5. Max

Max

5

If we don't get out of here soon, Mad is going to kill someone or do something much worse.

He thinks I haven't noticed the intense way he's been reacting anytime Violet's been mentioned recently.

I know it's only because he's scared of losing her.

Mad is more than my twin, he's my shadow. There were a few times growing up when I tried to be my own person, but it was like he couldn't cope without me and I couldn't put him through that.

I feel it too, when he's hurting or anxious and I know he feels the same.

Right now, I can feel the rage and lust burning inside him. I know his dick's hard, because mine is too.

It doesn't help that Violet looks absolutely stunning tonight.

She leans her head on my shoulder as Mad gets into the driver's seat.

There's a bottle of water on the floor that I open for her to drink. She shakes her head as I offer it, but I'm not taking no for an answer when it comes to her wellbeing.

"Drink," I order her, pressing it to her lips and she gulps it down as she stares up at me with wide eyes.

It's hard not to imagine those eyes looking at me like that, whilst her lips are wrapped around my cock.

"Why is he so angry with me?" She tries to whisper, but it comes out at full volume and Mad's pitch black eyes flick up to the rearview mirror. I shake my head at him, telling him not to make this worse and he takes a deep breath before starting the car.

"He's just concerned. This isn't like you, sweetheart."

"How did you even know where I was?"

"Violet, you called Mad. You were sobbing."

How much did she actually drink tonight to not remember that?

"I did? I'm sorry, that's so embarrassing." She buries her face into my shoulder. "You shouldn't have to always be the one making me feel better. I need to learn to look after myself."

"Violet. Look at me." When she doesn't, I place my finger under her chin and gently tilt her head up. "Mad and I will always be here for you."

Tears glisten in her eyes and I want to be able to kiss each one away, but I make myself resist the urge.

"You won't though," she sighs. "You've both already left me." With a loud sob, her voice breaks.

I was hoping she wouldn't notice the way Mad and I have had to slowly pull away from her.

Starting from the first day we met her, we used to have sleepovers. They started out as wholesome, childish fun. Nothing but three innocent kids watching movies and making jokes.

What she doesn't know is that after a while, they became like torture to the pair of us. Her falling asleep in one of our beds, her smell all over our pillows. We could barely sleep with her that close to us.

My hand would be on my cock as I grappled with the restraint needed to not defile our stepsister as she slept. I know Mad dealt with the same urges as well.

The need to touch her, to kiss her and to fuck her has been relentless. Since we all turned eighteen, it's only gotten worse.

We couldn't scare her off though. If the pair of us started mauling her in the middle of the night she'd run and never look back.

Mad and I share a look in the rearview mirror. He's still angry and scared over what she was doing tonight.

"Violet, why did you sneak out?" I ask her.

She looks up at me, her golden eyes shining. The longer she stares at me, the pinker her cheeks become and I'm glad she's looking up, because if she looked down she'd see my cock straining against my zipper.

"I wanted to see if I could do the whole college thing by myself. I've not been to a party without you two being there before and it's only a few days until everything changes."

Mad slams his hand down on the steering wheel, making Violet jump.

"Did you get the whole college experience? Make out with every guy that looked at you in that slutty little outfit? Sucked off anyone nice enough to pour you a drink?"

"I didn't—"

"You've got two cocks to taste whenever you want, baby. All you have to do is ask us nicely. Maybe we'll even let you suck us both off at the same time if you're so hungry for dick?"

I should stop Mad from saying anything else, but my mind's focused solely on the way Violet's bare thighs rub together as he talks about our cocks in her mouth.

"You can't say stuff like that, I'm your sister!"

"No, you're fucking not!" Tears well in her eyes as Mad snaps at her. I see the way it hurts her anytime Mad says he's not her brother. If only she realized how much more he wants to be to her than that.

"Just pull over. I'll walk the rest of the way."

Mad puts his foot down on the accelerator proving a point that he's not letting her go anywhere.

"Maddox! I'm serious! I'm not going to sit here and let you be a dick to me."

"Fine!" He barks and veers the car to the right.

Violet screams and I hold on to her.

Does he not realize she doesn't have a goddamn seatbelt on?

Shit, I should have put it on her myself when I got her in the car, but her outfit was too distracting and I didn't think.

"Mad, what are you doing?"

He doesn't say anything as he brings us to a sudden stop at the side of the road, near the treeline.

Without a word, Mad unbuckles his seatbelt and gets out of the car. He throws open the door nearest Violet and grabs her arm, yanking her away from me. I get out on my side and quickly run around to them.

"Mad, seriously, what the hell are you doing?" I ask, quieter this time as unease takes over from my anger.

"If she wants to leave us so badly then she can."

Violet looks over to me for support, but I'm not sure what to say. The last thing I want to hear is how much she wants to be away from either of us right now.

She scowls at both of us then tries to pull her arm free from Mad's grip. "I thought you said I could leave?"

"If you do something for us first."

My mouth goes dry, as I wait for him to say whatever fucked up plan he's come up with on the fly.

I know he doesn't want to ruin this for either of us and have her actually leave, but he doesn't think before he acts.

He's been doing so well having some self control when it comes to Violet, but I know he's at his limit and tonight seems to have pushed him past that edge he's been living on for the past three years.

"You can't walk home like that. You'll slip and break your neck in those fucking shoes. The only way you're getting home safely is if you get back in the car."

Violet narrows her eyes at Mad and I do the same. That's too simple, there has to be more to it than that. What's he not saying?

"Fine. You can pretend to be the caring big brother again and drive me home." She tilts her chin up, thinking she's got the upper hand.

A smile slowly curves his lips. "You don't get to ride for free, baby."

With a loud groan, she says, "Just tell me what you want already!"

"We'll get you home safely, if you suck both of our cocks. Right here, right now."

My cock leaks at just the thought of that. The tent I'm pitching in my jeans is big enough to stop traffic. Thankfully, the road's quiet tonight.

Violet's mouth gapes open and she stammers for something to say. We both notice the way her skin flushes though. She's into it.

I thought Mad just fucked everything for us, but it seems Violet gets off to the thought of being on her knees for us. Maybe just as much as we do.

"Like you said, soon enough everything will be different. You'll be far enough away from us that what happens tonight won't matter. You're probably too drunk to even remember it. So what do you have to lose?" Mad's manipulating her into saying yes, but I don't dare stop him. Not when we almost have her.

Violet looks at me, but I don't say anything. I keep my eyes on Mad. If I look at her again, I'm not sure what I'll do.

"You can't be serious," she says quietly.

Mad's hair is a mess from the way he's been grabbing it all night and there's a desperate look, deep in his eyes, that only I can see.

We share an unspoken moment. This is it. He can't take anymore waiting. Either she chooses us now or that's it.

His request is messed up and I'm afraid she'll say no, but there's still a part of me that holds onto hope that she'll say yes. That after this, we'll drive home together with a new understanding of what we all need from each other.

We'll make our futures work no matter what.

All she has to do is say yes.

"Get on your knees for us, sweetheart."