In an unexpected move, Ares rips my panties from my legs and stuffs them in my mouth, grinning like the maniac he is as my muffled shouts go nowhere. Anger churns in my gut, and I react on instinct. Swinging my leg to the side, I shove my foot into his upper thigh, narrowly missing my intended target. Ares falls back a little, chuckling with amusement as a scowl spreads across my face. A growl forms at the back of my throat as I wriggle on the bed, pleased when my movements cause my dress to lower, hiding my bare pussy. I’m sweating from all the exertion involved in trying to get free, and strands of my hair are plastered to my face.
Adrenaline courses through my veins as I watch Ares kick off his boots, jeans, and boxers before whipping his shirt over his head in a typical one-armed guy move. He is completely naked, standing before me like a resurrected Greek god, teasingly stroking his dick and licking his lips. He hovers over me like a looming dark threat, a salacious smug grin curling the corners of his lush mouth.
Desire coils low in my belly, and my pussy throbs with raw need. Heat flares in my cheeks as my body reacts to the jerk, and I fucking hate it.
I hate I’m so attracted to him.
Why isn’t there a pill I can pop to cure this disease?
Purposely, I jerk my head to the side, not wanting him to see me ogling his naked body.
Ares has spent months parading around the house naked and semi-naked, in a deliberate move to piss me and Chad off, and I know what I’ll see if I let my eyes linger—a body carved straight from my fantasies. Powerful thighs. Chiseled abs. Broad chest. Rippling biceps. V-shaped indents at his hips. A monster cock with impressive piercings laddering the underside of his shaft.
Ares is not shy about whipping his dick out any chance he gets. It’s where my new obsession with metal has come from. He’s not shy about any part of his body, and who could blame him? He’s all sharp lines, hard edges, and rock-solid muscle—a testament to hours of daily dedication in the gym.
But it doesn’t matter how hot his body is. He’s a crazy motherfucker with a giant chip on his shoulder. Chad hates him, for obvious reasons, and the feeling is mutual.
“Fuck the hell off,” I shout when he climbs back on the bed, aiming for me. My words are muffled behind my gag, but he doesn’t need to hear it to know what I’ve said.
“Nah,” he replies, stroking his monster dick. “I’m just getting started.” His grin is downright evil as he pushes my dress up to my waist, parts my thighs, and spreads them wide. I fight him, trying to close my legs, but he tightens his grip on my inner thighs and forces them wider.
Dipping his head, he blows across my exposed pussy, chuckling when my hips buck of their own volition. Angry tears prick my eyes as I resume an internal battle. My entire body jolts when he slides his hot tongue up and down my slit, and I let my tears fall as my body responds positively to his touch. Frustration comingles with anger, fear, and lust as he thrusts his tongue inside me and buries his face in my pussy.
I close my eyes, unable to bear witness to this.
Ares knows what he’s doing.
This is his payback. He waited until the most opportune moment to catch me vulnerable and drive the knife in all the way.
He knows this will be my utter ruination.
Like I know nothing short of a miracle can stop this from happening.
“Salty and sweet,” he says in a voice that’s gruff and deep. “My favorite flavor.” Plunging three fingers inside me, he drives them in and out in rough strokes. “I could eat you all night, but you don’t deserve it.”
Air trickles over my chest when he shoves my dress up higher and removes my bra. My eyes pop open as pain shoots through my body when he bites down on my nipple, tugging on it with his teeth as he continues shoving his fingers inside me. Angry tears leak from my eyes as he plucks my body like a damn guitar. He alternates his attention from one breast to another, sucking, biting, and licking, and I’m so fucked because I like it.
I really like it.
But he will never know that.
Narrowing my eyes, I glare at him because it’s the only power I have.
Except my fucked-up stepbrother likes it.
“Keep pretending if you like, but we both know you don’t want me to stop.”
I glare harder at him, trying to deny the mountain my body is ascending in a rush to reach the peak. Just as I’m there, ready to fall off the cliff, Ares yanks his fingers out of me with a smirk, denying my body its release.
More frustrated tears cling to the corners of my lashes, and I scream behind the panties in my mouth. In my head, I toss obscenities at him and plot creative ways to murder the fucker.
Lifting my legs, he forces them back until my knees are pressed up against my stomach and I’m spread wide before him. “Look at you,” he says in a voice thick with need. His eyes are glued to my exposed pussy and ass as he pumps his dick hard in his free hand while licking his lips. “You’re dripping,” he adds, gathering my pussy juices on his fingers before smearing them around my puckered hole. Panic mixes with molten desire when he pushes his thumb into my ass. “I would fuck you here, but you’d like it too much.” His eyes are dark pools of wicked intent when he lifts them to meet mine as he removes his thumb. “This isn’t a reward. It’s a punishment.”
His body covers mine as he presses me down into the mattress. “I meant what I said that first day I was at your house with my mom. I won’t stop until I’ve ruined you, dollface.” His fingers sweep over my cheeks as his erection presses against my raised leg. “It’s what you all deserve.” He grips my chin painfully, tilting my face up. “You should make wiser choices in the future.”
Pressing my raised legs back farther against my upper body, he stretches my limbs almost painfully as he brings his thick cock to my entrance. His engorged head is leaking precum as he rubs it against my folds. Fear spikes in my blood as he slams inside me without a condom. This cannot be happening. I’m not on birth control right now, so pregnancy and STDs are a concern. Who knows where his giant dick has been?
I glare at him as he fucks into me, helpless to stop him. His devilish grin expands as he nips at my breasts with his teeth, tugging my sore hard nipples as he pummels my pussy with manic energy. Lifting up on his knees, he keeps one arm across my bent legs to hold me in place while raising my hips and shoving into me deeper.
