Forbidden Pleasure

Elijah

I am not sure if it was the excessive alcohol in my system that made me say what I was thinking, or if it was because of how fucking good she looks pinned beneath me. So close. I have never seen a woman look more appealing than the feisty woman beneath me does right now.

I want her... to taste the honeyed sweetness of her mouth... to feel her skin against mine… to touch her…

My heart races when the heavenly scent of her arousal hits me, and I resist a growl of satisfaction.

Oh, she fucking wants me. The intoxicating scent clouds my senses as I look down at her gorgeous face.

"Why me? What are you interested in?" she asks quietly, trying to pull her wrists free from my hold. I sense the shift in her and look into her eyes. Searching for what she's thinking.

There's so much more to her, so much she keeps inside. I want to break down those walls, to know what is hurting her and destroy it.

Letting go of one of her hands, I run my fingers through her silky red locks, the smell of her shampoo wafting into my nose.

"Is that even a question?" I ask quietly. "How about you stop thinking with your head, Scarlett?" I roll her name on my tongue, relishing in how it sounds.

I run my fingers down her jaw, down her neck, caressing it before travelling down over her lace top, my fingertips feeling even more sensitive. I run my knuckles gently over her breast, feeling her hard nipple. I continue to brush my fingers down her waist, making her suck in a breath as she grips my wrist tightly, stopping me.

She shakes her head. "No. The only reason you want me is because I'm the only woman you can't have," she says bitterly, pushing me away as she tries to sit up.

This time I move off her, my eyes now sharp as I look at her. I don't have an answer to that. I find her incredibly sexy and I know I want her because I find her fucking hot. I want her , regardless of who she is.

"Then tell me, what about you? Why do you get so turned on every time I touch you?" I ask, taking hold of her chin, as a flash of hurt crosses her eyes.

"Don't pretend to try to know me. I have nothing to say to you. Just let go of me and please back off," she pleads. She is about to get off the bed when I grab her by the wrist and pull her close, our noses now mere inches apart.

"You know you want me just as much as I want you. Give in to your desires, sweetheart, and I'll make you feel so fucking good you won't ever want another man to touch you," I whisper huskily, making her breasts rise and fall rapidly.

"That is what I am afraid of…" she murmurs, as our eyes remain locked.

The temptation intensifies. My nose brushes hers and her breath hitches as she turns her face away. Her hair brushes my face and I close my eyes, inhaling her scent.

"Red…" I murmur hoarsely, cupping her face with my free hand. Her eyes flutter shut before she bites her lips and gets up, pulling free as she turns away.

"I can't Elijah; don't make this harder than it already is."

"Stop holding back. Live a little, Red."

The pounding of her heart tells me she's hesitating. I'm so close to getting her to give in.

I take hold of her wrist and spin her around, making her gasp as she stumbles over my feet and falls into my lap, her heart hammering wildly.

Her eyes widen and she looks down and I know she felt my hardened cock. She moves slowly, trying to get up when I grab her ass, making her eyes flutter shut, lithely twisting in my lap until she's straddling me, pressing her lips together as if trying to stop any sound from escaping her.

She holds onto my shoulders, her heart and mind at war. Reaching up, I curl my fingers around her chin, tilting her head towards me.

"Look at me, Red," I command as she avoids looking at me, almost as if she's certain she'll succumb to her desires. She really is a stubborn one...

I want her so fucking bad. Ironic that the woman that I want so badly has to be the first woman who has not fallen to her knees before me. Even though I know she wants me, she held back; heck she's still holding back.

I lean closer, brushing my thumb over her soft lips, studying them up close.

She's perfection personified.

I brush my nose down her cheek. "Look at me, Red," I repeat. "Look at me and tell me you don't want this."

Her eyes flutter towards me, a stunning silver like the moon itself. Her gaze dips to my lips before she looks into my eyes and I lean in. Her silence answers me.

My lips brush against hers tenderly, feeling the tingle. Every single brush of our lips is painstakingly slow. Tantalising… but I want her to feel this, feel how much it turns her on.

My own actions surprise me; I've never treated a woman so softly. Heck if a woman wasn't interested, no matter how rare it was, it never bothered me. I'd just move on. There were plenty of fish in the sea after all. But Red… she's always intrigued me, and the moment I sensed that maybe she saw me as something more than her brother, I pushed it.

I flick my tongue out, making her gasp the moment I run it along her lips, and this time she is unable to hold back that sinful moan.

"Elijah, don't," she whimpers, despite her grip on my shoulders that remains. I throb against her core and her lips quiver as she sighs softly.

"At least allow me to give you a taste of what I can offer…" I murmur, tugging on her lower lip, biting back a groan as I nibble on her plush, plump lips. "Damn, you're so fucking tempting," I groan huskily.

The smell of her intoxicating arousal is dizzying.

