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Remington

„My lordship demands perfection for this night. A man only turns 25 once in their lifetime! I want this night to enter the history books“ Uncle Aiden was the best for allowing me to use their cottage-like house that was famous for all sort of parties. My Dad told me some wild stories that happened here - of course when Mum wasn’t around - and I always dreamed about partying here myself. It was a so-called meet up - no the Meet up. I was turning 25 tomorrow and I planned on celebrating into my birthday and if possible throughout the whole day. Everything was ready so far, everything was almost in place as the workers and waiters my Dad hired were fixing the last preparations. The DJ was on his place, the food was prepared at the buffet and the games room was fully set. Only the girls were missing - my favorite need in a party. Oh and the other guests I guess. They should come in an hour.

„Actually, you never repeat the same age. Or did you turn 24 twice?“ Creighton commented dryly when he passed me with a box of beer.

„Shut it spawn, my lordship does not need correction from such a young peasant. You will understand once you are my age!“

„I’m older than you and my brother is right. You’re talking shit, Remi“

I whined clutching my heart in a dramatic way. „The betrayal. I’m too old for this“

Landon and Brandon entered after Eli ignored me. Behind them were the girls.

„My favorite bitches“ I opened my arms when Annika ran towards me but Creighton caught her before she could reach me. Ava tried next but Eli snatched her instantly and threw her over his shoulder as if she was a sack of beans. She squealed punching his back.

„Eli! Let me down“

„Only if you learn to stop running towards other men. Or Remingtons“ He slapped her ass.

„The blasphemy“ I sighed, shaking my head in disappointment when Glyndon and Cecily stood in front of me, smiling brightly.

I opened my arms as they both cuddled to my side. „You know, it’s nice that you are not dating anyone in our circle. I wouldn’t be able to endure a lonely night“

„Maybe you find yourself a girl and stop trying to snatch the taken ones“

I looked up from the laughing girls on my side when I saw a familiar stranger in front of me. 

„Jailbait?“ My eyes widened seeing her.

Ariella Nash.

Ava’s younger sister and Uncle Coles and Aunt Silvers youngest daughter. I don’t remember the last time I saw her. Wait, that was a lie. I do remember. It had to be a year ago or something longer. She confessed to me, which was adorable as fuck but she was a fucking child. And there was no way in hell I could stomach the idea of dating a minor. I teased her a lot because I loved the flustered reactions she showed but it was the same for me with Cecily. Her bashful and prude reactions always gave me life. I blamed myself for giving the wrong signals as they might’ve made her hopeful and it was not nice to see her heartbroken because of that. I was a huge dick at that as well and laughed in her face when she confessed. A fucking dick move I know but that way she would’ve hated me and it was better for her to hate me than love me because she deserved someone who was more compatible and honest with her. And probably around her age too. 

After that incident she avoided me as much as she could. And she was very, very good at that as well. Because first we still crossed paths at the family meetings of our parents but then she decided to not attend and suddenly I didn’t see her for over a year and now she was standing in front of me like a whole new person. She still had the dark hair and bright eyes but now everything looked so much more intense. She has grown, you could tell. She had to be 19 by now as I remembered that her birthday was before mine. 

„Ariella to you“ she corrected, crossing her arms in front of her chest. She didn’t look mad, not angry anymore but more reserved. Mature.

I smiled at her and nodded to the place between Glyndon and Cecily. „There is still room, Jailbait. There is enough Remington for all of us“ She rolled her eyes and moved over to her sister who by now was seated between Eli’s legs talking about some girly shit with Annika who was sitting on one of Creighton’s legs. 

„Ariella… changed“ I commented as Glyndon and Cecily now freed themselves to grab a drink. „Changed how?“

„I don’t know or maybe it’s because I didn’t see her for so long“ 

„Didn’t you? I mean yeah she dresses differently now and puts on more make up but you know her IG updates are regularly“

„I know“, Cecily agreed „she and her sister are true junkies. It’s hard to ignore them“

They both chuckled and I didn’t tell them that after the confession Ariella had removed and blocked me from all social platforms.

„Well you know“ I grinned, giving my attention back to the two girls beside me. „ I have so many bitches that want to get my lordships attention, it’s hard to keep track“

When the party started it was as lit as it could be. The guys were drinking the girls were dancing, everyone was having a blast. I don’t remember who I was kissing at one point until I needed a quick smoke and decided to get my weed from under the flower pot in the bathroom. Don’t ask me why but my Dad said that that was one of his favorite spots. Did I ever mention that I had the coolest Dad ever? 

When I tried to enter the bathroom Eli’s hand pushed me back and shut the door.

„Occupied“ he growled when I heard a breathless girly chuckle on the other side. Oh for fucks sake.

„Damn it peasant, my lordship demands entrance. Go fuck your woman somewhere else“

„Fuck off, Remington!“, came the voice from the other side.

„Don’t even try.“ I looked down to my side seeing Ariella Nash staring at the door. „I have walked on them twice now because they apparently need a bit longer.“

I grinned. „I honestly believe it’s a kink by now.“

„A kink?“ She looked up at me, her eyes narrowing thoughtfully.

I nodded. „Ever heard of voyeurism“

„Of course I have“

„You did? How?“

„Let‘s say I had my experiences“ My body stiffened like someone poured a buckle of cold water over me. Experiences?

„But why do you think they are into it?“ She nodded towards the door. I needed a moment to regenerate before I could answer with a forced smile.

„Well remember when they started dating? How your Dad found out?“

A soft grin plastered her face. Her eyes glinting mischievously. At this exact moment she remembered me of uncle Cole. 

„Oh yeah. They really do forget to lock the door a lot“ She looked up at me with a smirk, her eyes boring into mine which left a weird feeling in my chest that I couldn’t decipher.

