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Swallowing hard, Adam stared up at the Carlisle brothers looming over him, his pulse hammering in his cheeks.
Isaac always thought his younger brother was peculiar.
Whether it was slaying a dragon that others wouldn’t dare approach or proposing to bring in an omega to bear an heir, Chester was undeniably unique.
Without his exceptional talent and captivating charm, he would have long been buried by society.
“Very well, Brother. Then let’s proceed like this.”
This time was no different.
When Isaac suggested indulging in a bit of amusement, Chester made an offer beyond his imagination.
“Watch me hold Adam.”
“What?”
“Sex. I mean, observe us fucking.”
Isaac’s expression twisted as if he had heard something obscene.
“Why would I?”
“May I be honest?”
“…Go ahead.”
“You’re truly remarkable, Brother. Outstanding in every field, mastering new skills effortlessly. That’s the brother I’ve known since childhood.”
Even under the sweet flattery, Isaac didn’t so much as twitch.
Instead, he frowned, thinking: What nonsense is he spewing now?
“So, why not learn about intercourse as well? That genius of yours might shine in this area too.”
“You want me to… learn?”
“Yes, Brother.”
Chester continued smoothly, his voice honeyed.
“Adam isn’t yours alone. He’s mine as well. But look at his state now—completely ruined. He won’t even be usable for days.”
Isaac tried recalling Adam’s condition.
The image of Adam asleep surfaced in his mind—tangled red hair, delicate lips parted in exhaustion, clearly worn out from prolonged sex.
“The problem is he’s too thin. His body is frail.”
“And the problem is you were too rough.”
“…”
“I know what you’re thinking. ‘What’s the harm in handling some omega carelessly?’ But as I said, I’m also his owner. Let’s share him nicely, without breaking him.”
“You’re not harboring some foolish feelings for that omega, are you?”
“What feelings? Surely you don’t mean affection?”
Chester’s smile deepened.
Seeing that pale, water-like grin, Isaac shook his head.
“Your face says it all. My mistake for asking.”
“My dearest brother, Isaac.”
His lowered voice carried an unspoken weight.
Chester leaned closer, whispering to his reticent older brother.
“Watch how I handle him. Who knows? It might be more entertaining than you think.”
Remembering that laughter-laced voice, Isaac sighed.
Then, under his breath, he muttered:
“Entertaining, huh.”
“Why, isn’t it? It can’t be boring.”
The corner of Isaac’s eye twitched.
His face remained icy, but the owner of the voice didn’t seem to care.
“You’ve been staring all this time. If you were bored, you’d have left already.”
The speaker was none other than Chester, standing just a few steps away, bathed in moonlight, completely bare.
Isaac’s gaze flickered over his naked form before he averted his eyes.
“Ngh—ah…! Hah…!”
Adam was slumped on the bathroom floor, moaning.
His hips were offered up to Chester, his cheeks flushed with shame.
Chester stroked the raised curve of Adam’s ass before pushing a finger inside.
A wet squelch followed as Adam shook his head, droplets from his hair scattering.
“Come closer. Take off that cumbersome clothing.”
“I have no intention of undressing.”
“Haha, so rigid.”
Ignoring him, Isaac focused on Adam’s lower half.
Chester exhaled in amusement before sliding another finger in, scissoring them apart.
Adam shuddered violently.
“H-Hyuk!”
The stretched rim glistened as clear slick dripped down Chester’s fingers.
The scent of arousal was dizzyingly potent.
Isaac’s eyelids lowered, then lifted slowly.
The pheromones prickling his nose were intoxicating.
Yes, this scent.
The one that tempts and unsettles me.
Adam whimpered, trying to clamp his thighs together, but Chester thrust his fingers deeper, shaking his forearm.
The rough treatment forced Adam’s legs wider.
“Ngh—ah, ah…!”
“Did you loosen him up? I mean, for your first night together, Brother.”
“I did.”
Chester nodded before shaking his wrist vigorously.
There was no doubt his fingers were rapidly tapping against Adam’s insides.
