Page 73 of Forbidden Harvest

A dark chuckle escapes my lips. “You want more bloodshed? You’re a little monster, aren’t you?”

She whimpers, her thighs clamping around my hips as I lift her. My hardness presses against her core, making her gasp. “Please, Jared... I need you.” Releasing my cock from my pants, I tear her panties off and slam into her.

The moment she envelops me, a groan tears from my lips. Her nails dig into my back as I pound into her, our bodies slick with Leon’s blood.

“More, Jared... Harder...” she cries, tossing her head back in surrender.

I bite her earlobe, whispering, “That’s it, baby. Take your stepbrother’s cock nice and deep.”

Our bodies move in an urgent rhythm, flesh slapping against flesh. Our passion fills the empty warehouse, along with our grunts and moans.

Her nails digging crescents into my back, and I suck on her neck while I slam into her. Her breathless cries fill the warehouse, echoing off the metal rafters.

“That’s it, baby,” I groan, stimulating her clit with my thumb. “Let me feel you squeeze.”

She keens, her entire body trembling. Her cries mingle with the throb of my pulse in my ears, and I know I’m close. So fucking close. But I want this to last. I pull out, tearing myself away from her.

Aria’s eyes shine with a mixture of lust and something more—something darker. She sinks to her knees, her hands wrapping around my length.

“There’s my good girl. You want to taste yourself on me?” I groan, my fingers threading into her hair.

“Mmhmm...” she hums, her pink tongue darting to lick the tip. “I want it, Jared.”

I tug on her hair. “Tell me who I am to you, Aria.”

“My stepbrother,” she whispers, her breath hot against my cock. “My dirty, twisted stepbrother.”

“That’s right, baby. And who owns that pretty mouth of yours?”

“You do,” she moans. “It’s all yours, Jared.” She wraps her lips around me and takes my dick deep into her throat.

I tangle my fingers tighter in her hair, guiding her. “Then suck me like you mean it. Show me how much you love your stepbrother’s cock.”

She hums her response, her eyes flicking up to meet mine as she bobs her head. Her lips slide up and down my length, her tongue swirling. Her hands grasp my thighs, her fingers digging in as she takes me deeper.

The sight of her kneeling before me with that man’s blood smeared on her clothes and her mouth wrapped around my cock, is almost too much. I tighten my grip on her hair, my hips bucking as I thrust into her mouth.

“Yeah, that’s it,” I growl. “Swallow me whole.”

She moans, sucking harder, her tongue swirling around the head of my cock before pulling back. “Mmm, you taste so good, Jared.”

“You like that, huh? You like tasting yourself on me?”

She nods, her eyes sparkling with lust. “I love it. Love knowing I’m the only one who gets to taste you.”

I tug on her hair. “Tell me you’re mine.”

“I’m yours, Jared,” she breathes, eyes shining with desire. “Always and forever.”

My control snaps. Spinning her, I bend her over a crate. Her hands brace as I grip her hips and thrust into her from behind. “Is this what you want, Aria? Your stepbrother to fuck you like this?”

“You know it is.” Aria’s breathy response fuels my need to dominate her.

I bury myself deep, our bodies slapping together in a wild rhythm. Her nails dig into the wooden crate, leaving marks as she cries out. My hands grip her slender hips, holding her in place as I thrust into her violently. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the warehouse with a primal beat.

“You like it rough, don’t you, little sister?” I growl, my teeth grazing her shoulder.

“Yes!” she moans, her back arching. “Harder, Jared. I want it harder.”

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