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Chapter 6
He forced her down on her knees, fisted a hand in her strawberry blonde hair and pulled back so that her chin tilted up and he could clearly see her large doe shaped hazel eyes. His cock jutted out in front of her.
"Suck my cock." He growled.
He braced himself so that one hand was against the tile wall and his feet were against the bench. This allowed him to angle his body for more extreme penetration if this is what he chose.
A devilish grin pulled to his lips as he watched her open her mouth and he shoved his cock inside. He plunged deeply and concentrated on his cock disappearing into her beautiful mouth. His balls slapped against her chin as he rocked his hips and rammed himself down her throat. Fuck! Only a few minutes passed and with complete torture, he pulled out groaning.
"Up." He commanded. Lucas watched her obey. "Turn around."
He grasped her hip and pushed her shoulder to bend her forward. Then he kicked her feet apart with his own to spread her legs. Absolutely perfect. Bending his knees, he angled the head of his hard cock at her entrance and shoved. This was not the careful, indulgent coupling he'd given her earlier. He didn’t give a shit whether she came or not or gave any attention to her pleasure. All he wanted was to exert his power over her. This was pure animalistic fury. He pounded her so hard that her feet kept sliding. Every hard thrust, he gave a loud grunt,
only because it felt so fucking good and he knew her brother was listening.
"You're so...uuh!...fucking...uuh!...tight," he growled out the words between grunts. He felt the jerk of his cock as he shot his cum deep inside her as the water cascaded down on both of them.
When he caught his breath, he pulled out and Reagan backed up against the wall. Ignoring her, he grabbed the soap and washed himself off. He rinsed, took one last glance at her and then left the shower, grabbing a towel before leaving the bathroom. This was crazy; he would not feel bad about what he had just done.
A few moments later he heard the water stop running. She wrapped herself in a towel and then dried her hair with a smaller towel. As she walked out of the bathroom, he guided her to the bed.
His eyes locked with hers. "No restraints for now." He said gesturing her to get under the covers and then poured her a glass of bourbon. "Drink this. Then we should get some sleep."
Reagan drank the liquor in one shot. She wasn't a fan, but right now she needed it. She closed her eyes and shook her head as the liquor left a fiery trail down her throat and warmed her belly. She was utterly exhausted and could barely move. Her arms and legs felt like jelly as she lay down. The clock read four twenty-five. No wonder she was so tired.
Lucas climbed into bed next to her and finished his glass of bourbon. Her rhythmic breathing and her lovely face made him feel strangely sated, almost a feeling of content. Normally every waking moment was about business. Always extending his reach in his corporate deals. Even during sex, he would be thinking about business and the next approach on how to increase his bottom dollar. His sexual satisfaction was the only thing that equaled his drive for wealth and power. But since he had first met Reagan, everything seemed nonexistent to him. Reagan did something to him, that he couldn't even understand himself. His vast corporate empire continued without him, as it should. Lucas hired only the most competent executives that could run his business for several weeks without him, but for once he was free from the burden of his business and could solely focus on the situation that was playing out now.
After blowing out the candle, he closed his eyes as he lay next to Reagan. He needed a good night's sleep to deal with what would happen tomorrow. By mid-morning, his energy would be restored and he would be able to handle Aiden. He smiled to himself as he imagined the shocked gaping look on his face when he found out what was about to play out.
Chapter 7
Reagan stirred and slowly opened her eyes as the morning sun poured in through the window. She sat up and was pleasantly surprised to see that someone had brought up a tray that was laden with scrambled eggs, bacon, toast, and fresh fruit. There was also coffee and orange juice. For a second it felt like every other day. Not the twisted nightmare that came rushing back and consumed her thoughts.
A deep ache tore through her chest as she thought about her stepbrother. How could he do this to her? Of course, they weren't blood, but Jesus Christ, she had lived with him for nine years, as his sister! She had to have meant something to him? Their parents would be completely disgusted to learn what he had done. Even though she had played along for the last year, agreeing to his ridiculous demands, she wasn't ignorant. Reagan was well aware that her step-father had left the family business to both of them to run. Not just Aiden. She was also aware of his ignorant corporate decisions that slowly brought the family business to its knees. But she just played along, not letting on like a good little girl. She ran a hand through her long blonde hair as the anger inside of her slowly built. She was tired of playing this game. He had to fucking pay. And oh god, how she was going to make her stepbrother pay.
But for now, she would continue to play along.
The clearing of his throat caught her attention and her gaze lifted to the armchair that was in the corner of her room. Lucas sat near the window, his fingers steepled under his chin, looking at her with an intense gaze. Something inside of her stirred.
"You're awake," Lucas said grabbing his coffee cup and taking a small sip. "Eat, you'll need your energy little one."
She opened her mouth to make a comment but then promptly shut it. She stole a quick glance at the clock sitting on her nightstand. It was going on noon. Reagan sat up and looked at the food in front of her. It didn't take long to eat most of the breakfast that had been brought up to her. She was so hungry and there was no point in refusing to eat. When she finished her orange juice, she looked at Lucas and asked, "How much longer until this nightmare is over?
He cocked an eyebrow and said, "Technically until midnight but possibly sooner." He stood, grabbing a white sheer babydoll dress that lay on the bench at the end of the bed and then he placed it on the edge of the bed, indicating her to get dressed. “No bra or panties.”
His words forced her mind to wander back to the fact that her own brother had given her to Lucas as a gift. Just the thought alone was sinister and she couldn't wrap her mind around it. How could anyone do this? Treat someone like a thing? Like trash as if she were fucking cattle and that she was merely a business transaction.
Aiden had used her for so long, but she never in a million years would think he was capable of being so malicious and to his own family.
Knowing he did this to her without even blinking an eye made her want to scream and rip his pretty green eyes out, but she knew she couldn't do that. She was ripped from her thoughts when Lucas whispered softly, "He's watching. Get dressed." Reagan's eyes followed his to the corners of the ceiling. She squinted trying to focus in on the little black pencil dots that now came into focus. Reagan was already angry but now that anger turned into rage and consumed her more than she thought she was capable of and the pain stabbed at her heart when the reality of last night came flooding in once again.
That sick fuck had watched everything! Omg! Reagan clutched her chest and her hand covered her mouth as she tried to contain her tears.Then her eyes went back to Lucas who was now standing at the door.
"When you're dressed, please meet me in the library." He gave her a small sad smile and shut the door behind him.
Her hand still covered her mouth as she watched him leave the room, giving her some privacy. Probably to allow her to digest the magnitude of the secret he had just shared with her. Reagan felt a tear roll down her cheek and then sucked in a deep breath and roughly wiped the tear away with the back of her hand. Oh, she was fucking pissed.
She stood up, fully naked and walked to the edge of the bed, grabbing the dress. She was seething inside and knew she had to get a handle on herself. Aiden wanted to watch her get raped, to see her vulnerable and have her most intimate parts be exposed and ruined by a man that he had gifted her too. Well, she would fucking show him.
