Marrying his Brother: A Fake Fiance Romance

by Tia Siren

  “We are very much looking forward to it,” Arthur replied.

  I sat back and listened as she walked out of the room and into the hall. None of us said anything for several moments. When I heard the office door shut, I picked up Ben’s phone and turned off the mute button. To say that I was pissed was an understatement. Those two idiots had been running a sexual assault ring for I didn’t know how long, ruining the lives of innocent women. They had decided that my Kylie was next on their list, and they’d treated the whole meeting as if they were scheduling time for tea with her. It was disgusting and made me feel terrible. I couldn’t even imagine how Kylie was feeling after being in that room all alone. If I had my way, though, she would never have to be in there with them again, nor any other woman for that matter. Men like them deserve to be embarrassed, persecuted, and hung up for their crimes.

  “Are you all right?” I cleared my throat and waited for her answer.

  “Hold on,” she whispered.

  I could hear the clacking of her heels through the phone and the grew louder for a moment as she passed the door to Ben’s office and then continued down the hall. I wanted to hug her, to hold her, and to tell her how fantastic she did, but it was safer for her to keep going. We didn’t want to take any chances that she might be caught with us before we had a chance to talk with the president.

  “Okay, I’m outside in the parking lot,” she said. “That was really intense. I mean, it wasn’t as horrible as last time with Arthur touching me, but it was definitely not comfortable. Did you get everything?”

  “We did,” Ben said. “You did a good job. Thanks.”

  “You’re welcome,” she sighed. “If it will help catch these guys, it is worth it.”

  “Are you okay?” I was worried about her.

  “I’m okay,” she said. “Just tired. I am going to go home and get some rest. Let me know what you guys come up with, okay? I just want this to be over with.”

  “I’ll let you know, and take care of yourself,” I said. “Call me if you need anything.”

  “Thanks,” she said. “Piper’s home, so I’m sure I’ll have everything I need. She is being really great about everything. We’ll talk about all this later, though. I don’t want anyone here hearing about it. I have enough issues with bullies at this school, I don’t need to fan the flames any further.”

  “I agree,” I said. “Be careful getting home.”

  “You too,” she said, hanging up the phone.

  I hung up and put the phone down on the desk, double-checking that I had turned my recording off, which I had. It felt good to be doing something that would help others, but I couldn’t get our current situation off my mind. I looked up at Ben who was standing by the window in his office, watching out over the courtyard. It was an overcast day, and they were calling for snow flurries on and off. He turned around and walked back to his desk, sitting down and looking over at me.

  “We should talk about things,” I said.

  “I don’t know what to say to you,” he replied. “It’s not black and white here. I know that makes me look like an asshole, but I don’t really give a damn anymore. This is my life too.”

  “It is,” I said. “And you have every right to feel whatever way you want to, but remember that you aren’t the only one affected and that your choices affect other people.”

  “Grant, I know you’re just trying to be helpful, but I’m not a child. I understand the effect I can have on Kylie and this whole situation,” he said with irritation. “I just found out yesterday. I need some time to think things through.”

  “I don’t think it’s a matter of time. Time won’t change anything,” I said. “I’m in all the way. I don’t see that there’s any choice in the matter.”

  “I don’t know what I want to do,” Ben said. “And I need you to respect that for right now.”

  “I do respect that, but know there will be a time your answer needs to be final and resolved,” I said. “There may come a time where I can’t respect your choice with this. It’s not only about Kylie or you or me even. It’s about a child, an innocent child who has nothing to do with your career or your choices in life.”

  “I am fully aware of this,” Ben said.

  “Don’t break Kylie’s heart, okay?” I stood up and grabbed my phone. “I’ll email you that voice recording in your private email account.”

  Ben nodded his head, and I walked out of his office, heading for the parking lot for air. Everything was so big right then, and between the dean and Kylie’s pregnancy, I had about all I could take for the day. I wanted Kylie to be happy, and I knew that without Ben, it would be really hard on her.

