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Chapter 8

CHAPTER EIGHT

~~DASH~~


I was ripped from my sleep when my work phone’s ringtone echoed through the room. I cursed whoever was on the other end and slowly pulled my arm from underneath Adrena’s sleeping head. I stopped a moment and stared down at this amazing woman in front of me as she breathed deeply in her sleep while my brother was in his own slumber just behind her and I couldn’t help the tightness I felt in my stomach at the sight of them. The phone went silent for a moment before it started ringing again and I cursed under my breath as I slipped out of bed, still naked from the night before as I grabbed the phone and slipped out of the room, not wanting to wake either of them.

“This is Dash,” I answered in annoyance. This better be a fucking emergency or I was going to explode on the caller.

“Oh, thank God. Hey man, it’s Joey. We’ve got an emergency down here at the apartment building. I was getting the stairs prepped for you guys and they just fucking collapsed; rotted wood. The old bat is losing her shit. I can’t fix this on my own. Can you come down?”

I sighed and rubbed my temples with my free hand. The last thing I wanted to hear first thing in the morning was that one of our jobs was failing.

“Fuck. Yeah, I’ll be right over. Text me any supplies we might need and I’ll grab them on my way over.” Joey thanked me and hung up and now I was in a sour mood with thoughts of having to leave Adrena and having to leave Adrena with Dane.

After getting dressed in work clothes, I headed back into Dane’s bedroom and lightly shook Dane awake. Dane was a light sleeper and quickly woke, looking up at me with a confused expression on his face.

“There’s been an emergency at one of the jobs. Joey just called me and I have to head out to help him. I’ll be back later,” I whispered out, looking over at Adrena to make sure I didn’t wake her. “Don’t let her leave just yet.”

Dane slowly nodded. “Do you need me to come too?”

I shook my head. “Nah, we’ll be fine. Don’t let her leave, Dane.”

“Yeah, I got you.”

I looked back over at Adrena’s sleeping face once more and cursed under my breath as I left the bedroom and finally the house, walking over to my big truck as I slipping into the driver’s seat and took off. I hated that I was leaving and wouldn’t be there when she woke up. I wanted to have her wake up still in my arms from the night before and know that I wasn’t going anywhere, but now she was going to wake up in my brother’s arms and that didn’t sit well with me.


When I showed up at the apartment building I could hear Joey and Macy bickering from outside and all I could do was laugh. Miss Macy was the sweetest old lady I knew, who could make a killer peach pie, and who loved to give Joey a hard time.

I pushed through the front door and found the two standing in front of the staircase, pointing and bickering, and I just stared at the mess in front of me. The stairs were no longer there and there was just a big heap of wood in its place.

“Oh, Dash! Thank goodness! I have a showing today on the third level and if we don’t get this fixed in time it might scare them off. Please tell me you can fix this.” Macy looked tired and stressed and I knew a woman of her age should be enjoying retirement, not managing a huge apartment complex in downtown Savannah.

“Don’t worry, Miss Macy, I’ll have it back them back in working condition before lunch.” I smiled at her, winking at Joey. “Isn’t that right, Joey?”

Joey smirked, shaking his head at me. “That’s right, ma’am.”

Macy beamed at me and grabbed my hand, patting it like she would her grand-kids and smiled. “Thank the Lord for you, Dash McCarthy.” Then she disappeared into her apartment and Joey let out a breath.

“Before lunch?” Joey asked, eyeing me suspiciously.

I laughed. “We better get to work, huh?”

We began our long, dirty job without complaining and before lunchtime we were indeed finished. The stairs weren’t perfect, but they were sturdy and usable and that was going to have to work until me and Dane could get out here and finish them properly.

We were just packing up our tools when the front door opened and I watched a younger guy walk into the lobby, eyeing the two of us discontentedly.

“You the manager?” the guy asked me, squaring his shoulders.

