who had a pleased smirk on his face, and me. My face flushed hot, but I did my best to maintain my composure. Just seeing Ben rattled the foundation of my newly built self-control.
“We sure do,” Ben answered. He rose from where he sat across from my father and strode over to me. He pulled me into a hug, and I went rigid. Ben either didn’t care or didn’t notice. Instead of releasing me, he lingered.
I looked around the room. I made a concerted effort not to put my private life on display. What I did behind closed doors was no one’s business but mine, but here I was with Ben pressing his body against mine. To make matters worse, his cock slowly hardened against my thigh.
This was not going to go well.
My father glued his wide eyes to the floor and scratched his fingers through his thick facial hair. My brothers, like the jerks they were, snickered behind me.
“No need to tell us how,” Pierce commented.
Ben chuckled before finally releasing me. “Why does your mind always go straight to the gutter?” he asked.
“Because that’s where my brother lives,” I replied. I shot him an even stare that told him to drop it or else.
Pierce answered my threat with a big, goofy grin. He was clearly not done being an ass.
Mason patted my shoulder before squeezing by Ben and me to get to Drake. “I’m just glad you’re getting some,” he said. “Since I’ve never seen you with anyone but us, I was beginning to think you were either a hermit or a serial masturbator.”
“Mason!” Our father reprimanded from where he sat. He ran his big hand through his short-cropped dark hair before straightening the creases in the black pants he wore for the Sabbat.
“Will all y’all stop teasin’ him?” Drake asked in his Texas twang. Dressed in a long-sleeved shirt and sweater vest, he rose from the couch and gave me a big hug. “It’s good to see you again. It’s been too long.”
“Thank you, Drake,” I replied. Even though Mason was a pain, I liked Drake. Despite the hurt he had suffered, he had a ready smile on his lips, and true kindness reflected in his cornflower blue eyes. I turned from his warmth and leered at Pierce and Mason, who giggled like schoolkids. “I would say it’s good to be home, but since my brothers are here, I’d be lying.”
“Can we get back to the business at hand?” Pierce asked.
My father nodded. “Yes, let’s.”
“So how did you two meet?” Pierce asked.
“Pierce!” In about half a second, Dad was going to send my older brother flying through the window into the backyard.
“What?” he asked, a look of pretend innocence widening his expression. “You can’t tell me you’re not wondering the same thing.”
“It’s none of our business,” my father answered. “And frankly, I don’t need the details.”
Before I could agree with him, Ben opened his big mouth. “It’s not a secret. We met at Starbucks yesterday,” he said as he returned to his seat.
“A coffeehouse?” Pierce asked. “I didn’t know you trolled Starbucks for tail. I’m gonna have to give that a try.”
Everyone laughed except my father. His bearded face twisted in revulsion. “That’s enough,” he said. He eyed Pierce, silently telling him if he continued, there would be hell to pay. I half hoped Pierce would. Nothing would make me happier right now than to see my older brother brought down a couple of pegs.
Pierce evidently got the hint. He shoved his hands in the pockets of his slacks like a little kid. “All right. No need to get violent.”
I exhaled in relief. The teasing had finally ceased, so I plopped down in the wingback chair across from the couch where Mason, Drake, and Ben sat.
“I still can’t believe you’re Pierce’s brother,” Ben said. He locked his gaze on mine and unconsciously licked his lips. The seductive gesture triggered a flush that spread across my body. It wasn’t embarrassment but an overwhelming desire to jump his bones.
I shook it off and
“We sure do,” Ben answered. He rose from where he sat across from my father and strode over to me. He pulled me into a hug, and I went rigid. Ben either didn’t care or didn’t notice. Instead of releasing me, he lingered.
I looked around the room. I made a concerted effort not to put my private life on display. What I did behind closed doors was no one’s business but mine, but here I was with Ben pressing his body against mine. To make matters worse, his cock slowly hardened against my thigh.
This was not going to go well.
My father glued his wide eyes to the floor and scratched his fingers through his thick facial hair. My brothers, like the jerks they were, snickered behind me.
“No need to tell us how,” Pierce commented.
Ben chuckled before finally releasing me. “Why does your mind always go straight to the gutter?” he asked.
“Because that’s where my brother lives,” I replied. I shot him an even stare that told him to drop it or else.
Pierce answered my threat with a big, goofy grin. He was clearly not done being an ass.
Mason patted my shoulder before squeezing by Ben and me to get to Drake. “I’m just glad you’re getting some,” he said. “Since I’ve never seen you with anyone but us, I was beginning to think you were either a hermit or a serial masturbator.”
“Mason!” Our father reprimanded from where he sat. He ran his big hand through his short-cropped dark hair before straightening the creases in the black pants he wore for the Sabbat.
“Will all y’all stop teasin’ him?” Drake asked in his Texas twang. Dressed in a long-sleeved shirt and sweater vest, he rose from the couch and gave me a big hug. “It’s good to see you again. It’s been too long.”
“Thank you, Drake,” I replied. Even though Mason was a pain, I liked Drake. Despite the hurt he had suffered, he had a ready smile on his lips, and true kindness reflected in his cornflower blue eyes. I turned from his warmth and leered at Pierce and Mason, who giggled like schoolkids. “I would say it’s good to be home, but since my brothers are here, I’d be lying.”
“Can we get back to the business at hand?” Pierce asked.
My father nodded. “Yes, let’s.”
“So how did you two meet?” Pierce asked.
“Pierce!” In about half a second, Dad was going to send my older brother flying through the window into the backyard.
“What?” he asked, a look of pretend innocence widening his expression. “You can’t tell me you’re not wondering the same thing.”
“It’s none of our business,” my father answered. “And frankly, I don’t need the details.”
Before I could agree with him, Ben opened his big mouth. “It’s not a secret. We met at Starbucks yesterday,” he said as he returned to his seat.
“A coffeehouse?” Pierce asked. “I didn’t know you trolled Starbucks for tail. I’m gonna have to give that a try.”
Everyone laughed except my father. His bearded face twisted in revulsion. “That’s enough,” he said. He eyed Pierce, silently telling him if he continued, there would be hell to pay. I half hoped Pierce would. Nothing would make me happier right now than to see my older brother brought down a couple of pegs.
Pierce evidently got the hint. He shoved his hands in the pockets of his slacks like a little kid. “All right. No need to get violent.”
I exhaled in relief. The teasing had finally ceased, so I plopped down in the wingback chair across from the couch where Mason, Drake, and Ben sat.
“I still can’t believe you’re Pierce’s brother,” Ben said. He locked his gaze on mine and unconsciously licked his lips. The seductive gesture triggered a flush that spread across my body. It wasn’t embarrassment but an overwhelming desire to jump his bones.
I shook it off and
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