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  Her lips open instantly against mine and my tongue slides in. My hand runs down her hip and finds the slit in the sheet as I push inside to feel the skin on her inner thigh. I feel her body begin to tremble and she moans into my mouth, kissing me harder. My hand continues it’s ascent to the apex of her thighs and I feel the evidence of what she just did with Travis slowly running down. I smear my forefinger through it and up into her folds.

  Her pussy is drenched with his cum and her rapidly increasing arousal. When I push my finger inside all I feel is thick fluid beginning to run down my hand. Fuck, I want my cock inside there so bad.

  I feel him watching and I continue my assault on her mouth and her pussy, the sucking noises beginning to get louder as the mixture between her legs soaks around my hand. He hasn't made a noise but I can hear the rapid intake of his breath as he watches.

  Finally, I pull away from her mouth and look up into his face. He's not angry. No, not at all. He looks exactly like he did last night when his mouth was wrapped around my cock. I pump my finger inside her again and slowly pull it out. She has her head resting against my chest and has yet to realize we have an audience.

  "What is happening right now?” She asks, lifting her head up to look at me. When she notices I'm looking over her shoulder, she quickly turns around finding Travis watching. "Fuck!" She growls.

  He slowly tears his stare off my face and looks at her, a grin forming over his lips. "Not quite but sounded like it could've been." Then he looks back at me, raising a brow.

  Adri turns to look at me as well, the nervous tension radiating off her. I swing my eyes to her and wink before sticking the finger full of both her and Travis into my mouth. I let my eyes roll back into my head and moan softly.

  "You both taste divine together." I say once my tongue has sucked off every last bit.

  "Holy fuck..." Adri groans and I watch as her legs begin to rub together. Yeah, it won't take much convincing to win her over. Him on the other hand, that will be harder.

  "Glad you enjoy it." He says as he turns back into his room and Adri runs quickly behind him.

  "Travis wait!" She yells, her voice becoming a higher pitch.

  He stops and looks at her and I lean against my door frame, not bothering to hide that I'm listening in on their conversation.

  "I don't know... I went there to ask him.... Fuck!" She screams with frustration. "I've told you I love you and you have yet to say it back to me. I told you I want to be with you but you just string me along on empty promises. I can feel I'm not enough for you!"

  "Adri," he raises a brow at her. "Stop freaking out. I'm not mad."

  "That's just it!" She screams while stomping her foot, "you should be mad!"

  He just shrugs and walks to her clothes all over the room, slowly picking each piece up. "You like him, right?" He asks her.

  "I... guess so." She looks back at me with sorrow in her eyes.

  "Then be happy, Adri. Do what makes you happy and if it’s Emmett, then by all means, fuck him." He throws her clothes on the bed.

  "What?" She asks on an exhale, "what the fuck does that mean?"

  "It means, I can't give you what you're looking for." He points over at me, "maybe he can."

  I cross my arms over my chest and raise my brow at him. What is it she's looking for? A relationship? Someone to love her? I can guess why he can't give it to her and I think it's because he doesn't just want her, he wants me too. But I feel those same exact feelings, I want them both.

  Adri stormed out of here about an hour ago after Travis refused to continue the conversation. I tried to stop her and maybe talk to her about what we did but she was too worked up. I don’t blame her, I’m still not sure why I took it so far, I just want them to see that this thing between us-between all three of us-is real. It feels real and it feels like it could work. But how do I explain that to them?

  Travis has been locked up tight in his room and I’m not sure how he’s actually feeling. I know he told Adri he was fine with it all but I know that he can’t be. He loves her but he just feels like he doesn’t deserve her, I can see it.

  I get up off my bed because I am not spending my Saturday night moping in bed. I walk right across the hall and bang on his bedroom door. Of course, he doesn’t answer me. So, I do it again, louder and again.

  “Fuck!” I hear him scream out, “what?”

