“So perfect for me. Such a good Omega for your stepbrother,” he says. And not a second later, I feel the warmth of his cum filling me completely. My face feels numb, and I feel tender everywhere. My only thoughts are about how something that feels that amazing can’t be wrong and that as afraid as I am about going public, it’s inevitable.
I breathe heavily underneath him and look up at the golden ceiling.
I just lost my virginity to my stepbrother.
I have to pinch myself as Ian lifts me up and takes me to the massive walk in shower. Did that really just happen?
He starts the water, and quickly we’re inside of the all glass shower. He holds me as the warm spray hits the back of my head.
Ian eventually lets me stand on my own two feet. His hands don’t leave me as he washes me in silence. His touches are gentle as he washes my hair, face, and a combination of the both of us off my thighs.
It feels reverent in the way he’s touching me, like he’s thanking me for a gift.
Once I’m washed, he quickly washes himself and looks at me through the copious amount of steam in the massive shower.
“How do you feel?”
I blink. “Physically?”
“Both?”
“A little sore and maybe a little worried.” I shrug.
His hands are running up my arms. “I’ll deal with people, Luna. You don’t ever have to. I don’t care if people judge us—this. But after what just happened, you sure as fuck can’t tell me that us being together is wrong.”
“No, it’s not wrong.” He gives me a small smile at my agreement and strokes my wet hair from my face.
“So next time we go somewhere, you’re going to be mine, not my stepsister.”
I smirk at him. “But you seem to like calling me it so much.”
His brows furrow. “I can stop if you don’t like it.”
My skin is already a few shades of pink from the hot shower, but I feel it warm. “I like it.”
He grins at me, leaning down, and plants a rough kiss on my lips. “Good. Do you want to stay here or go home?”
I balk at him. “You spent four grand on this room, Ian.”
“So?”
“We don’t have any clothes to wear.”
“I’ll have Ezra drop some off. Plus, I plan on keeping you naked,” he says, wrapping his hand in my wet hair and tilting my chin up. “If my sweet stepsister agrees.”
“You’re incorrigible.” He leans down, his teeth grazing against my neck, and I nearly come on the spot. “We can stay.”
He turns off the shower and exits first, wrapping a towel around his waist before holding one out for me. “Get dried off. I’ll text Ezra and get some room service.”
“Okay,” I say looking at the strong muscles of his back. Can I really get used to being Ian’s? He’s basically laid claim, says he wants me, Ezra and James have said the same too. So why can’t I stop the negative thinking in my head that’s screaming that I don’t deserve this? I shut it down and dry my body and hair. I grab the robe hanging on the back of the door and wrap myself in the material.
With a deep breath, I leave the comforting warmth of the bathroom and go back into the suite. Ian looks perturbed as he sits at the edge of the bed with a towel wrapped around his hips.
“What’s going on?” I ask. He looks up at me and smiles.
“Ezra and James are going out,” he says plainly, and as I look at him, I understand.
“We can go with them?”
