Her Irish Twins by Madison Faye
Chapter Eight
Gavin
“You awake?”
I nod, even though I know Ben probably can’t see me in the dark.
“Yeah. You?”
I can hear my brother grin at my joke.
“Can’t sleep.”
“So I gathered,” I growl. “Same.”
I glance down at the angel in my arms, sleeping so soundly between us, and my heart beats a little faster. My cock thickens and throbs against that tight, curvy ass pressed so hotly against it, and I think about waking her up, but she’s had a very, very long twenty-four hours. Hell, we all have.
And I know that’s the reason I’m not sleeping. Charlotte, I mean, not the danger or the stress of the current situation. Hell, Ben and I have been dealing with conflict and danger our whole lives, and as intense as this is, it’s not even close to the worst shit we’ve gotten ourselves into. No, I’m awake because this time, for the very first time, there’s another element to the danger.
I’ve never had to worry about Ben, just like he’s never had to worry about me. I mean, sure, yeah, the basic empathy for your own flesh and blood, and the brotherly love we share. I don’t mean that I don’t worry about him like I don’t care about him. I just mean I know Ben can handle himself—he can take care of his shit when the shit gets real, same as me.
And that’s how we’ve gone through life—we’ve never had to worry, or watch our footing hoping the other one can keep up. Or worrying that if we dodge, the danger will hit the other one, if that makes sense. But this?
Well, this is different. Charlotte makes it different.
Because for the first time in my life—in our lives, there’s something to care about that we actually have worry about. It’s not like she’s not strong, or wild, or capable of holding herself up during danger. But, it’s different. Ben and I have dealt with enough shit in life to harden us more than most people. The scars we carry are our armor, and as tough as Charlotte is, she doesn’t have that, and this world isn’t something she’s been bathed in.
She’s a tourist to the dark side here, and knowing that Ben and I are what stands between her and the carnage this world can bring down?
Well, yeah, that’s what’s got me up. And I know it’s what’s got him up too.
“Fuck, man,” my brother whispers, so as to not wake Charlotte. “How did we….”
I smile. “How did we get her?”
“Yeah.”
“Fuck if I know,” I growl. “I’m not sure we’ve ever done anything to deserve her, that’s for sure.”
Ben’s silent a minute before he clears his throat.
“She’s the real deal, brother.”
“I know.”
“No, I mean—”
“Ben, I know,” I growl.
He takes another second in the darkness.
“You love her?”
I grind my jaw, brooding for one second, even though I already know the answer.
“You know you can stop pretending you’re ‘pondering it,’ arse,” he chuckles quietly. “Like you having to think about it instead of blurting it out right makes it sound less insane.”
I grin. “Fuck you too.”
“Hey, it’s the same here.”
“You love her?”
Ben doesn’t even pause.
“Fuck yes.”
I close my eyes, inhaling the scent of her, growling as I pull her tighter as she sleeps.
“So?”
“Of course, I do,” I growl. “The second I laid eyes on her.”
Ben sighs heavily. “Yeah, same. This could be a problem, you know?”
I shake my head. “It won’t be.”
“She’s new to all of this, man. This world, I mean.”
“So we protect her.”
“She’s new to this, too,” he growls. “You and me, I mean. Being with both of us, shared by us.”
“So we never let go,” I breathe.
I can hear him grin in the darkness. “Amen to that.”
“We protect her, and we never let her go,” I murmur as I press myself tightly to her. I can feel Ben do the same in front of her, the three of us close as can be in the small bed in the darkness.
“No jealousy, right?”
Ben grunts. “Not ever, brother.”
“No, I just mean, the girls before…” I shrug. “You know it was never anything real, not like this. Yeah, there wasn’t jealousy before, but now, with her?”
“Doesn’t change a thing, Gavin,” Ben growls. “You’re still my brother, my best friend, and my other half. Man, nothing is going to change that.”
“Not even her?”
“Nope. How about you.”
I shake my head. “Nah, brother.”
He chuckles. “Hell, she seems to have as much energy as both of us anyways, so I don’t think it’s going to be a problem.”
I grin. “I almost want to wake her up now.”
Ben laughs quietly. “Same. I’ve been hard as fucking stone for hours.”
“We should let her sleep,” I murmur. “It’s been a long day, and tomorrow we need to dig deeper into all of this, and figure this shit out with her sister.”
“Yeah,” Ben growls. “Alright, no waking her up just so we can make her come.”
“As tempting as that is,” I groan, my cock throbbing hard against her ass.
“Morning’s coming soon, man,” Ben grunts. “Let’s get some sleep.”
I nod, drifting off in spite of how hard I still am.
“Deal. Night, brother.”
“Hey, you wake her up to fool around and you don’t wake me up too, I’m going to kick your ass.”
I chuckle. “Loud and clear. Night.
“Night, man.”
I slowly drift back out, the weight on my shoulders lifted a little, and the perfect angel snug in my arms.
