Page 9 of Break Her


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“Av…” he said warningly as I reached for the door handle. “Don’t youfuckingdare.”

I ignored him, pushing it open and stepping onto the mezzanine.

It was impossible to get far, though, because Rowen closed the distance between us in three seconds. He grabbed my hair and dragged me over to the furniture, quickly pinning me over the back of the nearby couch.

“Have you not learned your lesson?” He leaned down until his lips were brushing my ear, his hips grinding his hard cock against my ass. “Did you really think you could get away from me?” He smacked my ass, and I yelled out. “You willneverescape me, baby. You let in the goddamn monster, and there’s not a damn thing you can do to get rid of him. There’s no changing your mind or calling a break. You’re mine now, and I will do everything in my power to keep it that way.” His voice was thick with need.

I shuddered, goosebumps erupting all over my skin, his words burrowing so deeply, they were ingrained in my bones.

She was still breathing hard, wiggling her ass against my cock.

I could tell she was trying to bite back her moans, but she was failing to remain quiet.

I made her feel too good. Her body would always recognize mine, respond to me.

“Feel that shiver running through your body?” I asked her as I hiked up the bottom of the shirt she wore—my shirt. “Youlovethis. Youwantedthis.” She gasped as I slapped her ass again, my handprint popping up immediately. “The whole damn apartment, and you chose the balcony? You knew I’d catch you out here, little kitty. Did you want me to fuck you out here?” Another slap, then another. She whimpered. “Out here, where someone might see you? Get a good look at my slutty little stepsister?”

“No,” she murmured half-heartedly.

I shoved her knees apart with my leg and pulled her panties down to her thighs, noticing the way she already trembled in anticipation.

“You’re already so fucking wet. Look at this.” I slid my fingers between her thighs. “This is what I have to deal with. A bratty little stepsister who runs from me and lies while she drips like a bitch in heat. I’ve barely touched you, kitten. What were you thinking about?”

“Nothing…”

I shoved two fingers inside her without warning. She choked on a moan, her body fighting mine for a split second before her ass pressed back, giving me more access.

But I withdrew my fingers and slapped her ass instead.

“Tell me the truth, Av,” I said after she screamed.

My fingers returned to her cunt, and I curled them, hitting the spot that made her knees buckle. She moaned, just like I knew she would. I felt her pussy clench around me, holding me.

“Last chance.” I started to pull my fingers from her again.

“You!” she rushed out. “I was thinking about your little trophy box with all my things in it.”

Oh… Oh, Avery.

“Did that turn you on?” I slid a third finger inside her, stretching her wider. “Knowing that even though you hated me, I was obsessed? Stealing your panties and watching you sleep? Even lying in your bed?” She was already panting, so I moved my hand faster. “I’ve been circling you, baby. From the very beginning. I’m the fucking lion, and you’re the innocent lamb.”

She turned to look at me, eyes wide, lips parted, cheeks pink. “Rowen,” she gasped.

“Tell me you love this. Tell me you need it. Need me.”

Her body shook. “I need you.”

“That’s right.” I pulled my fingers out slowly and wiped her arousal on her ass. I kept one hand on her back, holding hersteady, reminding her of her place as I undid my belt. She froze when the leather slid free with a pop. “Head up,” I commanded.

When her head shot up, I wrapped the belt around her neck, looping the end through the buckle to form a leash. She struggled for breath when I tightened it, but her hands remained on the couch, trusting me, knowing I’d push her but never give her more than she could handle.

I lined my cock up with her entrance and thrusted forward, filling her in one, swift move. She screamed, and my eyes rolled back at the sound.

Avery’s cunt was mine to wreck, mine to own.

“You like that?” I snarled, keeping the belt tight against her throat, listening to her gasp for air as her ass wiggled, her entire body begging me to move, to relieve some of the pressure. “Of course you do. You love being used by your stepbrother. You love feeling his huge cock stretch your tight little pussy.”

I eased up on the belt so she could breathe but kept it in my hand, a constant threat.