15: TENSIONS

SETH

“Where’s Delilah?” I asked as I hung my keys, though I tensed immediately as I saw Cole had a brandy while he was reading. Something I took as a very bad sign. Drinking while reading a book was his way of trying to distract his thoughts off of a deep thought process he didn’t want to be on.

“She’s sleeping,” he replied lightly, turning a page, the taunt clear in his voice.

He had conquered her. She had been telling the truth when she said they hadn’t fucked before. Though clearly that had changed.

Part of me wanted to throttle him here and now, but I did my best to keep passive. Regardless of his ‘good intentions’ as Delilah so put it, I was certain this was just a new way to grate on my nerves.

That was—until the brandy.

~Is he faking symptoms of being in thought? No— even with Jewel and all the amazing sex there was never a book and brandy. An audio book, a record; even a movie— but never a paperback.~

I stepped forward, taking a seat on the opposite sofa and regretting my glance at the book. The Count of Monte Cristo was no easy read, and Cole connected deeply to some of the darker parts to the main character. ~What the hell had she done to him after one lay?~

“Is there something wrong?” I inquired, looking over at him curiously.

“No. Why?” He asked, glancing up from his book, taking another sip from his brandy. A deep one. How the hell he didn’t cough and gag was beyond me.

“You won and fucked her, so what’s the issue?” The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them. Angry and flippant enough to have Cole frowning.

“I… ~won~? Excuse me? What do you mean by I won? Delilah is her own person; not a prize.”

“Don’t. Don’t you do that to me,” I said, holding up a finger and leaning forward on my knees. “You know goddamned well what I mean by that. You brought her here and dangled her like a fucking carrot in front of me. You know how much I was already infatuated with the woman; and even more so now that I’ve seen her in person. But you, you couldn’t fucking help yourself, could you?”

“While I’d like to admit to such deep sibling rivalry; it just so happens I also ~like~ Delilah. She kissed me first. If you have such a problem with it, try and win her for yourself and stop trying to rag on me. She chose me, not you.”

“Temporarily,” I hissed, the words branded in my mind as a gentle reminder but now a nice dagger I hoped to plunge home.

Cole didn’t miss a beat, his eye barely twitching. “We’ll see after the way I made her feel tonight. Or any night to follow considering our… amazing compatibility.”

“You’re a disgusting dog,” I replied in a low voice, getting up. Deciding I’d say my peace and try to walk away before I swung at him and regretted breaking his face or mine before the event tomorrow. “You know—this whole find me a wife thing was bullshit. I think you’re just trying to come up with another fucked-up scenario where we fuck another woman together.”

The slow, twisted smile that appeared on Cole’s lips made my cock twitch. The memories coming back to me with the singular look. One that had my stomach turning uncomfortably. ~Oh fuck no.~

“Was I the dog when you tried to make Jewel say which cock she wanted more? Or the way we would take turns making her scream trying to decide who make her the loudest? Was sharing really so ~bad~?”

My head shook immediately, my hands coming up. “No. No. Delilah isn’t like that. Off the fucking table. She’s not some toy.”

Cole gave a shrug, taking another drink of his brandy as he marked his book and set it down. “Says the man who just called her a prize. Fine. You don’t want to try to share. Then wait. Wait until you grow old and gray and we have the kids and life you wanted. Knowing that she chose me and always chose me; and you didn’t even bother to try.”

“What. The. Fuck. Are you… are you insane!” I hissed, barely able to breathe as an insane angry laughter began to overwhelm me. “You’ve spent less time with her than I have, you fuck her and you think she’s going to just marry you and have kids?”

Cole waved his fingers, finishing off his glass with a deep satisfied sigh. “I have all the time in the world if I make her retainer generous enough and we keep fucking like we did tonight. A few weeks and she'll be happy to go steady. Did you know that Delilah likes cream pies? Jewel didn’t like them. In fact, she used to complain about yeast infections from condoms. Does she still do that? Maybe… Ask her when you go to visit?”

Being near him was becoming increasingly difficult; but if there was one thing I always tried to do with Cole, it was to try and duke it out with words no matter how much of an ass he was being. If we threw hands, nine times out of ten I would win; but I wouldn’t feel good about it.

The threesome had been Jewel’s idea. Her way of trying to make amends for kissing him. Saying she was simply curious about two men at once. A desire I knew she had expressed after our relationship had elevated to playing with her ass in bed. Though I still wasn’t sure if that idea had been mine or hers.

I had never been ashamed of my sexual desires and needs. Never finding anything too outlandish when I masturbated let alone what porn I looked up. At least until that situation. Now I found my tastes a little more aligned with my brother’s. Something about making a woman scream for you, and the raw masculinity of two men competing for her affection and desires. It was arousing as it was intense. Everything about it had been incredibly sexy, bordering on taboo only due to us being brothers despite having little to no contact with one another, besides helping one another adjust positions to better penetrate her. It had ultimately destroyed something in our relationship though. A mutual trust that I already didn’t have when it came to Delilah considering the way he had already honed in.

~No, it’s not right and we can’t try anything like that again with another woman. Ever.~ I clenched my fists, letting out a very slow deep breath before releasing them. “Maybe you’ll get a clue when I say Jewel and I are over for very good reasons. She loves your abuse so much in fact that once you ruin it with Delilah, maybe you can fuck her instead.”

“Hard pass,” Cole responded with a half shrug. “Honestly, if this is a competition I guess you’re right. I have ~won~ considering I’m about to warm her bed. Again. Thank you for the motivation. Brother.”

It took all I had to let him walk away towards the guest wing. My thoughts pointing to one thought. And one thought alone.

If he really thought Delilah had chosen him over ~me~, maybe he really did need some enlightening. There was no way Delilah wanted anything long term with him. She had said it herself.

So…

~Why not me?~