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I feel myself getting closer and closer, and my cock dripping and swelling to what feels like twice its size. The veins on it are throbbing, and I can feel it's bringing hersomepleasure from the way she clenches down on me with her pussy.
"You can deny it as much as you want, but I know you're enjoying this," I whisper to her, making her whimper even more helplessly. "I'm getting fucking close now. Do you think I'll knock you up on the first try?"
The sobbing comes next, heavy sounds ripping themselves from her lips as she starts whispering something I can't quite make out. But when I do, it pushes me over the edge.
She's sayingmyname, not my brother's.
Mine.
Xavier.
Xavier.
Please, Xavier.
Please save me from this madman.
Over and over again.
I smirk at myself with satisfaction as I finish off my load with one final punishing thrust inside her unwilling pussy. I feel myself emptying my balls inside her, and I groan with a sigh of relief once it's done.
As soon as it's over, I pull out of her. I wipe my cock with the sheets and toss them on top of her.
"Clean yourself up, if you can," I tell her, cruelly laughing at her misfortune before walking out of the room.
Once I'm out, I lean against the door of her bedroom and take a deep breath.
I can't believe I just did that.
I can't believe I pulled off this game. I'm playing with her and she totally fell for it.
I wonder whether or not my threats have worked, whether she's already pregnant with my kid, or how long it's going to take for me to knock her up.
I can't wait to find out.
Lateron,I'minmy office doing some work with Saul in front of me. I know what the question is on his mind but he hasn't asked yet, and I'm not going to give him the satisfaction of bringing it up myself.
But when he does speak he surprises me by not bringing up Tallulah, instead choosing to speak about my brother.
"You never told me much about Xander..." he begins, his voice a little worried as he glances up at me. "I know he's done some terrible things, but you never quite told me what the reason was for your big fight."
"There was no big fight," I hiss, pushing some papers away on the desk. "Xander has always been a thorn in my side. At first I thought I could help him. But soon enough, I realized he was the black sheep of the family. Wherever I went, he would just be weighing me down. An incessant reminder that I needed to take care of him and please my parents by doing so. But I wasn't going to bear it for much longer. So I took matters into my own hands. I took his life."
"What do you mean by that? He's clearly still alive."
Saul's brows knit together in confusion.
"I mean exactly what I said. And we're done with this topic."
He nods knowingly, as if he's fully aware he's overstepped, but for some reason I can't bring myself to stop talking about my brother. There's so much more I want to say... I've never opened up about him to anyone else, but now I find myself having the sudden desire to fill in Saul.
"All you need to know about him is that he's capable of killing and hurting anything with a pulse. He would do this to his own brother, what do you think he would do to you?"
I stand up, pulling up my buttoned shirt and revealing scars that line my body. I'm sure Tallulah has noticed them before, but I don't think Saul has.
The knife scars stretch all over my belly. Even though they're all healed, they're still puckered and a different color from the rest of my skin. I've done my best to try and cover them up with tattoos. Still, they're always there. A silent reminder of what my brother did to get back at me for stealing his life.
"This is his vengeance all over my skin. Revenge for what I did. To think of everything I did for him... Every decision I made to better his life was met with resistance. He was never on my side."
