4. TRICKED BY TWIN

~ASH

I woke up with a groan, my head pounding violently. I groaned, cursing the excess way I drank yesterday.

My cell phone beeped and I rolled over, using my hands to search for the device. I bumped into a warm, naked body and I tensed.

The blonde followed me home?

I sighed as I pried my eyes open and stared down at her. Desire gripped me and I smacked her, not giving her a chance to wake up on her own. She groaned, a small little sound which reverberated all the way to my member, making it hard and ready.

"Come to daddy," I whispered and she sat up immediately and straddled me, her tits bouncing. I grabbed them and buried my face in it, her moans urging me on.

My phone beeped again and for some reason I couldn't decipher, I had this weird urge to check it. So I did. The notification had my desire dissipating immediately, anger making my jaw tick.

Damn Ethan.

I dropped the phone and stared at the blonde sitting on me, waiting for me to give her the time of her live. Well I was going to, not just the way she expected.

I flipped her on her back, and channelled my rage into the ramming into her.

She left in tears. Fucking weakling.

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I watched as Ethan paced the aisle, his smile big and bright. The sight of his smile had me forming my palms into fists.

That mother fucker. If Ethan thought he was going to get away with his past actions, he thought wrong. I would make sure his life got ruined just like he ruined mine.

He did not deserve to be happy. Everyone looked happy and contented, and I was so fucking annoyed that I just wanted to walk up to him and beat him up.

But no, that would not get me the satisfaction I craved. I'd rather ruin him in a bigger, more painful way.

The organ stopped playing and the bride walked in, hushing the guests' chatter. I wasn't paying too much attention to her, as I was still fixed on Ethan, watching him as he watched his bride.

Something in the way he looked at her triggered something in me though, so I turned to stare at the bride.

She was clad in a white dress that hugged her chest and scattered around her like a great queen. Her red hair was done in an updo and her stormy grey eyes made her look more feisty.

By the skies, she looked so much like her. My jaw dropped open and I lost all sense of reasoning as I watched her walk in.

She— damn. She looked so much like her that it hurt my chest as I stared at her. But there was something else too. I had seen this woman before.

I racked my brain as I tried to remember but I could not. So I focused on watching her again, exchanging vows with my brother, the devil.

I had been wondering why Ethan was so eager to get this marriage done, but the reason was well known now. He was doing it with the hopes of binding himself to her, to get a sense of closure.

"If there's anyone who does not wish this couple to get married, speak now or forever hold your peace," the priest intoned and as Ethan stared around with hopeful eyes, I did something impulsive.

I stood up and looked straight at Ethan.

Everyone turned to stare at me at once and the look of fear in Ethan's eyes made me smile.

Of course he should be scared of me. I could ruin his life any fucking moment. Not that I still would not though.

"Mr Riverstone?" Worry laced the priest's voice and I smiled at Ethan before turning to face the rest of the congregation.

"I was just making sure to remind anyone who had a grudge against my brother and has the intention of ruining this wedding that they should not dare stand up. Or they'll have to face me," I teased and the audience laughed nervously, still staring at me with doubt.

I waved and sat down, watching Ethan as he fumbled with his glove. I threw a glance at his bride however, and was thrown by the look of hostility in her face.

My memory clicked, and I remembered where I first met her. She was the little miss Fireball whose car was hit.

I smiled, the final piece of my plan falling in place. Things had just gotten more interesting.

Eventually, the party came to an end and everyone drove off, including the newlyweds. Ethan was surprised to meet me in his room when they eventually got home from the wedding venue.

"Hello, brother," I grinned and he stared at me, hope and fear evident in his eyes.

I stood up and grabbed the bottle of wine I had opened before he came in.

"Come on. Come in. I was just hoping we would be able to celebrate a little before you know, you leave to wage the marital battle," I chuckled and my act must have been so good because he relaxed and stepped in, closing the door behind him.

"That's nice of you, Ash. I'm very glad that you are willing to forget the past and move on with me," he smiled as he unbuttoned his jacket and I was disgusted.

Ethan had the physique to look like a badass gangster, but the mother fucker was a big softie.

"Yeah. Yeah sure. Congratulations on your wedding, buddy," I poured him a glass and we cheered. He downed it without second guessing my sudden nice act and for the first time. I was not disgusted by my brother's affinity to trust everyone.

"So tell me, how did you meet her? You guys look so good together," I smiled as I poured him another. He took the glass, downed it and sat down, already passing me the glass for another round.

Bingo.

Half an hour later Ethan was dead drunk. I smiled as I stood up and walked out, locking him inside.

My blood buzzed with anticipation as I walked towards the staircase, making sure to not make any noise. As I stood in front of the door that was to be my brother's marital bedroom, I took a deep breath.

And entered the room. The bride had her back to me and I switched the light off, walking towards her. She turned to face me, her white dress shimmering in the dark.

"Ethan?" She whispered as I stopped before her and grabbed her waist, pulling her towards me.

The room was not totally dark due to the moonlight shimmering in but it was not enough to reveal my identity. Not that I believed she would figure out.

"Yes, baby. It's me," I crooned, skimming my lips on her neck. She arched against me, her breath hitching.

She exhaled shakily. "We're getting into this already?" She asked nervously.

I ignored her question. "I like being dominant when having sex. You don't mind, do you?" I whispered into her ear as I trailed my hands upwards, brushing my hands against her breasts.

She shivered and I could almost smell her lust off of her. No one could resist my charm.

"Ma— maybe we should take it slow..." She suggested.

Then I placed my lips on her ear and started trailing it down her neck. "We should..."

Yet I was doing the total opposite.

I trailed my kisses down her shoulder and a moan escaped her lips. I smiled, she wanted this so bad that she could no longer control herself.

"I know you want me," I whispered seductively in her ears. "So why resist me?"

With that, I found the zip to her dress and let it loose. Her dress came falling down. She gasped in disbelief.

"I have my way with dresses, you should know," I whispered.

Ruby started breathing shakily. She was overtaken by lust and I was enjoying this game. I decided to switch things up by making us even.

So I pulled off my shirt and shorts so that I was completely naked. Ruby gasped again as the moonlight came to rest on my body. I probably resembled a god in her eyes.

"Allow me to pleasure you, Ruby..." I whispered before pulling her close to me and claiming her lips.

It was soft at first but soon became demanding. Both of us were now fighting for control and I pushed her onto the bed.

I came atop her instantly and began to massacre her body with kisses. Ruby moaned as my hands moved over her body and she began to heat up.

Eventually, I inserted myself into her and she moaned and hissed so loudly it sounded beautiful in my ears.

"Yes baby, moan for me," I whispered.

"Ethan...oh Ethan..." She cried as I began to move within her.

She grabbed my body and held on to me as I rammed into her.

"Faster Ethan...harder..." She moaned.

It did annoy me that the credit for my sweet love making skills were going to my brother but I admitted that this was the best way to destroy him.

I had to admit though that she was sweet. Ethan had landed himself a beautiful and sweet wife and I was the one who got to have a taste of her first.

I soon began to roar as Ruby's moans turned into cries. Eventually, we climaxed and it was the most beautiful feeling that I had ever gotten my entire life.

Fucking my brother's bride without both of their consent was going be fun.