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I know the moment she realizes what my words meant because her body trembles against mine and a soft cry leaves her throat, yet her pity brings me no pleasure. I simply don’t want it. I never have. All I have ever wanted is her close to me, in whatever capacity.
As long as I have her, I have everything.
Did I do things wrong to get punished? Not always, but sometimes, most of the time, it meant having to go into the infirmary and being bed bound in the room she would sneak into.
Then she straightens, and I pull back, but only enough to see her sparkling green eyes that haunt me in the best way possible.
She rolls her lips, and the gloss on them has me wanting to coat my own lips with it. Just a taste. A little taste.
“?”
My gaze snaps to hers.
“I want you to...” She swallows hard, then she opens her mouth again. “I want you to fuck my ass.”
I rock back on my heels, stunned, and every cell inside me becomes rigid. Out of all the things she could say, I never imagined it would be that.
My cock leaks against the waistband of my boxers, having been rock hard since the moment I touched her in the office, yet I still can’t come to terms with what came out of her mouth.
She clears her throat and stands straighter. “Did you hear me?”
I remain frozen and stare down at her, searching her face for the truth.
Then she steps forward and grinds her hips against mine, and I pull back enough to still be caging her in but not touching her.
“I said—”
“I heard what you fucking said, Sienna,” I growl, and my hands ball into fists above her head.
“I want you to.” She licks her lips again, and I don’t think she’s aware how fucking seductive that move is, and fuck me if my cock doesn’t appreciate the action. My balls become unbearably tight as pre-cum pulsates out of the tip, wetting my abs.
I shake my head, my mind and body at war with one another as my blood pumps rapidly and my fingers twitch to meet her demands.
“I want to feel what it’s like to have you inside me,” she whispers.
“Not like that, Sienna.” As much as it pains me to reject her, I won’t hurt her. I refuse to.
“Maybe. Maybe you could do it a little.” She chews into her bottom lip, and it takes everything in me not to snag it between my teeth.
“A little?” I repeat her words like an idiot.
The heat from her cheeks radiates from her, and I long to bask in her warmth, to nuzzle into her neck and place feathery kisses over her bare skin. She nods coyly. “Just so I can feel you against me and you can put some of your cum inside me.”
I swear my heart skips a fucking beat. Jesus fucking Christ, is she trying to kill me?
My jaw falls lax at the thought of my cock touching her soft body, breaching her hole, and my cum coating her smooth, unblemished skin, marking her as mine. I’ve never felt so feral, and a need so strong to have her, any part of her, makes me feel like my veins will combust with the way my blood boils with eagerness.
“Pl-please, . I want to feel you.” Her green eyes plead with me, and her lips part as she waits for my response.
“Can’t fuck you, Sienna,” I hiss out as I clamp my teeth together. She knows she needs to remain a virgin for whatever sham of a marriage her family has planned for her, and as much as it pains me, I came to terms with the fact a long time ago. I’ve always known she would be someone else’s.
“I know that,” she snaps. Then she exhales and leans toward my ear. “I want you to take my ass. Even if it’s a little.”
Fuck, does she even know what she’s asking?
Her hand moves to rest over my solid cock. “I want to give you this. I want this.” She squeezes me. “It’s my choice to want you.”
A roar escapes me and, in a flash, I spin her around to face the lockers. She gasps as my rough hands dig into her hips, then I step forward and grind my solid cock into her ass.
This is wrong, so fucking wrong, but I’m beyond caring.
We can’t be related.
We can’t.
How can I have endured such hell for me not to be allowed a taste of heaven?
“Are you sure you want this?” I breathe against her ear, and she shudders. Fucking shudders.
“Yes, please.”
“Lift your dress.” I stroke my cock through my gym shorts and stare down at her shimmying the tight little number above her ass.
Her bare ass cheeks come into view, and my movements still. “You didn’t wear panties?” I choke out.
She looks over her shoulder. Those green eyes of hers clash with mine, and they’re full of sparkle and mischief. “I don’t have any sexy ones.”
Sexy ones? Does she not understand any panties on her are sexy?
“I should spank your ass so hard you can’t sit down,” I bite out.
“Or you could fuck it?” She chews on her bottom lip, stifling the smile that threatens to spread.
I groan at her words and nuzzle into her hair to inhale her clean scent. Then I flick my tongue over her ear, and a whimper leaves her. “Put your hands above your head.”
She trembles and does as I asked, and I take her delicate wrists in mine and hold them against the wall.
“Oh god,” she mumbles.
