My Sibling's Struggle

by Rosa Swann

  I gasp, reaching out to him and grabbing his shoulders, before I crash our mouths together. When I come up for air, I smile at the small sound that Destin lets out at the loss of contact. “The main course will have to wait. We’ve got more important things to take care of first.”

  Destin chuckles, his eyes dark with lust. “I thought you’d never say it...” Then he pulls back slightly before grabbing both my hands and pulling me out of my chair. “The bed looked really good, unless you wanted to try out somewhere else first?”

  I shake my head, my cheeks still hot, but I’m no longer bothered by it. I want him way too much, way, way too much, and as long as possible. “Let’s try the bed first. We can always try out other places after that. We’ve got two days to explore the house.”

  He laughs, the sound deep, settling inside me like burning embers. Then he tugs me along. “I like the way you think.”

  My heart is racing, my whole body tight with anticipation and lust. Finally. Finally. We’re finally doing this again.

  And this time I’ll actually be able to enjoy it properly, now I’m not in heat. That’s going to be so good.

  Destin pulls me down the hallway, into the bedroom, opening the door with a grin. My mouth falls open as he pulls me inside. The room is nice and warm, a low light illuminating everything and there’s even a heart out of towels on the bed.

  “I didn’t think to bring anything fancy.” He turns to me, his eyes filled with desire.

  Before I can say anything, he crashes our mouths together and pushes me back against the door as he rolls his hips against mine, letting me feel exactly how turned on he is.

  Oh, damn. Fuck. Yes. Yes, please.

  Chapter Eight

  Destin

  Seb looks so good in his jeans and button-up. The perfect amount of casual and fancy. I’d planned a luxurious four-course meal for our first night here, but we only made it through the starters before we got too distracted and ended up in the bedroom.

  I can’t help it. It’s been weeks since we’ve even had the chance to do something like this. It’s been weeks since it was just the two of us and nobody else around. And I’m going to take full advantage of that.

  While I keep kissing Seb, never getting enough of his lips on mine, his kisses so addictive, I slip my hands between us and undo the rest of his buttons before sliding the shirt off his shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. I leave a line of kisses from his lips, to his jaw, down his neck and to his shoulder. He feels so good, so, so good.

  I wish we could be like this forever, but we’ve only got two days before we have to return to the real world. For now, at least, until I find us a place to live.

  Seb’s hands come between us and he cups my cock through my jeans, making me moan out. Damn. It looks like I’m not the only one who needs this.

  I break away from him, looking him up and down, the way he’s standing there, leaning against the door, his eyes dark with lust, his breathing hard and he’s smiling a sexy smile.

  Then he moves, keeping his eyes on mine, and he slides his hands from his chest down, ever so slowly. When he reaches the top of his jeans, his movements slow down even more and he starts to open his jeans, revealing the top of his boxer briefs. My eyes keep flitting from his hands to his eyes and back, not sure where to look as my breathing comes out hard.

  I let out a growl, way too turned on. Fuck. I fall to my knees in front of him, taking the top of his jeans and boxer briefs in my hands and pull them down in one go.

  His dick jumps up in front of my face, like it’s glad to finally be free, and I wrap one hand around him, before I look up to Seb’s face. Seb’s eyes are locked on my hand around his dick, his mouth open on a gasp.

  Slowly moving my hand up and down, I lean closer and lick the head of his dick, making him gasp out as he grabs my shoulders.

  “Destin...” He leans over me slightly, leaning on me heavily. “Fuck.” His legs seem to almost buckle under him.

  I smirk up at him. “I was thinking the same.” I swirl my tongue around his dick, taking in the scent and taste that is specifically Seb, a sweet but musky scent, making my head spin and my cock jump in my jeans.

  He tries to push at my shoulders. “Let’s get to the bed...” But the way he’s still holding onto me, I’m not sure if he really wants me to move away.

