2. Torin

Torin

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Brittany is crazy if she thinks we'll let her bring a man into this house or anywhere near her. The piece of supreme pizza tastes like ash in my mouth, but I continue chewing on it since it's the only thing keeping me from throwing her over my knee and spanking her ass for thinking of any other man besides the three of us. She's lucky the phone call saved her from that fate this time.

"I think it's time we come clean with Britt." Talen throws his uneaten piece of sausage pizza back into the box and glances at the staircase Brittany ran up only moments ago before slamming her bedroom door with a loud thud, effectively shutting us out. "There's no way in hell I'm going to let her bring some random guy here to fuck."

"Talen's right, Torin. We need to stake our claim on Britt before some douchebag beats us to it. We've waited long enough. Besides, I really don't want to go to jail for killing someone who would dare touch what's rightfully ours," Tarek says, ripping off a piece of his Canadian bacon and pineapple pizza with his teeth. "We've gotten lucky no one has scooped her up already."

They're not wrong—we need to claim Brittany—but she's not ready yet. She just graduated college and got her first real job. She needs time to get comfortable with the idea of being with the three of us for the rest of her life, because when we finally claim her, we will never let her go.

Memories from our one night together pop up in my mind like they have done every day since that night. How she found me sitting outside in the covered gazebo is beyond me. I wouldn't say I was hiding from Tarek, but he was determined we would do some stupid dance routine at the party. I needed to escape his insanity. I love both my brothers, but I have to draw the line at public humiliation.

I can almost hear her soft voice calling to me in that ridiculous fake British accent she used in a failed attempt to hide her identity.

Make love to me.

Those might have been the only words she spoke to me that night, but they were enough for me to go against the pact I made with my brothers years ago when we first realized we were all in love with Brittany. She grew from a cute kid in pigtails and a shy smile into a gorgeous woman with a seductive smile almost overnight. My brothers and I realized we were all captivated by this curvy slip of a girl and that only one of us could have her because what girl in her right mind would want all three of us?

I'd almost blown it that night when I was deep inside her with only a condom separating my cock from her wet heat. I'd called out Brittany as I came. Her big brown eyes blinked at me from behind that mask that was shielding her face from me. I wanted to rip the stupid thing off and tell her she was mine. But I couldn't. I'd made a pact with my brothers years ago that if we all couldn't have Brittany, then none of us would.

When I found out she had already had sex with Talen and Tarek separately that same night, I should have been angry or jealous, but I was neither. If anything, I was overjoyed thinking my brothers and I could finally all be with Brittany.

That night was a turning point in our lives. Brittany willingly had sex with all three of us. It might not have been at the same time, but that will come in time. But my joy didn't last very long, as Brittany withdrew from attending any of our family events after that night.

Assuming she was busy with college and her own family, I let it slide. Until last Halloween when she didn't attend the family Halloween party. It was the first one she had ever missed. Now, it feels like time is slipping through our fingers, but because she was so skittish and ran from us, I don't want to push her too hard, too fast.

"Just give it a few more weeks, and if she doesn't come to us, we'll tell her everything about how we feel about her."

Talen and Tarek exchange worried glances before finally giving in.

"Fine, but if you fuck this up for us, you're dead to me, got it." Talen glares at me, his eye twitching as he stands up and places his pizza box on the coffee table. "I've lost my appetite."

"Same." Tarek throws his pizza box on top of Talen's.

I've never seen my brothers this upset. I hate that I'm the one causing their pain, but this is the way it has to be done to win Brittany.

The doorbell rings, ending our conversation. I set my half-eaten slice of pizza in the box before opening the door to the guys from the moving company we hired to deliver the rest of our belongings.

I make a silent vow that once we're all settled in our new home, jobs, and living arrangements, we'll confess everything to Brittany. I pray it's not too late.