Feuds and Reckless Fury

by K. Webster

To get inside his head so I can fuck him over. Or just fuck him…

I track that movement too, fixated on how his Adam’s apple bobs. It makes me wonder just how far it would protrude with my dick pushed deep into it.

“So enemies to friends?” His chin leaves the top of my head to brush his lips against my ear. This time, I can’t contain the shudder that trembles through me. “Enemies to lovers.”

“You want me to fuck you even though you hate me.” His whispered words seem to tingle through my every nerve ending. “Don’t you?” “I don’t hate you.” He tugs at my nipple again. “Well, I hate you enough for the both of us.”

Fucker. I haven’t sucked a dick before, but I’m pretty sure I’d be better than him at it just like I’m better at everything than him.

My Wonderland.

“I blew your mind when I blew you,” he says with a victorious grin.

“I wanted to break you, Wonderland.” “And now?” “I can’t break you. I don’t want to. I just want you.”

“I’ve got you,” I murmur, hoping it sounds reassuring. “Let me make you feel good.”

And when I’m with him? I don’t feel as though I’ll catch fire…I do. Together we fucking burn.

“Ex-football player. And I’m a romantic now. I have a boyfriend.” A small chuckle rumbles through him. “A boyfriend? Voss, I’m your brother. You’re so confused.”

It makes me want to fuck him like this over and over—to watch my cum try and escape his body, only for me to add more to it.

My world may be a mess, but with Alis, in this moment, it feels perfectly right.

“You were mine. The second she showed up, I took one look at you and knew you were mine.”

He’s my Chibi. My opponent. My challenger. My counterpart. My conscience. My everything.

All today managed to do was turn a slow-burning ember into a full-on forest fire. We’re an inferno now, and there’s no putting us out.

choke on his dick while he chokes on his words.

“You can be my assistant,” I tease, grinning against his lips as he devours me. “Mmmm.” “Or my muse. Just stand there and look pretty while I sculpt you.” “Who’s going to buy sculptures of my dick?” “You’d be surprised.”

“I like being inside you,” he rasps out. “It feels fucking amazing.”

“Everything’s changed,” I whisper. “I want to love you freely. In front of everyone, especially our family.”

“Wherever you go,” he breathes against my cock, “I go. If you leave, I’ll find you. We share custody of an imaginary cat. I’m not letting you off your fatherly duties without a fight.”

“I thought dads were supposed to love their kids unconditionally,” I whisper, unable to meet Dad’s stare. “I didn’t realize there were limits.”

“I knew you were trouble the second you sat on my lap and gave me a boner in front of my girlfriend.”

Home is wherever your heart is. And mine is with Canyon Voss. My enemy turned lover. My stepbrother with benefits. My hypothetical cat’s other daddy. Home is him.