As those fingers worked him open, Adam whimpered and dug his nails into the ground—short, clipped nails scraping frantically against the wet floor.
He looked like he was in agony, as if being tortured.
But Isaac knew Adam wasn’t just suffering.
The proof was in the thickening scent of pheromones.
The omega’s excited body was already pouring out a floral fragrance, begging to be held, pleading for an alpha’s cock instead of just fingers.
“Ah—ahh!”
Adam’s body stiffened.
Isaac’s gaze shifted from the rigid form to his face.
His dilated pupils had gone hazy with fear and pleasure.
‘He made that same face before.’
Every time his walls were stretched by those fingers, Adam had shattered.
The pleasure overwhelmed him, leaving him dazed—clouded eyes, parted lips, the faint tension in his jaw forming a delicate curve…
Isaac felt his own thighs grow heavy.
It wasn’t exactly a pleasant sensation.
“Haa… haa… ah…”
Before he knew it, Adam had slumped to the floor.
Chester pulled his fingers free, the digits glistening with slick.
“What’ll we do if you’re already worn out? We haven’t even started yet.”
“Hah… y-you haven’t… started?”
Adam panted, struggling to speak.
“You’ve done… so much already.”
“Like what?”
“Nngh… In the bath… you…”
“I what?”
Chester tilted his head, smiling sweetly.
Adam flushed from his face down to his nape.
Watching this, Isaac let out a quiet “Hm.”
Unexpectedly, this omega was proving entertaining to observe.
‘Not bad. Docile yet defiant, shameless yet easily embarrassed.’
The corner of Isaac’s lips lifted faintly—too subtle for the other two to notice.
“Alright, up you go. Brother went out of his way to come here, after all.”
Chester reached out, stroking Adam’s shoulder, trailing down his spine before gripping his waist.
“Let’s show him how it’s done, yeah?”
Adam trembled as he pushed himself up onto his knees.
After a few shaky breaths, he lifted his head—and suddenly met Isaac’s gaze.
The alpha’s brow twitched in surprise.
He hadn’t expected Adam to look at him like this.
Those green eyes reminded him of things—dewdrops on leaves, finely cut emeralds, fresh spring fields.
“Adam.”
Chester whispered his name, tilting his chin up to face him.
Then, with a meaningful glance and a smirk, he waited.
Understanding the silent cue, Adam parted his lips.
Soon, the two were kissing.
What started soft quickly deepened, and Isaac frowned.
The way they moved together, heads tilting in sync, made them look like lovers.
“Hah… nn…”
Even as he gasped for air, Adam kissed back eagerly.
Chester, grinning, shot Isaac a look—eyes bright with amusement.
‘What’s that supposed to mean?’
Was he supposed to be jealous?
An unfamiliar heat crawled up Isaac’s body.
He undid another button, exposing his long neck and collarbones.
“Oh, Brother.”
Chester broke the kiss with a low whistle.
Isaac ignored him, stepping closer before kneeling on one knee beside them.
“Don’t mind me. Do what you need to.”
“Haha, got it.”
Chester spread Adam’s cheeks, sliding his cock between them.
Adam’s hips jerked at the unfamiliar sensation.
Swish, slide.
Holding Adam’s waist, Chester rocked against him, the friction making Adam whimper and shake his head.
“Ngh…”
The alpha’s length pressed insistently against his entrance, rubbing over his perineum before lightly slapping his cheeks—whether to ease the tension or heighten it was unclear.
“You can’t just shove it in, Brother. And you can’t go rough right away either.”
“Hhk—!”
The thick cockhead pressed against his rim, stretching him open.
Adam inhaled sharply, fists clenched.
Chester kissed his back, voice dripping with that usual gentleness.
“Someone experienced might handle it, but Adam can’t.”
“What do you mean, can’t?”
“Exactly what I said. Adam’s first time belongs to you, Brother.”
At the unexpected remark, Isaac narrowed his eyes.
His first time?
Impossible.
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