Fated To The Lycan Brothers
Chapter 57

Suri Nightingale

We didn't think this through properly. Okay, let's be real, we weren't thinking at all because how could we when we were both so lost in each other's arms? How could I when Atlas tasted so f*****g good and felt like heaven and hell against me? I didn't want this to stop. I was so desperate to have more of him, clouded by all my fantasies, and the thought of being completely owned by him that neither of us realized - neither of us had locked the freaking door.

And now somebody was about to come inside while I was as n a k e d as the day I was born and Atlas and I were in the most obvious promiscuous position that was impossible to explain.

It's not what it looks like, I just accidentally tore my clothes off and Atlas fell on my body!

Yup, totally believable.

"What do we do?!" I whisper-shouted to Atlas whose head was turned to the door as if he was trying to figure out who it was that was coming.

"I'll hide because I'm not even supposed to be back here. Just say... you were... checking out the pool house, alright?" Atlas said as he pulled away from me, his warmth disappearing from my body making me ache in seconds.

Just as he was about to get inside the bathroom, he turned back to face me, his eyes scanning me up and down quickly.

"And put some clothes on. Only I get to see you like that." He said as his eyes roamed all over my body and he bit his lip.

My cheeks immediately turned as red as a tomato just as he disappeared into the bathroom. f*****g tease.

I heard somebody knock on the door and that pulled me out of my thoughts, quickly grabbing my bikini and tying it back. It didn't matter that it was not as pristine as earlier and the knot was completely off. What mattered is that it looked like I wasn't doing anything totally inappropriate back here.

Or at least, as much as I could make it look like that.

Just as the doorknob turned and the door was swinging open, I brushed my hair to tame it to the best of my abilities.

Right at that second, a head popped up from the side.

A very blonde one.

"Suri," he said with a wide grin, followed by an eyebrow wiggle.

"Wesley," I said back, trying to seem normal, but my heart was pounding so fast and so loud I could barely hear my own thoughts.

Keep it together, Suri. He doesn't know anything.

"What brings you all the way here to the pool house?" He asked as he stepped forward, closing the door behind him.

He laid his back against the door and crossed his arms in front of his chest. I noticed his eyes wander around for a quick few seconds and then he continued, "Are you all alone, honey bee?"

"I... Yes." I said before pursing my lips and giving him a tight-lipped smile.

Wes' grin grew wider as he took three steps forward, a few beads of sweat trickling down from his neck to his chest that my eyes couldn't help but follow downwards. His tight fit black sports top perfectly enunciated every curve of his muscle and f**k, it was hot as well.

It looked like he just came from working out as he was also wearing nothing but compression shorts and boy, was it compressing... a lot.

That thing wanted to be let the f**k out.

Is it just me or did it get hotter here?

Oh for f**k's sake you were just making out with his brother a minute ago and now you're thirsting over him? Suri, what the hell?!

I hadn't noticed how much closer Wes had gotten until he gently placed the back of his hand on my neck. I let out a loud gasp at the surprisingly warm touch, but Wes didn't stop. He continued to move it further down, making sure to trace my entire collarbone and taking its time until he reached the top of my bikini.

"What... what are you doing?" I stuttered out.

"What do you think, honey bee?" He whispered as he leaned closer to me, his lips on my ear and he licked the tip ever so slightly, making my entire body shudder.

"We're all alone, aren't we? Why not have a little fun? Don't you want to have fun, honey bee?" Wes asked as his fingers continued to swipe back and forth at my collarbone and I'm so tempted to just drop it inside my bikini top so he could play with my boobs instead.

I'm torn. I'm so f*****g torn as I think about Atlas in the bathroom and Wes' touch leaving trails of fire on my skin.

f**k. I want him so f*****g bad, but can I? Should I?

All of a sudden, Wes moved his hand to grip on my neck and he tilted me backwards. I gasped again. His icy blue eyes looked into mine as a devilish look flooded his face.

"You don't have to say anything. If I kiss you and you kiss me back then I'll take that as a yes." Wes said hoarsely just as he pulled me to him and his lips claimed mine in seconds.