  Chapter 24

  Kylie

  By the time I had gotten home from school, I was completely mentally drained. The last two days had taken a toll on me that I wasn’t expecting. I was exhausted down to the bone, but my anxious mind kept me moving. I walked in the door and was glad that Piper had gone grocery shopping. I just wanted a little bit of peace and quiet. I turned my phone on silent, not wanting to be disturbed. I went to my room and changed into some comfortable clothes, tossing the skirt and top in the laundry bin. I felt like it needed to be washed in fire to get the stench radiating from Arthur and Jeffrey off it.

  I grabbed my laptop and set it on the bed, pulling myself up and lying down for a minute. I stared up at the ceiling, realizing that I wasn’t physically feeling that bad, except for being tired and slightly grumpy. I was only experiencing morning sickness in the morning, which I was thankful for. I had a friend in my undergrad program who had gotten pregnant, and the poor girl had morning sickness all day every day for over six weeks. They ended up putting her on medication to control it. I didn’t know if this would all change as time advanced, but for the moment, dealing with a tiny bit of nausea in the morning wasn’t that bad.

  I ran my hands down over my stomach, thinking about the baby growing inside. I still couldn’t believe I was pregnant, something I had told myself I wouldn’t do until I was stable, in a relationship, and in a nice house with a great job. I guessed life didn’t really listen to what I wanted in situations like these. I wondered what the baby would look like and whether it would be a girl or a boy. It didn’t really matter to me who the father was. I cared for Grant and Ben the same, and I felt like we were all connected anyway. I could tell by Ben’s reaction, though, that he did care about it, and I wondered what he would ultimately decide to do.

  “Knock, knock.” Piper stood in the doorway. “How are you feeling?”

  “I’m okay,” I said, pulling myself upright. “A little tired, but okay.”

  “I got you some of the food you said you were craving,” she said smiling. “It’s all in the kitchen. You want me to bring you something?”

  “I’m not really hungry right now,” I said. “But thank you. I don’t know what I would do without you here.”

  “Did the guys say anything else about it this morning?”

  “No,” I sighed. “I mean Grant was sweet and worried, but Ben was pretty much all business with me. I am trying to be understanding. This is a huge deal for all of us.”

  “Yeah, but he is acting selfish,” Piper said. “At least in my opinion.”

  “I guess I can’t really judge him, you know? I mean, if I were in that situation, how would I react?”

  “Are you kidding me?” Piper laughed. “You are like the most caring person in the world. You would be Grant hands down. I saw you comfort that girl in the shop the other day. That was a really sweet thing for you to do.”

  “I try to treat people like I would want to be treated.” I shrugged.

  “Well, you’re doing an amazing job at life.” She smiled. “I’ve got a gallery meeting, so I am going to breeze out of here. I have my phone. Call me if you need anything.”

  “I will, and good luck,” I said.

  She crossed her fingers and left the room, pulling my door shut behind her. I dragged the laptop into my lap and went to
Google, deciding it was time to find out about this pregnancy stuff. I spent several hours combing through the overabundance of information on the web, my eyes bulging every time I read some crazy information about labor. I decided to stick to info on the first trimester, so I didn’t completely freak myself out. Going through the list of symptoms made me realize I was pretty lucky to only be feeling what I was feeling. There were things like constipation, headaches, and runny nose that I hadn’t gotten, not yet at least. I knew it had to be early on in my pregnancy, so I didn’t want to count my chickens before they hatched.

  One of the things I researched was hormones, trying to explain why I was so damned horny. Apparently, there was a surge in hormones, and the horniness could last quite a long time in my pregnancy. It was almost crazy how much I wanted to have dirty, hot sex with Grant and Ben. I couldn’t keep my mind off the subject. Even right then, as I was reading articles and typing away on the computer, I could feel the tingle between my legs. My nipples were hard as rocks, and I had the sudden urge to go to the school and fuck the hell out of both of them. I knew I couldn’t do that, though, so I would have to make other arrangements.

