Chapter 7 Lily
LILY
I wake to kisses on my neck. They travel down my spine, causing me to shiver with delight as Colt’s thick cock slides between my thighs. I open for him, feeling his cum from last night drip out of me and onto the sheets as he slides inside.
A hint of pain causes me to bite my lip and reach back, grabbing him by the hair and pulling him even closer. We made love three times last night before passing out, and I’m still sore this morning.
“I could get used to waking up like this,” I tell him, grinding back against him as he thrusts his hips. The sensation of his washboard abs on my back is just so titillating.
“That makes two of us,” he mutters against my shoulder, gripping my breast with his rough palm. “I’ll make this my morning workout.”
“Sounds good to me,” I giggle. He pumps harder, using his other hand to pull my ass cheek like he’s trying to get even deeper insider.
Next thing I know, I’m flat on my stomach and the bed is knocking against the wall as he thrusts faster and faster.
His thighs slap against my legs and butt, and his swollen crown scrapes my cervix, which somehow lights me on fire.
“I don’t have enough cum for you, baby,” he growls. “You can never be full enough.”
I moan and grab the bedposts, holding on for dear life. “I love how you talk to me.”
This is pure bliss, and I don’t just mean being fucked so hard, but by fully letting go and submitting to the fact that we’re in love and we’ve both admitted it. We don’t have to live in denial when we’re around each other anymore.
His teeth scrape against my skin, a display of his hunger in his every movement. Being this wanted, this desired is the peak of womanhood. He doesn’t avert his eyes or turn away from me anymore. Now he can’t keep his hands off me.
He swells up inside me again, adding to the sweet sting I feel from him stretching me. The perfect little hint of pain with the overload of pleasure that’s blurring my vision. His lips close around my earlobe, and I go off, bucking my hips wildly back against him as I lose all control.
“Colt…” I mewl, twisting back to accept his kiss as he shoots inside me. The warm jet of his cum enhances my orgasm like gas thrown on a fire. I writhe against him, soaking in the scent of his sweat, taking his seed like a good girl.
“That’s it, baby,” he groans, holding me so tight. “Take it all.”
My blood is on fire as he grunts like a beast, holding me like his prize while splitting me open with his brutal erection. I gasp for breath and wonder Will I be pregnant?
“We’re so naughty,” I whimper. “Step-siblings fucking without protection. I’m a bad girl, aren’t I?”
“Damn right, you are,” Colt snarls, snapping gently at my neck with his teeth, his beard rough against my skin.
His hot, sticky cum pools inside me, warming my belly. I heard the girls at school call it ‘baby batter,’ and I sure hope they’re right. I want my stomach to grow, the curve of my flesh representing our future together.
“I want you to get me pregnant, but next time, can I swallow?” I stroke his muscled chest with admiration, fixing my eyes on his. He’s so big compared to me. So strong.
“You want to taste my cum?”
I nod. “Yes. It’s so warm and sticky. I want to feel it going down my throat.”
His eyes flash, and he slaps me hard on the ass, causing me to jump. “I’ll have more for you soon, baby. I can feel my balls filling up again already.”
The thought warms my heart, and my body tingles all over. He’s still hard inside me, and I grind against him, relishing the aftershocks of pleasure that shoot through me. My inner walls tighten on his thickness, like my body wants to keep him where he is. Incredible. Wonderful.
“Here, I want you to have this.” Colt reaches into a drawer and pulls out a black cord looped through a piece of dull metal. “This may not look like much, but it’s a retaining washer for the first bike I bought with my own money. The bike’s gone now, and this is all I have left of it.”
“Colt, I can’t—” My voice barely works.
“You can.” He nods, tying it around my neck. “You’re mine now, and I know you’d never let anything happen to it. Just like I’ll never let anything happen to you.”
Euphoria sweeps over me like a warm embrace. His. I am his. So what if I don’t know what a retaining washer is? It clearly means something to him, and giving it to me is a big deal.
“I’ll take good care of it,” I whisper, cradling it in my hand. Such a small piece of metal, mesmerizing me. “And you too.”
Car tires outside jolt through me like cold water. I recognize their sound instantly—that specific crunch of my mom’s rental. Colt’s huge arm tightens around me. “Is that—?”
“Yep,” I hiss. “They’re back.”
Colt moves quickly, pulling on jeans while I scramble for my clothes scattered across the floor. My hands shake as I try to button my shorts. The marks from his teeth on my skin throb like warning signs, a secret map of his possession over me, hiding beneath thin fabric.
“Your room. Now.” His voice is gruff and commanding, and propels me to the door. He catches my wrist just before I slip into the hallway and pulls me back for a deep, infatuated kiss. “This changes nothing. You still belong to me.”
