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Yes, to knowing that.
Yes, to this.
I craved his control, his cruel, manhandling ways. I craved everything about him, from the battle that raged in his eyes, to the torment he took out on my body. Run or fuck, that’s all there was. Right now, he was done with running.
His fingers worked the button of my jeans, then spread the zipper wide before he shoved them down. One hard yank and I slipped from the sink until my feet hit the floor.
“T,” I whimpered.
He spun me around until I stared into my reflection in the bathroom mirror. But it was his face I saw. His dark eyes that met mine. He slipped his fingers along my crease, yanking the elastic of my panties down.
One hand moved to the middle of my back and gently made me bend. “Spread your legs, princess, and tell me how much you fucking missed me.”
My chest pressed against the cold counter as his fingers pushed in. “I missed you,” I whispered.
“What was that?” He drove his fingers inside me, then slid them along my crease, reaching between my legs to find my clit. “I couldn’t quite hear you.”
The force of his body pinned me to the counter. I couldn’t move, even if I'd wanted to, and Christ, I didn’t want to. I clawed for a hold, opening my legs as far as the jeans and my panties around my knees allowed.
“I m-missed you,” I stuttered.
He thrust his fingers inside, stretching me,fucking me,stroking that part of me that made me tremble. “How much, princess?”
I gripped the counter as our gazes met in the reflection. “So fucking much.”
There was a twitch in the corner of his mouth. This was the punishment he wanted to inflict. Berating me with every thrust of his touch as he reached for his zipper with his other hand. “This cunt is mine, do you understand that?”
“Yes.”
“This heart ismine.” Those haunting dark eyes were fixed on mine as he grasped my thigh and yanked upwards, splaying my pussy wide. “You know what else is mine?”
My knee slipped, angled against the edge of the counter. He unbuttoned his jeans, shoved them down and, with one hard thrust, drove his cock inside. “Your fucking life. Your…” Thrust. “Fucking… life.”
I bucked with the invasion and shoved my hands out, desperate to grab anything as he rammed home.
“No one touches it,” he growled and slammed home again. “No one fucking gets to have it…only me…only…us.”
Us…
My stepbrothers. I grasped the faucets, driving my body backwards, meeting his thrusts.
I barely had a second to adjust to my stepbrother's raw fucking before he pulled out. His eyes were wide. His breaths, savage. I’d never seen anyone so quietly unhinged. “You're mine, Ryth. You’ve always been mine. No one, and nothing, will take you from me, do you understand that?”
I saw the fear in him then, fear that I’d be taken. Fear that I’d be killed. All he’d known was loss. He was stained with it, from his anger to his consuming need. He drove himself to the edge for me and beyond. Maybe there was no coming back for him…maybe there was no coming back for any of us. But I was here. I was here and there was no going back for me. Not now…not ever.
“Then make me yours.”
His breath stilled, and the whole world stilled with it. My skin prickled with the intensity of his gaze as he slowly looked down to my pussy on display, still clenching and pulsing from the brutality of his hunger. He reached out, splayed his fingers wide, and cupped my ass.
His touch was slower, softer and searching. As though I hadn’t been real until this moment. The muscles of his throat worked as he swallowed.
“They won’t take you from me,” he said with chilling certainty. “No oneis going to take you from me.”
He slipped his fingers along my crease, spread my lips, then entered me again. I bit my lower lip and bent my spine, reveling in the feel of him.
“Do you hear me, little sister?” he urged, thrusting more slowly this time. “No one is taking you from me.”
I moaned with that slow, demanding stroke and drove back against him.
