"Put me down, you big oaf," she squeals as arousal seems to literally pour off of her.
The scent is so strong I can practically taste it, making my cock pulse with need.This was a mistake.Everything I’ve done so far is a fucking mistake.
The laughter pelts my skin like a physical sensation.God, but it's addicting.Stifling a groan, I clutch her to me and revel in the feel of her squirming while she’s unable to get away.She’s completely at my mercy, helpless in my arms, as her body rubs against mine in ways that make me want to throw her down and mount her right here.Fucking helpless.Just how I like my omegas.
“Nate,” she cries out again in a soft laugh.“I mean it.Put me down.”
"Should I?”I teas back.“I guess it would make getting your present so much easier."
For a moment, she stills in my arms."You got me a present?"
"Yes.Me.Merry fucking Christmas."
"Ugh."Again, she fights against me."What, like you're the best gift to have around the holidays?Nice try.Do you come with a receipt?"
"I smell the coffee," a soft voice drifts into the room, successfully cutting off the retort lying heavy on my lips."Nate!"my mother cries out."When did you get here?We weren't expecting you for another few days!"
I put my stepsister down, and thankfully neither she nor Robert pulling up the rear seem to notice my raging hard-on and Lila's scent of slick threatening to drown me.
"Hey!Nate!Good to have you home," he booms as he reaches out to shake my hand."Good to see you're still friendly with my little girl."I don't have to look at her to practically feel the cringe coming off her at his words."I was worried you would have forgotten your sister with all the time you spent over there in Germany."
"Right.Who can forget a little brat like her?"Maybe if I can just reframe it like that, I’ll be okay—wishful thinking and all that jazz.
"Hey!"she snarks back."You're no picnic yourself."
As she balls up her fist to punch me in the shoulder, Robert steps in between us and grabs it before it can fully fly."Now then, Little Lily.That's no way to treat your brother."
"Step," she grumbles so softly I seem to be the only one who hears it.
But then, I'm the only one paying such close attention to her.The hurt is evident on her face, and in that moment, all I can think of is what I can do to make it better.
"Anyone want coffee?"I butt in, doing my best to take the attention off of her.
"I'll have a cup," my mom pipes up.
"Me too," Robert agrees.
"I'll just go to my room," Lila shrugs, her demeanor completely downcast and different from what we just shared.
"And miss out on your present?"I tease, desperate to get her to smile once more.
"I already told you.I'll just return you."Though her words sound harsh, I don't miss the glimmer of humor in her eyes.
With a sigh, I shake my head."I guess I'll just have to eat all this amazing German candy myself then."
Her eyes widen as she ducks her head to look around me."Candy?"
Bingo.Right where I want her.But now, what do I do with her?
Chapter6
Nate
The scenebefore me should be homey.It should be comforting.It should be a fucking Norman Rockwell painting.My cock says otherwise.
Candy supposedly forgotten for the moment, I watch my stepsister lean back over the counter to grab another muffin.At the very last minute, I resist the urge to jam my fist into my mouth to keep from groaning.Precum pearls at the tip of my cock as I watch her perfect ass bounce as she does a happy little shimmy while biting into the food.Even the fabric seems to conspire against me as it stretches tight across her cheeks, practically molding to every curve.
In all my years, I've never wanted to curse my mother's cooking as badly as I do now.Yeah, I know it's good.Yeah, I know it's probably on par with the best restaurants out there, but dear God, does Lila have to make that soft little moaning noise with each morsel she pops between those greedy lips?Would she sound that enticing if those same lips I were wrapped around my cock, making those exact fucking sounds as I fuck her throat.
