39. Jared

39

JARED

A ria and I huddle on a bench, our backs turning to the world. The nights are growing colder, a reminder that winter is approaching. It's been three days since we left home, and I can sense her uncertainty as we plan our next move. After a moment of comfortable silence, she speaks, her voice soft yet resolute.

"We can't keep running forever. I will go with you anywhere, but we need a plan."

I nod, my chin resting on her head as I pull her closer, sharing my warmth. "I've been thinking about that too. We'll need to cross into Canada. It's our best chance to lose them."

She lifts her head, her eyes searching mine. "Won't law enforcement look for us there, too?"

"Maybe. But it's our best shot," I assure her. "I have a contact who can get us new identities, and we'll be long gone before they know it."

Aria bites her lip, her eyes flicking downward as she considers. Then, with a determined nod, she says, "Let's do it. I'm prepared to face whatever comes our way."

I press a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Okay, I'll call him now."

Disentangling myself, I dial his number. "Still able to get me those passports?" I ask when he picks up.

"Of course. If you have the cash, I can meet you in one hour. I'll text you the location," Leon replies.

He's a piece of shit low life, but he can get what I need. "Great, see you then." I end the call and wrap my arms around Aria.

"He's agreed to meet. We should get back to the car."

I hold her close, my nose buried in her hair. I'll do whatever it takes to keep her safe and give her the fresh start she deserves. In this moment, she's not just my stepsister, but my partner in crime, my companion on this wild ride.

I feel Aria's eyes on me as we sit huddled together. She's asked about my childhood before, and I've dodged the question. But I know I can't avoid it now. She's my everything, and I owe her the truth.

"Jared," she says softly, taking my hand. "Tell me about your life before you came to live with us. Please?"

I steel myself, taking a deep breath. "It wasn't pretty, Aria. I never really had a mom, not like other kids. My dad—your stepdad now—left when I was four. He packed up and disappeared. After that, it was just me and my mom, if you could call her that."

I pause, the memory bitter. "From then on, I had to take care of us. My mom... she started drinking, then moved on to harder stuff. I made sure we had food and that the bills were paid. I learned to cook from TV shows and did laundry by trial and error. I even forged her signature on school forms when I was six."

I let out a laugh, void of humor. "I guess it taught me to be self-reliant. But it wasn't a real childhood."

Closing my eyes, I continue. "The day she died, it was a Tuesday. I came home from school, my backpack heavy. The apartment was too quiet. I found her in the living room, lifeless, with a syringe by her side."

Aria squeezes my hand. "That's terrible."

Clenching my jaw, I confess, "I stood there, frozen. I expected grief, but instead, I felt... relief. No more worries about bills. No more cleaning her vomit or hiding her habits. No more pretending for child services. I felt nothing. Only calm."

As I recount this, I remember a promise I made to myself—to never let anyone control me again. Yet here I am, bound to Aria.

Leon's text is a welcome distraction. "Come on, we've got the location." I stand and offer Aria my hand.

We walk back to the car in silence, and then I drive toward the warehouse on the outskirts of town. As I pull up it's the kind of place I'd expect where shady deals go down.

We enter the warehouse to find Leon, a greasy-haired man. He dares to appraise Aria obviously in front of me, making Aria tense.

Leon flashes a toothy grin, revealing stained teeth. "Right on time. Got something special for you two lovebirds." He winks at Aria, and I feel my anger heighten.

We follow him inside, the air thick with rust and decay. Leon offers an envelope from his jacket before pulling it back. "Your lady is something special. That pretty face wasn't expected. The price has gone up."

My voice low and calm, I warn, "We had a deal, Leon. Don't ruin it."

Leon steps forward, his gaze raking over Aria. "A trade? A favor for a favor. One blowjob and the price goes back down."

In an instant, red-hot rage consumes me. I don't even think; I just act. Grabbing a knife from my jacket pocket, I slam it into his stomach. Leon's eyes bulge in surprise, his mouth opening to scream. But I'm already tearing the blade upwards, gutting him like the pig he is.

Aria gasps, her eyes wide, as Leon crumples to his knees. I pull her close, wrapping an arm around her. She should be afraid; instead, her pupils are blown wide with desire.

"Jared..." she whispers. "Oh God..."

I glance down at Leon, his lifeless body slumped on the floor. "He got what he deserved, baby. I'll always protect you."

Trembling, Aria's eyes are glued to the spreading pool of blood. "You killed him... for me."

Pulling her tight, I trail my lips along her neck. "Always, Aria. I'd burn the world for you."

The scent of blood is heavy in the air as I lead Aria away from Leon's lifeless body.

She's not afraid; her eyes burn with desire. Her thighs press together, her breath short gasps. I push her against the wall, my lips crashing down on hers. My hands claim her body. She moans, scratching and clawing.

"You're so fucking beautiful," I growl against her mouth, tasting the salt of her skin. "You like it when I get my hands dirty for you, don't you, baby?"

She nods, eyes hooded with lust. "Yes... God, yes... More."

A dark chuckle escapes my lips. "You want more bloodshed? You're a little monster, aren't you?"

She whimpers, her thighs clamping around my hips as I lift her. My hardness presses against her core, making her gasp. "Please, Jared... I need you." Releasing my cock from my pants, I tear her panties off and slam into her.

The moment she envelops me, a groan tears from my lips. Her nails dig into my back as I pound into her, our bodies slick with Leon's blood.

"More, Jared... Harder..." she cries, tossing her head back in surrender.

I bite her earlobe, whispering, "That's it, baby. Take your stepbrother's cock nice and deep."