  I kiss his hip, letting my lips linger on his skin, not wanting to step away from him, but also knowing that we should probably move to the bed. I slowly stand up, and, as soon as I let him go, Seb quickly gets rid of his jeans, boxer briefs and socks before he makes a beeline for the bed, quickly sliding under the covers. I grin, following him more slowly as I unbutton my shirt, watching how he can’t keep his eyes off me, and from the way his hand is moving at hip level, I bet he’s jerking himself off.

  Fuck. That’s sexy.

  I drop my shirt to the ground, his eyes still on me, and then get rid of the rest of my clothes, before I slide into bed with him, not wanting to wait any longer. Needing to touch him, needing to feel him against me. I need him so much.

  Leaning up on one elbow, I almost hover over him, as he’s on his back, looking up at me with his darkened eyes. Then I let my other hand wander over his chest, scratching a slight trail down, until I reach his dick, where he’s indeed jerking himself off. I wrap my hand around his hand, squeezing a little, as I move with him, making him moan out loudly, cursing under his breath.

  He closes his eyes tightly, his mouth slightly open, and his whole body is tense, almost like he’s ready to come.

  I slide my hand lower, running my fingers over his balls, until I reach his entrance, rubbing my fingers over it slightly. Fuck. He’s already slippery. When I rub a little harder, the tip of one of my fingers slips inside him and Seb jerks, grabbing my wist.

  “Des—” His breath comes out in a rush, his eyes open wide, gasping for breath.

  “Yes?” I smile, leaning closer to kiss the tip of his nose. He looks so cute like this.

  He stares up at me, his gaze full of emotion as he tugs on my shoulder, almost pulling me on top of him. “I want to feel you. I need you to hold me. Just... I need you.”

  Damn... If he looks like that...

  I move, settling between his legs. Our cocks now caught between us, side by side as I hold him tightly, taking in the way he feels, the heat of his body, how he fits against me. It feels amazing, he feels amazing pressed against me.

  Then I reach down, sliding my cock so it aligns with his entrance and I make small movements, slowly sliding inside him. He feels so good. So fucking good.

  He grabs hold of me, trying to hold onto my back, but we’re both slippery, and his hands keep sliding away, but he doesn’t stop trying. His breath comes out in gasps, just like mine.

  Fucking hell. This is different. This is so different from when he was in heat. Back then, it was all instinct, an almost mind-numbing instinct, the need to be inside him, fuck him, make him mine. But now, now I can really enjoy it, now I can really enjoy having him in my arms, having him against me. He feels so good. He feels so right.

  “I love you.” I blurt out when I’m fully seated inside him, my mind swirling with all the sensations.

  “I love you too.” Seb’s voice is hoarse and he kisses my shoulder, up my neck, and I take his lips in a hard kiss.

  Slowly, I start to roll my hips in time with it. Fighting for dominance in the kiss, tongue, teeth, anything to get the upper hand, neither of us wanting to back down. Electricity sparks through my body as our movements start to get in unison, every movement more fluid than before, the whole room filling with the sounds of our breathing and our bodies coming together.

  Keeping myself up on one arm, I reach down with my other hand, wrapping it around his dick and his ass squeezes around my cock as Seb moans into our kiss.

  “Fuck. Destin... Fuck...” He tips his head back as he takes gulps of breath, stretching his throat out in front of me and I can’t help myself, I kiss his throat be
fore nipping at his skin, making him gasp out and trying to glare at me. But it doesn’t work very well with the way he’s looking, he’s way too turned on.

  I slowly start to increase the speed of my hips, fucking him faster and faster, and from the flush over his skin and the way his dick seems to grow in my hand, he’s close, very close. Good, because I can’t keep going for much longer either. It’s too much, way too much. Weeks of pent-up sexual energy is finally being released.

  I run my thumb over the head of his dick, making him tighten up in my arms, making him tighten around my cock even more, sending sparks through my body. Damn.

