Page 52 of You Were Always Mine
I suck her clit again, hard, then let it go, my tongue flicking slow just to torment. Her whole body convulses, she’s sobbing so hard her tears drip down onto my chest.
“Please—please, Kai—I’ll say anything, I’ll do anything, just let me?—”
I hold her tighter, grinding her hips over my face, my words muffled but lethal against her slick flesh.
“Not until you admit you’re mine. Not until you beg like the filthy little sister you are.”
Her scream rips through the room, broken and raw. “I’m yours, Kai—I’ve always been yours—I’ll beg forever—please, please let me cum?—”
And still, I keep her teetering, desperate, writhing above me, her voice wrecked and filthy, until she’s nothing but ruin in my hands.
She’s wrecked above me, thighs trembling, cunt dripping down my chin, her voice nothing but sobs and broken begs. I lap at her clit just long enough to make her scream—then pull back, tongue circling slow, denying her again.
Her nails rip at my hair, her whole body shuddering. “Kai—I can’t take it—I’ll die, I’ll fucking die?—”
I smile into her, cruel, my voice a dark growl against her soaked flesh. “You won’t die. You’ll beg. You’ll bleed for me in words before I ever let you cum.”
She thrashes, shaking her head, sobbing. “I’ve told you everything—please?—”
I bite her inner thigh hard, sucking until a bruise blooms, then drag my tongue back over her swollen cunt, holding her on the cliff’s edge again.
“Not everything.” My grip tightens on her ass, forcing her to grind against my mouth. “Tell me the dirtiest thingyou’ve thought of. The thing you’d never admit. The thing that makes you hate yourself when you cum.”
Her whole body locks, a strangled sob tearing out of her.
I flick her clit, fast, relentless, just long enough for her eyes to roll back—then stop again. “Say it, Scar. Or I’ll keep you like this forever. Soaked, sobbing, aching, never allowed to fall.”
She’s trembling so violently she can barely breathe, her voice shredding as it spills out. “I think about you… fucking me raw in my bed while Mum and Dad are downstairs?—”
My cock jerks, a guttural groan ripping through me.
She screams, the words tumbling faster now, broken, shameless. “I imagine you making me scream your name while they hear—I imagine you owning me so hard they know I’ll never belong to anyone else?—”
I slam her hips down on my mouth, devouring her, snarling into her cunt. “That’s it. That’s the filth I wanted, Scar. My dirty little sister, dreaming of me ruining her under their roof.”
Her cries break into hysteria, her body convulsing, but I still edge her, dragging her through another wave of denial, making her live in that fantasy until she’s nothing but sobs and wet heat on my tongue.
Her whole body convulses above me, thighs quaking around my head, her sobs turning hysterical. I suck her clit just long enough for her back to arch, her scream ripping through the room—then I pull back again, tongue dragging slow and cruel over her folds.
She thrashes, fists knotted in my hair, tears dripping hot onto my chest. “Please, Kai—I can’t, I can’t?—”
“You can.” My grip clamps on her hips, nails diggingin until she jolts. My voice is dark, vibrating against her soaked cunt. “There’s more. The dirtiest thought. The one you’ve never dared whisper. Say it, Scar. Or you’ll never cum.”
Her head shakes violently, her sobs breaking apart. “No—don’t make me?—”
I bite her clit, sharp, then soothe it with slow circles of my tongue. She shrieks, her body convulsing. “Say it,” I growl into her.
Her voice rips raw, strangled. “I think about you… filling me?—”
My cock jerks so hard I see stars.
She sobs harder, the words spilling out broken, shameful. “I imagine you breeding me—cumming inside me so deep I can’t ever wash it out—so everyone knows I’m yours.”
A guttural sound tears from my chest, half-growl, half-moan, my mouth dragging rough across her swollen clit. I hold her pinned there, grinding her against my tongue until she’s screaming.
“Fuck, Scar…” My words are savage, muffled against her cunt. “My dirty little sister, dreaming of me putting a baby in her, marking her so she never forgets who owns her.”
Her whole body shakes, sobs splitting open her throat, her nails clawing my shoulders bloody.