  “Let me in.” I rest my head on his door, “we need to talk.” I stay there for a few minutes and I can hear him rustling around inside. Just when I’m about to knock again, he swings his door open.

  “What is it?” He asks, looking irritated.

  “We need to talk and we need to do it before Ember gets home. If we continue to act like this,” I wave a hand between us, “she will know.”

  “What’s there to know?” He raises a brow at me with a scowl tugging on his full mouth.

  I step into him and we are chest to chest. Travis is about an inch shorter than me so we look each other in the eye. “The fact that you were ready to swallow my dick last night and then got off on me watching you fuck Adri.”

  “She couldn’t know all that.” He rolls his eyes.

  “No,” I shake my head, “you’re right she couldn’t. Not until she threatened me within an inch of my life-and we both know she’s capable-to tell her why we are so motherfucking awkward.”

  “Fine,” he huffs out, holding his door open wider, “let’s talk it out.”

  I walk into his room and sit on his bed, “a few questions first,” I say as I watch him close the door, “are you into guys and girls?”

  “I don’t know,” he shrugs, “to be honest with you, I’ve only ever been with two girls and Adri being the only one consensual.”

  “What?” I look at him with wide eyes, “you raped a chick?”

  “No,” he shakes his head and sits on the bed beside me, “I was forced to fuck a chick, it’s a long story but she was willing.”

  “Fuck,” I look him over and it’s really starting to hit me that Travis has had a fucked up life. “Guys?”

  “I’ve been with a few guys,” he nods, “most consensual.”

  “Coach?”

  “Not consensual.”

  “Right,” I nod, “you need to talk to Adri about this. By you hiding it, she feels like she isn’t enough for you.”

  “I know.” I watch his mouth harden into a scowl, “how does one even begin to talk about it?”

  I lift my shirt over my head and turn so my back is facing him, “those scars you see under my tattoo was caused by a Cat O’nine Tails when I was twelve up until I was fifteen. The hooked metal tips would dig into my skin and rip it off. Calen was a disturbed man but what was more disturbing, was the fact that my father sanctioned it. Told him to literally beat the shit out of his young son.” I turn and face him, “then I got too big for him to over power me and I killed the piece of shit.”

  “That’s fucked.” He nods, “why this tattoo to cover it?”

  “Because that little boy represents the death of my childhood innocence.” I chuckle, “and when the fucker got out of jail, he congratulated me on killing his closest man. Saying that’s what my training was for.” I look him in the eye, “it’s not near everything I have been through but it’s some. That’s how you begin, with something small.”

  “Why are you trying to fix things between me and Adri?” His eyebrow raises, “don’t you want her?”

  “Do you read manga?”

  “No.” He shakes his head.

  “Okay,” I put my finger up when he tries to interrupt me, “I have a few series in manga and one of them is about a group of friends. There’s three of them, two guys and a girl, best friends through school. In their final year in high school the girl catches feelings for both guys and instead of them fighting, they are all together.”

  “What the fuck?” His nose crinkles.

  “I know,” I nod, “it’s not a societal norm bu
t it happens. I believe we are meant to love multiple people in our lifetimes. I don’t believe in soul mates, or I think they are really rare. In the case of my sister and your brother, I believe they are soul mates.”

  “So, you want us to both date Adri?” He asks, still looking slightly confused.

  “Yes,” I shrug, “and I want us to date each other.”

  “What?” His eyes become wide.

  “It’s obvious I want you, too. I know you’ve been through some shit and trusting me is not coming easy to you but I want you.” I look him in the eye.

  “This is weird.” He whispers. It’s not a no. “How would we explain any of that to our friends and family?”

  “We don’t have to explain shit to anybody.” I shake my head, “and we fucking do it when we want to, not before then.”

  “So, you’re bi?” He asks me.

  “I guess so?” I shrug, “I like what I like, I never paid much attention to male or female, just how I feel. And I feel a lot for both you and Adri.” I stand up and pull my shirt back on, “think about it.” I open his bedroom door, “nobody’s rushing you.”