“I might be. Who are you?” I replied, not liking the feeling this guy was giving me. He had an aura about him that made me uneasy. The guy was my age, late twenties, with longer light brown hair and tattoos lining both arms, looking like he just walked out of a heavy metal concert with combat boots and ripped up jeans.

“I’m looking for someone who might live here. Her name is Adrena. Do you know anyone here by that name?” The guy asked, staring at me in a challenging manner.

I didn’t like that this guy might know Adrena. That he even mentioned her name made the anger spike through me and rage clouded my vision. If he did indeed know Adrena, I didn’t like the idea at all. The guy looked like a piece of shit and I couldn’t picture Adrena being mixed up with a guy like this, but at the same time, I didn’t know much about her either so I couldn’t make that judgement.

“Nah, the name doesn’t sound familiar,” I replied, looking at Joey with a dangerous stare. “Do you know the name, Joey?”

Joey studied me for a moment before recognition dawned on his face. He looked at the strange man in the lobby and shook his head. “Nope, not that I’m aware of.”

The guy studied both of us for a moment before slowly nodding and finally leaving the lobby all together.

“Who the hell was that guy?” Joey asked. “And what does he want with Adrena?”

I felt my jaw tense as I shook my head. “I have no idea, but keep an eye out around here. If he comes back around, you let me know, alright?” Joey nodded at me as we just stood there dumbfounded.

“What’s going on with you and her and Dane anyways? She the next ménage-trois beauty in your lives?” Joey asked and I didn’t scold him. He was the only other person besides my brother that knew about our peculiar lifestyle choices and Joey never judged us once for it. He had warned us in the past about how things could turn out between us but for the most part, he kept his nose out of it.

“Something like that,” I replied softly as I finished packing up my tools and headed out to my truck to put the supplies in the back; Joey following me out.

“I’d watch out for you brother with this one.” Joey laughed, tossing his bucket in the bed of the truck.

His statement punched me right in the gut as I glared daggers at my friends. “What does that mean?”

Joey laughed, shrugging. “I saw him the other day when I needed the keys to a job and he told me about her a little bit and it just seemed different is all. He didn’t sound like he was sharing a woman with his brother is all, like he normally does. It just seemed different.”

I was glaring at Joey with no words. I didn’t know how to reply to that because deep down, I knew things with Adrena were completely different than any of the other women we had shared before her and I didn’t know what to do about it. But I would be damned if Dane swooped in and stole this one. Of all the women he could have had, Dane wants the one I can’t stop thinking about, dreaming about, and losing sleep over. No, my brother wasn’t going to win this one, I would make sure of it; most of the time the women chose Dane over me because Dane was much smoother than me and far more sensitive and fit the boyfriend role. Unlike me, who was rough around the edges and had never truly been in a relationship in my life. Women ran from me and right into Dane’s arms, but that wasn’t going to happen this time.

“I better get going, Joey, but call me if you need anything else,” I called out as I jumped in my truck and took off. I wanted to get home as quickly as I could before my brother got the upper hand on me.


I entered the quiet house and didn’t notice either of them moving about. Were they still sleeping?

I kicked off my boots at the door and headed towards Dane’s bedroom. But I stopped dead in my tracks when I heard light moaning coming from behind the door. Normally I would just join in, but this time I couldn’t. Something inside of me snapped and it felt like someone sucker punched me in the gut.

Her moans grew louder before she rasped out, “Yess!” and it took everything I had not to kick the door down and beat my brother until there was nothing left to him, but I couldn’t do that either. I was frozen to my spot just outside the closed door with my fists balled up at my sides.

Rage filled me unlike it ever had and I needed to walk away before I let the demon loose. The last time I let it go, someone ended up in the hospital fighting for their life and I faced assault charges. They were obviously dropped, but I promised myself I would lose control like that again.

Instead of standing here torturing myself, I went back towards the door, threw on my boots again, and stormed towards the barn out back where I had a punching bag hanging from the rafters. I needed to punch something and this bag came in handy more often than I’d like to admit.

