Page 37 of New Year's Rut


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Shame floods hot, then cold.My balls tighten in guilt, not release.But still, she stares at me, demanding I do something with that annoying little smirk on her face.As she watches, my cock pulses, bobbing for her, desperate for the feel of her pussy that's puffy and swollen around the thin fabric of that flimsy fucking thong.

My cock throbs angrily once more as a thick bead of precum leaks from my tip and splashes down in the vee of her breasts made from that pushup bra.A soft whine rumbles in the back of her throat as she arches up to me, her pupils wide and blown.Presenting herself, begging for it without words.She doesn't know what she's doing.She's fully under the spell of the pheromones and lust.

"Tell me, Lila," I rumble out as I continue to stroke myself, slow, deliberate strokes, showing her exactly what she's missing."Is this how you like it?Is this how you like your Alphas to fuck you?"

"I- I don't know," she whimpers as distress sluices off her body."I've never been with one."

I pause, staring down at her as if I hadn't heard her right."Never been with an Alpha?"I clarify, desperate for the answer.

"Never been with anyone," she finally admits.

In that instant, everything makes sense.She didn't purchase the training set to have something to fuck.She wanted to prepare herself for an Alpha cock.Wanted to stretch her virgin pussy so she could handle it.A cock so massive it could ruin her if rushed.

Fuck.This could have gone so badly so quickly."A virgin," I mutter as my brain slowly catches up."A fucking virgin.And here you are, begging your stepbrother to ruin you?To fuck that untouched pussy even if it means hurting you?Lila," I sputter."What the fuck were you thinking?"

Still, she can't answer me.Even now, she spreads her legs, fully drugged by the pheromones.But it's not just that.It can't be.They aren't supposed to go this hard.Not when it's a one-time encounter and not a rut session.

No.This is something else.This is the same longing I have, that same fucking desire that has yet to be met.

Taboo.

Forbidden.

Off.Fucking.Limits.

My stepsister.My fucking virgin stepsister.

Air rushes out of me like I've been punched in the gut.My cock betrays me as I watch her, reminding myself that she's not mine to ruin.That she will never be mine.

My shaft pulses again in angry protest, desperate for release.Everything screams at me that she asked for this.Fucking wanted this.The swollen head glistens a dull, almost bruised purple as another bead of precum slips from the engorged tip and onto her heaving breasts where it nearly blends in with the skin—almost, but not quite.

I watch as it slides down into that deep vee again, coating her body as if it's mine to mark, mine to own, mine to control.

Forbidden.

Taboo.

Off.Fucking.Limits.

I repeat the mantra in my mind as the massive ropey veins around my shaft begin to fade as my cock shrinks under the guilt-ridden rush.The thick head dulls from angry plum to a softer, defeated pink.As I continue to stand there, reciting my new mantra, my balls ache with unreleased tension, clenching in guilt instead of bliss.

My head threatens to spin from the sudden drop as blood goes back to my brain where it fucking belongs.Then, and only then can I think rationally enough to plan my next move.If she wants to play this dangerous game, then I'll indulge her.

I won't give in to the abject need I see etched on every inch of her body.Oh no.That will only teach her that she can keep putting herself in harm's way to get what she wants.

Again, I cup my cock as she stares at it in virgin wonder.Though it's still mostly erect, it hangs fat and heavy, slightly limp as I watch the innocence in her eyes, the curiosity as she stares at me.How did I not notice it before?How did I almost cross this unforgivable line without realizing just how fucking innocent she was?

It's enough to replace any lingering lust with a protective anger that I cannot control or deny any longer.This isn't just about lying; it's about not telling me the full truth.

Growling, I grab her chin and force her to look at me and not my cock."Do you understand the harm you almost put yourself into?A virgin?"I spit out."A fucking virgin?Another Alpha would have chewed you up and spat you out.You're lucky it was me, stepsister.And you want to know why?"She only whimpers as her desire swirls once more."It's because I'm going to give you exactly what you want, exactly what you've asked for, exactly what your forms say you crave."

Pressing my arm against the cool tile, I breathe in and out, forcing my body to keep relaxing.It's so fucking hard when she keeps smelling like that, looking like that, begging me with her body.Eventually, things let go and my balls start to unclench.

She needs to learn.Not with my cock, not with cum, not with anything that would feel good for either of us.Based on how she reacted earlier, nothing I do will hit home.Nothing will feel like an actual punishment.And that's a fucking problem.

I press the heel of my palm hard against my lower abdomen, right over the bladder that's been screaming since the guilt started draining the blood from my dick.The pressure forces the last of the resistance to give.My shaft twitches once before the first hot spurt escapes the slit, splashing messily across her stomach before I adjust the angle.

No ceremony.No growl of possession.Just a low, disgusted grunt as I let go.