HUGE HOUSE HATES: Chapter 30

I don’t tell my brothers I’m booking a motel room. As they hug Cora, Dad and Adelaide make their way to the pool house, and I find a place that will accept a booking of six adults in a family room and use Dad’s card to pay for it. A final fuck you!

“We need to pack,” I say when I return to the kitchen.

“What for?” Danny asks, his eyes drifting to the pile of apartment listings.

“Not to move out,” I say. “Just for tonight. I think we need to get away from this house so that we can be together without our parents lingering in the back of our minds.”

“Now that, brother, is a great idea,” Tobias says.

“I’ve booked us a room. We just need to grab a change of clothes for tomorrow.”

“Okay,” Cora says, beaming. In all the time we’ve been together, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her look so relaxed. It’s strange how sometimes things can get so much better after an argument. And it’s reassuring to me to know we can work through things and reach a resolution as a group. It gives me hope for the future.

“Don’t forget condoms,” Danny says. “I’m all out.”

“I’ve got a box of twenty,” Tobias says.

“That might just last us,” I joke, and Cora’s cheeks flame as she glances between us all.

This tiny woman doesn’t look resilient enough to take on five huge men, but she’s proven time and time again that she’s more than capable.

“What color underwear?” she asks. “Pink, red, or black?”

“Black,” we all shout in chorus. At least we’re aligned on the important things.

It takes us ten minutes to each gather a small bag, and we leave a note for Dad on the kitchen counter so that he knows we’re not coming back until tomorrow.

The car journey to the motel only takes twenty minutes, and I regret driving almost immediately because Tobias, Danny, Mark, and Cora are kissing and touching and moaning before we’ve even gotten off the driveway.

“Seriously. I’m not going to be able to concentrate if you carry on like that,” I say, not caring that I sound green with jealousy.

“Leave them to have their fun,” Alden says breezily from the front passenger seat. “She’ll be ours first when we get there.”

“Not how it works,” Danny says, and I glance into the back to find his hand up Cora’s skirt. My cock swells immediately, knowing how slick she’ll be between her legs at just a finger circling her sweet clit.

“There’s more than enough of me to go around,” Cora says, then groans loudly at whatever Danny is doing to her.

“What the fuck?” I shout. “You can’t be making sounds like that and expect me to drive.”

“Shhhh,” Marks whispers in Cora’s ear as he eases his hand over her mouth. “River’s getting crazy.”

“You want to see how crazy I can get? Keep going the way you’re going, and I’ll pull this car over to the side of the road, throw you all out of that back seat and lock the doors, so it’s just Cora and me.”

“Baby, that sounds hot,” she murmurs.

“Don’t tempt me, Cora. I mean it.”

“River’s going first when we get there,” she says, grinning at me through the mirror with lazy, lowered lids revealing how aroused she is.

“Damn right,” I say. “This motel thing was my idea.”

“Anyone would think you were the youngest, the way you still have tantrums,” Alden says.

“This isn’t a fucking tantrum,” I grunt. “This is about a man’s ability to concentrate when all his blood is currently residing in his cock.”

The whole car erupts into laughter, and Cora begins to disentangle herself from my brothers. “Come on, boys. You can wait until we get there.”

“River. You’re just a fucking cock-block,” Danny grumbles, but for the rest of the way, my brothers manage to keep their hands to themselves.

At the motel reception, the man behind the counter peers at us over his glasses. “You’ll all be staying in one room?”

“Yes,” I say. “I booked the largest room.”

“And you’re all family?”

“Yes,” I say. “Siblings.”

Cora clears her throat, and the corners of my mouth start to pull up before I fight to control my amusement.

His eyes scan over the group, spending the longest on Cora, who blushes adorably. “I take it you’ll only need one keycard.”

“Absolutely,” I say. “We do everything together.”

Danny coughs and turns so he’s facing the door, and the man hesitates, leaving his fingers pressed against the card. “Thank you,” I say, sliding it toward me.

“This reception is open twenty-four-seven if you need anything,” he says directly to Cora.

Seriously. Does he really think she’s being brought to this motel against her will by five giant men? I guess he must see a lot of disturbing shit working on a motel front desk.

The room isn’t far away, but by the time we get there, I’m ready to tear Cora’s clothes from her sweet body and feast on her like a starving man.