I had shared a number of women with my brother and I never got this angry, so why now? I didn’t even get this angry when the others wanted to start a relationship, a relationship with Dane of course, but never happened. So, why now? I shouldn’t be getting this angry over the fact that she’s inside right now, fucking my brother, but I am angry and I can’t control it. My world was spinning out of control and this time I couldn’t let it run its course. I was tired of being alone and I was tired of being every woman’s second choice over my brother.

Several punches and a roaring scream later, I was feeling a bit better as I fell to the ground, breathing hard. I stared at the bag swaying back and forth in front of me and I knew then what I wanted but I wasn’t about to scare the woman off. So I was just going to shut my mouth and keep up the façade of Mr. Hard-ass and let things play out like they always did, and just hope things go differently this time. After all, Adrena wasn’t like any of the other women, so maybe I have a chance this time.

I stayed out in the barn for a while longer before brushing my knees off and heading back inside through the back door that led into the kitchen. But when I entered the house and kicked off my boots, I was faced with a smiling and whistling Dane making lunch who turned to grin at me. And that really pissed me off but I took a deep breath and shoved my anger away.

“Hey, how did it go this morning? You and Joey get everything squared away?” Dane asked, pulling lettuce from the fridge.

“Yeah, everything’s fine,” I replied with attitude in my voice as I entered farther into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. “Did you two have fun in bed this afternoon?” I tried not to sound too snarky but my question but I just couldn’t help it. I was feeling extremely snarky.

Dane cocked an eyebrow and studied me. “Did you have a good session with the ole punching bag out in the barn?”

I gripped the water bottle in my hand as I spun and glared at him. “I wanted to punch someone else, but it did the trick for now.” Dane returned my glare with a challenging snare but said nothing as Adrena walked in, interrupting us.

“Hey,” she said, walking up to me and placing her hand on my forearm. “I miss you this morning. Is everything alright at work?”

I clenched my jaw as I tore my gaze from Dane and stared down at Adrena next to me. Her sexy, seductive perfume invaded my senses as I nodded down at her. “Yeah, it’s fine.” Then I stepped away from her and set my bottle down on the island. “I’m going to go take a shower, don’t wait for me to eat.” I walked out of the kitchen, completely avoiding her gaze, and headed upstairs to my room.

I needed to cool off both from my anger and from my reaction to seeing Adrena walk into the kitchen wearing my shirt. I loved the fact that she was wearing my shirt and not Dane’s but I still couldn’t help but think about the fact that she had just been sleeping with him and not me. It had never bothered me in the past at all, we had nights where we each took turns with the woman we shared to have a little one on one action, and I never minded. That was until now and not only I pissed off about it, but I was also mad that I was having this reaction. I wasn’t supposed to care this much, this was the same reason I had avoided relationships in the past and kept telling Dane to move on with his life. When the women wanted to start a relationship with Dane, I was always upset that he turned them away when it was clear that Dane wants that one on one relationship. Why he stayed in a polyamorous relationship with me was something I wanted to know the answer to. Did it have something to do with our childhood? Did Dane feel bad for me? I didn’t need or want anyone’s pity.

After grabbing some clean clothes, I head into my en-suite bathroom and started the shower. Steam quickly filled the room as I undress and stared at myself in the mirror. I had always had a fit and sculpted body and I was proud of how I looked, but today I stared at myself in a different light. Was there something wrong with me emotionally that women didn’t want me romantically? Because I knew damn well that it had nothing to do with my body or how I looked. Yeah, call me vain, but it’s the truth.

I pushed the negative thoughts from my mind for the time being and slipped into the hot shower, letting the water cascade down my body as I shoved my head under the beating water. It felt heavenly as I closed my eyes and just stood there, breathing heavily, and trying to push the anger deep down where I could ignore it for now.

