Irish Promises

Chapter Seventeen

Stasia

I'm quite impressed with Hugh. If I thought giving him a gold star wouldn't piss him off then I would have definitely done it by now.

Because that's exactly what he deserves.

Despite knowing he'd have the biggest difficulty coming round to having to share me with his brothers he's done so well. Yes on his nights he completely keeps me to himself like he has done the last two nights but when it's time for me to be with the twins or Blake he doesn't resort back to being a complete dick.

I can see when they're affectionate with me in front of him he still finds it a little uncomfortable but for the most part he seems to swallow it down and accept it.

We've been making it work and well there's no doubting he definitely attempts to make up for the missed time. I always wake up more exhausted than when I went to sleep and that's usually because at some point during the night I'll be happily woken up to some part of him inside me.

Which is probably why when I wake to the feeling of someone kissing my shoulder and sliding their hand down my stomach I instinctively think it's him. but when my sleep fog clears and fingers circle my clit I realise my legs draped over him and it's not his hard dick pressed against my ass.

When I gasp Blake's lips press to my ear and he shh's me.

He shouldn't be in here and he sure as hell knows that. Hugh does not want to share me like this and Blake knows that but he doesn't seem to care as he rolls me onto my back away from Hugh.

Even though I know I should be saying no because if he wakes up he's going to throw a fit, the words completely escape me especially when Blake sinks two fingers into me.

His fingers work me with such expertise I have no choice but to bury my face in his neck in an attempt to muffle my whimpers but the more pressure he applies to my clit and the way his fingers thrust inside me as they curl up I can't stop myself from rocking my hips against him.

And that seems to be the thing that wakes Hugh out of his slumber.

"What the fuck!" he snaps tearing the covers off and flicking the bedside light on illuminating exactly what the hell is going on.

We are so fucked.

His eyes instantly go down to where Blake's hand works me and his nostrils flare straight away.

Blake doesn't seem to care the slightest bit as his head dips and he sucks my nipple into his mouth, his fingers increasing their pace as he adds more pressure to my clit. So much so I'm shaking from the intensity of the orgasm building inside me.

When Hugh's eyes meet mine again I expect him to snap at me but instead they just burn into me watching me come apart and I can't help but moan loudly, the fact he's watching me making everything so much more intense.

"Do you like Hugh watching me make you come little one?" Blake asks sliding another finger into me.

All I can do is whimper and nod still holding Hugh's gaze.

God do I fucking love him watching like this.

The heated way he looks at me causing my skin to flush all over which has absolutely nothing to do with the wet sounds that fill the room.

He doesn't look angry, he looks more turned on than I've even seen him which is the most shocking thing to me right now. Even more so when he starts stroking himself as he continues to watch me.

When Blake curls his fingers up in that perfect way he does I cry out, my insides contracting as I completely fall over the edge and quite possibly the strongest orgasm I've ever had hits me like a fucking wrecking ball.