  10

  "I'm going to need you to stick around after practice, Sport." Coach tells me as I'm helping to carry out the bats.

  "Okay, Coach." I nod.

  Lately after each game, Coach has me staying to massage his sore muscles. I don't mind helping because he works really hard at making our team really good. Last week we won our first game, too!

  I am still Coach's favourite boy, too. It makes me so happy because after my father hit me in his office, I refuse to talk to him and that's been almost a month now. Coach says I am right and I shouldn't talk to my father because he's mean. I will just talk to Coach about everything. He asked me if I had a girlfriend and I said no but soon I will have Adrianna. She has to start out as my girlfriend first, then she can be my wife. Coach thought that was funny and told me one day he will show me how to do all the things to make my wife happy.

  I told him he should also teach my father because my mother is always crying. Coach says I should just stay away from my parents and be with him as much as possible. He says they aren't good parents and he can teach me things they can't anyways. Coach is my favourite person ever!

  After practice I have to help Coach clean up, that means I have to stay later with him. I call my Nanny Sonja and tell her not to send our driver Pete. My Nanny Sonja does not like me staying late for practice but she knows my father is mean to me and my mother always tells me she hates me. So, I know she would rather me be here.

  After my shower and putting away all the equipment we go to Coach's truck. This is where he likes me to massage him and then he will take me for Dairy Queen afterward. Fudge sundaes are my favourite! Coach lights up a cigarette and then starts to rotate his neck. I already know that means he's feeling sore, so I kneel up on the seat and start to rub the back of his neck. Coach has a big neck compared to mine and it has lots of fat too.

  "Thanks, Sport. Today I am so sore." He groans.

  "It's no big deal, Coach. You work super hard." I tell him.

  "You're a good boy." He pats my leg and continues to smoke his cigarette. When he's done he flicks the butt out the window and begins to unbuckle his belt. Coach has a big belly and he says he hates the way his belt digs into it. "I need a closer massage today, Sport." Coach groans as he flicks open the top button on his jeans. "Through the jeans just doesn't cut it anymore."

  "Okay..." for some reason my heart begins to pound really hard and I feel like my stomach is full of swirls and that maybe I might puke.

  "My underwear will stay on, okay?" He looks into my face, "the jeans just make it hurt more after."

  I guess that makes sense. I watch as Coach lifts up his butt and slides the jeans down to hang around his knees. He is wearing white briefs, like the ones I usually wear but the front of his looks different. His weenie-that's what my Nanny Sonja calls it-is bigger and poking out. He sees me looking at it and gives me a smile.

  "It's like yours but a bit bigger. This is what yours will look like one day. See? I am already teaching you things for when you get bigger." I nod because he is. My father has never shown me his weenie, so how would I know what it's going to be like when I get bigger? "Next time I will show you more but right now I need that massage."

  I slowly reach out my hand and place it on top of the Coach's underwear. His weenie inside jerks into my hand and I gasp, pulling my hand back. Coach reaches out and grabs my hand to place it back on his underwear, then using his hand he wraps my hand around his weenie. It's big. My whole hand doesn't even fit around it. He then makes me move my hand up and down with his over mine. It feels weird but it's not a big deal, it's not like it hurts me or anything. I look up into Coach's face and see his eyes are closed and his mouth is hanging open.

  "Squeeze harder, Sport." He says and his voice sounds all weird and whispery.

  I do what he says and clamp my hand as hard as I can around him and keep moving it up and down. After a few minutes, Coach's head falls back against the car seat and he lets out the same noise he usually does at the end of our massage but this time it’s louder and longer.

  "Coach," I whisper to him, "did I do it right? Are you okay?"

  "Yeah, Sport." He smiles over to me, "you did that perfectly."

  11

  Laying here thinking about my life and how the downward spiral started is not helping me figure shit out. Just the thought of telling anyone the details of the shit that happened to me makes me physically ill. The most I have ever told anyone was to Vin and Ember and even then they had no details.

