Not sure what I did, I try to look over my shoulder, but he’s staring with rabid attention at my opening.
“Squeeze,” he clarifies.
I do and he groans. His fingers pinch the flared base and he pulls it out before pushing it back in. Then out again.
My ass shamelessly follows his hand, eager for every drive in. Clenching my muscles every time.
The plug vanishes again and he’s back inside me. Hard.
“Squeeze,” he barks. “I want to feel it on my cock.”
I do and hold with all my might. Nick moans and fills me with hard, punishing pumps that drive my face against the sheets. My top rides up to bunch around my neck, baring my breasts. The sore and tender peaks rub across the cotton.
Instinctively, my knees spread wider. Practically splitting me in half. The position sends him deeper to a place that has him snarling through his teeth.
“Fuck, every night before bed, I want you waiting like this. Pussy open and available for use.” His fingers snake around and find my clit. He rubs and I flutter and flex. “Cum, Isla. Milk me like the breeding whore you are.”
God, I shouldn’t love that as much as I do. Shouldn’t melt at their filthy degradation. But I’m a sobbing mess gripping him as I cum.
Nick follows with a satisfied grunt. He pulls free and the cork returns.
“Stay just like this for Daddy to take his turn. Then I will. Then he will again. All night. And you will take it like the cum-greedy slut my little sister is.”
His voice falters on sister, and I hide my grin in the mattress. That might be something we both need to get used to. Dom calling me little sister is one thing, but Nick... the way the word dropped, I don’t think he’ll be using it again, and something about that is hilarious to my foggy head.
Behind me, I hear him pulling his clothes back together. The awkwardness still heavy in the air.
“Do you like it?” I ask without looking at him, figuring I’ll get a less embarrassed answer. “Knowing you’re breeding your little sister?”
I hear the abrupt silence.
The absolute stillness that follows.
I have to bite my lip to keep the grin from my voice.
“I like it,” I admit. “Like knowing my big brother wants to put a baby in me.”
I probably should have braced. Though, I don’t think anything could have prepared me for the release of the plug and his dick slamming into me with enough force to rip a choked scream from me that I mash into the mattress. I’m driven down into the mattress, into a split I never knew I could do as he cuts off my air with his palm and fucks me so hard tears run down my face.
“Shut your mouth,” he snarls into my ear with every brutal pump. “You fucking asked for this.”
I did.
Deep down, this is exactly what I wanted because I cum with an explosion of sound and lights. I cum with him calling me a filthy cum whore.
He forces his fingers between my legs and rubs. Attacking my clit and pinning me down so I can’t move or scream. I’m helpless as he snickers coldly in my ear and uses me to get off.
“Three loads,” he taunts as he empties into my seizing body. “Plus all the ones from this morning. You’re really living up to your name, cum whore. Don’t move.”
Gasping and weak, I can only lie prone across the soaked sheets as he corks me and leaves.
I obediently stay in place. My abused channel pangs and grips the plug threatening to slide out with all the extra lubrication. I’m so exhausted, I can’t find the energy to adjust the wide spread of my thighs. I simply lie still and wait, with my top bunched up around my armpits and my cheek pressed into the mattress.
Even when the door clicks lightly and I feel the shift of someone coming into the room, I remain immobilized.
“Fuck, baby, what did your brother do to you?”
I don’t speak, nor does he seem to need an answer when I feel him step up behind me. But a whimper escapes with the extraction of the plug. The mattress dips and shifts beneath me and I know he’s ready to take his turn.
