Page 13

Hoping he’ll get the hint, I arch my chest toward him. But he ignores me and starts looking through the bag. I swear it’s getting more attention than me!

“Come on, Max. Fuck me. Please.”

My begging is stopped by his hand pinching my cheeks. “Hush now. You’ll get everything you want. But first, you owe me a few orgasms.”

There’s something cold and firm in his hand. When he moves it from my face, I see a set of leather cuffs. Another one of their Christmas gifts to me.

Biting down on my lip, I patiently wait for him to cuff me. First, he strips my upper half until I’m completely bare for him, then he secures the cuffs and lifts my entire body, hooking my wrists over a thick tree branch.

“Um, Max. I’m not sure if this is a good idea.”

“Don’t worry, I’ve got you.”

He holds my weight up and slides to his knees, lifting my legs onto his shoulders.

In one pull he has the mask off and his eyes linger on mine for a long second before he smothers his mouth with my pussy.

I lose track of everything as his lips suction around my labia. His tongue roughly parting them to get to my clit which is already poking out and ready for him despite its sensitivity.

My head tips back in bliss. I’m exhausted and way past sated, but I’ll always want more.

“If I pass out, will you keep using me?”

“Only if you want me to. Do you want that, sweetheart?” Max mumbles against my pussy, each vibration from his rough voicerumbles through my clit. “Want your big brother to use all your holes while you’re sleeping? I’ll fill you up with so much come you’ll be tasting it in your dreams.”

“God, yes,” I moan, my body going limp as I let the need to rest win.

Max isn’t quite ready to lose, though.

I whine out a mix of pain and pleasure as—for what I hope is the final time—he activates the plug.

CHAPTER 7

MAX

My knees ache, buried deep in the snow. The cold is really getting to my nerves and I’ll be even more sore tomorrow, but it’ll be so goddamn worth it.

As soon as I turn the plug on, Violet’s coming all over my mouth. That was easier than I expected, especially since Mad already wrung four orgasms out of our poor, exhausted girl. However, I’m not too worried about falling behind now that she’s given me permission to use her if she does happen to pass out. It means I don’t have to hold back.

Violet’s hands clench into tight fists above the branch; her large breasts sway as her entire body shakes.

I chuckle to myself. “Too much?”

“N-no. I can handle it.” Violet’s always been stubborn. It’s how she managed to go no-contact with us after the accident. Remembering that time is enough to make me angry. Not towards her.Nevertowards her. She had her reasons for leaving, the same way Mad and I had our reasons for stalking her to get her back.

“If you say so. The plug’s staying on until I beat Mad so…” I trail off and bite her thigh, leaving deep teeth marks in the soft, thick flesh.

“Your ass is bright red from our brother spanking you, maybe this should be how I leave my mark on you.” I bite her again, leaving another imprint of my teeth—of my ownership of her body.

Rolling her head against her shoulder, she tries to stop her moans. Despite the cold, her body is coated in sweat, and as much as I want to play with her forever, I know I can’t leave her out in these conditions for too long.

“You want my cock, sweetheart?” I ask between licks of her pussy.

“Yes. Please. I want my big brother inside of me.” She sounds like she’s drunk.

No doubt Mad got her to call him that. He’s into it more than me, but Violet will always be our stepsister as well as our future wife and the mother of our children. I hold onto every piece of her, storing them all away in my heart where they give me fuel to come out stronger each day.

“If you want me to fuck you, you’re going to have to give me another orgasm,” I demand.