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Do I need a reason? Give me your hand, or I’ll tell Mom you touched my dick while I was asleep.
Was my baby sister jealous?
I want to see all of you.
No. You were mine when we were kids, and you’re mine now. You’ll always be mine.
I lick my lips, imagining the thickness of it sliding down my throat, making me gag as he forces each thrust, silencing my cries, robbing me of air as he slaps me across the face and growls at me to take every inch.
I won’t. Our secret, little sister.
But you are my sister. My dirty little sister who’s going to touch herself in front of me. Show your big brother what you sound like when you come.
Don’t silence me like that, he signs furiously. Don’t ever fucking silence me, Olivia.
Stop saying that. We aren’t blood related. You aren’t my real sister, so what’s the goddamn problem?
“I want to taste you,” I say, my tone breathy and erotic. “I want to go to Parker’s house, and when I kiss him, I want him to taste you on my tongue.”
I’ll make it fit. Even if it hurts.
I wonder what he’d think if he knew his precious daughter was the one sucking his son’s cock like the filthy little fucking whore she is.
Go kiss your future husband, little sister. And when you do, you better think about me and all the ways I’ll fuck you in his blood.
“And I want to hear your voice while I’m bouncing all over your cock, big brother.”
Because I can’t talk? Because I can’t tell you how fucking breathtaking you are every second of every day? Because I can’t breathe without being near you? Someone like me… I’m different—I can’t be normal for you. I can’t defend you without using my fists or my bat, and I can’t touch you at the same time as telling you that you’re everything to me. I can’t whisper sweet nothings into your mouth and I can’t fucking marry you because not only am I your brother, but I’m defective.
Believe me or don’t, but you’re the only person in my life, and you always have been. And when you take your last breath, or I take mine, that won’t fucking change. You. Are. Mine. My goddamn property, do you understand?
then I’ll cage the bitch and feed her my cock when she’s hungry.
The fucking control I always need when she starts stripping her clothes off while drugged up… I deserve a goddamn medal for not shoving my cock in her cunt or mouth.
He interrupted my meal—maybe now he’ll know better than to take away my food, the fucking asshole.
she’s going to be fucking terrified while I chase her down and choke the life out of her.
I need to remind myself she’s a snake with a pretty face and a tight pussy.
The reason you’re sore, and the reason your thighs are a little bruised, is because I fucked you, Olivia. And you loved it. It won’t be the last time either, little sister. I will fuck you again. And again. And again, until you lose your voice the way I did and silently cry until you realize you still love me.
I have your mind. I have your body. I have your soul. The fear I instill in you. The pain I inflict when you defy me.
“Run, little stranger.”
You aren’t leaving here without me getting my revenge, you traitorous fucking bitch.
You need to eat, darling sister, or this will end sooner than planned. You need to stay healthy, hydrated, and well fed, while I make you suffer for stealing eight years from me.
My dear sister should be meeting her future husband tomorrow, but it’s a shame she’ll be sucking her brother’s dick instead.
It’s official. I, Malachi Vize, hereby swear to be an ass man now. Forever and always, I will gratify my needs by burying my cock in my sister’s tight back hole.
“The itsy bitsy spider,” I whisper against her ear, sliding in and out of her cunt. “Climbed up the waterspout.”
“Down came the rain,” I say slowly, biting my lip and groaning as I get deeper into her depths. “And washed… the spider… out.”
“Out came the sun,” I whisper, dropping my hand down the front of her to pinch her clit while I twist her nipple. “And dried up… all the rain.”
“The itsy… bitsy… spider…”
“You’re mine, Malachi. You’re mine and I’m yours and I love you more than words can explain. Please forgive me. Please. I want you. I want to be with you, build a life with you, and make memories with you. I want to wake up every morning with you by my side. I want you to chase me through these woods and take me against a tree. I want everything you have to give. All of it. Everything. Because I choose you. I—”
I’ve accepted I’m sick, because I fucking love when she calls me her brother while she’s taking my cock like the best little sister there is.
“He’d never make you feel the way I do.” No one could ever make her feel the way I do. Ever. And if they do, I’ll kill them.
“It’s your turn to wait, little sister. I hope it kills you. I hope you’re shaking in your wedding dress, wondering when I’ll grab you from the shadows and fuck you against a tree.”
“I found you,”
“I’m never letting you go now.”
“You’re mine.” “And you...
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“The only time you ever wear a ring like this is when I put one there, do you understand?”
“I’m coming inside you,”
“Part your legs. Let me see what I own.”
“You can’t ask me to do that, Olivia. From the moment I met you, I swore to myself I’d protect you. I’ve done a fucking shitty job of that so far, so I’m not going to sit around knowing he’s out there and a threat.”
I kiss her—the only girl I’ve ever imagined giving my heart to. It might be a little black, a little jagged around the edges, and my mind might be a little wild, but she owns them.