By then, all of my doubts and second thoughts have disappeared completely. I forget everything as I get lost in Wes' mouth. He grinned for a split second before whispering into my mouth. "Good girl."

And before I could say anything else, he had lifted me up by my ass and pushed me against the wall at the side. I wrapped my legs around his waist and his hardness rubbed against me.

The grind of his hips and the sweep of his tongue on mine has pretty much rendered me incapable of doing anything but moaning and cherishing his taste.

f**k me, how the hell are they all so good at this?

Wes' other hand moved from my face and found its way to my chest and I couldn't help but whimper so pathetically when he squeezed them tight. "Yeeeeesss," I cried out so loudly it almost made me feel like some sex deprived woman, but f**k I couldn't care any less. I was dying, in a good way.

Every time Wes groaned so obscenely, every part of me ached for more. More of his lips. More of his touches. More of his body. More of him. f**k it. f**k it all.

"I want you, Wes." I whispered raspily in between our kiss and thought there's a second of pause where he looked like he was trying to figure out if I meant what I said or not, it is immediately replaced by a deadly and sexy look that I'm sure flooded my bikini underwear.

"I thought you'd never ask, you tease." He said with a half smile which made me chuckle because only f*****g Wes would say that.

He grabbed me from under my a s s again, making sure to push me so close to him that I can feel his hard cock right in between my very wet and aching pussy, just before he placed me right back on the bed where I was just with Atlas minutes ago. Oh, f**k. Atlas!

And as if he heard my thoughts, the bathroom door swung open and he came out of it, looking straight at Wes with a tight jaw and clenched fists.

Wes didn't seem surprised at all. It was as if... he knew he was there all along.

Oh my god, this lying d i c k! He knew and yet he tempted me to kiss him! Was he trying to make Atlas jealous?

"Hey, big bro. I was wondering when you would come out." He grinned at him and Atlas pushed his hair back-super sexily-before stomping forward to us.

"I said, nobody touches her." He jabbed a finger on his chest.

Wes shrugged his shoulders at him. "Nobody except... you? Am I right?"

Uh... what the hell are they talking about?

"That's- it's not- I-"

I had never seen Atlas too shocked to form one proper sentence and wow is it interesting to see. He's so speechless that it's actually kind of cute.

Unfortunately, Atlas doesn't think so and he looked positively aggressive now like he will beat Wes the f**k up for talking back at him, and nope, not going to happen! Not on my watch!

I hurried to get up from the bed and get in between the two. It felt like a good idea while I was there just watching from afar, but now that I was in the middle of two big guys that were easily twice my size, I felt nervous. What was I going to say again?

"Guys, come on. You don't have to fight." I say, kind of pathetically. I sound like their mom.

Neither of them were backing down so I had to place my hands on their chests to push them away from each other. Not that it was helping because let's be real, they're crazy strong.

"Yeah, big bro. Make love, not war." Wes teased and I shot him a glare.

"But... he kind of has a point..." I mumbled and then realized what I had just said out loud, my cheeks burning in embarrassment.

What am I trying to say?!

I was hoping neither of them heard it, but clearly, I was wrong when Atlas spoke up.

"Are you saying... you want us... again? Just like last night?" There was genuine curiosity in his eyes and at the same time, lust. I was close to melting on the f*****g floor when I turned to Wes and he was looking at me the same way - like they were both ready to have me for a whole f*****g full course meal.

"I'm just saying..." I cleared my throat as I tried to get the words out. "I don't think... we were able to finish what we started earlier..."

"What did you two start earlier?" Wes cut in and Atlas snarled at him.

"None of your f*****g business," he said through gritted teeth.

Wes moved forward, my hand trying to push the two of them off each other (but to no avail).

"You greedy little s**t. Well, whatever, you came in while I was having fun, too, so either f**k off or join. Now..." Wes takes my hand and moves it away with no f*****g effort at all and I let out a yelp as he pulled me to his chest.

His lust-filled blue eyes stared into mine as he said seductively, "Where were we? Oh, right. I'm going to devour every f*****g inch of you until your come is dripping down your legs and this bikini will be drenched in more than just pool water."