  I closed my laptop and put it back on the desk, walking over and locking my bedroom door. I felt naughty like I was doing something I shouldn’t be doing, and it was really exciting. I stripped my clothes off and climbed over the bed, feeling the softness of the blankets underneath of me. I lay down on my back and ran my hands up and down my skin, my palms moving over my nipples. I let out a deep breath and relaxed, sliding my hand down in between my legs and started rubbing my pussy. In my mind, I imagined walking into Ben’s classroom, which was bigger than Grant’s, seeing the two of them standing at the bottom teaching an auditorium full of students.

  I walked down the steps slowly, completely naked, looking around at the students in their seats. No one seemed surprised to see me there, and everyone stared ahead, waiting for me to arrive at the bottom. Grant reached out his hand as I stepped down the last step and walked me forward, standing me in front of everyone. I wasn’t embarrassed at all and, instead, found the entire situation extremely erotic. Having all those eyes on me, watching and waiting for Grant and Ben to take a step toward me. The anticipation was almost too much for me to handle, even in my own mind.

  Grant walked up behind me and ran his hand around my waist and down between my legs, cupping my wet mound. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, feeling his lips pressing against my neck. I whimpered, wanting more, feeling the juices start to gather between my legs. He moved his hand over to mine and grabbed it, turning with a smile and leading me over to the desk. Ben was lying on the desk, fully naked now, his hard cock sticking straight up in the air. I smiled and climbed up on the desk, straddling Ben and sliding down his shaft. He reached up and grabbed my waist, immediately starting to bounce me up and down on his cock.

  I looked up, passion flying through me as Grant stood on the other side, now completely naked as well, stroking his big cock. The class was all there, staring down, watching us make love as if we were part of the class demonstration. I leaned my head back as he pounded into me, feeling my body heating faster and faster. I opened my eyes for just a moment, staring around my bedroom but quickly shut them again, taking myself back to the classroom. I screamed out, reaching my climax, wanting more and more. My body shuddered as waves of pleasure moved through me, my pussy clenching tightly to Ben’s dick. He didn’t say a word, only stared up at me with lust, rubbing his fingers over my nipples as I continued to bounce up and down.

  I looked around for Grant but didn’t see him, so I focused back on Ben, bringing his hand to my face as I pushed down on him, grinding my body against him. That orgasm wasn’t enough. I wanted more. I wanted to keep going until we were all so tired, I could barely move. He smiled up at me, his hands reaching around and squeezing my ass really hard for several moments. He nodded his head, and I turned to see Grant, standing behind me, holding his erection in his hand, ready for me.

  I lifted off Ben, and he got up on his knees as I crawled forward on all fours. Grant ran his hand up and then back down my back, kneeling behind me on the desk and slowly guiding his cock through my juices. He pushed deep and slow, holding himself inside of me for a moment before pulling back out and doing it all over again. My breath left my lungs when I felt the enormity of his cock filling me up. I turned my head back toward Ben, and he rubbed his dick across my lips, nodding at me. I smiled and opened my mouth wide, sheathing my teeth, and taking the entire thing down my throat.

  Just feeling both of them inside of me like that made me want to come again, and I closed my eyes, enjoying every movement of Ben and Grant. I reached my fingers between my legs and rubbed my clit as Grant grabbed my ass cheeks and railed me, pushing me forward and back on Ben’s cock. Ben groaned, looking down at me with a smile as he held the base of his shaft, watching me deep throating him over and over again. Grant slapped my ass, causing a low rumble in my chest, making me want both of them inside of me. I sat there thinking about my ass being full for several moments, and then they both stopped, pulling out and staring at me. I knew they could read my mind.

