Page 13 of Claimed By my Stepbrother
Everything about her, even—or maybeespecially—her feisty attitude, turns me on. She could do so much better than me, but I’m selfish when it comes to her, and I’ll do everything in my power to hold onto her.
It takes every bit of willpower I possess not to grind my erection into her perfect ass. It’s an exquisite torture, but after the day she’s had—and now the scare—I’d never risk pushing her too far, too fast.
She’s quiet in my arms, only her fidgeting indicating she’s still awake. “I’m sorry, Sirena,” I whisper. She turns to face me, and I can just make out her delicate features in the darkness.
“It’s okay, Knox. I—I was scared. But, for some reason, I feel.. safer with you around.” Her admission frees me from the guilt I was drowning in.
“I swear, babygirl. Youaresafe with me. Safer here than anywhere else. I would die protecting you.”
She sighs in response, moving her body against me, so close that I can feel the heat from her pussy on my cock through the layers separating us. Her core brushes over my erection as she leans up, her lips whispering over mine, waiting for me to come the rest of the way and claim her mouth.
I devour her mouth quickly, needing the reassurance of her body moving in ecstasy against mine. Her arms sling around my neck, holding me close to her, her leg snakes over my hips, and she begins to grind herself on my erection shamelessly.
My hands have a mind of their own, one tracing slowly down her back and settling on the perfection of her ass. The other moves up to the nape of her neck, gripping gently. I don't want to scare her after the incident earlier, but when she responds by biting my lip and grinding harder on my erection, I move my hand into her hair, spearing my fingers through the messy strands.
Her hair is like silk against the roughness of my fingertips. I use my hand to guide her head, changing the angle of our mouths to deepen the kiss.
Finally, gasping for breath, we part, content to lie there and stare at each other in silence.
It's been so long since she moved, and just when I'm beginning to wonder if she fell asleep with her eyes open, she speaks.
"Knox?" Her voice is barely above a whisper, but I can hear the uncertainty in it.
"Yeah, babygirl, " I say softly, my hand stroking soothing circles on her back.
"Before you left earlier, you said…" she doesn't finish her sentence, but I know where she is headed.
"I said I'd be eating your perfect little pussy until you were screaming my name," I provide, sure that I can see a blush spread over her cheeks, even in the darkness..
She buries her head into my chest and nods.God, she's adorable. A chuckle escapes me, and she looks up, glaring at me for mocking her.
"And, you're wondering why I didn't follow through?" She nods again, this time watching me closely. "I wanted to. Believe me, babygirl. I've wanted nothing more than to devour your innocent little cunt since the moment you walked onto that stage. But, I don't want to move too quickly. When you're ready, I want to savor you. Worship you."
She mewls in response, moving her hips seductively against me. "I—I was disappointed that you didn't try anything. At first, I was curious that you'd think anything would happen between us. However, somewhere between when you stormed out the front door and when you left me alone in my room, I knew I wanted something to happen between us, right or wrong."
Her words strike a happiness in me that I have never felt before. She finally knows what I've known since I saw her. No matter the circumstances, we belong together.
"Do you want me to taste you, Sirena? You want to spread your legs for me and show me what no other man has ever seen?" She whimpers in response. "I need the words, babygirl. But know this. If you agree, no other man will ever get the chance to touch you. You will belong to me."
"Yes, Knox," she pants, writhing, desperate for my touch.
"Your wish is my command," I growl, levering myself above her in one quick move. My mouth crushes hers, my tongue delving in to taste her.
Breaking the kiss, my lips skim over her jaw, down her delicate neck, and brush side to side over her collarbone. "Take off your top, baby," I command, needing to see her bare to me.
As soon as her tank is somewhere on the floor, I'm in awe of her perfection, peppering kisses between her sexy breasts. She's moaning loudly, both of us delirious with pleasure.
My tongue circles one nipple, then the other, alternating slowly before nipping her sensitive peaks gently with my teeth.
"Knox," she begs, her hands moving to tangle in my hair. It's not long, but she manages to wrap the strands in her fingers, holding me where she wants me.
"Tell me what you need, baby," I growl, ready to do her bidding. She uses my hair to tilt my head, so I'm looking at her.
"I need you to… to…" I wait for her to finish, needing her to say the words that will release my inner beast. I can tell she wants me to understand her desire without making her say the words, but I'm willing to be patient to get what I want.
"Knox, I—I want you to… to lick my pussy until I scream your name and can't walk right. There. I said it." Her words come out quickly, but she gets them out.
She flops back on the bed dramatically, throwing one arm over her face like admitting her desire for me is the worst thing in the world.
