Chapter 7 - Rowen
She was still breathing hard, wiggling her ass against my cock.
I could tell she was trying to bite back her moans, but she was failing to remain quiet.
I made her feel too good. Her body would always recognize mine, respond to me.
“Feel that shiver running through your body?” I asked her as I hiked up the bottom of the shirt she wore—my shirt.
“You love this. You wanted this.” She gasped as I slapped her ass again, my handprint popping up immediately.
“The whole damn apartment, and you chose the balcony? You knew I’d catch you out here, little kitty.
Did you want me to fuck you out here?” Another slap, then another.
She whimpered. “Out here, where someone might see you? Get a good look at my slutty little stepsister?”
“No,” she murmured half-heartedly.
I shoved her knees apart with my leg and pulled her panties down to her thighs, noticing the way she already trembled in anticipation.
“You’re already so fucking wet. Look at this.” I slid my fingers between her thighs. “This is what I have to deal with. A bratty little stepsister who runs from me and lies while she drips like a bitch in heat. I’ve barely touched you, kitten. What were you thinking about?”
“Nothing…”
I shoved two fingers inside her without warning. She choked on a moan, her body fighting mine for a split second before her ass pressed back, giving me more access.
But I withdrew my fingers and slapped her ass instead.
“Tell me the truth, Av,” I said after she screamed.
My fingers returned to her cunt, and I curled them, hitting the spot that made her knees buckle. She moaned, just like I knew she would. I felt her pussy clench around me, holding me.
“Last chance.” I started to pull my fingers from her again.
“You!” she rushed out. “I was thinking about your little trophy box with all my things in it.”
Oh… Oh, Avery.
“Did that turn you on?” I slid a third finger inside her, stretching her wider.
“Knowing that even though you hated me, I was obsessed? Stealing your panties and watching you sleep? Even lying in your bed?” She was already panting, so I moved my hand faster.
“I’ve been circling you, baby. From the very beginning.
I’m the fucking lion, and you’re the innocent lamb. ”
She turned to look at me, eyes wide, lips parted, cheeks pink. “Rowen,” she gasped.
“Tell me you love this. Tell me you need it. Need me.”
Her body shook. “I need you.”
“That’s right.” I pulled my fingers out slowly and wiped her arousal on her ass. I kept one hand on her back, holding her steady, reminding her of her place as I undid my belt. She froze when the leather slid free with a pop. “Head up,” I commanded.
When her head shot up, I wrapped the belt around her neck, looping the end through the buckle to form a leash. She struggled for breath when I tightened it, but her hands remained on the couch, trusting me, knowing I’d push her but never give her more than she could handle.
I lined my cock up with her entrance and thrusted forward, filling her in one, swift move. She screamed, and my eyes rolled back at the sound.
Avery’s cunt was mine to wreck, mine to own.
“You like that?” I snarled, keeping the belt tight against her throat, listening to her gasp for air as her ass wiggled, her entire body begging me to move, to relieve some of the pressure.
“Of course you do. You love being used by your stepbrother. You love feeling his huge cock stretch your tight little pussy.”
I eased up on the belt so she could breathe but kept it in my hand, a constant threat.
“Please fuck me,” she begged.
“I won’t stop until you’re ruined for everyone else, until you have every fucking vein of my cock memorized.”
“I want it,” she said desperately, trying her best to move against me, but she was helplessly pinned over the couch.
“That’s my girl.”
I fucked her hard, unforgiving. Her hips would be bruised from being rammed into the couch. Her pussy would be sore.
But she loved it.
I pulled the belt again, yanking her head back, and slapped her ass. She screamed, and I did it again.
“Scream louder, baby. Make sure the whole damn city knows you’re a slut for your me.” I released the belt, grabbing her hips instead. “Say it, Av. Yell for me. Say you love your stepbrother’s cock.”
“I love my stepbrother’s cock,” she cried out.
I rewarded her with a brutal thrust, using her hips as leverage to fuck her even rougher than before, pounding into her so hard, the couch scraped across the floor.
Her moans echoed off the windows, her pussy spasming around me. She didn’t have to tell me she was close. I felt it.
“Are you gonna come for me like a good girl?”
She nodded desperately, moaning with each thrust of my hips, pushing her ass out, chasing her orgasm. Her body stiffened as the climax overtook her.
“Just like that,” I praised her, chasing my own pleasure. “Such a good girl, coming on my cock. Fuck. You’re squeezing me. It feels so fucking good when you do that.”
And then, white-hot pleasure exploded in my head, my thighs tightening as I spilled into her. Our pleasure mixed, a hot mess of cum, making her slick.
She was silent, still, when I pulled out. I watched my come spill out of her, dripping down her thighs. Something inside me shifted at the sight, knowing this wouldn’t be the last time I filled her up like this.
I needed more.
“You’re mine forever, Av,” I muttered as I helped her stand, holding her back to my chest, our bodies sticking together.
“Forever,” she muttered.
I gathered her into my arms and carried her back inside to fuck her on the bed, to remind her I was the one carved into her skin, and she’d never escape that.