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“You’re mine forever. My cum is my mark, my teeth, my fingers… all of you will be marked with me. And, when I’ve got your belly swelling with me, then I’ll fuck your ass. You’ll know. I. Own. Every. Inch.”
She takes my powerful thrusts with a bravery that makes pride swell in my chest. Her walls start to pulse as I grind my thumb on her nub and I’ve never been happier in my life.
“I’m coming inside you, baby. Filling you.”
“Yes, I want to feel it.”
“Then milk it out of me. Show me you want it.”
Her silky walls contract, clutching and gripping in desperation as her eyes roll back, her body going still as her orgasm takes over.
Warmth sprays down my balls, covering my cock and the counter, dripping onto the floor as she explodes. I take her throat in a firm grip, my ownership over her complete as I bellow and roar to the ceiling. My climax blinding me as I finish with a barrage of thrusts, planting myself as deep as her body will allow, pumping the biggest load of my life up against her cervix.
My balls draw up, every drop shooting out in a powerful spray into her tight heat. I nearly black out from the waves of wonder flowing through me. She’s twitching and jerking, panic in her little moans as I hold her throat, feeling her pulse against my hand, and I know.
I know there’s no going back from here.
I keep myself right there, plugging her body as she melts into the counter, her opening like a tight rubber band around the base of my cock, her insides still working the rest of my jizz out of me as her body goes slack.
I draw her upward, my cock still buried deep as I kiss her cheeks, her nose, her forehead.
“I’m proud of you, baby. You were brave and you made me feel so good. Your pussy looked so good stretched around Daddy’s big dick. Get used to that. That cock is yours now, to take care of.”
I gather her against my chest, her body so small and soft. Keeping her mounted on me, I think about the fact she could be bred with me already. She will never get away. No one will take what is mine. I’ll paint the streets red with blood before that happens.
She’s my sister, my cock whore, my baby. And soon, I’ll make her my wife.
She’s perfection. And she’s all mine.
CHAPTER 9
James
By 4:45 I’ve got my duffel packed and the driver is coming at 5:30 to take me to the bus.
I don’t want to fucking leave her.
Her scent spins in my nostrils and around my heart, making me fucking ache.
I do my best to focus, to steady my breathing as I gather the items delivered earlier from the kitchen and work my way up the stairs.
It’s hard when you are six foot four and two-thirty to be stealthy but seems I’ll manage miracles for what I need when it comes to my new baby sister.
The sight of her lithe lower legs sticking out from the white sheets has my balls ready to burst again. Her mouth is open, hair scattered over her face and her tits. Jesus, those tits.
Her breathing is steady and deep as I set down the syringe and numbing cream on the edge of the bed, gliding my fingers through her hair, exposing her shoulder. She’s wearing the Savages t-shirt I gave her, looking like a child in the miles of fabric. She’s a contrast of sensuous and innocent. Small enough to be a child but her curves and her tits and her ass, all woman.
I pinch the neckline of the t-shirt and watch her face as I pull it down. She’s got a little freckle right in the spot where Lance Brady the guy that used to work in the CIA that got me the tracker told me to put it. I draw back the sheet and comforter, admiring the way her tiny legs are tucked against each other, the hint of the curve of her ass just below the hem of the t-shirt.
Her pussy is right there. Right. Fucking. There.
I’m so whipped, I know it, but I don’t care.
A part of me realizes this is psychopathic what I’m about to do, but the bigger part of me doesn’t give a shit. She’s mine and I keep track of what’s important to me.
I work in silence, rubbing the lidocaine on the surface of her skin in a circle the size of a quarter. My dick is already thick and fucking aching for her again. It doesn’t help that she’s got that sugar bubble scent combined with the hint of her pussy drifting up to turn my brain into lust-fire.
She lets out a sigh and stretches, her legs extending. I have to ease off the mattress and reposition myself so she doesn’t touch me.
