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Walking down the stairs at my father’s house I’m greeted by the sight of my brother sitting at the dining table grinning at me mischievously, i swear to god if he says a word.
“Grab a plate dear, and good morning, Niko, I didn’t know you were joining us.” My mother says with that welcoming look on her face. This is the first time all of us, including Glynns boyfriend Kill, and Mia, Landon’s girlfriend, are all in the same room together with my parents.
“Sorry about that ma’am. My plane was late getting in. Bran had to sneak me in late last night.” My father doesn’t look happy at that admission, but surprisingly, he lets it go.

I sneak a look at Landon and he’s still smiling like the joker. It’s fitting really. I glare at him and ducks his head now, smiling at his plate of pancakes. “What has you all cheery Lan? You must be happy your girlfriend’s staying the weekend. Oh, how happy I am. We all get to be together, even just for a bit.” My mother drags on.
“I wouldn’t say all of us are happy.” Dad chimes in.

We sit down with the rest of them, Kill and Glynn are to busy being all lovey lovey to notice the tension in the room, I’m surprised dad isn’t getting the shot gun out with their obvious display of PDA but he seems to refuse to even glance in their direction. “That much sugar can’t be healthy to eat this early in the morning,” I chastise Niko.
“I need something to counteract the salty snack I had earlier” He whispers in my ear while reaching to grab another croissant. I drop my head to smile, I can accept that logic.

As I survey the breakfast spread in front of me Landon opens his mouth, “You moan like a whore.”

The table is silent now baring my father who immediately starts choking on his cereal. I hear mum patting his back as Killian breaks out into laughter.
I feel Nikos hand move to my thigh, “Do you have to be so crude, we’re all just trying to eat breakfast. Grow up.” Lans eyebrows lift in defiance. Don’t do it, don’t do it.

“I’m sorry I’m the one being crude?” He looks to dad who’s currently being force fed water by mum as he continues to cough up his food. “I Just walked in on you getting your ass eaten, how’s that for crude.” And now dad’s choking on said water.
“Jesus Christ, what is this an interrogation? That’s what you get for not knocking asshole.” Nikolai says to my right.

“Dad—.” He puts his hand up to signal for me to stop, he’s still catching his breath from Landons musings.
“Well this has been an informative morning.” Glynn muses from her spot at the table. I bury my face in my hands, not knowing how to move on from this conversation without any more embarrassment. “You know if you’re jealous you can just say that.” Niko adds shoving another treat into his mouth. “I’m sure I can hook you up with someone willing to give you the attention you’re lacking.”

“Why would I do that when I have your sister to do it for me.” Niko stands up at that growling. “Your reaction is over the top don’t you think given the scene I walked into, you have my sibling I have yours.”

“Okay lets simmer down, Landon stop telling everyone your brothers business, no one wants to hear it.” Dad gives Lan a look before turning to face me, “And Brandon maybe lock your door next time.” He tries to hide his cringe but it barley conceals it.

“Wait no I have more questions, what the deal with the piercings, you know the dick ones. Can you feel them when he fuc—” Standing up I grab the back of Landons chair and pull it backwards away from the table. Landon’s laughing is still echoing in the room when I halt my movements leaving Landon ten metres away from the table. Sitting back down I grab my utensils and look up. Everyone’s eyes are on me, “What? His dick is pierced get over it.”

“I have the video if anyone wants to see it, he cried like a baby.” Killian goes to grab his phone when he notices my glare. “Okay, okay. No dick video.”

“Did it hurt.” The last person I expected to ask that question was my mother but I guess this is hell. “No ma’am my pain tolerance is quite high. Plus it was worth it.”

My father focuses his gaze on my mother, with his eyebrows raised. “What I’m curious.” she states when she notices his attention.
“Could we go back to eating now please.” I beg.

