18. Aria

18

ARIA

I lie motionless, my skin coated with Jared's cum. Realizing what happened hits me like a ton of bricks, and I can't process it.

Jared.

My stepbrother.

My abductor.

I'd always known he had a screw loose, but this... This is beyond anything I could have imagined. Shame, excitement, and confusion war within me.

Since I was old enough to notice boys, I'd harbored a forbidden crush on my older stepbrother. I'd sneak peeks at his muscular body whenever I could, catching him working out and watching his veins pop and muscles flex. I'd feel a tingle between my legs, and I'd fantasize about him taking me, dominating me. But I thought it was a guilty fantasy, a secret I'd take to my grave.

I thought he hated me.

His body casts shadows on the wall as he paces—a dance of light and darkness mirroring my turmoil. I feel exposed, vulnerable, and conscious of my nakedness.

He stops and looks at me with intense eyes that send shivers down my spine. "You always wanted this. Don't deny it. I've seen the way you look at me."

My mouth goes dry as I swallow, my voice weak as I reply, "It's wrong. It's...off-limits."

A dark, sinister chuckle escapes him. "Off-limits never felt so good, little sister."

His words send a rush of conflicting emotions through me. Fear mixes with excitement, and I'm terrified of what he might do. Yet, a hidden part of me wants to see how far he'll take this—how far I'm willing to go.

I watch him approach the bed, his eyes burning with desire. I know I should resist, but I don't want to. I want to surrender to the darkness that has always drawn me to him.

"Please," I whisper, not knowing what I'm begging for, but knowing I need more.

"Please, what? Do you want more?" He climbs onto the bed, his frame towering over me.

It's so sick and twisted, but I do want more. God. I want him so badly. All I can do is nod, unable to speak as the heat of desire washes over me.

"As you wish," he says, leaning down to capture my lips with his.

Jared's firm lips send sparks through my body. I run my hands over his broad shoulders, feeling his power, and pull him closer.

He growls, sending shivers down my spine, and kisses my neck. I tilt my head back and moan as he bites down gently.

"You like that, don't you, baby?" he murmurs.

Caught up in the moment, I can only nod. He's studied my body's responses without my knowledge, and the realization excites me. He's wanted me for so long and knows how to push all my buttons.

His hands tease my breasts, squeezing and pinching, sending jolts of pleasure straight between my legs. I arch my back, silently pleading for more, but he denies me.

"Not so fast," he says firmly. "I'm in control here. You'll take what I give you and beg for more."

His dominant side reduces me to a quivering mess. I'm putty in his hands, and he knows it.

Teasing me to the edge of pleasure, he pulls back, denying my release. I squirm beneath him, desperate for relief, but he only chuckles, enjoying my torture.

"Please, Jared," I beg hoarsely. "I need you. Please let me come."

"Not yet," he says, his fingers stroking me gently. "I want you nice and wet when you come. Like the dirty little whore I know you are. You'll beg for it, won't you? You'll beg me for my cock."

The degradation fuels my desire. I'm embarrassed by how much I love his dirty words and how my body craves him even more because of them.

"Say it," he demands, his fingers working their magic.

Breathing shaky, I whisper, "I want your cock, Jared. Please, fuck me."

"You've waited for this, haven't you? For my cock to be the first inside you. Saving yourself for your stepbrother." Jared twists the knife of guilt and pleasure in my insides.

My core clenches as I sacrifice my innocence to him, knowing I'm losing a part of myself forever. The taboo nature of our relationship only adds fuel to the fire.

He props pillows under my back, elevating my lower body, and I understand his intention. My heart pounds as I realize I'm about to watch him take me.

"Watch, Aria," he commands. "Watch your stepbrother's cock claim your sweet pussy. See how my thickness stretches you, marking you as mine forever."

He positions himself between my thighs, the tip of his shaft teasing my entrance. A cocktail of emotions swirls within me. He's so fucking big. I want this, but it's wrong on so many levels. I'm about to lose my virginity to my stepbrother.

Jared forces his hips forward and enters me. The sensation is beyond overwhelming. A cry tears from my lips—half from pain and half from pleasure. My pussy aches as I stretch to accommodate his thick girth.

"There it is," he grunts. "Taking your stepbrother's cock like a good girl."

This is what I've always dreamed of—to be possessed by my asshole of a stepbrother. It's wrong, so wrong, but it feels right.

His hips move, thrusting slowly at first, then gaining speed. I feel so full, so alive.

"Oh, fuck, Aria. So tight. I knew you'd be perfect." His thrusts become harder, more urgent, as he continues, "Your pussy was made for my cock. And my cock was made for your tight pussy. This is the first and fucking last pussy I'm ever going to be inside."

I moan loudly, hardly believing what he's saying. "Are you saying you're a?—"

"Virgin? Goddamn right, baby. There was no way I was fucking any other girl. You have always been my one and only."

I've never been so turned on in all my life, hearing my stepbrother tell me he's been waiting for me. This gorgeous man. "I don't get it."

"You don't need to. I've fucking trained myself and learned all I needed to know to ensure I could satisfy you. Spent hours reading your dirty books to learn what turns you on."

My body is on fire as I match his rhythm. The coils tighten in my lower belly, and the pleasure builds like a volcano, ready to erupt.

"You like that, don't you, baby? Knowing I'm so fucking obsessed with you?"

"Yes!" I cry out, no longer pretending to care that this is wrong.

Lost in a haze of pleasure, I tighten my legs around him, wanting him deeper. He grunts and drives into me harder, his cock filling me completely.

I run my hands over his back, feeling the power in his muscles as he moves above me.

Whispering in my ear, he says, "You're so wet for me. So fucking wet. You can't get enough, can you?"

"No," I gasp, my breath catching as he hits a sweet spot within me. "Never enough. I want more, Jared."

Chuckling, he nips at my ear, sending shivers down my spine. "You'll take it harder then? You'll take every inch of me, little sister?"

I nod, needing him to claim me completely. He withdraws and thrusts back into me with force, making me cry out. Over and over, he pounds into me, the bed creaking with each powerful thrust.

Gripping my hips, he leaves marks that I know will bruise. I want his mark on me; I want everyone to know I'm his.

Pleasure builds like a storm, lightning flashing through my veins. "Jared! I'm?—"

"Come for me, Aria. Let me feel you clench around my cock." His voice, thick with desire, urges me on.

The orgasm hits, and I cry out, my body convulsing. Jared continues his relentless thrusts, prolonging my release. Screaming his name, I dig my nails into his back as he slams into me again and again.

Finally, he tenses above me, his breath coming in sharp gasps. "I'm going to fill that sweet pussy of yours."

Knowing he's coming inside me sends me over the edge for the second time. My mind becomes a haze of white-hot pleasure. And it's only intensified by the pulse of his cock deep inside of me as he shoots his cum.

Having orgasmed twice, my body feels utterly spent. My breathing slows

as the intense pleasure wanes.

Fuck.

I just lost my virginity to my stepbrother, and he just lost his virginity to me.

Leaning down, he kisses me. "That was perfect. But don't relax yet. I've got so much more in store for you tonight."

His words send shivers through me. I pull him closer, wanting to hold him despite everything that has happened.

"I'm yours," I whisper, my heart racing as I admit the truth. At this moment, I don't care about the consequences. I want my stepbrother more than anything. And I've never felt more connected to someone, even though he abducted me like a psychopath. He's not the only one who is more than a little crazy and fucked-up.