15. Mayson
Mayson
I t was wishful thinking that I would have a peaceful night after what I just pulled. Instead, I just ignited a fire that isn’t going to fizzle out.
Before I’m able to safely shut myself in my own room, Colin is there shoving his way in. I try to slam the door closed on him, but he’s insanely strong, and also angry. Which I know I caused. I’m not as scared of his response as I should be.
He towers over me as he pushes me further into my room, kicking the door closed behind him. I walk backwards trying to get away, or maybe to tempt him even further. I’m not sure which, but with the look in his eyes I feel like I shouldn’t push him.
And that only makes me want to do it even more.
“I’m shocked you got out of those restraints so fast.” I work to keep my voice steady as lust practically consumes me.
“Told you I would.”
“I know, I just mean because you seemed like you were struggling a bit and don’t think you’ve been hitting the gym as much, so?—”
He grabs my throat, pulling me into him so hard our chests collide. I try to gasp, but it’s hard with the way he’s gripping me.
“I was going to let you get away with a lot while living here. I was going to fuck with you in other ways, but you crossed that line babe. Now, I’m just going to fuck you.”
“Wha—” I’m cut off when the back of my knees hit the bed.
Colin pushes me down. Before I’m even able to register what’s going on, he has my pants pulled off my body, and his face buried between my legs.
His mouth is latched onto me, working me with his tongue so viciously I screech in surprise, and try to pull away, but he bands his arm around my thighs, and presses his hand onto my stomach, keeping me pinned in place.
He's not taking it easy or teasing me. He’s fucking me with his tongue and eating me out like I’m the air he needs to breathe.
I’m gasping and struggling because it’s all too much, too fast. I’ve been turned on for so long that having him touch me like this has the orgasm barreling toward me and I feel like I may actually die.
Death by orgasm from my stepbrother’s tongue.
Someone make sure to put that on my gravestone.
“Colin, wait,” I gasp at the freight train of pleasure headed toward me because I just need him to slow down, it’s all too fast and I just feel like I need a second to breathe, or think, or something.
“Nope, soak my face,” he says it so easily. I’m thrashing around, and fighting that very thing, but when he presses a finger into me while continuing to do actual magic with his tongue, I’m completely gone.
I’m gasping and clawing at the bed trying to hold onto something so I don’t completely lose myself as the orgasm pulls me under. I swear I blackout from the pleasure and can feel how smug Colin is about it, which makes me want to smack his stupid face.
Before I’m even fully aware again his lips are on mine in that brutal way he kisses me. His tongue pushing into my mouth, this time the taste of myself on his tongue has the ache between my legs roaring back like I didn’t just come within an inch of my life.
I sink my hands into his hair, pulling roughly at the root while I begin to come back to my body once again.
I suck on his tongue before biting his bottom lip, meeting the vicious way he kisses with my own.
This is a war, but it’s one we’re fighting with our bodies and it’s violent and pleasurable, which has me even more confused.
“You had your chance to stop this, but that time has passed. Now, you’re going to feel what it’s like to be fucked. Just know that this will be the first and only cock that fills your needy little cunt.”
“It’ll be the only time so you better make it worth it.”
That earns me a laugh. “You won’t be able to keep me away once I’ve felt your perfect pussy squeezing around me.”
“We’ll see about that.” I manage to sound a lot more confident than I am.
Am I really about to lose my virginity to Colin?
Somehow, I know the answer to that and I’m not completely disgusted by the idea.
Not even when he’s pushing off his pants once again, his cock that I had in my mouth not long ago is back in my vision. I’m frozen in place, even as Colin pushes my shirt up my body. And I let him.
He pulls the single piece of clothing off me. Then he’s laying on me, holding himself up on his elbows next to my head, tangling his fingers in my hair. His hips drop onto mine, his erection is hard between my open thighs .
“I’ll go slow at first, only until your pussy is used to me. Then I’m not taking it easy anymore.” He thrusts forward, rubbing himself against me. The friction of his cock on my clit has me gasping, and squeezing him between my legs.