She was only away for a couple of days, but it feels like forever since I was buried deep inside her.

As soon as we’re through the door, I push her against the wall, my hand resting over her neck, and crush my lips to hers. I feel her swallow against my palm before her leg hooks around my ass, drawing my hips close. Oh God. This girl will be the death of me.

“Be careful with her,” Mark says. “You don’t know your own strength sometimes.”

“It’s fine,” Cora says. “I like it when he’s all rough and needy.”

“Which is basically all the time,” I snort.

“Exactly,” she smiles.

“Take off your clothes,” I order. “But leave your underwear. I want to see you in all your sexy glory.”

Cora strips off her black and pink shirt and then unzips her denim skirt, allowing both to drop to the floor. Beneath, she’s wearing the black lace set she was wearing the night she made a sandwich and drove us all crazy for food and pussy.

“Now that’s what I’m talking about,” Danny says with a whistle.

Cora takes a bow, now unabashed of being undressed in front of us, or our approval of her body.

I hook my finger in the front of her bra and tug her toward me, bending until we’re nose to nose. I grip her chin in my big hand, needing her to hear what I have to say without distraction. “Baby, you’re never walking out on us again. You hear me?”

A little puff of air slips between her lips as she nods her head.

“You don’t know how crazy I felt when you were gone.”

“I felt crazy too,” she says. “I just didn’t know how to deal with everything that was happening.”

“You doubted us,” I say. “And I get it. Things happened. But never again, okay? This is it for us. You are it for us. And that means we stick together through everything.”

She nods again, her eyes going glassy, and I press a hard kiss to her mouth before she has a chance to cry. I don’t want tonight to be about tears or about looking to the past. We need to draw a line under that shit and move forward. Tonight is the start of our future together. A future where we don’t need to hide from our parents or keep our relationship secret from the world. Well, except for men who work the front desk at motels. That shit is just about practicality.

Alden moves behind Cora, his hands stroking down her sides and over her curvy hips as he mouths the back of her neck. I drop to my knees, kissing my girl across her soft stomach, relishing her warmth and femininity, and breathing in her scent. She shudders as Alden’s hand cups her breasts, seeking each nipple through the thin lace of her bra. She shudders, even more, when the tip of my tongue flicks her clit through her panties.

God, she smells so good and tastes so good. She’s like a drug to me. A perfect, sweet drug that fills my brain with something that makes me feel like I’m floating. I push her panties to the side and begin to feast on her in earnest, hitching one of her legs over my shoulder so that her pussy is opened to me. I push my tongue inside her tight, wet heat, a precursor to what I’m going to do to her later, and she whimpers. “You like that?” Alden asks her. “You like River’s tongue in your cunt?”

Fuck. That word trips another switch, and I reach into my gray sweatpants, grasping my cock in a firm grip. It’s hot and already primed and slick for my girl. I manage to sheath myself while licking her pussy. Whoever said men couldn’t multitask wasn’t taking the urgency of this kind of situation into account.

Then, I tug her out of my brother’s arms and onto my waiting lap. Her breasts are spilling over the cups of her bra, and her nipples are red-tipped from Alden’s fingers. Her eyes are glazed and wide. I look between us at my ready cock and her spread pussy, and then back again as her lips part with anticipation. “You ready for this?” I ask, but instead of answering, she wraps her hand around my cock, and angles her hips just right to take it inside her.

Oh God, that first slide into her tight wet heat is like heaven on earth. I throw my head back and let out the guttural moan that I’ve been swallowing ever since Danny put his hand up Cora’s skirt. She moves like a dream, rising up and falling back down, swallowing every thick inch of me deep inside her.

I don’t want to feel so much so fast, but it doesn’t really matter. We’ve got all night and the rest of our lives to take our time. Her hips shift, grinding her sweet little clit against my pubic bone, gasping as Alden’s fingers play with her nipples again.

“That’s it,” I say. “Take it, baby. You’re so good at taking my cock.”

Her eyelids flutter, my words causing her to move faster and harder, taking her closer and closer to the orgasm I know is close. “Such a good girl,” I whisper against the shell of her ear and damn if that isn’t what tips her over.

The tightening ripples of her pussy are what trigger my release, and as I pull her close, listening to the pounding beat of her heart against my ear, I feel like I’ve come home.