Chapter 5
Chapter Five
MARINA
The champagne haze makes everything feel distant and unreal, like I'm watching myself from somewhere outside my own body. But it is very real. I can feel them both all over me, branding themselves to me.
I tremble from Jace’s release, the reality of it tugging me back. What it means is that he came inside of me. The implication is that this isn’t a game. They want to get me pregnant, to bind themselves to me in a way that would mean I could never be free.
Jace shifts out from between my legs so Ian can take his place, his cock still hard and ready for me. They both are so greedy for what I have. No one has ever been like this over me before. They act like they’ll never get their fill.
"Look at you," Ian says, gripping my hips with rough hands as he comes down over me. "Already full of my brother's cum and begging for more."
"No," I whisper, turning my face away. "I didn't... I don't want this." Right? This is wrong. It’s the drugs making me turned on.
"Shh," Jace murmurs beside me, stroking my hair like I'm a skittish kitten, but I know he’s only trying to lure me close to grab a hold of me and never let go. Even with his words. "You don't know what you want. But you'll learn. We have plenty of time to teach you."
Ian sinks inside of me, letting his body weight pin me down to the deck.
I’m still slick and sensitive from Jace.
I can feel his cum slipping out of me around his brother's cock, trailing down to my ass. Ian feels even bigger from this angle, and I cry out. My hands push uselessly against Ian’s chest.
I’m supposed to resist this. It’s so wrong, even if it feels good.
"Stop," I gasp. "Please, stop."
“Baby sister,” Ian says, staring down at me. His gaze is beyond intense. “Don’t make me cover your mouth.” But he does, bracing himself with one arm while the other muffles my cries. He silences my screams of protest as he pumps in and out. “It makes me angry when you say you don’t want it.”
“You’re hurting our feelings," Jace adds.
"You can fight it, but it’s pointless," Ian grunts, setting a punishing rhythm. "I’m already inside you, baby sister. It’s too late.
Every time I cum inside you," he grits out, driving me against the deck with each thrust, "that's a chance to get you pregnant. We’re going to keep filling you up, so stop fighting it. "
He lets his hand fall away to grip my hip, desperate to get deeper in me.
"No," I whimper and try to squirm away, but he keeps me pinned. I almost wish he’d cover my mouth again so he can’t hear my moans. "Don't... I can't..."
"You can," Jace says softly. He reaches down to play with my clit despite my weak attempt to bat his hand away. "And you will. Again and again until you love it. Until you beg for it."
"I won't," I choke out, but my voice cracks. The pleasure he's forcing from my traitorous body undermines every word that passes my lips.
"You will," Ian promises, his thrusts becoming erratic. "You'll wake up wet thinking about us. You'll spread your legs before we even have to ask. That's how good we're going to make this for you."
"Never," I whisper, but I'm arching up to meet him despite my protests. My body is seeking more even as my mind screams for it to end.
"That's because she's meant for this," Jace says, his fingers circling faster, relentlessly. He won’t stop, not even after he gets what he wants. "Meant to be filled by us until she can't remember wanting anything else."
From the corner of my eye, I see Captain Phil still watching from the control tower.
He's not even pretending to navigate anymore. My humiliation burns almost as hot as the pleasure Jace is forcing from me. Somewhere deep inside of me, I wonder why him watching us also makes me feel strangely powerful too. Maybe it’s because I have everyone's attention.
"Look at him watching," Ian pants. "He knows, and so will everyone else on this boat. They’ll all know what you are."
"What am I?" The question escapes before I can stop it, breathless and broken.
"Our little breeding slut," Jace answers immediately, leaning down to bite my earlobe hard enough to make me yelp. "The perfect hole to dump our cum. However many times it takes, however long we're out here, you're taking every drop. And you're going to learn to crave it."
"Don't say that," I plead, my words weak. "Please, just let me go. I won't tell anyone, I swear—"
"Let you go?" Ian laughs, a harsh, breathless sound. "After feeling how perfect you are? Never. You're ours now, Marina. This tight little cunt is our home. The only cunt we'll ever be inside of."
Ian groans, his grip bruising my hips as he buries himself to the hilt. I feel it then, the hot pulse of him releasing inside me. He adds his cum to Jace’s, and my body clenches involuntarily. Jace makes a satisfied sound in the back of his throat.
"There it is," he whispers. "She's milking you, Ian. Her body wants it. Her mouth is still lying."
Jace collapses on the other side of me, his chest heaving. For a moment, the three of us just breathe as the ocean gently rocks the yacht.
Then Ian rolls toward me, his expression softening in a way I haven't seen before. It’s a peek to another side of him as he tenderly brushes a strand of hair from my face.
"Hey," he murmurs, smiling at me like he's never been prouder. "Come here, sweetheart."
I find I can't resist when he pulls me into his arms. I'm limp and overwhelmed, but my body hums with aftershocks of pure pleasure unlike anything I have ever experienced in all my life. They gave that to me.
Jace presses against my back, spooning me from behind, his hand resting possessively on my hip. The silent message that I'm not going anywhere is loud and clear.
"You okay?" Jace whispers against my neck, placing soft kisses there. "We didn't hurt you too badly, did we, baby girl?"
I shake my head, not trusting my voice. I'm not okay, but I'm also not... not okay. The confusion swirls through me.
"Listen to me," Ian says, lifting my chin so I have to meet his eyes. They're intense, but there's something else in there now. Something like devotion. "I know we were rough. I know we said things... but I need you to hear this now."
"There's never been anyone else," Jace adds, "not for either of us. We've been searching for you, Marina. Waiting for you."
"You're it for us," Ian continues, his thumb tracing my lower lip. "Only you. We couldn't resist. We want you too much."
Again, that sense of a strange power fills me.
"And we'll give you everything," Jace promises, his hand sliding up to cup my breast. "Whatever you want. You never have to worry about money, about school, or about those bitchy roommates. We'll take care of you. We'll protect you."
"But we'll also never let you go," Ian vows.
I want to argue that they might be the ones I need protecting from, but my body is so warm, cradled between them like something precious. It makes a different kind of pleasure wash over me.
"If it wasn't us who took you," Ian says with utter certainty, "someone else would have. You're too beautiful and too sweet. The world would have eaten you alive, baby sister. At least with us, you'll be cherished. Worshipped. Loved."
The word hangs in the air. Loved.
They really believe that I'm some kind of treasure everyone is after. I never thought anyone would see me that way. It’s true, though: They could take care of me better than I can.
"We're family," Jace whispers, his lips brushing my shoulder. "We belong together. This was always going to happen."
The connection is undeniable. Something that feels like coming home and my resistance melts away.
"That's it," Ian murmurs, feeling my body soften more, relaxing fully between them. "Just accept it."
"We love you," Jace whispers, and the confession sounds torn from him, raw and real. "We've loved you since before we even met you. And we're never letting go."
Their arms tighten as their sweet words wash over me, and I realize they're right. I was always going to end up here. They are my stepbrothers, after all. My only family. And family takes care of each other.
Even when it looks like this.
Even when it feels like drowning.
I let myself sink into them, into their warmth and promises. I give up the fight and fully succumb to my fate.
THE END