I wasn't her. Yet my brother clung to me for some kind of truth to his sanity. He loved me a little more and said I was his favorite lover. I desperately wanted to believe in my brother's words. To believe that every word that left his mouth was only meant for me alone. There was no way of competing with his wife or with her. I'm just the loyal dog that waits at its master's feet for their command.

A master isn't always loyal. It isn't their place to be loyal to only one dog. But the dog should always be loyal, no matter the mistreatment from its master.

Don't bark unless the master tells you to speak.

Like a good dog, I always listened to my brother because I wanted that reward, that praise for being a good boy.

I'm pathetic in so many ways.

I watched quietly watching my brother kiss his wife. I couldn't help but feel that flame of jealousy in my heart. He kissed Selene like she was the love of his wife. What about me? The person who was there before her. Who loved him more deeply than the first person who had his heart.

He was my lover, and I had to share him.

My nephews screamed my name bringing me out the depressing thoughts that plagued my mind.

"What?" I asked, the little shits.

"Come play with us," Knox begged, and Elijah yanked at my hand.

I looked away from and at my twin. He and his wife stared at me and I plastered on a fake smile and agreed to play with the little shits. An hour into playing, their mother came to get them ready for bed.

They had their toys over the playroom floor. I stepped over the mess and walked to the door. Carter was standing in the doorway watching me. He moved towards me and grabbed me by the waist. Carter pulled me close to him.

I miss this. Miss the contact of his body against mine. I wanted to melt into him, to weave our souls together. That way we became one. He wouldn't need Selene or her. Only me.

Carter gave me a quick kiss on the lips. It wasn't enough for me. I wanted more. But I knew better than to beg. I get whatever my master gives me.

"Your nephews," he said. "You could put in more effort with them."

"I'm fucking trying," I said. "But how about you put more effort into making me happy?"

That's all I ever wanted. I hate waiting around for him to throw a little attention my way. When did Carson get to enjoy pure happiness again?

Carter smiled at me. "I have a wife and kids to keep happy," he said. "Why can't you find someone to keep you happy?"

 I pouted. "I did, but he has a wife and two little shits for kids."

Carter turned away from me and headed down the hall. I smiled, knowing what was going to happen. I entered my brother's office and sat in a chair and made myself comfortable.

Carter locked the office door and walked over to me. He grabbed me by the collar of my shirt. "Do you want my dick that bad?"

"Yes."

"My dick isn't even yours," Carter said. "And you're always greedy for it, like some slut."

Please fuck me raw, I pleaded with my eyes. Carter yanked me forward by my collar. He kissed me, his tongue fought against mine. I didn't want to let up, hoping to get him riled up. His hand left my shirt and gripped my stiff dick, which alone made me weak.

"Do you think you deserve my dick?" Carter pulled away with a smile.

"You haven't fucked me in so long," I mumbled.

I wished he'd stop teasing me and give me what I want.

It didn't take long for Carter to get me undressed and have me on my knees in front of him. He kicked back in his office chair, staring down at me. I took his dick into my mouth and sucked him off with pride. I loved the look of pleasure on his face and the little praises he'd whispered: "You're doing good baby." or "That's my boy."

His tip is sensitive and I swirl my tongue around it. Carter hissed and bucked his hips.

"Damn, Carson." Carter's grip on my hair tightened, letting me know he was close.

But he would not give me the pleasure of tasting him.

"Stop," Carter said. He pulled away from me. "I don't feel like prepping you."

Carter gestures for me to get up from the floor and lean over his desk. I bit down on my lip when he slammed into me. It wasn't dry because I sucked him off, but the moisture didn't lessen the pain.

"Always so tight for me," Carter grunted above me. He pulled out of me and I heard him sit back in his office chair. "Show me how much you love me and my dick."

I positioned myself over Carter and sunk on him. "Fuck." He breathed.

I rolled my hips back and forth and lifted my body up and down onto his dick. My brother loved it when I rode him. It was his weakness. He hated when I clenched, always coming cumming quick when I teased him. I smiled down at him and clenched around him.

Carter dug his fingers into my hips. "Don't."

"Please, Please Please Please... Fuck." I moaned out in Carter's ear when he thrust his dick up into me.

"You want to cum?" Carter asked.

I whined and clenched around him once more so he'd meet me there.

"Carson, fucking stop!"

I didn't. I gripped his shoulders and clenched again and moved my ass up and down on his dick with a purpose.

"I'm..." Carter didn't get to complete his sentence.

He shot his load into me; I exploded on his shit. "So damn messy," he whispered.

"Carter?"

He hummed and rubbed circles across my lower back.

"Can I get a kiss?" I asked.

Carter planted his lips on me. I kissed him back. Mine was needier. I wanted more of him.

"We need to get back," Carter said.

I tried hard to force down my sudden annoyance, to not ruin our moment.

"I love you," I said softly.

My brother smiled at me, yet the smile didn't quite reach his eyes. Getting from Carter I kept myself from falling. My legs were like jelly. Carter zipped up his pants and left his office without a word.

I stayed behind him for a little while to have a little time for myself. I was hoping this time he'd say it back.

My brother smiled at me, yet the smile didn't quite reach his eyes. Getting from Carter I kept myself from falling. My legs were like jelly. Carter zipped up his pants and left his office without a word.

I stayed behind him for a little while to have a little time for myself. I was hoping this time he'd say it back.



~~~~~





"We have something to tell you," Selene said with a smile.

I pulled out a chair at the dining table and sat down, ignoring the pain. I looked at Carter and saw his hair was damp and he was wearing a fresh pair of clothes.

"What?" I asked.

There was a pitcher of water sitting on the table. I reached for it and poured a glass of water and put the pitcher back. I picked up the glass and took a sip.

"Do you want to tell him, honey?" Selene asked him.

"We're having a baby," Carter said.

The glass slipped out of my hand and onto the table. It didn't break, but water spilled over the table, running down into my lap.

"Oh, my, let me clean that up." Selene gets up and rushes into the kitchen.

I shifted my gaze to my brother. He sat there staring at me.

"Aren't you going to say congratulations?"

"Fuck you." I gave him the finger.

She was his wife, but did he have to get her knocked up with another little shit? I already have a hard time getting most of his attention. His focus was on his wife and kids. I was an afterthought to my brother. Why did I have to share with him? He had been mine first.

"Carson, are you okay?" Selene asked. She looked over her shoulder at me.

"I'm freaking fantastic."