But then I felt a draft of cool air hit my back and a moment later I felt warm hands circling my torso. I stared down at Adrena’s delicate fingers splayed across my chest as her breasts pressed against my back. I took a deep breath and just stared down at her hands. Her fingers were small and her nails were well manicured and I couldn’t help but love the way her hands looked on me.

“What are you doing, Adrena?” I finally asked, snapping out of my depressing thoughts.

“You looked a bit stressed downstairs and thought I could help you unwind,” she replied softly, kissing my back and making me close my eyes.

I loved her touch and loved it even more that she joined me, but yet I was still pissed and a part of me, a very small part, didn’t want her here.

I spun to look down at her, her naked body on full display for me and I loved every bit of her body, even the tattoos that lined her skin, and glared down at her.

“I’m fine, Adrena. I’ll be out in a minute.” I went to open the shower door to push her out but she did the unthinkable and wrapped her arms around my neck before kissing me deeply. Instinctively I kissed her back, wrapping my own arms around her and pulled her tightly to my chest. Damn, she felt good.

Then something snapped inside me and my inner self took over, wanting to break any romantic feelings between us. I pushed her hard up against the shower wall as she groaned into my mouth. My hands traveled down to her ass as I lifted her until her legs were wrapped around my waist.

I needed to fuck her. I needed to reclaim her. I just plain needed her.

My cock was achingly hard as I shifted between her legs until my head was pressed at her entrance. I stared into her eyes for a moment before I slammed myself into her. She broke the kiss and threw her head back against the shower wall, opening her mouth as a silent, breathy moan escaped her lips. I loved how her pussy hugged my cock perfectly, squeezing and milking me. She whipped her eyes open and stared down at me, holding my gaze. I loved her eyes and how they seemed to see into my soul and I loved them, even more, when I fucked her. It was as if I knew exactly what she wanted and needed when I stared into them. We had this unspoken bond between us.

I withdrew my cock until just the head was inside her before slamming back into her. This time she out a loud moan and dug her nails into my back, causing me to thrust in and out of her harder and faster. I loved when she inflicted pain on me.

Keeping one hand gripped on her ass, I slid my other hand up her body until I was gripping her chin; keeping her gaze locked with mine. Her eyes were hooded with desire as I continued to fuck her hard and fast, not wavering my gaze from hers. I loved that I could fuck her hard and fast when I needed to and it didn’t seem to scare her; it seemed to turn her on even more and it scared me. Most of the time, women didn’t like when I was so rough and so forward, but not Adrena. No, nothing seemed to frighten her. But that would change when she got to know me, really know me, and I wasn’t ready for her to know me just yet.

“Dash,” she moaned out, moving her hands from my back and framed my face.

My cock was swelling and I was seconds away from blowing my load into her, but when she framed my face with her hands and stared at me with warm eyes, I lost it and slowed my pace.

She was making me feel things I had never felt before and it was scaring the hell out of me. The guy I had been my entire life was being tested in her embrace and I couldn’t let that happen, so I shook my face from her hands and leaned in to kiss her, biting her bottom lips as I pounded harder into her. My entire body tensed as my orgasm built inside of me like a volcano; my sac was tight and ready to release. Then it slammed into me as I held my breath and filled her with my seed before letting my groan fill her mouth.

I felt her body tense up around my cock as she squeezed her walls around me and came to her own climax, matching my groans with her own.

When she began caressing my back I flinched and pulled out of her, opening the shower door and glaring at her. “I’ll be out in a minute.”

She stared at me for a long moment and I swear I saw her eyes shimmered with tears and I mentally kicked myself. I quickly looked away from her, not wanting to see that.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” She asked in a deflated tone.

“I’m fine.” I placed my hand on her bicep and nudged her out of the shower, closing the door behind her and finished taking my shower. I made sure not to look out as she no doubt put my shirt back on and left the bathroom. I was trying to get back into the game of sharing her with Dane and pushing her out was the only way I was going to be able to do that.
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