  I get up out of bed and head out of my room. Emmett has his music on again and that relieves me because I’m not ready to talk to him just yet. He wants to be with me and Adri, at the same time, a triplet not a couple. Fuck, it even sounds weird. What would Adri even think of that? Well, she did go to him right after I had just finished fucking her. I know Adri loves me but I can also see she has a connection to him. So do I if I’m being honest. Fuck… what would we say to Ember? She is the one person that really does intimidate the fuck out of me and here I am messing around and trying to figure out how to be in a triplet with her twin brother.

  Yeah, I’m going to have to change my name and go on the run.

  I enter the den and walk over to the large double doors leading to the backyard. This house is really nice and Ember’s aunt and uncle really made it into a home. It feels lived in and it has that feeling of love living here. I like being here but I need to get to my house and see what the fuck my mother has been up to. It’s been over a week since I have been there and I’m a little worried about Sonja.

  “Can’t sleep?” His voice sends goosebumps across my skin.

  “No,” I shake my head. “Can’t shut my mind down.”

  “Yeah, I think I sprung too much on you. I was selfish and was only thinking of myself.” I turn to look at him, “you have a lot of shit to deal with Travis before you enter any relationship.”

  "I may never be over the shit that happened to me." I whisper.

  "No, you probably won't. I can only speak from experience but it will probably stay with you forever. That doesn't mean it owns you." He grits out, his face lined with anger. Fuck when he's mad like that I can't help but see Ember.

  "No, it doesn't own me but it fucks with my head and I feel like I don't deserve things."

  "Yeah," he nods, "I get that. I'm going to step back, not come at you about our complicated situation anymore. Again, I'm sorry and I'm here for you, as a friend until you are ready to even see anything else without stress."

  "Friends?" I ask because I need that reassurance he's not going anywhere. I need him to still be here... with me.

  "Best friends." He grins.

  "Okay," I nod and smile. "I should probably tell Adri the same. I knew I wasn't ready for her when we started this but I couldn't stay away."

  "She's li
ke a magnet, I know." He smiles sadly.

  "I think you guys should continue to see each other."

  "No." He shakes his head, "it's all or nothing for me." My heart soars when I hear that and I can't even put into words how happy I am.

  "I think you need to. When I am ready to take this..." I wave between us, "to the next level, I will need you and her to be where she and I am."

  His brows come together in concentration, "I don't know..."

  "I do," I nod. "We need to all be on the same page when we make that decision or else there's no way it will work. I still can't see it actually working."

  "We can make a decision here all we want but at the end of the day it will be up to her. So, first we will talk to her... together, and then figure out the next step. Yeah?"

  "Yeah." I nod, "okay."

  "We should probably try and sleep because Ember will be through here tomorrow like a hurricane."

  "Fuck," I scrub my hand down my face, "true."

  I follow behind him and up the stairs, he stands in front of his doorway and I run my eyes down his body. Even in pajama pants and a t-shirt, Emmett exudes confidence. He's sexy as fuck and he knows it.

  "Stop looking at me like that," he points into my face, "or else I will be forgetting every single thing I agreed to downstairs."

  "Sorry," I grin at him. "I'll try my best to not check you out."

  He reaches out his hand and fists it into the front of my shirt, dragging me into his body. He smells like his body wash, musky, and male. I look him in the eye, keeping my smirk firmly on my face then I lift a brow. His mouth crushes into mine and I am opening mine quickly just to taste him, I really need to taste him. His tongue slides into my mouth and I can feel my cock thickening. He kisses me slowly, almost like he's savouring me. It feels like a goodbye and I fucking hate that. I push my fingers into his hair and growl into his mouth.

  His other hand that's not curled into my t-shirt, grabs my waist, and brings me in tighter. It's pressing my erection into his and he moans at the contact. Finally, he releases my mouth and brings his lips to my ear.