Garden of Sins

“Just reminding you of the facts, Carter, so you don’t forget them. We don’t want to scare her away.”

I roll my eyes. He’s actually not that controlling about his women. I can do whatever I want with them. However, Alayna has really taken a shine to him. Whatever, as long as I get my shot because I love her tight pussy.

We stare at each other like two cops about to go at each other. No one takes their eyes off the other.

At that moment, Alayna stumbles up laughing and throws herself onto Caden’s lap. Shit, she’s plastered. Hopefully, she will sober up soon. You can’t do anything with her this way.

Alayna kisses my brother, who returns the kiss. His eyes are on me as if to warn me to treat Alayna well. God, who cares?

Without further ado, I get up with a groan and stroll away to get a drink at the bar. It is completely occupied, but I just push between the people at the bar before I try to get the bartender’s attention.

Then, I notice someone else. Directly across from me at the bar.

There is a small, black-haired elf standing there. She is talking to a guy and glancing over her shoulder as if she is in a hurry. She seems rushed and I tilt my head and check her out.

She has black hair that is a bit curly at the end. Her face is angular and she chews on her full lower lip. There is something about her that makes me look at her for more than the usual five seconds. For some reason, I want to know why she seems so rushed.

The next time she lets her gaze wander, it stays on me for a moment. Her eyes are light green...and something sticks in me for a moment. The gold cross she wears around her neck flashes in the spotlights and she looks me over. The black dress nestles tightly around her petite body.

And fuck, I want to fuck her.

I raise one brow and she furrows hers. Her gaze rushes back to the other guy as I push off the bar and move toward her, not letting her out of my sight as I pass the other assholes.

She slips under the guy’s arm and rips something out of his hand that looks like a wad of money in the dim light and scurries away. She squeezes between the people and disappears out of view.

Okay.

No chick has ever run away from me.

Okay, I think, confused, and stand there like a fool. The guy she was talking to is also gone when I glance back at the bar.

For a moment, I consider going after her but shake my head. That’s a no-go.

I turn around and get my damn drink. Then I go back to plan Alayna, also good!

As soon as I have my whiskey, I stroll back to our booth and forget about the green-eyed chick.

Alayna’s legs lie sideways over Caden’s, his hand is buried in her hair, and he kisses her deeply and uncontrollably in a way that is unfamiliar to me.

Still frowning, I sink into the chair next to them.

Alayna lets her hands slide straight down Caden’s cheeks and holds him tight. His jaw moves as he kisses her deeper. I finish my glass and watch them for a while. I really need to fuck now. I can’t take it anymore.

Caden pushes Alayna’s legs apart, which are stretched out in my direction, so I can see everything I haven’t had in two days. I wonder if she knows I’m here with an unobstructed view of her center.

Caden cups Alayna’s little wet pussy with his tattooed hand and she moans and throws her head back. I wonder how drunk she is. Definitely drunk enough to spread her legs in front of me and show me everything in the middle of a club. A secluded, dark corner, but still. Whoever wants to see something sees everything.

Just what Caden loves. Usually. Though lately, he shows less and less of that.

He lets go of Alayna’s lips, looks at me, and raises an eyebrow. Silently, he tells me that it’s finally my turn. Yay.

He is so busy preparing her. For both of us. Soon, it won’t be just fingers anymore and not just one of us. That’s how it always works. Until it gets too boring and Caden has to find someone new.

I slide closer. What can I say? I ca

To distract her, Caden grabs Alayna’s face and kisses her again. Then he takes his hand off her. This is my cue to stroke her thigh upwards with mine.

If she knew how many times we’ve done this here.

I know her body inside and out by now. I love dealing with it. Really. Because her body is perfect.

I push her pelvis back down when it automatically lifts a little, back into his lap because I don’t like it when a woman tries to set the tone. Caden moans into her mouth because I pressed her tight ass against his cock.

Then I let my hand wander further up and penetrate her with two fingers, without hesitation. What? I am in withdrawal.

I know she is ready. Now, she moans into Caden’s mouth and squirms around his lap. I wonder if she believes it’s his hand. Whatever. I bend my fingers inside her, watch what I’m doing, and imagine what we’ll be doing to her very soon, and what sounds she’ll make then.

I try to forget the earlier discussion with Caden and focus on the fact that we will fuck Alayna soon. Physically and above all, psychologically.

She wants to escape the kiss to see what’s actually going on, but Caden won’t let her, and grabs her hair, forcing her to stay with him. Now he kisses Alayna even more urgently so that she almost goes crazy. She claws at his hair. Then he looks at me urgently and tells me that I should let her come. All right, sir.

I bring her to the climax so that she moans loudly against his lips and contracts around my fingers. I grit my teeth because I want to shove my cock into her and feel it that way.

As soon as the orgasm has subsided, I pull back, slide away from her, and light a cigarette. I put my arms on the back of the seat and pretend that I’ve been sitting here the entire time. Nothing happens. My fingers were not in her but here on this glass, even though I am hard, but she doesn’t notice that in the dim light.

Caden only now lets go of Alayna and puts a hand on her thigh as she looks around irritated and totally confused. Our eyes meet and mine say: What do you want from me, Alayna?

I love that she is so confused.

Confused, she crawls off Caden’s lap to the seat between us; her lips tremble and her breath is erratic. Her face is red.

“Are you thirsty?” I ask provocatively. “You seem so hot, Alayna. Is everything okay? Have you been dancing too much?”

Caden strokes her hair from behind, grabbing the ends and pulling them back so that they land on the soft padding. I know he’s so hot for her right now that he’d like to fuck her mouth right here and now. But he does not. Because he can control himself. We get it.

“Caden?” Alayna asks, irritated, and glances up at him.

“Yes?” he replies with raised eyebrows.

Alayna bends conspiratorially in his direction and thinks – typically drunk – that I don’t hear her, but I do. “What was that?” she asks wide-eyed.

“What was what, baby girl?” he replies.

Alayna waves a frantic finger between us and gives me a short, suspicious look. “That!”

“What do you think?” he answers, irritated. He’s such a damn good actor.

“But you, and he, and I, and we did, and shit, Caden, what’s going on?” She flashes him a warning look.