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“No…” She trails off after admission. “Not right now.”

“Meaning, not with me,” he corrects her. “I can deal with that.” He admires her face and lowers his lips against hers in a tender movement of affection. It’s slow and precise, but it’s also short enough that V can’t try to deepen the kiss before he pulls away.

“Open your eyes, Verena.” When she does, he follows with, “If you’re a chess piece, which one are you?”

He stares into her eyes while she slowly admires his facial features up close. I wonder if she can see the similarities between us.

“It’s obvious,” she mutters while she’s looking at his lips. She lifts her gaze so they’re sharing a look. I can tell there’s not a hint of fear in her eyes at the moment. “I’d be the Queen.”

“So bold. I’d say you’re delusional and cocky,” he argues. Yet his hand is back between her legs. She stares at him in intrigue and confusion—the emotions dancing in her uniquely colored eyes.

“Did you think I didn’t want to see your face as you cum all over my fingers?” he offers and doesn’t wait before slipping his two fingers back into her pussy.

“I… you…” She needs a few seconds before she mutters, “You didn’t even introduce yourself.”

“Ares H. Albrecht,” he groans against her lips and kisses her before she can say anything more.

She can’t hide the realization in her eyes as the emotion washes over her face, but it only morphs into lines of relief and pleasure as Ares takes the lead and begins pumping into her hard and fast.

“W-Wait. Too fast,” she whimpers and tries to squirm in place, but Ares pins her with ease while he keeps up his pace.

“You can’t get away from me, Canary,” he grunts. “I’ll show you how I can make you have the best orgasm with these two skillful fingers instead of your plastic cock collection.”

“A-Ares, you… can’t… fuck,” she curses, and I can see her resistance. She’s fighting not to cum, but those strings of restraint are fading, second after second. Her pants grow shallow, and seeing her try to resist Ares with no prevail turns me on in a sick way.

This is where I’m supposed to intervene.

Yet I’m stroking my cock again faster, to the rhythm of my little brother’s fingers that pump into her dripping pussy.

“Ares,” her pitch goes up while her pleading whimper of his name only encourages him to pump faster. She’s not telling him to stop, and even if she did, I don’t think he would.

He’s too far gone now.

“You’re gonna drench your Ruthless King’s fingers, my Dirty Canary,” he growls in anticipation while carrying a sinister smile. “Let me see you come undone,Verena.”

It has to be the way he says her name, matched with how he suddenly sinks his fingers deep into her pussy, that has her crying out in ecstasy.

The sound is swallowed by Ares' greedy mouth, but not before I grunt and do everything to keep my mouth shut as I jerk myself enough to send me over the edge.

I feel the hot, sticky load coat my hand and run down my length, but I can only center my attention on how Verena arches into Ares as he purposely drags her orgasm further by pumping into her until she’s quivering with aftershocks.

He only stops when her hand shoots out and grasps his wrist. Her gasp follows with a cry out, another set of tremors consuming her as she rides out what has to be a second orgasm.

There’s that bubbling sensation of envy as I watch the way V pants to catch her breath.

Her pale face is flushed with color, her red lips parted to help her breathe better. Her messy silver locks and how those pebble nips are hard and shooting laser beams against the white fabric of the shirt she’s wearing look so fucking good on her, it’s driving me insane.

What entices me the most is the dancing flare of lust in her eyes. Whatever specs of anger that were originally there for show are long gone, replaced by dilated pupils that prove just how much she enjoyed that.

Just his fingers.

“Couldn’t let you be too loud,” Ares says with a wink. “Don’t want Domino finding out I enjoyed your luscious body first.”

“Why is that?” she mutters as disdain takes over her expression.

She now remembers her predicament.

“Domino is a control freak. Loves to be the first for shit. Don’t blame him, but it’s your task to learn more about your Ruthless Kings from them personally,” he encourages and proceeds to lick his dripping fingers.

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