———

Niko slams my body against the wall, trapping me in the powerful grip of his arms. Our lips collide with a fiery intensity, his tongue dominating mine as he tastes like sweet sugar and radiates scorching heat. I grasp at the back of his neck, pulling on the band holding his hair together as I plunge my fingers through it, urging him closer to me.
"God, that turns me on," Niko growls between kisses, pushing his hardened length against mine. I moan and nibble on his bottom lip before pulling away. "We have to stop or go to my room. Someone could hear us."
But Niko's mouth is already roaming down my neck, nipping and sucking on my skin. He grinds against me once again, hitting a spot that makes me melt into a puddle under his touch. "Damn it, Niko, you need to stop." He just chuckles and grabs a handful of my ass, pulling us impossibly closer.
"We both know you don't want me to stop, baby." He pinches my nipple and crashes his lips onto mine again, expertly invading my mouth with his tongue. Unable to resist any longer, I grab onto his neck and flip our positions, pressing him against the wall while I swallow him up with my body.

Niko looks at me from beneath hooded eyes, his gaze filled with heated desire. "I can see all those filthy thoughts written all over your face, baby." For a moment, we forget where we are – in the games room just across from the kitchen where my parents are currently situated. "Go lock the door," I growl at him.
Niko just smirks and gracefully slides out from my hold. "Is it locked?" His expression is seductive and hungry, the same one he always wears when we're alone together – a sultry smile that hardens my cock.
He sits on the couch next to the pool table and motions for me to join him. "Yes, baby. And now you're going to have to be quiet. You know how much I love when you turn into a whimpering mess, but we don't need your father walking in on us."
I straddle his spread legs and gasp as our cocks brush against each other. Unable to resist any longer, I grind down, eliciting an arousing groan from Niko. "Now who's the one who needs to shut up?" I tease, but Niko quickly flips our positions, pinning me down onto the couch with his body.

A whimper escapes my lips as this position reminds me of something else entirely. "What was that, baby?" Niko chastises with an amused chuckle.
I grab onto his hair and pull his face down to mine. "Just fuck me," I beg with a whisper.
"Say please," he responds, his voice dripping with desire.
"Please fuck me. I need it," I plead, unable to hide my desperation.
"What is it you need?" Niko teases, his eyes darkening with lust.
"You. I need you, Niko. Please, just fuck me already." I practically beg him.
"Good boy, baby," he coos before returning his lips to mine, igniting a blazing inferno between us.
With lightning speed, Niko rips our clothes off and pulls a packet of lube from his pocket. In one swift motion, he bites off the corner with his teeth and positions me for better access to my eager hole. He coats his fingers in slick lube and plunges two inside me, causing an audible gasp to escape my lips.
"Fuck," I moan as he stretches me open at a rapid pace. "You're so fucking hot.”
Niko chuckles and withdraws his fingers, wedging himself between my legs as he smears the remaining lube on his throbbing cock. Hovering over me, he presses a slow, possessive kiss onto my mouth before whispering, "Stay quiet while I fuck the cum out of you."
My body is ablaze as he positions himself at my entrance and pushes inside with one hard thrust. I bite down on my lip, trying to stifle the primal noises threatening to escape as Niko expertly pounds into me.

"I can't hold back," I whisper desperately.
Niko kisses me again, silencing any sounds that may arise as our bodies move in perfect synchronisation. The taste of blood fills my mouth from where I've bitten down too hard, but Niko only intensifies his movements in response.
"Are you okay, baby?" he breathes against my lips. "Your ass is squeezing me like a vice."
I can only whimper in response, craving more of him. Niko wraps his hand around my neglected dick and strokes it in time with his powerful thrusts.
"We have to be quick," he grunts between gritted teeth. "They'll come looking for us soon - something about family bonding."
With a wicked grin, Niko sits up and angles my hips in just the right spot, sending a wave of pleasure through my entire body as a loud moan escapes me. His thrusts become more frenzied, matching the rhythm of my needy cries.
In this moment, there is nothing but us - nothing else matters except for the intense connection between our bodies and the raw desire fuelling our every move leaving me gasping and trembling in his skilled hands.
I'm writhing uncontrollably, my body tight with need as Nikos hand relentlessly pumps my cock. I grab his hand and shove it to my mouth, desperate to muffle the sinful moans escaping my lips.

