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“Relax your throat,” he commands.

What does that mean?

He nudges the head of his cock into the back of my throat, causing me to gag.

“Yeah, that’s it, step-sis, moan for me.”

He’s mocking my action.

Fucking. Asshole.

I push on his thighs, about to tell him to get fucked, but he has me in a firm grip and I glare at him through my lashes. My jaw begins to ache from the size of him, and my chest tightens painfully as air begins abandoning me, and yet, my pussy continues pulsing.

He smirks. “You need to breathe, Jordie.”

It’s then I realise he’s right—I haven’t taken a single breath since he forced himself inside me and I blow out a long breath through my nose.

He massages the top of my head, as he praises, “Good girl.”

Why did that just send a shockwave to my core? But then he fists my hair again and begins slowly pumping in and out of my mouth, his fist shaking in my hair, almost as if he’s holding himself back from already coming and low laugh forms in my throat as I realise this. He exposes the column of his neck as he throws his head back in ecstasy, and for a second, I see him spread out on his bed as I rode him to within an inch of our lives. Hollowing my cheeks, I gather more saliva and press my tongue to the base of his shaft. All the while, my head feels like it’s floating away from my body and the touches and leering gazes away with it.

I take him too far, and I gag again, the alcohol from tonight threatening to make an appearance.

“That’s it, choke on your stepbrother's cock.” He sighs, and I swear it’s the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard.

Remembering who’s dick is invading my mouth, I attempt to push away from him with a growl, but he only shoves me further down his shaft. And damn me, it only causes me to swallow him down, allowing his thickness further down than I thought it could go.

Drool begins escaping the sides of my mouth as I struggle around him.

“You haven’t done this before have you?” He lets out a satisfying laugh as he thrusts into me again and I gag. Again. I breathe out, liquid running from my nose and my body shivering as I try and relax myself. “I knew you’d be a good sister and wait patiently for your brother's cock.”

I slide down him, feeling every vein along my tongue as he throws his head back. I graze my teeth when I come back up, which makes him hiss and face towards me again. Narrowing my eyes, I convey how much I fucking hate him one look, but on the inside, I’m burning up, wanting to drive pleasure out of him. Even if he doesn’t deserve it. But I also want him to hurt how I hurt that night, so I scrape my teeth on his delicate skin again.

He fists his other hand in my hair, holding onto my pigtails like a fucking joyride, hissing.

“That’s how you wanna play?” he teases before slamming into my mouth with no warning. He pumps faster, the tip of his dick assaulting the back of my throat fast and hard. Saliva pools in my clavicles as splutter around him, my hands shaking on his thighs.

My pussy is pulsing voraciously in my panties. Fuck, I might as well get something out of this, too. I reach underneath my skirt, press my fingertips to my sensitive pussy, and begin rubbing circles. All the while I reprimand myself for allowing him to do this, for allowing it to continue, for enjoying it and wanting more.

“Fuck,” he groans, skull-painted face tilting to watch my hand. “You love sucking your stepbrother's big cock, don’t you?”

I bite down, eyebrows snapping together with anger, but fuck if it didn’t make my walls clench below. It doesn’t reward me a reaction from him but satisfies me all the same.

This is new, but my mind floods with familiarity. This is Kain.

This is Kain. My Kain.

No. Fucking stop.

I’m powerless to stop, so I yank his boxers further down with my free hand, then dip my nails into his pelvis, dragging my nails downwards to try and get him out of my mouth.

But this does the complete opposite because the fucker laughs.

“Keep going, baby. I told you I like the pain.”

What the fuck is wrong with him?

My fingers press hard into my clit, that tingling pleasure already building low in my core as I watch him bite his lip.