he stepped closer to Alex, Kate's musk wafting his nostrils. "You holler at me whenever it comes to me touching her, but you harbored her and fucked her as much as you wanted, Alex?"

He chuckled as Alex's eyes dimmed in anger. "Whatever shit I do has nothing to do with you, Aiden. It's my life, and I'll live it the way I see fit!" In a deep husky voice, Alex fired.

He moved away from Aiden's space and went to the bar to grab some mojito shots. Pouring the drink into his glass, he angled his head backward and downed the drink, letting it fizzle down his throat.

"Fuck yeah... your life has nothing to do with me, yet you poke your nose whenever I stick my hands on Kate, is it not?" Aiden said accusatorily.

Alex bored his eyes on him and nodded. "Because she's meant to..." He bit back his other words.

The heck was going on? Aiden was supposed to be sharing Kate with him, but why didn't he want that when it came to

 Kate?

Huffing, Aiden whispered out. "And I was damn busy thinking of how to make it up to you because of what happened the last time? I thought make-up sex would unite us together, but no... you're fucking enjoying the pussy alone. Damn you, Alex!" Alex threw his face away. He hadn't thought about that. Oh, it was only then that he registered the girl behind Aiden.

Looks like a typical Sin City whore with piercings all over her ear and jaw.

"Fuck... I can't believe this just happened!" Aiden muttered. All he could see was Kate sprawled on the couch like a feast while Alex devoured her with those callused fingers of his.

He tried to move across the space to the room Kate was in, but he stopped midway and stared at Alex.

"I also want to have that cunt you enjoy. I thought we do things together. Share women together, but you are against our brotherhood!"

The anger and spikes of jealousy he felt made him whirl back and storm off. The whore matched behind him.

Kate slumped against the door after Aiden muttered his last words - which Kate couldn't hear - and stormed off. The way his footfalls hammered against the tiled floor proved to Kate the spikes of anger Aiden felt.

Are they always like this? Arguing and fighting each other? Or did it just kick off since her presence in their lives?

That last reel of thought worried Kate. If she's the reason they are at each other's throats, then she has to do something. She can't be the reason blood brothers, twins, will sever ties with each other.

Unease settled deep inside Kate as she edged away from the door and moved across the room to recline on the bed. 

She was waiting to see if the call she got earlier would come in again. It was her baby boy's voice that she once heard, and that literally added to her worry.

She held her heart with caution, waiting for a call back and also thinking of a way to squeeze away from the twins without so much as being the cause of their relentless fights. But if they fight over her, does that mean they both feel something for her?

That thought sent a jolt of sensation through her, and she propped up a bit from the bed.

Could the sex gods, the twins, feel something for her? 

Oh, of course, they can't, Kate hummed under her breath. 

The receptionist at Brazzers made it clear to her that the sex gods don't love. They don't do emotional attachment things. They only fuck.

So definitely, they are just fighting over who will fuck her best. That must be their reason, considering the fact they share women all their life.

Kate felt a ripple of disappointment at the conclusion she drew, but, by all accounts, that's true. 

The sex gods are 'no strings attached' men.

That only means she has to grip her feelings for them and, at best, keep it away from their knowledge.

She was still swimming in a mud of thoughts about the twins when her broken-screen phone vibrated again.

Fingers fast, she caught her phone in her palms and worked on the receiver tab.

"Kate...?"

Tiffany's voice was tiny as it streamed into the speaker and impaled Kate's ears.

The worry note in her sister's tone was not lost on Kate. Just some minutes ago, she heard Gabby's phone, but she couldn't respond before the line disconnected. She wondered whether their father's condition had worsened or something happened to Gabby or Tiffany.

She reined in her fear and asked, keeping the worry away from her voice.

"Tiffany, how are you?"

"I-I'm good, Kate, and you?" Tiffany stuttered at first but finally regained her composure.

Sighing hugely after hearing Tiffany's good voice, she said, "I'm good. How about dad and my boy? Mmmh?"

"Dad's good," was all Tiffany answered.

"And Gabby?" Now, Kate was worried about her son. "I heard his voice not long ago...."

She was still trying to get some questions out when Tiffany intruded.

"Kate." A slight pause, then. "Gabby's demanding to see his father."

All blood from Kate's body solidified at that confession.

Was that why he called her before?

Hell, she hadn't even gotten her life together in Sin City to think about looking for Gabby's father.

 And where in hell would she find the man in question?

Tiffany truly knows how that pains Kate; that was why when Gabby took her phone and called Kate before, she had to restrain the boy.

But for how long will Kate keep the secret from the boy?

She should do something.

"Omigod. How am I going to do this?" Kate blurted.

"You have to tell him...."

"No, Tiffany, I can't. It's going to break him. That boy Gabby has never had a good life since he was born. He's never been to school. Nothing. Telling him I don't know who his father is... it's going to... break him, Sis, I can't."

"Kate. Gabby's tantrum is really getting out of control. He demands to see you during Christmas week, and he'll come over to Las Vegas."

Kate's eyes bulged at that revelation.

 Christmas is practically next week. Her son wants to come to Las Vegas? 

And she's staying in a man's house. No, no, she shouldn't be here. Find somewhere better.

"But Tiffany...."

"Find someone who'll act as a father to him until Christmas is over," Tiffany suggested.

Oh, one week. One week is all Kate has to find a stand-in father for her son.

TBC.