“You backing out?” I check, although I want nothing more than to ram my cock deep inside her. “You don’t want my thick cock in your tight ass anymore, Sienna?” I ask while burying my face into her hair, committing her comforting scent to memory.
“I want it.” She juts her ass out for emphasis.
My throat becomes dry, but I’m able to praise her and give her exactly what she wants. “Good girl.” Then, with my free hand, I lower my shorts, letting my cock spring free. The angry head is leaking pre-cum, and I’ve never been so turned on in my entire life. I pull her hips into position so she’s slightly bent over. It allows me to see her hole, and my mouth waters.
I’m going to fuck her. I’m finally going to fuck her.
Then I drop my head and spit on the tip of my cock. Along with the pre-cum, I have enough lube to slide the head inside her.
“Gonna hurt.” I fist my cock between her cheeks, delighting in the way her ass shakes from side to side with the force.
“I want it.” Her heavy pants and reddened cheeks are an indicator of her arousal, and I swear I can smell her pussy, but I don’t dare touch it. If I do, I won’t be able to control myself, and there’s no coming back from that, and something tells me Sienna knows it too.
That’s why she offered me her ass.
Her brother.
So instead, I concentrate on giving her what she asked for.
My fist works quickly as I line my cock up with her puckered hole. “Just gonna put the head in, baby.” I swallow back the excitable lump in my throat. “Just the head, okay?”
“I want you to come inside me,” she pants, and my pace picks up. The slapping of skin as I fist myself, and our heavy breathing fills the otherwise empty locker room.
“I can do it like this,” I bite out as I fight the need to push deep inside her, branding her as mine.
The head of my cock breaches her muscles as I jerk myself faster and faster. She winces when I push in and steps up on her tiptoes, then her muscles coil tight. “Oh god,” she mumbles.
I stare down at the tip of my cock stretching her. “You want it?”
“Yes.”
I push another inch inside her, hissing through my teeth while her puckered hole acts as a vise around my cock head.
Her body becomes tight. “It hurt?” I slow my progress.
“It burns. But don’t stop,” she pants. “More. Just please, . I want to feel you.”
“Fuck,” I grunt, conflicted with adoring this foreign feeling of pleasure, but hating the fact I could hurt her.
“I want all of you,” she says, as if hearing my thoughts. “I want to feel you come deep inside me. I need to feel it’s you doing it to me.”
The thought of anyone else touching her like this makes me murderous.
Jesus.
I lean forward and lick a trail up her neck and can’t help the groan that escapes me when I taste her sweet scent on my tender tongue. “I fucking own you, Sienna. You’re mine.”
“Yes. I’m yours,” she cries out with strangled glee as I slide in deeper.
I stare down at my cock widening her hole, and my balls draw up as I push farther inside. Her ass stretches around my thickness, and I’ve never witnessed something so incredibly hot in my entire life.
“I own this ass. You hear me, Sienna? Me!” I push all the way inside, and a scream rips from deep within her, forcing me to clamp my hand over her mouth. Knowing someone might hear her only adds to my need to possess her.
“These sounds of pleasure are mine. You hear me?”
She attempts to nod, and my balls draw up at her submission. Fuck me, she’s amazing. Every goddamn inch of her.
My hips smack against her ass cheeks as I settle my cock deep inside her.
Then I rear back and slam back in again and again.
With each whimper she makes, my pace picks up, and I try to ignore the thrill zipping through me, making me feel more in control and alive than ever.
The possession rushing through my veins is an aphrodisiac to my tortured soul, and I vow to keep her. At this moment, she’s mine and nobody else’s. I own her.
She mumbles against my hand and pushes back against me. I don’t know whether it’s pleasure or pain causing her to react, but I want them both.
I pull out to the tip of my cock, then thrust to the hilt, causing my eyes to roll at the sensation of her warm grip. “Fuck yes,” I grunt.
She pants against my hand, and I take pleasure in it.
“No one can hear you. Nobody can hear your brother fucking your ass.” My words pour from me, and her body coils tightly beneath mine. “I bet your little pussy is dripping, begging to be fucked like I’m taking your ass.”
I thrust harder and harder, owning her ass, fucking it hard and fast while she lets me use her for my pleasure.
“Fucking mine,” I roar as my cock swells, and my movements stutter as stars flash before my eyes with each thick spurt of my cum. I continue to bury my cock deep inside her stretched hole, willing this moment to never end.
I stare down at where we’re joined and bask in the glory of it.
As my cum trickles out of her swollen asshole, I wish it was her pussy I’d flooded with my seed, ensuring she was truly mine forever.