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CONNOR

O kay, we really went too far tonight. I have to admit that as I lay there with Sunny in my arms. In fact, we’re still going too far. We’re naked and her soft little pussy is wrapped around my cock as I spoon her. I should not be doing this with her—especially since she still thinks I’m her big brother.

But she doesn’t seem to mind as long as she feels like she’s helping me. And now I have another reason to stay close to her— I’m still trying to figure out if she’s a Recessive Omega or not.

Even after having the head of my cock slip into her, ( I swear that was an accident) and after tasting her pussy, I’m still not sure if she’s making slick. Her pussy juices do taste a tiny bit sweeter, but it’s hard to say if I’m imagining that or not. Also , only the head of my cock slipped inside her. If she was really producing, the rest of my shaft probably would have followed. So like I said, it’s hard to say.

I’m a little worried I might have gotten her pregnant—but honestly, not much. Even though I shot about a gallon of cum into her, ( Weres are always big producers,) it was a very shallow penetration. Also , what I told her was true—it’s hard to get a female pregnant unless you knot her. And I wasn’t anywhere near that. Really , just slipping the head in and coming in her was no big deal—right?

I try to tell myself that, but I’m just not sure. I wish I could tell Sunny the truth and take her away from here. I want her with me, in my mansion in Fairlane . I want to shower her with gifts and jewelry and pretty things. I want to make her my mate permanently.

But I’m bound by this damn lie I concocted. I just don’t know how she’ll respond if she finds out I’m not really her brother. One thing about Sunny —she’s very straightforward and truthful and I know she admires that quality in others too. I’m afraid if she found out about my deception now, she’d hate me and tell me she never wants to see me again.

So I’m trapped. I have to keep on being Kane . But surely there’s some way to tell her the truth—a way she would accept and not hate me?

Pondering the problem, I finally drift to sleep, hoping I’ll come up with a solution soon…