Chapter 11 - Angry Secrets

Devon
Serena was gorgeous. Her breasts were heaving, her face was flushed. I wanted her badly. Not even my own anger at this situation dimmed the hard-on I’d for her since she came on my fingers earlier. I grabbed my junk and tugged my pecker a little through my pants to relieve the pressure. She was so mad at us.
I warned Paul not to hide this from her, but he insisted that Garrett be here in person. He knew she would be mad and wanted to see if Garrett could calm her down. I wasn’t so sure. He was a selfish bastard; he would probably anger her even more.
“She’s spectacular,” Garrett said.
Serena spun her head around to look at him, wondering why he would say that. Well, Paul’s secrets weren’t done, and she was about to find that out.
Garrett stood from his chair and walked over to her. He towered over her, like we all did. She was only around five foot six and we were all well over six feet. I was the tallest and biggest, Paul and Garrett were about the same height and build.
“I want what my brothers have,” he told her.
“And what is that?” she said suspiciously.
“You,” Garrett smirked.
Serena’s eyes widened. She cut her gaze over to Daddy, who was stoic and then to me.
“Garrett can take Paul’s place while he’s gone,” I reasoned with her.
“You two want to share me with a third man?” she said incredulously.
Tears formed in her eyes. If she thought she could get past us all, she would have bolted. I’m sure of that.
Both Paul and I opened our mouths to speak but it was Garrett who spoke first.
“It’s not a bad thing, Baby Girl. The three of us want to take care of your every need. We want to protect you and cherish you and pleasure you,” he got closer to her when he said that. She tried to step back but he took her hand and kept her in place.
“Give me a chance,” Garrett whispered. “I want you as much as they do. I tried to stay out of it, but once I saw you, I was enraptured. We don’t want you to spread your legs like some whore. We want you to be our whore.”
I watched her shiver. She liked dirty words. “May I kiss you?” Garrett asked like he was some gentleman after what he just said.
“I don’t know. This is all a surprise to me. Daddy and Father are hiding things and now I can’t trust them. How can I trust you?” she whined, like a brat. I loved it when she did that.
I gave Paul a death glare. Now we had to start all over again with her because she didn’t trust us and here was Garrett homing in on our girl.
“Give me a nickname like theirs,” he said gently. I’d never seen him work a girl before. He was very private about his sex life. He had a room here too and did everything behind closed doors.
“Do you really want one, or are you just playing me, like they did?” I wanted to punch Paul in the mouth. If he didn’t look so pained already, I probably would have.
Paul jumped up from his seat and shouted, “I fucking love you, Serena!”
“You have a funny way of showing it, Paul,” she yelled back.
Paul jerked back like she had slapped him, then he strode from the room. He looked devastated and I almost felt bad for him, but I warned him over and over that he was going about things the wrong way.
I stayed where I was, not saying anything. I didn’t want her yelling at me too. Besides, I wasn’t ready to leave her alone with Garrett. I wanted to make sure he treated her right.
Serena didn’t look at me though. She was staring at Garrett, waiting for his answer.
“I don’t play games, Baby Girl. I want you to get to know me, but first, I have a secret too. I’ll tell you what it is, then you will understand.”
He was being so gentle with her; it was almost like he was a different man. The man I knew was ruthless in business. I’d never seen him like this with anyone, ever. Well, I take that back. He was gentle with our sister, Lacey. We all protected her too, but it was different. We didn’t want to have sex with her. Or have her carry our baby. I hoped Serena was pregnant. I wanted her belly swollen with our child. She wasn’t pregnant last month, so if she was pregnant this month, it could be mine or Paul’s. We didn’t care who the father was, we just cared about the mother.
Garrett took Serena’s hand and led her over to the bed. He started whispering in her ear and I couldn’t hear what he was saying. Maybe it really was a secret, and he wasn’t playing her. I know he wanted to fuck her, but I really hoped he grew to love her like we did. I didn’t want her to be hurt by him.
When they were done whispering, Garrett reached for the zipper at the back of her dress. He slowly drew it down and peeled the latex off her shoulders, baring her breasts. I was tempted to get up and go around them to get a better view, but this was their time, and I was just a voyeur.
He had her stand up as he pulled the dress down to the floor. As she stepped out of the dress at her feet, I admired the curve of her spine that dipped down to her plump behind. But Garrett wasn’t looking at her ass, he was looking at her tits. I closed my eyes for a moment and imagined them. They were glorious to behold, and I wish I had them in my hands and mouth right now.
I watched him gently touch her, I imagined him running his fingers over her perky breasts, making her nipples peak.
Garrett dropped to his knees and my jaw almost dropped on the floor. He was kneeling before her, and I was literally stunned. That was so unlike him. Most of the time he acted like the world should drop at his feet.
“May I?” he asked as he leaned forward to take her into his mouth.
“Oh, yes,” she said softly, almost timidly.
Both of them were different. After our first time together, she hadn’t been so timid. Maybe they were like this because it was their first time together? When I shared her with Paul the first time, he was already inside her. I wish I knew the answer. The two of them together was so fascinating to witness.