Chapter 5 I woke up in Dash's arms, but with Ashby's hand on my hip. He was right behind me, his body pressing against my back. I could feel his hardness on my ass, and he had moved a few times already, letting me know that he was awake. So was Dash, who constantly brushed a strand of my hair away from my face. I smiled gently and opened my eyes to look up at him. His eyes met mine, and he smiled back, sending warmth through my whole body. "Good morning," I murmured, my voice still thick with sleep. "Morning," Dash whispered back, his lips brushed my forehead. I felt Ashby's hand slide down from my hip and under the covers, exploring the curve of my thigh before moving it further up. I wiggled a little, arching my back into the soft pressure of his chest. No matter how dirty I felt from what we did last night, I still wanted more. I wanted more, and I couldn't deny it. I wouldn't deny it. "Can we?" Ashby asked, breaking the comfortable silence. His breath was warm in my ear, and I shivered. "It's your turn." I looked into Dash's eyes as he slipped his hand to the back of my head, his gaze gentle. "You can say no," he told me, almost encouraging me. But I didn't want to push them away. I shook my head in response. "Are you sure?" This time, I nodded. "I'm sure." "Last night she made us lose our minds. It's our turn to do the same for her." Ashby's words were directed at his brother, but Dash kept his eyes on me. "You sure?" he asked again. "Are you?" I countered, my brow raised in a challenging way. His jaw twitched. "If you are." I nodded again. "Okay." Dash smiled softly before finally meeting Ashby's eyes. "What do you want to do?" I couldn't see Ashby's face, but I just knew he was grinning. "Make her come. Watch her pretty face as she comes undone from our touch." I felt a rush of heat between my legs, and then Ashby's fingers found my slickness, parting my folds, teasing. I let out a soft gasp, keeping my eyes on Dash. He still looked unsure, but I reassured him by pressing a kiss to his lips. "I want this," I murmured against his mouth. "It feels nice." He didn't reply. He simply kissed me back, deepening the kiss by sliding his tongue into my mouth. I started to feel dizzy from it. From Ashby's touch. From the idea of what they'd do to make me reach my climax. It was exciting. My hand found Dash's cock, hard and heavy against my thigh, and I stroked him blindly as Ashby took me higher with every flick of his fingertips. Dash groaned and gently pressed a hand to my shoulder, rolling me onto my back. Ashby moved too, adjusting behind me, his fingers never leaving my pussy. "Play with her tits," he demanded, his eyes on Dash. They were already on full display since I hadn't put my shirt back on after last night. Dash looked at them, licking his lips before cupping one with his hand. He squeezed and kneaded it for a while, pinching my nipple, and pulling at it. Then he leaned down to pull the other into his mouth. "Just like that," Ashby praised his brother. The way Dash sucked and nipped at my nipple made my back arch off the mattress. His tongue was unhurried, gentle, and so was the soft praise Ashby was whispering into my ear. The heat of Ashby's chest pressed tight against my side, and his fingers worked a slow, torturous rhythm over my clit, dipping in and out of me with slick, deliberate intent. Every time I tried to roll my hips harder against his hand, he would ease off, grinning against the side of my neck. He teased me, but I didn't whine or beg. Dash's free hand held my other breast, pinching and rolling the nipple until both were pebbled, sore and aching in a way that made me want to whimper. Dash could tell I liked it rougher, and so could Ashby, because their hands were perfectly coordinated. With each passing minute, my desperation grew. I clutched at Dash's hair, my thighs trembling and falling open wider for Ashby's greedy palm. "She's close," Dash said, lifting his mouth from my breast, his lips wet. "We'll make her come just like this, Ash." "That's the plan," Ashby growled, then bit my shoulder with just enough pressure to sting. It sent a jolt from my shoulder down to my cunt, and that jolt was enough to tip me over. I came with a broken gasp, my legs locking around Ashby's hand, my back bowing. I tried to muffle my cries into Dash's neck, but he just held me tighter, his own cock hot against my hip. Ashby kept working me through it until I went limp, my body shuddering. He pressed a kiss to my shoulder, then withdrew his hand with painful slowness, dragging every last ripple out of my body. "You look