I don't even want to know where he learned to talk like that.

"But I like this bikini..." I said with a frown, but I half gasped and half moaned when he suddenly moved the underwear to the side and slipped a finger inside of me.

What. The. F**k.

I was not expecting that, but f**k if it doesn't feel amazing.

I almost fell to the floor by how shocked and turned on I was, but Atlas appeared behind me and held me up with his strong arms. I almost forgot he was there, but clearly he hasn't forgotten me.

Nope, not at all, because the next thing I know, he's plunged his tongue inside of my mouth and he's once again trying to take all my breath away.

Wes is pumping in and out as he sucked my breasts and I'm nothing but a shaking f*****g mess. I can't help but moan every time he pushes a finger inside, but Atlas doesn't let me pull away from his kiss for more than a second, quickly tilting my head back to his. As my body grinded from the sensation, I felt Atlas' hard cock and his chest was heaving against my back.

I can feel how Wes is obviously enjoying seeing me unable to function like a normal f*****g human being, drowning in my own pleasure as he continued to tease me. I am almost tempted to just push his head down and eat me completely, but somehow he heard my internal cries and pushed another finger inside me and my entire body shook like an earthquake as I came undone in between the two.

I would have completely collapsed on the floor had Atlas' arms not been keeping me up and steady while Wes stroked the o****m out of me with nothing but his very hot and very experienced fingers.

When I opened my eyes, Wes was looking at me with a wolfish grin and he took me by surprise as he pulled his fingers out and then pushed it into my mouth.

I'm so shocked that I just blink at him with my mouth open. It was only when Atlas turned my head to face him and kissed me that I realized what he had done. He just made me taste my own self and then Atlas licked it clean from me.

Lord have mercy.

Just as Wes said, I'm dripping so much I can feel it running down my legs. I was so scared of staining the pool house carpet until I realized there was no need because before I could process what the two brothers were doing, they had already exchanged places and now I was looking at relatively starved-looking Atlas.

"Time to clean you up, baby," is all he said with a smirk before dropping to his knees and-

Oh, f**k.

F**k. Fuuuuuuck.

His tongue is warm and wet as it glides down my legs, not missing a f*****g inch as he cleaned me real f*****g good and just when I thought it was over, Wes' arms dropped to my hips and Atlas held me open by my knees, opening me so f*****g much I'm slightly mortified, but so, so f*****g turned on.

I don't even have time to protest before I feel Atlas sinking his tongue into my pussy and licking and sucking like there's no f*****g tomorrow.

My head dropped against Wes shoulder, moaning as he touched my breasts, squeezing them and playing with my nipples in a circular motion.

I can't even begin to explain how f*****g good this all feels and how possible it is. All I can do is cry out, screaming both Wes' and Atlas' names over and over and over again.

Wes pushed my hips forward, inevitably digging Atlas' tongue inside me, and that's when my entire f*****g body breaks, shuddering so hard that both Atlas and Wes have to hold me up.

I'm dead, but at the same time, I've also never felt so f*****g alive until now.

Holy shit.

What have these brothers done to me?

Wes gently lowered my legs to the ground right before possessively leaving trails of kisses on my neck.

Atlas gives me a smile of pure satisfaction and something about it tugs at my heart. It's like for the first time, he looks at me like he's really seeing me.

Like finally, I am no longer invisible to him.

"Are you still leaving?" Wes asked Atlas and my brows furrowed at his question.

Leaving? Atlas was supposed to leave?

There's a few seconds of silence until Atlas turned from Wes to look back at me.

"Nah. I'm good right where I am."

My cheeks blushed as he said his answer, but something about the way he was looking at me as he said it felt like he meant something else, too.

Whatever it was, I couldn't help but smile back at him as well.

Both Atlas' and Wes' phone buzzing at the same time pulled me back to the present.

"It's from daddy-o. He wants to talk." Wes said to Atlas then to me. "Just us brothers."

My lips turned into a frown.

"You should get cleaned up. Properly, this time." Atlas shot me a panty-dropping grin before handing me a towel and as soon as the two had left the room, I somehow missed them already. Damn it.

What happens now?