"Your ass was made for me," Niko growls through gritted teeth, his thrusts becoming increasingly animalistic. Pre-cum drips from my throbbing dick, my balls tight and ready to explode at any moment.
"F-fuck...I'm gonna cum," I pant, my words blending together in a frenzy. There are no longer any hands on my cock, just the relentless pounding of Niko's length against my prostate.
"You feel so good, baby," he praises between grunts. "Your greedy ass was made for me. Be a good boy and cum for me."
His words push me over the edge, my body convulsing as waves of pleasure rip through me. I cry out in ecstasy, forgetting all about staying quiet as warm ropes of slick cum coat our abs.
"Look at you," Niko murmurs, impressed. "You cum so prettily for me."
But I'm not satisfied yet. I need more of him inside me and I demand it with a passionate kiss. We ravage each other's mouths, fighting for dominance until he pauses to pant against my lips.
"Come inside me, Niko," I beg. "I need to feel your cum dripping out of me."
He tenses and bites his lip before finally releasing himself inside me with a deep grunt. He kisses me tenderly afterwards, still pumping his hips to ensure every last drop is delivered deep within me before relaxing on top of me.
"You were definitely not quiet," he rasps against my shoulder.
I laugh breathlessly “Yes well its not like Landon hasn’t already outed my whorish moans everyone, We’ll just have to hope my parents finished washing up from breakfast early.”

“Come on let’s get up and try to sneak back to my room before someone sees us.” He pulls out of me then and I groan, the trickling of his cum is a welcoming feeling, and I smile but Niko has other ideas. I feel his fingers scoop up the mess of cum with his fingers and push it back against my hole, fucking it back inside me. “Niko don’t.. I.. Ffuuuck.” My cock is growing stiffer by the second, but he doesn’t relent.
I sit up then and grab his hand, “What? Just making sure you got it all.” I smile at his antics not having a response.

We dress quickly, as I try not to stare at his body and get so distracted we go another round before we’re able to hide in the confines of my room. “Come on.” I tell him when we’re both presentable.

Grabbing his hand I slowly turn the handle of the games room, peering out to make sure the coast is clear, when I see that it is I pull Niko along and down the hallway. Dad is standing with his eyebrows raised. Stopping and straightening my stance I give a tightlipped smile. “We have some things to do so we wont be able to make it to family bonding time.” I say to dad, hoping he doesn’t see though my lie.

He just stares at me, eyebrows still raised and nods. Excelling a breath I relax my shoulders but then he opens his mouth. “Your brother was right you know, you do moan like a whore.”

The only sound I hear after that is Landons maniacal laugh echoing through the house.

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“You fucking bastard,” I seethe, my fingers tangling in Niko's hair as I forcefully devour his mouth, our tongues battling for dominance. With my other hand I grip his throat slamming him against the cold door of the heathens mansion, my desire for him consuming me.

“Do you really think you can stay mad at me baby?” Niko smiles against my lips, before biting down hard on my lips. I grit my teeth and retaliate by clamping down on his tongue, drawing blood. He hisses in pain but doesn't pull away, instead pushing me back with equal force, flipping our positions. I’ve already forgotten what we were arguing about.

As he trails hot kisses down my neck, I let out a low moan. My grip tightens around his throat before releasing it and bringing his lips back to mine.

“Mmm, you know how much that turns me on.” Niko purrs in between kisses. I tighten my hold on his neck even more and he groans in pleasure, “I need to be inside you." He nudges my legs apart and grinds his erection against mine, sending sparks of pleasure through us both.

“Niko,” I whine, wrapping my arms tightly around his neck and rubbing myself against his thigh. “Why do you have to make it so fucking hard for me to stay mad at you?” My words are barely audible over our heavy breathing.

But Niko's hands are already trying to unbuckling my belt, determined to have me. I try to push him away but he grabs my wrists and pins them above my head, holding me against the door while he continues to ravage my mouth with soft yet teasing kisses. My body betrays me as a shudder runs through me at his touch.

