I shivered when his finger retreated, but they were quickly replaced with something else—a small plug. He was patient with my body, slowly fucking me with the toy until I stretched around it.
“Tell me who owns you, Avery,” he demanded. “I want to hear you say it before you beg for your stepbrother’s cock.”
Rowen didn’t care how desperate I was.
He wanted reassurance, needed to know his claim over me hadn’t somehow disappeared.
It didn’t matter if I gave it to him a thousand times. He’d want it a thousand more.
“You, Rowen. I belong to you.” I was moaning, trying to fight his hold, get him inside me. My ass was pulsing, pussy clenching around the head of his cock.
“Now beg for it.”
“Rowen—”
“Say it, little kitty,” he murmured dangerously. “You know what I want to hear.”
My skin flushed. No matter how many times I said it, it was still humiliating. Filthy.Wrong.
It also made my pulse race and my thighs clench.
“Please…” My voice cracked with desperation. “I need my stepbrother’s cock. Please, Rowen.”
He growled, more animalistic than I’d ever heard, like the dirty words unlocked something feral inside him. “Such a fucking slut for me.”
And he thrust into me with one rough stroke that made my soul leave my fucking body.
“You.”Thrust. “Take.”Thrust. “My.”Thrust. “Cock.”Thrust. “So.”Thrust. “Well.”Thrust.
He continued talking, pressing against the plug with the rhythm of his cock, but my ears were filled with my moans as a fire exploded in my veins. My entire body lit up and clenched as another orgasm ripped through me. My lungs refused to draw breath, my eyes glued shut.
I could only endure the ridiculous force of pleasure surging through my body while Rowen continued to fuck me like a madman.
“Your cunt is squeezing me,” he groaned. “It feels so fucking good knowing your body doesn’t want to let me go. You fuckinglove my cock, don’t you? Goddamn, Avery.” He paused to growl like a terrifying beast. “Your ass is full. Your stepbrother’s cock is inside you, and you’re moaning while you come for me.” He slammed into me harder. “So fucking perfect.”
My mouth wouldn’t work, wouldn’t beg him for mercy, beg him to let up a little. While he always fucked me hard, he’d never taken me like this, like he had something to prove, something to teach me.
I knew I would feel this for days.
He groaned, and his pace stuttered just enough to warn me what was coming. Rowen didn’t pull out, though. He kept thrusting into me until he came, his cum making everything hot and slick. Once his cock started to soften, he finally stopped thrusting.
His body fell over mine, pushing us both onto the bed and pinning me under his body weight for several seconds. It was exactly what I needed, though. Feeling him all around me, holding me down, his smell surrounding me—it brought me back down to Earth.
When he rolled off me, his arms found their way around me and pulled my body to his. We remained like that for a while, letting our hearts and breaths find the same rhythm. I had nearly nodded off when he got up.
He gathered me into his arms and carried me to the shower, where he washed my body and hair. After drying me off, he tucked us intoourbed.
I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming or not when I heard him speak one last time before my eyes closed for good.
“You aremine, Av,” he whispered firmly and then kissed my temple. “No one will ever take you from me. I’ll make sure of that.”
She was so sexy.
Dancing just for me.
In the middle of the club.
Each sway of her hips matched the beat of the music.