“Yes. I’m yours.”
His words echo in my head as I slip into my room, barely closing the door before I hear the voices downstairs. Mom’s laugh, Jim’s chuckle. Normal parental sounds that should feel completely normal. But not today.
I catch my reflection in the mirror and flinch. I look ripped apart—swollen lips, tangled hair, and a visible mark on my collarbone my shirt doesn’t hide. I have no time to shower, so I grab a hoodie and slide into it, despite the summer heat.
“Lily! We’re home!” my mom shouts up the stairs.
Colt’s cum drips out of me as I take a deep breath and try to calm my heart.
I head down to greet them. Each step feels like I’m walking into hell.
Mom embraces me immediately, no idea I was just slamming my ass back against her step-son.
“I missed you so much! How was everything? Did you and Colt get along okay?”
Did we get along okay?
Oh, Mom. If only you knew…
“It was fine. What are you two doing back already?”
She shrugs happily. “Oh, we just figured why buy a lake house if you don’t use it?” Mom’s lips twist, and she frowns. “You look…different. Have you been tanning? You’re absolutely glowing.”
Yeah, from getting fucked by an Adonis.
“Oh, just swimming a lot,” I lie.
Dinner is torture. The dynamic around the table is beyond awkward. Colt is doing his best to remain indifferent, barely acknowledging my existence. I get while he’s doing it and try not to take it personally.
Just before dessert, he presses his leg against mine under the table, and warmth cascades through me. It’s all I can do not to reach out and grab his cock.
“So what did you guys do while we were gone?” Jim asks, loading his plate with apple pie.
“I worked on the bike mostly,” Colt replies smoothly. “Repaired the dock after some storm damage.”
“Did Lily help?” Mom asks, seemingly pleased at the idea of us bonding.
Oh, we bonded, Mom. Just not in the way you think.
“Nah.” His dismissal is so sharp it stings, even though I know it’s an act. “She did her own thing.”
His words hurt more than they should, and I focus on pushing food around my plate. I know he’s protecting me, keeping his distance, but that doesn’t make it any easier.
My phone buzzes with a text. I glance down and see it’s from him.
Stop looking at me like that or I’m going to take you upstairs and pound you.
I bite my lip, forcing back a smile.
Like what?
Like you’re thinking about earlier.
Great, now I’m blushing. I hide my face with my hair, catching the attention of my mom. “You all right, honey? You look flushed.”
“Just tired,” I lie. “I think I’ll go to bed early.”
I escape quickly, taking the stairs two at a time. As soon as the door closes behind me, I slump down on my bed, caught in a whirlwind of emotions. The lingering euphoria of this afternoon and the brutal reality of our situation. The world feels heavy. My limbs weak.
My phone buzzes again: Garage. Midnight.
Three hours of pretending to sleep pass while my parents settle in. I count the heartbeats until I can see him again, adrenaline pumping through me.
At 11:58, I slip outside, barefoot and quiet, navigating the dark yard by the light of the moon. The garage door is cracked open, and I slide under to find Colt waiting inside, leaning against his motorcycle.
“This is dangerous,” I giggle, moving toward him, drawn by his invisible pull.
“Everything about us is dangerous.” He pulls me close, and I melt into his arms. “Doesn’t make it any less real.”
“But the way you acted at dinner—”
“It killed me.” He strokes my cheeks, his eyes threatening to undo me. “Pretending you don’t matter—”
I kiss him to shut him up, afraid of where he’s headed with this. His hands move across my body, as if relearning every inch of me in the dark. From the house, I hear my mom laugh loudly, jolting me like an electric shock.
“We can’t keep doing this,” I gasp, even as I lean closer.
“I tried to warn you, baby.” His voice is rough in my ear. “Once I claimed you, there’d be no going back.”
A sound from outside makes us both freeze—footsteps, probably Jim getting something from downstairs.
“Tomorrow night,” he swears, pressing a kiss to my forehead. He won’t kiss my lips because if he does, he’ll have to take me fully. “Same time. I need to have you, even if it’s just a quickie.”
I nod. “A quickie?” I whisper with a wink. “I look forward to it.”
I slip back outside and race up to the house. At the door, I turn to see him watching me from the darkness.
“I love you,” I whisper into the darkness. And to my surprise, I hear his voice respond.
“I love you too, baby.”
His words send my heart soaring. My cheeks are on fire, and I have goosebumps everywhere as I race up to my room and dive into bed. This is what pure happiness feels like. Could life get any better? I think not.
As I drift off to sleep, I remember the promise in his eyes.
We’ll make it. We have to.