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CHAPTER FOUR

The first time Kyler and I had sex was around Christmas last year. He had just dropped me off back at my family home after I’d gone drinking with some friends and ended up getting shit faced. Apparently, I’d drunk dialed his number to come pick me up, around 2am, but when he got there, I was sitting in some guy's lap, sucking face with him. And if he hadn’t come when he had, I’m almost 100% certain I would have gone with him for some unsatisfactory sex in some run-down motel. Then leave before the morning sun even had the chance to peak through the horizon.

Anyway, Kyler was royally pissed. Fucking broke the guy's nose before dragging me out of the bar like a goddam child, ignoring all the looks we were getting.

He wasn’t happy, I wasn’t happy, and all the way home, we just kept arguing. Even when he tried to help me into the house, I didn’t let him. Which, of course, turned into another argument. I think my sentiment that night was that I was a grown ass woman, and I could fuck whoever I wanted. It was as if those words alone opened a door that neither of us ever thought about opening ourselves.

That night, we had the most mind-blowing sex ever. Of course, by the time I woke up, he was gone, and I was alone in my bed feeling stupid. Except that Kyler never left, he walked out of my bathroom with only his boxers on, then we had morning sex.

The rest is history. Complicated and messy history…

*Knock*knock*

“Hey, Lisa? You asleep yet?” Silas's familiar voice came from the other end of my door, and I instantly sat up in bed and grabbed my silk robe to cover my body.

After I’d cleaned up the mess Kyler and I made in the library alone, because apparently he didn’t want to be late for his show, I had him bring my dinner up to my room, then proceeded to have the best bubble bath of my life.

Sex then bubble baths?

Kyler begged me to let him stay, but I kicked him out of my room. Thankfully, it was Thursday night, and he couldn’t miss his gig. Meaning I had the whole house to myself again. At least until Silas got back from work.

Which was now I guess…

“It’s open,” I called out after tying the front of my silk robe. The handle turned, and the door opened. Then, a tired-looking Silas walked in, still dressed in his work clothes. His glasses still sat crooked on his face. His snowy hair that was usually styled back now looked as if he’d been running his fingers through it all evening. The sleeves of his crisp white shirt were all rolled up to his elbow, and the first three buttons of his shirt were undone, leaving his tie hanging loosely around his neck.

I sucked in a sharp breath as I took him in. He looked so incredibly sexy right now, but mostly tired.

“Did I wake you?” he asked softly as he shut the door behind him with a gentle click. And leaned against it, folding his arms over his chest. I shook my head. “I was just catching up on some reading.” I gestured towards the overturned book on my bed and he hummed.

“No longer human?” his perfectly arched brow shut up in question, and I shrugged with a shy smile. “It’s a good read,” I admitted. The book is an all-time favorite of mine and I couldn’t get enough of it. I think this should be my fourth time rereading the book, just to see what I’d missed the first three times, only to fall in love with it once again.

“It is.” He agreed instantly. Of course, he did. I’m certain Silas has read it more times than I have. But hey, it’s not a competition. “And dinner?”

“I just ate. Long day at work?” I asked to which he nodded. It didn’t take a shrink to realize that Silas desperately needed to blow off some steam. With their father talking about plans of expanding the company to China, Silas was on a tight schedule to tidy things up here in New York. And that pressure was starting to take a serious toll on him.

I offered him a smile as I approached him. My eyes never leave his bright red ones. And as if reading my intentions, he pushed himself off the door he had been preciously leaning on and met me halfway through.

Like two eager lovers who’d been apart for many days, Silas snaked his arms around my waist and pulled me flush against his body in a hug. His chin rested on my head and I listened to his heart beat in my ear as he told me about his day.

“The board came to inspect the company today. They were like wolves, Lisa.” he let out a tired sigh and I squeezed his torso. I couldn’t say that I understood much about business, but I did know Silas was perhaps the most efficient person when it came to his work…or rather, his father’s work. I knew it was a lot to handle, but that was why I was here. To help chip off some of that stress. I pulled slightly out of the hug and tilted my head to the side and he looked down. Right into my exposed cleavages.

Due to the heat, I didn’t bother wearing my normal pajamas tonight. I had on a simple Lace babydoll lingerie that barely covered my breasts and my crotch. And the silk robe I threw on didn’t do me any justice either.

“My eyes are up here, Mr youngest COO,” I lifted my hands up as I adjusted the crooked glasses on his handsome face, and his red gaze slowly dragged up my body until it reached my eyes. Then, he smiled sweetly at me after being caught. If it were even possible, his red eyes seemed to have gotten brighter in the dim ambience of my room. Almost glowing with excitement.

“Sorry,” he apologized, “You just look so inviting right now.”

I folded my arms under my chest, lifting the swells of my breasts so he could get a better look at my milkers.

“Are you trying to tempt me, Princess?” his arms that were around my waist tugged me closer, and a slow, treacherous smile began to form on my lips.

If Kyler was the fire that burned with fiery intensity, Silas was the calm sea that let me take control of my own ship.

I curled my delicate fingers around his tie and pulled it. “Is that what I’m doing?” My voice dropped down to a low salacious slur as I batted my long lashes at him.

The hunger and desperation burned in his eyes now as he leaned into me. His hot breath tickles my neck before leaving lingering kisses there and along my jawline. His touch was full of promise. There was a growing bulge in his pants that was pressing against me now.

The Konstantino twin had an iconic look. Hair white as snow, eyes red as blood. And a face that even the gods would be jealous of. And they were both mine.

I led Silas by the tie and he followed me like a faithful pet. “Kyler went to his gig?” he asked calmly and I nodded. Of course, since neither brother knew I was screwing both of them, they both always made a mental note to be sure the other brother didn’t ‘accidentally’ walk in on us like this. Even though the idea of that happening always excited me.

Was I a bad person for playing both of them? No. I don’t think so. In all honesty, I enjoyed the thrill it brought.