He drops his forehead onto mine, moving to rub against me a few more times and I gasp against his mouth that isn’t quite on mine, but is close enough it should be. And I can’t believe I’m thinking that about Colin. That I want his mouth on mine. That I want him inside me.
I must be possessed by some crazy horny demon if these are the actual thoughts running through my mind. But every time he thrusts against me and I feel that delicious friction between my thighs I get more and more lost.
“You might be my first, but you sure as fuck won’t be my last.”
Colin smirks, pulling his hips back before pushing forward into me. The stretch burns and I cry out as he sinks more of himself into me, inch by inch.
“I know it hurts, I’ll make it feel good in a minute.” He pulls back and then pushes in again even more.
I gasp out at the pain once again, but the burn is already subsiding and is being replaced with pleasure.
“That’s good, Mace, you’re doing so fucking good and you feel even better than I thought you would.” He sinks even deeper. “So. Fucking. Tight.”
I don’t know how he’s able to push even further in, but when he pulls out and thrusts forward again I swear he’s deeper. My attempts to hold back my cries fail. I can tell how that feeds his ego and it makes me want to kick him.
“That’s right, you take me so well,” he groans with a strong punch of his hips into mine. Any retort I had dies on my tongue as the moan takes over.
With each thrust, any other thought I could possibly have leaves my brain because I’m completely consumed in the feelings running through me and Colin.
I shouldn’t want more from him, I shouldn’t want any part of him, but right now he’s all I can think about.
Especially as he pulls every ounce of pleasure my body is capable of from me.
I dig my nails into his shoulders, trying to inflict some pain to him while he’s currently about to cause the greatest orgasm I’ve ever experienced. Even before it’s over I hate that it can never happen again.
“I still hate you,” I gasp against his ear, as he fucks me harder, rubbing every part of me in a way that has me practically blinded by pleasure.
“You can continue to hate me when I take you from behind next time.”
My mouth opens to reply, but all that comes out is a loud moan as my orgasm consumes me completely.
My eyes slam shut; I didn’t think it was possible to feel so much all at once.
All of my senses are completely consumed by Colin.
His body on mine, his movement inside me and the fire we’ve created between us that shouldn’t be burning as bright as it is.
He groans, and I feel a foreign sensation as he comes and the small bliss I had from release is replaced with irritation.
“Were you wearing a condom?” I grit out.
Colin smirks. “Why the fuck would I do that? You’re going to get used to being pumped full of my cum because that’s how you’re going to be every day for the rest of your life.”
“You’re vile,” I spit, but it turns into a gasp as he pushes into me even more.
“Yeah, babe, I am. But that doesn’t change anything. You’re going to continue to be reminded how mine you are, especially when you’re so full of my baby in your stomach.”
“You’re sick. Get off me.”
He chuckles, pushing himself up and off of me. The second he pulls out I feel an odd emptiness right before a the foreign slick feeling is present between my thighs and I realize it’s his cum leaking out of me.
I squeeze my thighs together, trying to stop it, right as Colin looks down with a smile. “That’s right, keep it all in there for me.”
“Ugh,” I groan, quickly standing up despite my weak legs and doing my best to ignore the feeling of liquid running down my thighs.
I grab my blanket to wrap around myself while glaring at the all too satisfied man. I start to try and walk away, but realize I probably look ridiculous. Colin’s low chuckle practically confirms it. “It’s cute watching you try to walk. Like a newborn baby deer.”
He stalks toward me, still naked and I see the streak of blood on his cock making my breath hitch. He grabs my throat, pulling me against him again, and uses his thumb to tilt my chin up to look at him. “You marked me too. You’re not getting away from me, babe. This is just getting started.”
He lets go roughly, and walks toward the door.
“Two can play your sick little game,” I call out, but all he does is laugh right before my door slams shut.
I slouch onto my bed, and think about the fact that I did try to play his sick game, and this is how it ended. I was meant to tease and edge him, and yet now here I am, no longer a virgin with my stepbrothers cum inside me.
Clearly, I’m the one that’s been played, and it won’t happen again.