Page 19 of Forbidden Harvest

I kick off my shoes and climb between her legs, making her eyes widen. Her chest heaves, and she tries to shrink back despite the restraints.

“Please...” She whispers. “Don’t.”

I pause at the pleading tone of her voice. Then I remind myself that she’ll understand eventually when she accepts we’re supposed to be together.

Dipping my head, I gaze at her cunt. So fucking beautiful. Leaning in, I inhale the scent of her arousal and groan as my dick swells and leaks in my pants. Adjusting my mask, I lift it just enough to be able to taste her.

Confused and scared, Aria’s eyes follow my movements, but there’s a spark there—intrigue amidst the terror—and it drives me wild.

Dragging my tongue through her slit, I taste her for the first time. And fuck, she’s delicious. I groan as the flavour of her explodes on my palate. God, a part of me wants her to know it’s me tasting her—her stepbrother. But not yet.

A stifled gasp escapes her lips, and her hands curl into fists while I explore her pretty pussy, tasting every inch of her and committing it to memory. My girl deserves to be worshipped, and I intend to do that.

Using the tip of my tongue, I circle her clit, and the sound that leaves her lips—half moan and half scream—is the most satisfying sound I’ve ever heard.

Moving my tongue from her clit I push it inside her, lapping up her soaking-wet arousal and drinking it in like a fucking parched man. Aria squirms, her hips bucking as she practically grinds against my face.

That’s it, little sister, enjoy every second of this.

My fingers curl tighter around her thighs as I move back to her clit, sucking it hard.

Her head tosses back, and a string of moans and whimpers escape her lips.

Fuck.

She’s so damn responsive it’s driving me insane. It spurs me on as my painfully hard cock swells harder against the confines of my pants.

All I want is to draw out every ounce of pleasure from her and make this moment last as long as possible, but she’s getting close. Her body tenses, and I know she’s on the brink of no return.

Making sure I speak with an unnaturally deep voice to disguise my true one without the distorter, I utter, “That’s it, princess. Let go for me.”

Her futile resistance is almost nonexistent, but my voice pulls her from the edge.

“Please... I...” She’s struggling to form words, her breath coming in short gasps.

I stop momentarily. “Call my name, Aria. Say it.”

She shakes her head. “I... I don’t know... who you are...”

Goddamn.

I want to hear my name tumbling from her lips, but it’s not time yet. Gripping her thighs tighter, I want to leave marks on her skin. “Tell me who you belong to.”

She whimpers, back arching in pleasure as she teeters on the edge. “Y-you... I belong to you...”

My cock is so fucking hard it’s killing me. “Louder. I want to hear you scream it.”

“I belong to you!” She cries out.

“Good girl,” I purr, returning my mouth to her perfect little cunt. Suckling on her clit, I slide a finger into her pussy, groaning when I feel her muscles tightening around it. When my cock splits her open, it’s going to be fucking heaven.

But right now, I need to feel her climax for me.

“Come for me. Be a good girl and give me everything.”

“Oh fuck!” She screams as I suck harder on her clit, sending her spiraling while pushing my finger in and out of her tight pussy.

I continue to lap at her, drawing out her pleasure, wanting to prolong this moment.

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