“No! No! No!” he cried.
Abruptly, the voices stopped. He drew air into his lungs, sweat popping from him. In only his swim trunks, he shouldn’t feel so overheated. This area of the house, on the first floor, led to the patio, outside pool, pool house, and barbeque pits.
Dad had built Mom a ridiculously massive mansion that Rule no longer believed she deserved. She was vile and evil, punishing Dad for being a man.
You hate her.
I don’t! I love my mom.
No!
The word screamed through his head in a piercing echo like a demon invaded him.
Unable to stand it any longer, Rule yanked the door to the natatorium fully open.
Close the door tightly.
After obeying and stepping into the room, he halted. He scowled at the additional evidence to use against his mother. The room was just more unnecessary excess, built like a Roman bathhouse with mood lighting, the heated pool, a sauna, and a bar. It was surrounded by chaise lounges andoversized pillows.
Months ago, he’d come for a late night swim and found his parents. Both of them naked, Mom on her knees pleasuring Dad, his fingers buried in her hair as he hammered her mouth.
Rule hadn’t seen a problem with that. As his wife, it was Mom’sjobto service Dad in however he wanted her. Then, he’d finished and Mom had laid on one of the chaise lounges and spread her legs, revealingeverythingto both Rule and Dad, like a fucking slut. She’d touched herself and tweaked her nipples,temptinghis poor father.
Instead of taking his own pleasure inside her, he’dlickedher pussy and made her come.
Filthy whore.
Rule blinked, unsure if he’d thought that or the friends in his head. His erection hurting, he started to back away, but Rebel stood from her chaise lounge just then and turned.
Screeching, she covered her bare breasts asSex Metal Barbiestarted playing over the speakers. She bent and grabbed her T-shirt, turning away from him and revealing her ass cheeks because of her thong. Once she’d put on the T-shirt, she faced him.
Killllll herrrrrr.
He rushed to the deep end of the pool and jumped in, both to cool his nuts and deter his urges. But the water was comfortably heated, so it barely helped. He did two laps.
“Want a smoke?” Rebel asked when he dragged himself onto the heated floor and stood next to her. She held out her pack of cigarettes and a lighter. “If I would’ve known you were taking two laps, I would’ve put my bikini top back on and joined you.”
Get her in the pool and drown her.
“I’ll take two more laps,” he said calmly. “We haven’t swum togetherin a while.”
After seeing his parents, he tried hard to stay away from the natatorium. As long as he didn’t see the scene of his mother’s crime, he didn’t think about it.
Rebel smiled at him and hopped to her feet. “Really?” she said happily as if she hadn’t lured two men to their deaths and turned Kaia into an idiot. As if she didn’t want to fuck Diesel.
She stood in front of Rule, unconcerned that her legs were out. The scrap of material covering her pussy was too insignificant to suggest she wore anything underneath that stupid shirt.
Shameless whore.
Kill for Your Loveby Labrinth piped through the speakers. She grabbed his hands and pulled him to her, starting to dance. He refused to move.
She stopped and folded her arms. “What have I done now, Rule?” she asked tiredly.
He studied her mouth. Beautiful pink lips. Flawless creamy skin. A straight nose and high cheekbones. The most beautiful blue eyes he’d ever seen, other than his mother’s.
She’s that slut all over again.
He and Rebel would soon turn fifteen. Although he looked older, it was fine. He was a man. His twin was just a seducer.