  The movement of my hips is getting irregular as I’m getting closer and closer, no longer able to control myself. Fuck...

  “Des...” Seb moans out loudly, and then he’s coming, his spunk splashing between us, making everything even more slippery.

  His ass tightens around me, like he’s almost milking me, milking my cock, and that’s all it takes for me to come too.

  I manage to move a few more times, once, twice, and then I tumble over the edge too, coating his insides, coating his insides with my cum. Seb lets out a strangled sound and it’s like his cock is trying to come again in my hand, his ass clamping around me, making me moan again too.

  Fuck. This feels so good. The world around us disappears for a while. The only thing that exists in my world is the way Seb feels in my arms, our hard breathing slowly coming down, and the love I have for him.

  I love him. I love him so much.

  I don’t care about all the things we’ll have to overcome together. He’s worth it. He’ll always be worth it. Being with him is worth anything the world can throw at us.

  I’ll do anything for him. Anything I’ll have to do.

  He’s my light, my love, my everything.

  I’ll protect him. I’ll fight for him. I’ll do anything for him.

  And that starts with getting our lives in order. As soon as we’re back home, I’m going to seriously start looking for a house for the two of us. We need our own place, we need something to call home, the sooner I find that, the better.

  I need to find a place for our family. Where we can be together, in every way possible, without other people bothering us. I need to find us a house, and then I need to figure everything out with my classes and the promotion Daddy wants to give me. Seb still has well over six months until he’s due, but that doesn’t mean that I can wait that long to find a place for us to live.

  Not just because of the baby, but because I need a place for us. I need a place where we can be ourselves and not have to worry about anything. Where we can live our lives and be a family.

  After the last week, since Seb came back, I realise how much I need him. I realise how much I want him at my side at all times, and how much being away from him hurts. The next months, until the summer, are going to be hard, between him being away at uni and him being pregnant, and the one way to make things easier will be by having our own place. A place where we can be at home, an escape from the world.

  Because I have a feeling that we’re going to need it, desperately.

  Chapter Nine

  Seb

  I love waking up in Destin’s arms, but what I love even more is waking up in his arms when we’re the only ones in the house. Knowing it’s just the two of us and nobody else. That we won’t have to face anyone else. It’s just us, just the two of us. It relaxes me in a way that I didn’t know that I needed.

  Destin moves slightly behind me, his voice soft as his lips slide along my shoulder. “Morning.” His voice is still rough with sleep.

  “Morning.” I lean back against him more and his arms tighten around me. This feels good, so good.

  “What’s the time?” He rolls away from me, probably grabbing his phone, then he lets out a sound and takes me back in his arms. “Only seven in the morning, we’ve got all the time in the world.”

  I laugh. I don’t know why. But I suddenly burst out laughing. “Only you would find three hours until we have to leave, ‘having all the time in the world’.”

  He snuggles closer, pulling me against him tighter. “Well, it’s true. We don’t have to hurry. And I really like the feeling of you in my arms, so I’m not going to let you go any time soon.”

  “I like it too.” I turn slightly, so I can look at him. No matter how much I like being in his arms, I know that we’ll have to start moving soon. We’ve got a lot of things to do back home. And I still need to make sure that our parents can join us on Monday... Specifically, I need to make sure that our Alpha dads can join us.

  Destin starts to frown. “You’re thinking again... We’re here now. Whatever is on your mind, it can wait until we’re back home. Just take these last few hours to relax. It can wait.”

  “Can it?” I’m not so sure of that.

  There’s my whole pregnancy situation and having to have a meeting at the university to ‘make sure’ I can ‘safely attend classes’ for the rest of the year, a meeting where Destin has to be with me and also our Alpha dads, and then there’s the stuff with Dan.

