Part Four

Aaron stared into her eyes, surprise then delightful awareness passing through them. He did what Nick had done, lifting her leg over his thigh, pulling her closer. She helped him find her opening and let him grind his hips into hers, filling her with his own. He thrusted into her roughly, his eyes closed, fingers gripping her thigh. Grunting every few moments, Aaron soon felt an intruder not far from him, creating more friction. Taran cried out softly, as Nick tried to enter her from behind. He was, without a doubt whatsoever, larger than Aaron. And she felt it. She nestled her head under Aaron's, her face in his chest. Her lips curled in a grimace, as Aaron continued his thrusting while Nick struggled to get all of him inside her. Taran's breathing became strictly panting. Thin lines of sweat slid from her forehead, quickly melting into Aaron's skin. If her mind were still straight, she would have sworn she saw steam rising off their bodies. Nick managed, somehow, to get it all in, he pulled back out quickly and pushed back in, hoping all the mixed juices would ease his way this time. Taran bit her lip, trying to hold back a scream, but letting out a low whimper anyway. She reached her arm back, gripping his ass and digging her nails in as he thrusted into her. Aaron, noticing her discomfort, pumped slower and easier. He touched her breast, lightly thumbing her peak, trying to make her forget Nick's hefty intrusion. She tilted her head to his, a slight smile at his worried stare. Nick pried her nails from his ass and grasped her hand tightly in his own, bringing their arms to rest on her hip. As he re~entered her once again, she tightened her hold in his fingers for the duration. She relaxed her muscles as much as possible, letting them do their thing. Her juices flowed, easing Nick's entry, making them both groan in pleasure this time. Aaron steadied his hips into a workable pace again, thrusting into her hard. He breathed through his mouth, half panting, trying to hold on. Taran continually contracted around him, making him moan her name. Nick smiled inwardly, knowing Aaron was having the time of his life, C/O him. He glanced at his brother, who was about to have the climax of his short life. Aaron threw his head back, face contorting, and spilled himself into her. Nick felt Aaron's release rush out of her as he pulled out with a grunt. He rolled onto his back, breathing heavy and leaving Taran all to Nick. Aaron's leftover deposit made for quite the slapping sound, as Nick fucked her full force now. Hands still entwined tightly, Nick leaned her into the bed, rolling his weight onto her back, and thrusted himself into her roughly. Taran slammed her eyes shut, forgetting Aaron was getting an eyeful to remember. Recovered and feeling useless, Aaron made himself very useful. Rolling back over to face them, he reached between Taran's legs and found her clit, rubbing her hard. Her eyes shot open, realizing it wasn't Nick, and groaned his brother's name. "Oh yeah, Aaron......don't stop......" Nick, feeling a tad jealous, pulled all the way out of her tight hole and rammed back in making them both cry out. Taran's hand covered Aaron's pressing his fingers into her. He almost stopped when he felt Nick push himself in, but kept with her anyway. Nick nuzzled her neck, tugging her ear in his teeth and licking the sweat from her cheek. He watched her face closely as he rocked them into a quick rhythm. Her insides felt like she couldn't possibly cum again, but there it was, the building of intense sensations. Aaron rubbed circles around her core, Nick imbedded and reaching into her as far as he could. It didn't take much more than to let it happen. Her hand tightened in Nick's, every muscle tensing, a look of relief spread over her face as her juices spilled out once again. Aaron let go, his hand coated with her slick mess. She slumped back into Nick, not even aware he continued his pounding for a few more moments, getting him what he needed to let go himself. She felt his hot stream flow in and out of her sore hole, and heard his cry, loud in her ear. Nick pulled out with a grunt and held her tightly to his chest, breathing heavily into her hair. She covered his arms, with her own, tightening her grip protectively. Eyes still closed, Taran inhaled strongly, and exhaled slow, snuggling into his sweaty embrace. Aaron took that as a good exit time for him. Slipping out of the bed, he grabbed his clothes off the floor and silently left the room. Looking back at the two for a moment, he moved on, clicking the door closed quietly behind him. He padded downstairs and took a quick shower washing off the sweat, and unfortunately, her scent from his body. Re~dressing, he went to the kitchen and made himself a P&J Sandwich. Noting the late hour, he figured he'd just crash on the couch for the night. He was exhausted from his exertions, and the hot shower eased his muscles, his body wishing for rest. He mindlessly watched some old horror movie, his brain lost in thought. Tugging the soft blanket from over the back of the couch, he snuggled into it, trying to figure out how the hell he was supposed to act the same as he always did with Taran. Flirting was going to be too awkward, trying to forget about it, freakin' IMPOSSIBLE. He shook his head, trying to relax about the whole thing. And then there was Nick...... 'Man, is he gonna hang this over my head forever....' He thought, rolling his eyes. Settling back against the soft cushions, he closed his eyes, resting his worn out body. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Taran rolled over, still in Nick's arms. He slept soundly, blonde hair stickin' straight up, his face serene, his body snuggled close to hers. She wiggled from his grip, wondering where Aaron went to. In her throes of climax, she lost track of him somehow. Sliding silently from the bed, she found her robe and tightened the belt around her waist. Covering Nick lightly with the blanket, she kissed his cheek gently before leaving him to his deep slumber. Noting the clock in the hallway, it read three something. She couldn't tell, but knew enough that she should still be sound asleep, too. She stepped down the stairs, turning into the living room and found an adorable sight. 'The air conditioning must be down too low', She thought. The poor kid was huddled under the blanket, knees to his chest, blanket tucked around his face. She shut the TV off, and kneeled beside his head. "Aaron?........." "Hmmmmmm?" He opened his eyes, vaguely aware of his surroundings. Taran stared back at him with a humored look. Remembering the events of the evening, his sleepy mind thought he might've dreamed the whole thing. Coming back into focus, his eyes widened at her in horror, trying to figure out quickly, how he was supposed to act. "Come upstairs Aaron, it's warmer up there......." He tried to comprehend what she was saying....it could've meant several things. Right now though, he'll take the literally sense. Sitting up, he ran a hand through his hair nervously, trying to wake up. Taran noticed his demeanor towards her and offered her hand to him. "Come on....we'll get you settled in one of the spare rooms." He followed her up the steps, for the second time this evening. Taking the room next to theirs, she ushered him in and went to get him some of Nick's extra boxers and a T~shirt. Aaron took them from her, averting his eyes, and thanked her softly before crawling into the warm bed. Taran studied him for a moment, deciding this couldn't wait til morning. She stepped to him, sitting on the side of his bed. "Aaron please don't feel weird around me........I want you to be exactly like you always have been with me. Nothing has to change..." She whispered into the quiet room. He thought for a minute, and met her gaze. "It HAS changed Taran.....How am I supposed to be? You think I can simply write this off as another conquest? You're my only brother's lover......and I just put myself into a position that I didn't give correct thought to......I knew the rules, but yet, I don't want to follow them......." His voice was a loud whisper, making Taran uncomfortable herself. She backed away from him, heading for the door. Before shutting it behind her, she looked him straight in the eye, "......And who SAID it had to be a one time only thing.........?" She clicked the door shut and went back to Nick leaving Aaron to his thoughts. A comment of Nick's rang through his head. *** "She call the shots.....got it?" *** Oh yeah....he got it all right. Smiling into the darkness, he rolled over and snuggled into the blankets. Warmer thoughts filling his head. *~THE END~*                                            Back To Index