Chapter Seventeen

Stone

I kneel between her spread legs; the smell of her arousal is like an aphrodisiac fueling my obsession with her. The wild animal inside me craves to mark her as mine. My desire is so strong that I worry about lasting long enough to perform.

This is what I want. What I’ve always wanted. Me and her with nothing between us.

So, as I settle over my girl, I block out the world, the promise of torture yet to come, and I take what I want. What we both want.

I lift my T-shirt over my head and throw it to the ground, then push her to lie back so she can’t see what I don’t want her to witness. My fingers fumble with my jeans, then I pull my cock from my boxers and swipe my engorged head up and down her wet pussy.

Fuck me, that’s good.

My eyes roll as the heat and slickness from her pussy make me feral to claim her.

“Are you this wet all for me?” I pant out as her wetness seeps into my skin.

“Yes. Just you, Stone,” she pants, and I believe every goddamn word.

“If I ever find out your pussy drips for anyone else, I’ll kill them. Do you understand?”

I stare at her pointedly, and her green orbs glow with equal possession. My words turn her on, and that only adds to my need to deliver.

“I’ll only ever drip for you. It’s you I crave, only you.”

I press the head of my cock at her entrance. “Are you sure about this, Princess?”

“Yes,” she breathes, and I slowly push inside her tightness, and my blood rushes with exhilaration.

“My girl wants her brother to fuck her pussy, huh?”

She pushes her head into the ground, and her body tenses at the intrusion. “Oh god.”

I continue to push inside her, inch by agonizing inch, while I deliver delicate kisses down the column of her throat and over the swell of her chest, and I revel in the way she clings to my shoulders. Her fingernails dig into me, scorching my skin, and I will them to leave permanent marks deeper than the ones residing there.

“Fuck. I don’t think I can fit.”

“Make it,” she demands like a wildcat. “Make it fit, Stone!”

Holy fuck, I’m trying my best not to hurt my girl, and she’s insisting I force myself inside her. Possession ravishes me, and I push deeper, clenching my teeth at the overwhelming sensation as her wet warmth encompasses me.

She winces as I stretch her, my cock barely a couple of inches inside. I know I’m big, and the last thing I want to do is hurt her. I want these memories to be cherished and created with the love I feel for her.

“Does it hurt? Am I hurting you?” I say through my teeth as I place kisses up her neck and over her jawline. The need to bite, suck, and devour her like a crazed beast has me feeling like snapping. The control I have over myself is wavering.

She shakes her head furiously. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

I sink in farther and groan.

“Never,” I bite out as the tip of my cock touches her barrier. “I’m never fucking stopping.” Her walls grip me so fucking hard I still my movements to compose myself.

Staring down at my cock in her pussy hole, the urge to claim her becomes a necessity. “Gonna come inside you, Sienna. Gonna come so goddamn deep I knock you up.”

Her mouth falls open, and I take her bottom lip between my teeth and tug, then follow up the bite with a gentle lick.

“Fill you until your little pussy is flooded with my cum, beautiful girl.”

Then I slide my cock out of her tight hole before slamming back inside her so hard her eyes widen, and glory fills me at severing the tie to her innocence and filling her to the hilt. Her lips part on a silent scream, and her warmth hits me as the blood of her innocence coats the tip of my cock. I’ve no choice but to thrust inside her like a ruthless madman, determined to leave my impression on her like she has on me. Determined to impregnate her and have a part of me growing inside her, locking her to me.

It’s a dangerous thought, but at this moment, I don’t care. I want it. I want her and our baby, and as much as that makes me an asshole for putting her in this position, I do nothing to stop it and will it to happen with each powerful surge.

Her back arches with each punishing thrust in and out of her, and her legs band around my back, anchoring me in position.

“You want this cock, don’t you?”

“Yes. Yes. Please don’t stop.”

“Fuck yes,” I grit out with each feral thrust. “Fuck, you feel amazing. My princess’s pussy is so tight for me.”

Her eyes fill with a heady concoction of tears and awe.

We’re doing this. I’m fucking my sister.

I will myself to last forever, but with her viselike grip around me and the years of pent-up frustration at containing myself around her, I lose control. I bite into the inside of my cheek as my orgasm zips up my spine like a bolt of lightning. “Fuck. I’m gonna come. I’m going to come inside you, Sienna.”

My slit opens as rope upon rope of cum floods her pussy, and I still as stars dance in front of my eyes.

“I love you, beautiful girl.”