  Especially since it’s just over a week until Dan and Mikey turn eighteen and Dan wants to leave. He still hasn’t talked to our parents about that and I know that he can’t wait too long with it. Partially because he’ll get his first report card right before the winter break starts, which is at the end of next week. And it’s better if he talks to our parents before they find out about it from either his report card or through some other way. It’s better if he tells them himself.

  My phone buzzes and I reach for it, my body already filling with anxiety and stress, even though I was so relaxed just a moment ago.

  Speaking of the devil, the message is from Dan. ‘Family dinner tonight, I’d love it if you two could come.’

  I let out a long breath. ‘We’ll try to be there.’

  Behind me, Destin moves. “Who is it?”

  “Dan. Telling us that there’s a family dinner tonight and that he wants us to be there.” I put my phone away and then slowly sit up. My relaxed mood is now well and truly gone.

  “You think he wants to tell your parents tonight?” Destin also sits up, putting his hand on my back, rubbing up and down.

  “Yeah. Or he probably wouldn’t have bothered telling me this early in the day. I think he’s nervous and needs the backup.” I eye Destin and lean in close, giving him a soft kiss. “I love you.”

  “I love you too.” He smiles, wrapping his arms around me, keeping me close for a while, before slowly letting go. “Can I at least tempt you to take a shower together?” His eyes sparkle and I nod.

  “Sure.” I climb out of bed. “You were the one who said that we had all the time in the world.”

  He grins, also climbing out of bed, tugging me along to the bathroom, his naked body fully on display. “That, I said indeed.”

  Things are going to be stressful soon enough, so we better use the time we’ve got now. Especially since Dan won’t be the only one with news, I still have no clue how to even ask Dad to come along with us to the university on Monday morning.

  Daddy opens the door, surprise on his face as he looks at Destin and me. “I had no idea you would be dropping by today.” Then he breaks out into a smile. “But the more the merrier. Dan and Mikey are cooking.” Then he glances behind him, to the kitchen, conspiratorily. “I should have figured out that they’d invited you two. They’re being way too fancy for dinner for just the four of us.” Then he steps aside. “Come on in. It’s cold out here.” He shivers to emphasise the point.

  “I can confirm.” I smile, trying to act as normal as possible. The fancy dinner is definitely not because of Destin and me, it’s because they’re trying to get our dads in a good mood. “It’s way too cold out here.”

  We walk inside, and I catch Dan and Mikey in the kitchen, busy with dinner. They’re going all-out and I want to tell them to calm down. They’re going to tip our parents off that something is wrong if they keep acting like th
is. But once Dan has something in his head, it can be hard to change his mind.

  When Mikey spots us, he immediately comes over, hugging us, before he looks at me. “How was your trip?”

  “It was fine.” I smile back, and look at everything they’ve got spread out over the counter. “What are you making?”

  He tries to act nonchalantly, but fails, beaming instead. “We saw this recipe online and wanted to try it. It’s got all sorts of veggies and some meat and then it goes into the oven for a couple of hours. It’s supposed to be really good.”

  “Hours?” I stare at him, then check the time on my phone. “It’s already five.”

  “Yeah...” He backs his way to the kitchen. “Which means we really need to hurry up.”

  I sigh and Destin lets out a laugh next to me, before sliding his arm around my back and we make our way to the couches in the living area as Daddy sits on one of the other couches.

  Daddy sighs dramatically. “They won’t even let me look at the recipe. They’ve been at this since noon.”

  Since noon? I glance to the kitchen, at the mess there. “Wow...” It’s going to take them until noon tomorrow to clean everything up again after they’re finished, from the looks of it.

  Then Dad comes down the stairs, looking at the twins with a slight frown, before spotting Destin and me on the couch and he breaks out in a smile. “Are you also here for the super-ultra-special dinner they’re making?”

  I nod. “I didn’t even know it would be so special. Dan just said ‘family dinner’ when he invited us.”

  “Well.” Dad nods. “I guess that the fight between you two is over, then?” His look is more serious now and my face falls, my happy mood gone.