Experiences…

What fucking experiences was she talking about? She was still a child! What asshole - wait, she wasn’t a child anymore but it can’t be that she had so many experiences yet. We didn’t see each other for what? Barely 1 1/2 years and her sister never mentioned a boyfriend or a rebellious phase. 

Ariella turned to leave when she looked back a last time. „By the way don’t try the bathroom upstairs as well. Anni and Creigh are busy there“

I sighed with a dramatic touch. „My lordship just wanted to relax for a moment and now this. What must a poor birthday boy do to regain his weed?“

A little bag was suddenly flapping in front of me when Ariellas grin appeared behind it.

„You mean the good stuff under the pot?“

My eyes widened before I tried to snatch it from her hands but she was took quick. „How?“

„Funnily, my Dad told me to look under flower pots when I was at the meet up and flush down the toilet anything I found there that wasn’t supposed to be there. I didn’t understand what he could be meaning but now“ she wiggled the little bag in her hands. „Now I understand“

„Jailbait - this is not funny“

„I never said it was.“

„How would uncle Cole-“

She shrugged her shoulders cutting me off „something about a book that was burned by uncle Ronan.“

„But what does it have to do with me“

„If my Dad has a problem with your Dad he has a problem with you. My Dad is a petty bitch. I don’t have a problem admitting that.“

I tried to snatch it away again but she shrieked and started running away. I chased her outside  when she ran between the trees.

„Ariella!“

I looked around when I heard a gasp somewhere near. A little whine was heard behind some high bushes. When I found her she was hissing in pain as she was sitting on the grass holding her ankle.

„Fuck“

„Well, well, I knew Karma would never let my lordship down“ I crouched down next to her, stroking her hair back when she slapped my hand. „Help me up you asshole“

„My lordship doesn’t enjoy commands. Especially not rude ones“

„Your lordship can fucking kiss my ass then“

„Very charming but no thanks. I have a bunch of girls waiting for me to fuck them so I really need some weed before the grand showdown. Jailbait!“ I opened my palm for her to give me my stuff but she started at me with her big round eyes.

„I don’t have a problem searching you, Ariella“

„Try me“

I looked down at her and deliberated where she could’ve put the small bag. She had a tight shirt with a cleavage but also very tight pants with possible back pockets. Or in her seams or boots. Without a warning I pushed her down and travelled around her hips first.

She tried to fight me off so I sat on her waist without putting my full weight on her and grabbed both of her wrists before pressing them over her head.

„Still Jailbait! Maybe then you are able to enjoy it“ She looked at me with wide eyes and agape mouth. An almost non visible hue of red appeared over the bridge of her nose. Cute

So she still had some innocent Ariella in her.

I grabbed her ass and touched her back pockets but there was nothing either. I eyed her cleavage and could see in the corner of my eye that Ariella was swallowing thickly. 

„Last chance, jailbait“

She pressed her lips into a thin line. I waited for a second longer but when she didn’t speak I felt up her breast and tried to not relish in the feeling of their perfect size. This should feel very wrong but I couldn’t help myself from enjoying this. She fitted perfectly into my hand and I just couldn’t stop myself from squeezing it harder than necessary. My lordships honorary soldier made itself known. I couldn’t help myself from groaning when my blood went south. Ariella moaned under me after a particular harsh squeeze. „R-Remington. Stop“

„I‘m just searching, jailbait“ 

She wriggled under me when I pushed her shirt down, revealing a black lace bra, her nipples visible through the thin fabric. 

Fuck me

My mouth was watering and I couldn’t help myself from squeezing the little bud between my fingers which made Ariella almost lose it. I travelled to her other breast when she started whining and moaning. Shit, this was insane. She was so feminine and so beautiful under me there was nothing left from the naive, childish little girl. She wasn’t just the younger sister no more but a full grown, fucking beautiful woman beneath me. This should feel so wrong but it felt just right.

„S-stop. Remington. STOP!“ she suddenly screamed and my hands halted in their movement of pulling her shirt up. Her voice trembled and I watched her eyes well up with tears when she spoke. „It‘s in my boots. Take it and leave“

I looked down at her for a few more moments before I freed her hands and tried to cover her breast again. She slapped my hands away turning to the side to avoid looking at my face. A heavy feeling spread across my chest but I chose to ignore it for the moment. I stood up and carefully took off her boot (thankfully it wasn’t her hurt foot) when the little bag of weed fell to the ground. I picked it up and stood straight again, watching her lay on the ground. Her body was trembling and I could tell that she was trying hard not to cry. „Ariell-“

„Go“

I swallowed thickly and turned to leave. When I took few steps, disappearing behind the bushes again I heard behind me how she sat up and hissed again in pain. I moved back and saw her wiping her tears away and trying to stand up. She failed as she crouched down again clutching her ankle. I had to smile at that. When Ariella was younger she was prone to cry easier and ask for help any given moment. Ava protected her always, she was the stronger sister and Ariella liked to be protected. Seeing her trying to be independent was such a change. Ariella tried again, this time taking a step but she broke down almost immediately after, cussing in frustration. 

I sighed and stepped between the bushes, ignoring her dumbfounded face when I lifted her bridal style.

She gasped before she wiggled in my arms when I started walking towards the Meet Up.

„What are you doing, you asshole, let me go“

„My lordship is born to be a hero.“ I said with a charming grin.

„No thanks“

„Be angry at me when you are in safety again. Just use me for this moment“

„Like how you used me?“ she mumbled. I looked down at her but she refused to meet my eyes.

„I don’t need no help. I can do this myself“ she muttered with an almost broken voice. I pulled her tighter to my chest.

„I know you don’t need no help from no one.“ I stopped walking and looked down at her again until she looked back.

„But I’m helping you because I want to. Not because you need it.“