“You son of a bitch,” I manage to whisper between gasps as Niko's lips move down to my neck again, leaving a trail of hot kisses and love bites. His hand cups my erection, applying just the right amount of pressure to make me moan in pleasure.

The door behind us begins to sway as he pulls the handle but Niko holds on to my waist, keeping me steady. Once we're inside the mansion, he doesn't waste any time, locking the door and pressing my body against it as our desperation for each other consumes us completely.

My hands tighten on his nape, fingers digging into his skin as I pull him closer. With a dangerous glint in my eyes whispering harshly, "Get on your fucking knees." His smile widens and he drops to the floor eagerly, fumbling with my zipper as he goes.

But before he can get started I hear a voice in the distance, "As riveting as this performance is, I’m going to have to stop you there." I look up from Niko’s face to find Jeromy sitting in the dark. I try to move away but Niko doesn't let go easily, his fingers digging into the flesh of my thighs to keep me close.
"Fuck off, Jer. I’m busy,” Niko growls at him, annoyance clear in his voice.
I can feel both of their gazes on me now and it makes me uneasy. "Niko," I snap, trying to regain control of the situation.

He stands up straight, running a hand through his hair and turning to face Jeremy with a scowl. "Did you need something? I was hoping to defile my lotus on that couch and you’re ruining my vision." he smirks devilishly.

"Niko stop talking,"
Ignoring me completely, Niko moves closer to my side. "Do you not see my vision?” He whispers in my ear “I was going to bend you over the back of it and fuck you until you’re hoarse,"
I cough nervously, trying to hide the effect he has on me. "That was unnecessary.”

“I never would have guessed that The Landon King’s twin brother would bottom.” Jeremy muses.
“You don’t know that. I could be the bottom.” Niko shoots back. This is not the conversation I was expecting to witness today.
“You’re too much of a pussy to bottom.”
“I am not.”
“The one and only time you bottomed, you limped around the house for a week and refused to sit down.”

I purse my lips, trying to hold back an eruption of laughter bubbling in my chest. Niko's sharp glare brings me back to reality. "You're supposed to be on my side," he growls. God I love him.

"What, you want to flip fuck or something?" He suggests with a mischievous smirk. He tilts his head, deep in thought.
My face twists in confusion. "Flip what?"
"You're bad at being gay, even I know what that means." Jeremy's presence suddenly registers and I turn my attention to him, wondering why he's still here.

His expression turns serious as he questions me, "Is there a reason you hurt my Nikolai?"
I bristle at the possessive tone and retort, "He's not your Nikolai." But Jeremy just raises an eyebrow, ignoring my response. “Are you sure?” he asks pointedly.
A surge of anger courses through me and I snap back, "Fuck you." Jeromy’s eyebrows shoot to his hair line almost looking impressed at my response.

"God, you're hot when you're possessive," Niko interrupts from beside me with a low chuckle. "Let’s forget the vision and I’ll just fuck you against the wall, any wall, you can pick," he whispers seductively in my ear.

My cheeks flush at his boldness as I try to explain myself to Jeremy. "I didn't intend to hurt him, he was just collateral damage in the midst of my own issues."

“Baby, you don’t need to explain yourself.”
“Niko, I hurt you. Jeremy is just being a good friend.” I shoot back.
“I should have had you bent over that couch 5 minutes ago and he’s interrupting that, so no, he’s not being a very good friend right now.” He says way too loud.

“And we now circle back to Landon King’s twin being a bottom.” Jeremy looks way too impressed with himself. “Does this mean technically you know what Landon would look on his knees for you?”

Nikolai looks disgusted, now scowling at Jeremy. “Why would you say that? Killian’s, now my favourite cousin, please leave.” He turns to me, brushing his lips softly against mine. “Unless you’re interested in watching.”

For some reason I just smile against his mouth. Being here with him proudly showing affection in front of his friend is so freeing. Turning my head a fraction, I slant my lips over his.
“I love you.” I speak into his mouth. It’s his turn to smile now. “Wildly and unapologetically.”

