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Once her bathroom is practically bare, I flick off the light and head toward the bedroom.

I pause in the doorway, both annoyed with Shep and turned on by the sight of my brother on Cove’s bed, his face buried between her thighs as he feasts on her cunt.

My cock thickens, pressing against my jeans as a jolt of arousal flows through me.

She’s naked, sprawled out on the bed, her brown hair fanned around her head like a halo.

We watched her on the feed, she didn’t bother to get dressed after her shower last night, too exhausted from the evening's events.

Giving my erection a squeeze, I step into the room, leaving my brother alone as I grab the bag he abandoned on the ground and start shoving clothes from her dresser into it.

I’m trying to ignore her soft, sweet sounds of pleasure but it’s so fucking hard to concentrate when it’s taking everything in me not to crawl onto that bed, grab her legs, and pin them above her head. I want to pound into that tempting pussy until she’s screaming my name while she cums around my cock and I fill her with my seed.

I know it doesn’t matter to our father which one of us gets her pregnant, but I want it to be me.

To see her belly swollen with my baby, knowing I was the one to put my son or daughter inside her.

“You better not fucking wake her up!” I hiss, hands fisting around a pair of her panties as I shove them inside her bag.

Shep let’s go of Cove’s clit with a pop before turning to face me with a cocksure glint in his eyes. “Don’t worry big brother, this isn’t my first rodeo.”

My eyes flash with anger and surprise. “You didn’t,” I hiss, body vibrating. That little fucking shit. I’m going to kill him.

“Don’t worry. I’ve only tasted her. It’s never gone further than that” he tells me.

A shift on the bed catches my attention. Cove’s hand finds its way between her thighs, and subconsciously starts to play with her aching pussy while she sleeps.

Fucking hell, it’s so damn hot I want to pull my cock out and jerk off at the sight of it before finishing on her pretty pink cunt.

“See what you did?” Shep growls. “I know what I’m doing, and you interrupted me before I made our girl cum. So rude,” he mutters. “Now I have to make it up to her.”

I ignore him, eyes locked on her cunt as her fingers move slowly, lazily, in and out of herself. My heart races, cock throbbing as I lick my lips, wanting to bend down and have a taste for myself.

It takes me a moment to realize what Shep said. Make it up to her?

“What are you doing?” I ask him as he carefully adjusts himself on the bed. He removes Cove’s fingers from between her legs and brings them to his mouth, moaning as he sucks them clean before kissing them and placing her hand at her side. He grins at me over his shoulder as he grabs her knees and parts them, shuffling closer to her.

“Read the newest entry in her diary.” He nods toward the book on her bedside table.

Frowning, I cross the room and grab the book. Opening it, I read the newest entry.

“I’ve had the dream again. And this time, the man has a face. I’m not sure if I hate that he’s no longer faceless, or thrilled that I can give the stars of my fantasies an identity.

I know my mind is messed up, filled with things that I should be ashamed of. Yet, when it comes down to it, I don’t feel wrong or bad about it. I wake from my dreams wet and aching between my thighs, left with an empty feeling that no toy or my fingers can fill. I’m frustrated. I crave for these vivid dreams to be a reality. That's the messed up part. Tonight, it was Sunshine. In my dream, I was sleeping. Then, I felt a heat in my belly, a pleasure so powerful that I knew I couldn't give myself. At first, I thought it was a dream within a dream. A dirty, sexy one. But then the pressure started to build, stirring me from my sleep, a pleasure so soul-confusing I was jolted awake by one of the most intense orgasms of my life. And when I opened my eyes, it was him, Sunshine, his cock buried deep inside me as he fucked me ruthlessly. The pure, unhinged hunger on his face, a desire for me, had me cumming again just at the sight of it.

I jolted awake, heart pounding so hard I thought it would burst from my chest, and a throbbing between my legs that had me on the verge of tears. I had to give myself three orgasms before I could fall back asleep, all to the fucked up fantasy of having one of the three men, three KILLERS—whom I can’t get out of my fucking head—taking me while I was asleep. Him using me for his pleasure, using me as a fucktoy, a doll. The most fucked up part about it is... as I sit here, writing this down, I wish it was real. More than anything, I wish he would crawl into my window at night and take me as he pleases. That both arouses me and terrifies me. These are bad men; they take lives, they could end mine in the blink of an eye... yet, there’s this part of my soul that yearns for them. Maybe I’m just so fucking sad and lonely that the need to find someone to love me is manifesting human touch wherever I can get it.”

A low, primal growl rumbles in my chest as I close Cove’s diary, the one that's filled with all her deepest, darkest desires. The one we’ve been reading for years, learning everything we can about our Bunny.

Our girl likes somnophilia. That is something I sure as fuck can get behind.

And, I guess, so can Shep, because I look up to the bed just in time to watch my brother's damn cock slide inside Cove.

He tosses his head back, eyes rolling in pure ecstasy, and I curse at the fact this fucking asshole gets to have her first.

I’m going to kill him, I fucking swear.

Chapter Ten