Page 82 of Under the Bed

His piercing is almost there, almost at the back of my throat.

“No calling for fucking help. Try and…” He thrusts his hips forward, slamming into me again. I cough around him. I hate him. God, I’m so hot for this. “I’ll choke you with my dick for being a brat. Is that what you want?”

What I want is to kill him for humiliating me. For punishing me as if I’m a little girl. For controlling me. For shutting me up.

What I want even more is to suck him off.

The ache and need in my pussy demand that I give him pleasure in return.

After years of missing him, he’s finally here. He risked everything to come back to me.

I stop resisting him altogether, pressing my lips to his cock. Glaring at him. Begging him to go on.

I’m losing my mind.

“Ah, there she is. My Shiloh.” He pummels into my mouth, over and over. His piercing grazes my tongue, my palate. He fucks my throat, harder, faster. I let him. I get off onit. “That’s my girl. Oh,fuck. Fuck. Your lips wrap around me so beautifully. Your fucking throat. Fuck. You’re a whore, you know that? My whore.”

My moan and submission are his. But I need him to touch me. I need his hand there. I?—

Too fast, too abruptly, he stops. Kaleb holds perfectly still as he runs his knuckles along my jawline. They’re rough and demanding, just like him, and I shiver. A full body tremor.

What more could I give him? What would make him touch me? Tears rise again. I’m sick, aren’t I? Desperate for my stepbrother’s cock and degradation.

I arch my back for him. Twist my body toward him.

Please. Whatever it is you’re doing to me, I need it. Please.

“I’m going to bury my cock in your virgin cunt.” Each word is delivered slowly. Strained with the effort to hold back. This cruel man and even crueler lover. “I’ve been saving myself for you, little sister. You’re mine.”

He sinks into me in a brutal shove, and I hollow my cheeks, swallowing instead of gagging. His cock jerks in my mouth in response.

“Stop that.” This new, vicious hold on my chin is a brutal punishment. “I’m done coming in my jeans. Or on your pussy. Or anywhere other than inside your cunt.”

My surprised gasp earns me a rough chuckle. Another shove of his cock down my throat.

“You get it now, don’t you? Why your cunt is soaked? Why you’re willing to do anything I tell you to, just so that you can finally come?” He rubs his thumb on my jaw, but there’s no comfort in his touch. Only more threats. It’s sofucked that I’m melting for it. “Such a needy little thing. You know, you were dripping when I edged you. Your eyes were closed, and your pussy wept for me. You squeezed my fingers, and that’s when I stopped pleasuring you. I meant for you to wake up in pain. With need. You’re exquisite when you’re humiliated.”

We stare each other down, and I hate myself. He’s telling me about how he violated me while I was unconscious. How he gets off on my shame.

Instead of being repulsed, all I think about is coming.

“And guess what?Icame. You have my cum on your clit. On this pretty swollen pussy.” He gathers the spit that dribbles down my chin and rubs it on my cheek. “I’m going to bury myself inside you next. You could choose to let me take you, be a good girl, and not cry for help. Or…”

He thickens in my mouth. His precum is the most delicious, the most horrible thing.

“If you make a sound. The smallest one—anything louder than a whisper, trust that I won’t be merciful.”

His threat takes on a physical form when he drives his hips forward, blocking my airways. Gagging shouldn’t be such a turn-on.

It is a turn-on. I do want him.

My cheeks heat and tears sting my eyes.

“I’ll spend hours deep-throating you. Emptying myself inside your mouth. Waiting to be hard again and start all over. That’s how you’ll spend the night if you’re bad.”

When he removes his mask, it’s another assault on my senses. The sharp lines of his jaw. The insane, possessive glint inhis eyes. The sexy scruff. Every part of him is gorgeous. Exactly what you’d expect of a predator.

“You’ll be quiet for me,” he warns. “Or you’ll learn to be quiet. Hum once for yes.”

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