Page 42 of Forbidden Harvest

He gives a ruthless thrust, claiming me with a force that steals my breath. “Liar. Your pussy is clenching around me, milking my cock.” His voice is rough, his grip bruising my hips. “Admit it, baby. You want me to fuck you hard.”

“No!” I cry out. “Please, no more.” But even as I beg him to stop, my body yearns for more.

“Beg all you want, Aria.” His lips curve into a dangerous smile, his thrusts becoming more relentless. “But you won’t escape me. Say it. Admit that you love being fucked by your stepbrother.”

I tear my gaze away. “No! Jared, please, not here. Not like this.” I struggle against him.

“Yes, here. Now.” He punctuates each word with a brutal thrust. “Hearing you say you don’t want it while your pussy is soaking my cock makes me so hard.” His voice betrays his urgency, and he pushes into me harder, filling me so completely it’s overwhelming.

I moan, my body surrendering to the pleasure he’s wringing from me. My head falls back, exposing my neck as I arch into him.

I can’t bring myself to lie anymore. “Oh God, Jared, please!”

“Please, what?” he demands.

“Fuck me,” I sob, all pretense gone. “Fuck me hard.”

The tree digs into my back, and my body shudders with each impact. I can feel the bite of his fingers on my skin, leaving bruises. His thrusts are fierce.

“Say it,” he pants, his lips hovering over my ear. “Tell me who I am to you.”

My response is a whisper. “You’re my stepbrother, and I want you. God, I want you so much!”

At my confession, he groans, his rhythm faltering before he collects himself and slams into me harder.

“You’re my little stepsister, and I’ve wanted you for so long. Say you’re mine, Aria.” His voice is commanding, brooking no refusal.

“I’m yours,” I gasp.

Jared lifts me, his arms coiled taut like steel bands around my waist. He pulls me away from the tree, his eyes blazing with a feral light, and sets me down on the forest floor.

Jared hovers over me, his beautiful blue eyes burning with intensity. I want him with every fiber of my being. My hands grasp his back, pulling him closer, needing to feel the length of his body against mine and the hard ridges of his muscles as he readies himself to take me again.

With a primal growl, he thrusts into me, taking my breath away. He’s claiming me, marking me as his own in the most animalistic way.

His thrusts are relentless, each one pushing me deeper into the soft earth. I cry out, a tangled mess of sensations flooding my body.

The sounds of our passion fill the forest. My cries mingle with his harsh grunts, creating a symphony of desire.

Jared’s hips snap against mine as his thrusts become more urgent, driven by the same reckless hunger that consumes me.

I wrap my legs around his waist, urging him on, wanting him deeper. My fingernails dig into his skin, leaving marks that mirror the ones he’s branding onto my soul. He leans down, his lips crushing mine as his tongue invades my mouth, tasting of sin and lust.

My body coils tighter and tighter with pleasure, spiraling toward the precipice.” Jared,” I moan his name in a desperate plea as I surrender to the pleasure consuming me. My release hits me like a storm, rolling through my body in relentless waves.

“I’m going to come, baby,” he grits out, his voice strained.

I want to feel him come inside me. Want to be overflowing with his cum by the time this week is over. It’s unbelievable, but my body is on the cusp of another climax.

With a primal roar, he lets go, filling me. My body shudders with the force of my second orgasm, my walls clenching around him as he empties himself into me.

We stay joined together as our breathing slowly returns to normal. His full weight presses me into the forest floor, and I feel his heart hammer against my chest.

“That was—” I begin, searching for the words.

“Incredible,” he finishes, his lips curving into a satisfied smile. “I’ve fantasized about taking you like that for so long.”

I swallow, my pulse racing with a sickening guilt. It’s the same each time we fuck, and my orgasm wears off. Feeling guilty and dirty. I’m keenly aware of the stickiness between my legs as his cum drips out of me.

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