Forgetting all about Jeremy, I grab onto Nikolai’s arm and pull him along towards the stairs, guiding him towards his bedroom.

I strip off my clothes and he follows suit, revealing our bodies in nothing but underwear. He forcefully shoves me onto the bed, his lips crashing onto mine in a rough, possessive kiss. I wrap my legs tightly around him as he presses his hard cock against mine.
"You're perfect," he growls, tracing his lips down my cheek and over my neck, pausing to nibble on my skin until it stings. His mouth travels down my body, leaving no inch untouched. Each kiss and bite sets me on fire and I struggle to catch my breath.
"Niko," I gasp, my voice turning into a desperate whimper as he tilts his head and sucks on my hip, marking me with a hickey just above my waistband.
My hips buck uncontrollably as I feel myself leaking through my boxers. "Please," I whisper.

In the next second, he's flipping me over and pushing my face down into the mattress. With both hands, Niko roughly rips apart my underwear for easy access to my ass.

"Fuck," I moan into the sheets, lifting my hips up eagerly as he spreads me open with his thumbs. I moan loudly when his mouth finds my hole, spitting on it, then spreading it around with his tongue.
My body twists and turns as I grab onto his head to push myself back onto his talented tongue. He chuckles before pulling away slightly. "Greedy whore," he teases before going back to work.

I can't contain the sounds of pleasure escaping me as he spears his tongue inside of me, relentless in giving me everything I need. "Fucckk Niko please," I beg desperately before feeling the sharp sting of a slap directed at the back of my left thigh. It makes me flinch and cry out even harder. The sound of his groans fills my ears as I whimper, craving more of him.

“Hands.” I hear Niko demand when he comes up for air. I move my hands from gripping the sheets to behind me. Nikolai grabs both my wrist in one hand the action forces my chest to be pushed into the bed, halting any movement I can make as he licks me again. I can feel the orgasm looming over me, my balls full trapped underneath me still confined in my boxers.

The building pressure in my groin intensifies as my orgasm approaches, my trapped balls only adding to the sensation.
"I don’t want to cum like this," I beg, "Please baby just fuck me already.” He pauses in his movements, pulling back to smooth his hand over one of my ass cheeks before giving it a sharp smack.

"You want my cock, baby boy?" he taunts, giving another hard smack and eliciting a gasp from my lips. Reaching between my legs, he grasps at my clothed arousal and squeezes it tightly. "Are you going to come as soon as I put it in?" My mind is a jumbled mess of pleasure and desperation, rendering me unable to form coherent words. "Tell me," Niko demands, squeezing harder on my balls. "Do you want to come in your boxers baby?”

My hands remain bound behind me as I gasp and push back onto his bare cock. "Yes Niko," I pant out, "I need it. Please." With that, Niko lines himself, slowly feeding the tip of his cock inside my ass, then without giving me any warning thrusts himself into me with such force that I cannot contain the loud groan bubbling up my chest.

“Fuck baby, fuck, your ass was made for me wasn’t it? My needy baby needed my cock didn’t he?” He starts thrusting then, hitting the exact spot that makes me go wild. Im beyond words, rendered speechless from his ruthless poundings. “You’re so beautiful like this.”

My body jolts with each sharp slap of his hand against my ass, spurring me on towards a new level of pleasure. His breath is hot against the back of my head as he nuzzles into my hair, his chest pressed firmly against my back. With each thrust, he drives deeper and faster, igniting a burning need within me.
“Im gonna cum Niko.” I manage to spit out, “Fuck I can’t—-I need more.”

He slows down, teasingly rolling his hips and hitting just the right spot inside of me. My entire body is on fire as he fucks me with wild abandon, the chain around his neck scraping along my skin and sending shivers down my spine.

"Come on baby boy you can do it, cum for me." he commands, reaching around my body to palm my cock. And suddenly, I am gone, lost in a sea of ecstasy as my boxers become soaked with my cum. The sounds escaping from my lips would make a porn star jealous as my orgasm continues to wash over me, fuelled by Niko's own desire.

