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Her eyes snap open, her glazed pupils taking in my engorged cock and the way I'm pumping it like a mad man, the sight of her only fueling my own pleasure.

"Come on me," she says, moving on all fours and slowly coming toward me until her face is at eye level with my cock. "Come all over me," she repeats, and it's enough to make me bust, cum shooting out of my dick and all over her face.

She's like a goddess waiting for her offering, lips parted, tongue out, my cum hitting her mouth before settling nicely all over her face.

"Fuck," I groan, the sight of her covered in my seed undoing me.

Marked. She's marked.

She blinks, her eyes focusing on me before a seductive smile appears on her face, her fingers swiping at my cum and bringing it to her mouth.

"I fucking love you Sisi," I tell her, my hand on her nape as I bring her flush against me, holding her captive as I ravage her mouth with my own, tasting myself on her tongue.

Wrapping my hand around her wrist, I bring her fingers to my mouth, sucking them clean and finally tasting the nectar I'd been missing all these months.

And fuck if it doesn't make me hard again!

"I need to get on birth control," Sisi sighs, snuggling closer to me a while later, after we've both taken a shower.

"We're not in any hurry. I told you, we're going at your pace," I tell her, smoothing her hair with my hand, enjoying its silky texture.

"Just to be prepared. I don't want to get pregnant and go through that again."

"Was it that bad?" I ask. I'd read up online about miscarriages and I'd tried to understand as much as I could. Still, that was only the theoretical side, not the more personal one.

She nods, her small hand tightening in a fist.

"I'd already imagined him," she says, "he would have looked like you, with dark hair and black eyes." Her voice trembles, and I know this is hard for her.

I may not have that much experience with this feelings business, but anything that hurts Sisi hurts me too. So I just wrap my arms around her, holding her close and wishing I'd be able to take away some of her pain.

"Tell me about it," I prompt her, thinking that might help her get it off her chest.

And she does. She tells me all about the boy she'd imagined, and how she'd already loved him. Her tears fall softly down mychest as she finally releases everything she's held inside for so long.

Emotionally spent, it's not long before she falls asleep.

Still holding on to her, I close my eyes too, unaware that like everything else, happiness is ephemeral too.

The nightmare has just begun.

16

VLAD

My eyes snap open, my heart beating loudly in my chest. There are a few rays of sun filtering the bars of the only window of the room.

My sister is huddled by my side, her entire body shaking, her lips purple.

"V, wake up." I push at her shoulders, but only a few small noises escape her lips as she tries to open her eyes, her body coiled tightly to preserve heat.

I quickly shimmy out of my thin shirt, laying it on top of her. But as I try to cover her with it, my hand brushes across her forehead and I notice she's burning up.

"V…" I mutter, worried.

We've been here for a long time. I'm not even sure how much time has passed anymore. The only thing I know is that days turn into night and then into days again. Sometimes we are taken out of the room for a medical consultation, but other than that we're just left alone.

The only people we've interacted with have been the doctors, who aren't very talkative. They only record their measurements, and then we're taken back to our cages.

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