Page 73 of Under the Bed

My lips open for her and wrap around her nipple, sucking it into my mouth.

Years ago, two vile little fuckers touched her there. Took what wasn’t theirs.

Her. Breasts. Are. Mine.

I’m starving for her, sucking and biting. Tugging and licking.

Leaving my marks on her skin.

A reminder that I own her. Something she’ll shudder at when she looks in the mirror the next day. A view I’ll come so fucking hard to.

I’m throbbing, aching. Needing her hurts on a visceral level. Missing her is an unfamiliar pain—one I understand only now that I’ve touched her like that. Now that I know how right she feels.

But I’m not here for my pleasure alone. It’s her humiliation I’m after.

Dragging two fingers along her pussy tells me I’m getting there.

She’s soaked for me. I can make her body sing for me.

I look down at her.

Hmm. Seems we’ve got a problem here.

Her other breast is still bare from my marks.

Unacceptable.

With my hand splayed on her hip, I lean forward and take it into my mouth. I sink my teeth into her as if I’m trying to draw blood. Suck on it in a way I know would make her cry out in pain.

If she were up.

The fact that she’s knocked out turns me on more. Having her sleeping, bound, and at my mercy.

My prisoner for the night. My sweet, tortured lover.

When both her breasts are red and bruised, I soak my fingers in her arousal again and shove them into her mouth. Her teeth offer a delicious pain, her plump lips a sweet caress.

I never needed this from anyone else. I need all of it from her.

“You like being my slut, don’t you?” I pull on her bottom lip, darting my tongue out to taste her upper one. When I’m done cleaning her arousal, I gather saliva in my mouth and spit into hers. “Yeah, you do. You could’ve hired security to protect you. Could’ve gone to the police. But no. You’ve been waiting for me. Deny it all you like, but you’re mine.”

Another lick. Another spit into her mouth. I was wrong before—heroin’s got nothing on her. On my Shiloh.

She’s a lethal injection and I’m willingly handing over my arm for her.

“You’ve been saving yourself for me. You’re going to get me.” Pressing my fingers to her tongue, I rub my saliva into hermouth. Forcing another part of myself into my stepsister. “You’ll get me in your waking hours. When you sleep, I’ll haunt your dreams, little one. And you’ll love it. God knows I do.”

“Mmm,” she hums.

My cock jumps as her tongue pushes against me. As her lips move around my fingers.

Coming while I finger-fuck her mouth isn’t happening tonight. I’m not wasting one fucking drop in my jeans.

It’s going into her mouth. Her cunt. On her body.

After I mess with her head. Show her just how painful it’s been for me when she’s fucked with mine for years.

Being invaded by her is unsettling. Having her rushing through my veins is a mind-fuck.

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