"Niko, fuck,” I moan out as his face hovers next to mine, his ragged breaths filling my ears. "You feel so good."
His thrusts become erratic and I know he is close too. "You're mine," he growls fiercely as he reaches his climax, filling me with cum.
"You belong to me," he whispers possessively in my ear as he collapses on to my back.

I can’t help but think about how long I denied myself this. The feeling of complete and total need for a human. There was always something I was holding back from in my hook ups with Nikolai, I just didn’t realise how much better everything would be if I let him in completely.

“I love you Nikolai, I don’t even think love is how to describe it, it’s more than that I can feel you everywhere.”
I feel him smile into my shoulder, releasing the grip on my hands as he kisses my nape. “Are you sure that’s not just because I’m still in your ass.” I let out a laugh, smiling wider than I thought was ever possible for me.
“Definitely not.” I reply, he shifts his hips a fraction causing me to suck in a breath. “Ok maybe.”

“Do you want me to move right now.” He says shifting our bodies so we’re spooning, his cock still filling me.
“No, I like this, can we stay like this.”
“Of course baby, go to bed, we’ll deal with the rest in the morning.” He pushes his head into the crock of my neck inhaling my scent. Closing my eyes I concentrate on his breathing as it lulls me to sleep.
“It’s definitely more than love.” I hear right before I drift off.

*****

The darkness of the night is shattered by the loud creaking of a door opening. My eyes snap open, searching for Niko in a panic but I feel warmth of his skin next to me, we must have shifted in our sleep.

Sitting up abruptly, my gaze falls upon Jeromy's illuminated figure from the bright light in the hallway. His eyes meet mine with a silent command to follow him.
Without wasting any time, I scramble out of bed and nearly trip over myself as I rush to put on a pair of sweats. My heart thuds nervously in my chest as I make my way down the stairs of the heathens mansion. Jeromy is already in the kitchen, digging through the fridge before gesturing a beer towards me. But I shake my head, knowing I have class in a couple hours.

"Why did you come here? Niko told me about the penthouse," Jeromy's voice is cold and calculating.
"It was closer," I reply hesitantly, "And maybe I wanted to see this place on my own terms, not when one of your buddies needed rescuing."
A brief twitch of his lips betrays a hint of amusement before he settles back into his serious expression.
"You always had a choice to come here, you simply chose wrong," he says quietly.

I can feel his words cutting deep into my soul. For weeks now, I have been avoiding this confrontation.
"If Landon found out about us, he would have killed Niko. And maybe I wasn't ready to be out yet...to admit that there was something different about me," I correct myself.
"But still, you could have chosen differently," Jeromy's tone holds no sympathy.
"I didn't think I deserved him. So potentially getting him killed felt pointless," I take a shaky breath.

"I don't know if Niko told you anything—" I begin, but Jeromy interrupts.
"He told me he killed some old bitch a couple weeks ago in America. That's all," his words hit me like a punch to the gut. He did what? Turning away from his piercing gaze, I suck in a deep breath. That fucker.

When I face him again, he continues, "I take it he didn't tell you that."
"No, he did not. No." My response is flat.
“Oh good. He stole my bike the other day, id say telling you that’s sufficient revenge,”
We share a smirk, almost like we're sharing some inside joke. But then his expression turns serious again just as quickly.
“Don’t worry I’ll do it for you.”
He smirks again, “Maybe do it at your penthouse next time if you plan on fucking afterwards, you’d think Nikolai was trying to kill you in there.” For fucks sake.

My cheeks flush red as we stare at each other, the tension thick between us. But before things can escalate any further, a loud noise breaks the silence – my phone ringing. Speaking of the devil...
"Niko probably thinks I've left. I should go," I say, gesturing towards the stairs.
Jeromy nods in agreement, "Take care of him for me, will you? He's your responsibility now."
I can't decipher if that's a threat, it definitely sounds like a threat.
"Starting tomorrow," I reply before turning away from Jeromy's intense gaze. “I need to have words with him first.”