Our bodies move in an urgent rhythm, flesh slapping against flesh. Our passion fills the empty warehouse, along with our grunts and moans.

Her nails digging crescents into my back, and I suck on her neck while I slam into her. Her breathless cries fill the warehouse, echoing off the metal rafters.

"That's it, baby," I groan, stimulating her clit with my thumb. "Let me feel you squeeze."

She keens, her entire body trembling. Her cries mingle with the throb of my pulse in my ears, and I know I'm close. So fucking close. But I want this to last. I pull out, tearing myself away from her.

Aria's eyes shine with a mixture of lust and something more—something darker. She sinks to her knees, her hands wrapping around my length.

"There's my good girl. You want to taste yourself on me?" I groan, my fingers threading into her hair.

"Mmhmm..." she hums, her pink tongue darting to lick the tip. "I want it, Jared."

I tug on her hair. "Tell me who I am to you, Aria."

"My stepbrother," she whispers, her breath hot against my cock. "My dirty, twisted stepbrother."

"That's right, baby. And who owns that pretty mouth of yours?"

"You do," she moans. "It's all yours, Jared." She wraps her lips around me and takes my dick deep into her throat.

I tangle my fingers tighter in her hair, guiding her. "Then suck me like you mean it. Show me how much you love your stepbrother's cock."

She hums her response, her eyes flicking up to meet mine as she bobs her head. Her lips slide up and down my length, her tongue swirling. Her hands grasp my thighs, her fingers digging in as she takes me deeper.

The sight of her kneeling before me with that man's blood smeared on her clothes and her mouth wrapped around my cock, is almost too much. I tighten my grip on her hair, my hips bucking as I thrust into her mouth.

"Yeah, that's it," I growl. "Swallow me whole."

She moans, sucking harder, her tongue swirling around the head of my cock before pulling back. "Mmm, you taste so good, Jared."

"You like that, huh? You like tasting yourself on me?"

She nods, her eyes sparkling with lust. "I love it. Love knowing I'm the only one who gets to taste you."

I tug on her hair. "Tell me you're mine."

"I'm yours, Jared," she breathes, eyes shining with desire. "Always and forever."

My control snaps. Spinning her, I bend her over a crate. Her hands brace as I grip her hips and thrust into her from behind. "Is this what you want, Aria? Your stepbrother to fuck you like this?"

"You know it is." Aria's breathy response fuels my need to dominate her.

I bury myself deep, our bodies slapping together in a wild rhythm. Her nails dig into the wooden crate, leaving marks as she cries out. My hands grip her slender hips, holding her in place as I thrust into her violently. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the warehouse with a primal beat.

"You like it rough, don't you, little sister?" I growl, my teeth grazing her shoulder.

"Yes!" she moans, her back arching. "Harder, Jared. I want it harder."

I oblige, my thrusts becoming more savage. "Tell me you're my dirty little stepsister."

"I'm your stepsister," she whispers. "And I'm so fucking dirty for you."

Fuck.

I'll never tire of hearing her be so filthy. Nipping at her shoulder, I ensure the bite is hard enough to leave a mark. "Beg me to fill you with my cum," I demand.

"Please, Jared... I need it. I need you to fill me with your cum." Her words are a demand and a plea.

"Not yet," I tease, slowing my thrusts to a torturous pace. "I want to make this last."

She whimpers, her body undulating sensuously, trying to get me to speed up. "Please... I need to come again."

I chuckle darkly. "I'm not convinced by your begging. Make me believe that you are gagging for my cum, baby."

"I'm your dirty stepsister. So dirty for you." She pants, her words coming out in gasps. "I want you to fill me up. Breed my tight little pussy and mark me as yours."

My cock throbs at her words, but I force myself to hold back, wanting to push her further. "Tell me why I should breed you, Aria. Tell me what a good girl you are."

"I've been so good for you, Jared," she moans, her voice thick with need. "I let you tie me up and take me any way you want. I've been such a dirty, obedient girl for my stepbrother."

"That's right, baby. And what do good girls get?"

"They get bred," she moans, her entire body trembling. "They get filled up with their stepbrother's cum."

Hearing those words, I lose all control. With a growl, I let myself go, thrusting into her with fierce need. "That's it, baby, take it. Take all of me."

Her nails dig into the crate as I pound into her, our bodies moving together in perfect, filthy harmony. I can feel her tightening around me, her breathless cries filling the air.

I grasp her hips tighter, slamming into her with renewed vigor. I feel her walls clenching around me, her body tightening like a spring. "That's it, little sister. Let it go. Come all over my cock."

Her scream of release is music to my ears, her body shaking as she milks me. With a roar, I release, spilling myself into her. "That's it, baby, take it all. Take your stepbrother's cum."

Aria slumps forward over the crate, her body spent. We stay connected, our heavy breathing the only sound in the warehouse. My hands gently stroke her back, soothing her.

Leaning over her back, she turns her head, and we share a soft, sensual kiss while I'm still balls deep inside her. "I love you, Jared," she whispers against my mouth. "My stepbrother... my everything."

My heart, which I thought long dead, stirs. Dead because my mom, who was supposed to love me, never did. And my dad abandoned both of us when I was only four. My mom cared more about drugs and her next fix than me.

I kiss her, tasting the sweetness of her mouth. "I love you, Aria. My soul mate."

Her eyes shine with a mixture of love and lust as she reaches up to caress my cheek. "No one will ever understand us, will they?"

Shaking my head, I pull her close. "No one, baby. But we don't need anyone else. It's you and me against the world."