Stacy
I stare at the wood-paneled walls and ceiling through my teary eyes. I can't stop crying. I've never had someone yell at me like that and be so vicious.
The things Percy said shouldn’t have affected me—normally I'm strong, but he just knows how to use his tongue as a weapon. I’m doubting myself because of what he said.
But more than that, I feel upset because he made me feel like my family isn’t safe.
Nolan is holding me, caressing my hair. At least there’s that.
He's basically the one who saved me from Percy's wrath. God, what the fuck is wrong with that man? I don't know why Percy cares who I sleep with, as long as I go along with his stupid plan. It’s not like anyone here believes I’m actually pregnant.
But he's got me under his thumb, I have no choice in the matter. You’d think the least he could do is be nice to me and pretend like he cares about me as his wife. But what am I talking about? I know Percy, and he’d never do that. It’s almost as if he doesn’t care if people see through our fake relationship.
He doesn’t care about what happens to me. We’ll be exposed, and if that happens then who knows what will happen to the people I love? Is that what he wants? An excuse to follow through on his threats?
God, I hate Percy for this. This whole thing is ridiculous, a sham. I'm not sure how much longer Percy can hold onto the charade because things seem to be disintegrating into chaos inside this house.
Nolan holds my face in his large hands.
"Why was Percy so angry? Why was he saying all those things?"
I look at Nolan and take in his chiseled features. He’s really gorgeous but beyond that, I admire him because he came to my rescue. I can see a really good guy in there. I feel like maybe I can trust him.
I still have to keep my arrangement with Percy a secret, but I feel like I need to disclose to Nolan what's happened here, and it's not going to be easy.
I bite my lip and take a deep breath before diving in.
"The thing is, I slept with both your brothers,” I manage to say, my heart tightening into a fist the moment the words roll out from between my lips.
“First Carter, and then Kieran. That's why Percy was slut-shaming me." I finish, and then I almost regret it—what if Nolan shames me as well? What if he thinks just as badly of me as Percy?
I don’t know if I can handle that. Because even though he’s the brother I know the least, I still can’t stop this need I feel to get to know him. And to know what it feels like to have him inside of me.
Nolan peers at me as if he's trying to see straight through to my soul. I wonder what he's thinking and if I’ve upset him. I’m afraid of his reaction because, despite my relationship with his two brothers, I want Nolan. I don’t care if that makes me selfish. It’s what I want.
He's solemn now, and I know he's thinking about what to say.
"So, you slept with them?"
"I did."
"Okay,” he breathes out, a small smile on his lips. “That's good to know."
I hug his neck but resist the urge to plant soft kisses along it. I see his lips and want to kiss them, to taste him.
Still, I resist.
I don’t know what he thinks and where we stand. Does he even want to fuck me? Does he think of me in the same way I think of him? Ever since I laid eyes on him, I've imagined how it would be to have him inside of me.
Any woman who sees Nolan probably thinks that way. Maybe I'm just part of the mix.
Though my body is lusting for Nolan, my feelings are still hurt by Percy. His words cut into me like a knife. No one ever wants to be slut-shamed, least of all me.
I’m confident in myself and in my sexuality. I have nothing to hide. And I won’t be berated for being who I am.
It's not my fault that Percy's brothers turned out to be insanely hot.
And besides, I don't know why Percy even cares. I told him that I’m going to do whatever I want—he’s gay anyway, so why does he even care? But that still really pissed him off for some reason.
The memory of what he said to me makes me shudder in Nolan's arms. Percy threatened my family and told me that I’d better stay in line or he would destroy everything. If I don't follow through my commitment to him we could lose our family home, the business, everything.
Normally I would tell a guy like Percy off, but with so much at stake, I have to keep my anger at bay. I have to stuff it all down and hide how I really feel.
Having Nolan to lean on is definitely helping, though. The feel of his strong arms around me makes me feel like maybe it will all be okay. At least I can find solace here with him in this moment.
"Nolan, thank you for what you did."
The tears start to stream down my face again as I recall the awful moment Percy threatened my dad. Nolan doesn't fully understand why I'm crying, but he just comes closer, wiping away the tears before they can fully escape.
"I'm here, Stacy,” he tells me in a soft whisper. “Despite appearances, you can trust me. I want you to trust me."
Our connection can't be denied.
We both feel it.
I want to be even closer to Nolan. I know I probably shouldn't go there. Fucking three guys who are brothers, is something I've never done…but how I am supposed to choose when they're equally handsome and when I feel something real for each of them?
Nolan’s the only one I haven't had, and I want to trust him, just like he’s asking me to. I'm also dying to unzip his jeans and go down on him right here. I want to see his package and know for myself what the third brother tastes like.
I want to suck and lick his cock right here in the dining room, just so I can thank him for coming to the rescue.
How am I supposed to fight against lust like this?
It’s impossible. So I don’t.