Another inch.The burn intensifies as he pushes deeper, stretching my entrance beyond what I thought possible.So big.So incredibly massive.Nothing like the pathetic dildo I tried.Nothing like my inadequate fingers.This is all dominant Alpha male slowly, inexorably impaling me on his thick shaft.
It pulses with every millimeter, so hard I can feel every ridge, every vein as he fills me.All the while, his growl intensifies, keeping me locked there as he claims every bit of me.As he takes what belongs to him.
And I do belong to him.
That thought alone causes more slick to gush out, easing him deeper.I can't tell how much more there is.All I can focus on is the overwhelming fullness, the connection as he joins our bodies.
"Just a little more.That's my good girl," he croons, his voice raw with need."God, baby, you're taking me so well.This pussy was made for my cock, made to be stretched and used and filled with my cum."
His filthy words make everything spasm, and he groans long and low in my ear."Fuck yes, squeeze me like that.Keep doing that.You want that, don't you?You want your stepbrother to breed you, to pump you full, to mark you inside and out with his seed."
"God, yes," I sob out as he finally bottoms out, his hips flush against mine.
A scream erupts from my throat—not pain, but overwhelming pleasure and relief.
"Good fucking girl," he snarls as he holds himself deep, letting my body adjust to his size."I knew you could take every fucking inch."With a savage grin, he reaches up and undoes the ties holding my legs, allowing me to wrap them around his hips."Now I'm going to fuck you.I'm going to wreck this pretty little pussy and make it mine."
He pulls out slowly, and I feel every devastating inch.Dear God, the drag of his cock against my inner walls makes my toes curl.A plaintive moan spills from my lips but morphs into a sharp cry as he slams back in, punching the air from my lungs.
Over and over he takes me, pulling out slowly only to drive back in hard, keeping me off-balance and desperate.Each brutal thrust makes the bed shake, makes my body jolt.
Lust completely hazes my mind as he uses me, owns me, fucks me savagely into the mattress.I'm only vaguely aware of him releasing my hands until they fall limply against his muscled arms.His lips find the juncture of my neck and shoulder as his rhythm becomes erratic, more frenzied.
He swells even larger inside me, impossibly thick, pushing me past coherent thought.Reaching between us, he finds my clit and strokes it roughly, building that familiar coil of pressure.I need to come so desperately.I need the release that's been just out of reach all night.
My breaths turn harsh, frantic as I claw at his back.Nate roars in response, pounding into me with brutal intensity.
Lights explode behind my closed eyelids as he keeps working my clit, rubbing and circling until everything shatters.With a scream that tears from my throat, I come harder than I ever have, my pussy clamping down on his driving cock.
Pleasure and pain crash through me as his name becomes a desperate chant on my lips, a profane prayer that never stops.The orgasm rolls through me in waves, endless, as he slams in one final time.His knot swells massive, stretching me to my absolute limit as his teeth sink into my shoulder.Hard.Claiming.
His cum erupts inside me, scalding hot and thick as pain lances through from the bite.His fingers never stop working my clit, rubbing relentlessly until the agony transforms into something darker, something primal and forbidden.I cry out, helpless and overwhelmed as his roar of possession drowns out everything else.
My inner walls flutter and pulse around him, milking another surge of cum that floods my insides and leaks out around his knot to smear between our sweat-slicked bodies.Closing my eyes, I surrender completely as pleasure and pain tangle together, each overwhelming in its intensity.
Off in the distance, fireworks pop, but I barely register the sound.All I can feel is Nate—his knot locked deep inside me, his cock still pulsing, his heart thundering against mine as he clutches me close and rolls us so I'm draped across his chest.
No.It's more than physical.It's a fundamental shift in my very being.Now, instead of one heartbeat, there's two.Every breath I take draws his into my lungs.Every exhale relaxes him beneath me.
"It's the bond, love," he murmurs softly as he runs possessive hands down my back."I told you I'd make you mine.You belong to me now."
Inside my mind, I feel his smug satisfaction as if it's my own.But it's not.It's all his.Contentment burns deep in my chest as I focus on the connection between us.It ties us together, binds us.But it's not complete yet.
Nuzzling Nate's chest, I wait for him to stop me, but he doesn't.Instead, he cups my head and guides me over his heart.
"It's yours anyway, love," he whispers."Mark me.Make me yours."
As fireworks explode outside, casting wild colors across the room, I sink my teeth into my stepbrother's chest, right over his heart.His arms tighten around me as a sharp hiss escapes through clenched teeth, but he takes it, accepts the pain for me.
The bond expands in my chest, solidifying.Fuller, stronger, unbreakable.Only death can sever us now.His thoughts bleed into mine, showing me memories that aren't my own.I see exactly what he does for a living, and worry clenches my gut.
"Shhhh, sweet thing," he whispers as he pulls me higher on his chest, smearing blood between us."I'm very good at my job and very capable of staying alive.Especially now that I have you to come home to."
He captures my lips in a kiss so tender it breaks something inside me.Through the bond, however, his savage possession burns white-hot, scalding me from the inside out.Nothing and no one will ever come between us.
"Until death parts us," he murmurs against my mouth.
Until death parts us,I echo through the bond.