  I sat up as Ben lay back down on the desk, holding his cock up in the air. I smiled as I crawled forward, straddling him and lowering down on his dick. I breathed in deeply, feeling Grant bend me forward, my lips just inches from Ben’s mouth. I could feel his cock entering my ass, and I screamed out in pleasure, pushing myself backward, so he could go deeper inside. Ben reached up and grabbed my waist and began to push his cock up into me while Grant did the same from behind. I looked over at the packed classroom, rubbing my tits and groaning in pleasure. It was so erotic and so sensual, probably the hottest fantasy I had ever had.

  I sat there getting all my holes filled, feeling the ecstasy of everything building in my stomach. I screamed as both men moved faster, every part of me receiving pleasure at the same time. I gripped down on my tits as my body began to tighten, the fire inside of me burning bright. As Grant pulled back and slapped my ass, the fire exploded, and I arched my back, crying out as orgasm filled every inch of me. I shook and shimmied on top of Ben until my body collapsed, my eyes closing tightly.

  When I opened them again, I found myself back in my bedroom, my body exhausted from pleasure. I pulled the covers up over me, slightly disappointed that it wasn’t real life. I closed my eyes and fell to sleep, forgetting the trials of the day.

  Chapter 25

  Ben

  I was nervous. No, more than nervous. I was on my way to the main building of the campus to meet with the president. She was a nice woman but very stern and always about business. She had a lot on her plate running the entire university, and I knew this revelation was not going to be something that came easily. I had to see her, though, and we decided I would be the best person because I’d had meetings with her before about other things. She knew my face and was familiar with my time at the college. She didn’t really pay any attention to the professors unless there was an issue or she was giving them tenure. I had been part of a new student reorganization the year before, which was the only way I had gotten her audience then. This time, it was a little bit different.

  I was on my way to tell her that the two people who ran her school on a daily basis were running a sexual assault ring right under her nose. People like the president of an Ivy League school didn’t really like to be told that something that big has been going on right under their noses. I had to tell her, though. It was imperative that we stopped this from happening before more lives were ruined. I had been granted a thirty-minute emergency meeting with her in her office, which was a huge deal. It usually took at least six months to meet with her, and that was if she even allowed the meeting to be scheduled in the first place. I was highly uneasy about going alone, but I knew with everything that had been happening with Grant and me lately that it would be a distraction to have us both at the meeting.

  It wasn’t easy to get this meeting. I had pulle
d a whole lot of strings and called in a favor. One of the tenured professors had to start by putting the bug in her ear that I was trying to set up an interview. Once that was done, I’d spent two hours on the phone throughout the afternoon the day before, trying to get an immediate audience with her. In the end, I had to tell the secretary the gist of what was going on. As soon as the words came out of my lips, she put me on hold and went to talk to the president. When she had come back, she’d had an emergency appointment ready for me but warned me that I’d better be coming with some good evidence or I could lose more than just the president’s respect. I understood that and would have never thought of going to her with the information if I didn’t have that to begin with.

  “President Dyson will see you now,” the secretary said, pulling me from my thoughts.

  “Thank you,” I replied, standing and walking into the office.

  “Professor,” the president said, shaking my hand. “Please have a seat. We don’t have long, so let’s just get down to the details.”

  “I agree.” I nodded my head.

  “These are statements from over twenty young women under your care who are explaining the relationship they have with the dean and provost,” I said, handing her a file. “I won’t read them aloud as they contain graphic and personal information.”

  I sat there and watched as she read through each of the letters, her eyes growing big but the rest of her expression staying steady. When she was done, she took in a deep breath and closed the file. She looked at me for a moment before speaking.

  “How did you find out this was happening?”

  “Well, besides seeing these girls coming and going from the dean’s business building office, Miss Kylie Cook came to me after being propositioned,” I said. “She was told that all of the investigation of her relationship with me and Grant would be dropped if she would sleep with them every week until graduation. The allegations were false, of course, but when she came to me, she was frightened. Her statement is in that folder as well.”