so fucking beautiful when you come, Lissy." Ashby's words sent another shiver down my spine. I managed to open my eyes and look at him, a tired smile on my lips. "That felt nice." "Nice?" he repeated, amused. "It felt nice?" I pursed my lips and shrugged. "Yeah...I mean, I've never felt this way before. No guy has ever touched me like that." Some had, but never did they make me come the way Ashby and Dash just had. "I sure hope so." Ashby lifted his hand to his face, looking at his fingers for a moment before raising a brow at Dash. "You wanna taste her?" I was as surprised as Dash. We looked at each other as my excitement grew. I wanted him to suck on Ashby's fingers. God, that thought made me feel all kinds of things. "If you won't, I will." Dash didn't reply. Instead, he leaned in and wrapped his lips around Ashby's wet fingers, sucking on them, and tasting me. I watched, mesmerized. "You like that, Dash?" he asked, his tone almost taunting. Dash lifted his gaze while Ashby's fingers were still in his mouth. There was challenge in their eyes, but there was no competition between them. They wanted to push each other. See how far they'd go. Ashby pushed his fingers deeper into Dash's mouth, making him pull back, but then lean in even closer to suck him in even more. I couldn't look away, and I wished it wasn't Ashby's fingers Dash was sucking on. Pulling away, Ashby had a smug grin on his face. "How was that?" Dash looked at me, licking his lips. "Good. She's damn sweet." "Yeah?" Ashby looked at me too as he slid his hand back down to cover my pussy, his fingers sliding through my folds. "Gotta get a taste too." I sighed as he flicked his fingertips against my clit, and after sliding inside of me a few times, he lifted his hand again, this time taking his own fingers into his mouth. "Mm." His chest vibrated against my shoulder. "Sweetest pussy I ever tasted." My cheeks flushed, but I wasn't ashamed. I was pleased with his statement. Maybe even a little proud. I pressed my lips together as a different, more serious thought came up. "Will we tell anyone about this?" "You think Owen will like what we just did?" Ashby asked. I shrugged. "I don't know." Dad hated the idea of any guy touching me. Or me dating anyone, ever. Would he think differently about the guys touching me being Ashby and Dash? "Tripp will definitely rip our dicks off," Dash muttered, sighing as he leaned back against the headboard. "I think Rhys will too. He might even kill us." Ashby said it more jokingly. Like he didn't believe his own words. "Maybe we should keep this a secret," I suggested. "Maybe you should try getting them to touch you, too," Ashby countered. "What do you mean?" "I mean, you should seduce the others like you seduced us." "I didn't seduce you!" I argued. "You basically dared me to kiss you." "And you did." I sighed, murmuring, "But I didn't seduce you." "Whatever." Ashby got up from the bed and adjusted his shorts before looking at Dash. "I'll head to the shop earlier today. You coming too?" "No, I'll be there at nine." Meaning, he was going to stay in bed with me for a while longer. Ashby didn't reply and left without giving us another glance. Dash let out a sigh once he was out of the room, and I turned to my side to face him. I smiled gently, watching him closely. "Everything okay?" I asked quietly. His eyes met mine, and while he tried, he wasn't able to hide how uncomfortable he was. "I should ask you. What we did was..." "Fine. It was fine. And I liked it," I assured him, placing my hand on his cheek. "We don't have to talk about it. We can keep it to ourselves." He nodded at first, then he let out a hard laugh. "We sure can. But Ashby will tell the others." "You think?" "Yeah. He'll risk getting punched in the face without fearing the damn consequences." I could see Ashby telling Rhys and Tripp too. In a way, it was an exciting thought. But then...I knew my brothers would definitely scold me for it. There's no way they'd just listen to Ashby brag about getting head and going down on me without a fight breaking out. "Let's just...not talk about it for now. Maybe Ashby won't tell anyone." Dash shook his head but didn't say more. He sighed and put his arms around me, pulling me closer until my body was pressed against his. I buried my face into the crook of his neck and breathed in deeply, letting his scent fill my lungs. Despite all the worry settling in my chest, I wasn't really scared of what could happen if what we did gets out. In this moment, I was happy to be in Dash's arms. Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!