"I really don't know about this, Elijah," she whispers, even as her body reacts to my touch as I run my knuckles down her stomach until I reach the zip of her leather pants. "It's… wrong."

I pull her zip down slowly, the sound loud in the silence as she tenses in my lap. I claim her lips in a rough, hungry kiss, one that is fuelled with passion and fucking desire.

My tongue ravishes her mouth, dominating hers. She moans sexily as she wraps her arms around my neck, her hand twisting into my hair as she kisses me back with equal fervour.

She keeps fighting for control, despite knowing that she is losing the battle. I smirk against her lips. It is the first time a woman put up a fight and fuck is it sexy and such a fucking turn-on.

I am an alpha and I love control, but I love the game and challenge even more. I grab her breasts, loving how they feel in my large hands. Just fucking right and damn are these things the perfect balance between firm and soft. I squeeze and grope them, enjoying them fully before I pinch her hardened nipple.

My eyes widen when I realise they are pierced. Fuck… that is hot .

She takes the chance to bite my lip, sucking on my tongue and in turn I pinch her nipple again, making her gasp in pleasure. Her body moves sensually against mine, grinding against my cock that is straining in my jeans.

I now slip my hand into her pants, biting back a swear as my fingers brush her flimsy lace underwear.

Her whimpers only make me throb harder, my hand dipping low and I growl – she is soaking wet.

"Damn, sweetheart, you're fucking dripping," I groan huskily against her lips, kissing her again and slipping my hand under the soaking lace. She gasps when my fingers part her smooth lips with ease, her grip on me tightening.

Oh yeah .

I want to see what she looks like down there. I want to spread that pussy apart and eat her out, but I know her limits. That's going to have to wait for another day.

"Elijah…" she breathes, one hand now tangled in my hair and the other around my neck, her nails raking down it.

She lets out a delicious moan the moment my fingers run along her soaking slit. "Oh, fuck." Pleasure courses through her as I begin playing with her clit.

No longer bothered about holding back, she moans in pleasure, gasping when I slip one finger inside of her. Her eyes widen as she breaks the kiss and stares at me wide-eyed. Her own hazed with lust and need.

She feels so good. "Fuck, you're tight," I say, claiming her lips hungrily once more. I move my finger torturously slow, making her growl and she frowns, pulling away for a second as she looks at me with those pouty lips that look even plumper.

I curl my finger inside of her, watching her eyes roll, her mouth becoming a perfect O, one that I want to fill.

"Harder," she mutters, as she grabs me close and kisses me roughly.

"What's the rush?" I breathe, slowing down before I speed up making her gasp.

"Don't tease," she says, her eyes flashing.

"So then, what exactly do you want me to do?" I ask teasingly, now using my thumb to rub her clit, my middle finger still inside of her.

"Make me fucking come and don't slow down," she warns breathlessly, glaring at me, her cheeks flushed and her eyes blazing with desire.

"As you wish, Red," I say, satisfied by her answer.

"Good, now fuck me harder."

Hearing those words only heightens my own pleasure. I slam my finger into her, inserting another one as she whimpers in pain at the sudden change before she relaxes, moaning in pleasure.

My thumb works expertly on her clit as I pleasure her. Hearing the slick sounds as my fingers pound into her dripping pussy, her illicit moans of euphoria only driving me further to the edge.

She's no longer holding back, her head thrown back as her pleasure builds. Her tits bounce and I wish I could just tear her clothes off right now, but instead, I fondle her boobs.

I feel her tightening around my fingers as she matches my movement with her hips, my fingers buried deep within her. Feeling her walls squeezing around me. I gaze up at her, letting go of her boob and grabbing the back of her hair, I pull her closer.

"Come for me, sweetheart," I murmur commandingly. I kiss her deeply, a kiss that is dominant and rough, sucking on her tongue just as her orgasm tears through her. Her moans of pure ecstasy are muffled by my lips.

I keep kissing her as she remains helplessly in my arms, clinging to me weakly as she tries to recover from her intense orgasm. Her entire body shuddering as she breathes hard.

I give her a few moments to come down from her high, my hand still buried in her pants soaked with her juices. Smirking with satisfaction, I slowly begin to remove my hand. Wrapping my other arm around her waist to support her.

She gasps as I slowly slide my fingers out and then raise those fingers that are covered in her juices to my mouth.

My eyes lock with hers as I lick them slowly, running my pierced tongue along them tantalisingly slow.

I throb hard as I savour the sweet taste, making me only throb more. She looks beyond sexy. My pierced tongue slowly runs over my fingers. She blushes lightly, biting her lip as she watches me.

"You're fucking delicious, but I'm just imagining how that would taste from the source itself," I murmur. She is the tastiest thing I have ever had. Now that I've had a taste, I want more. Way more. "Wouldn't you agree?" I whisper.

Her heart thuds as she looks at me, but says nothing. Our eyes hold each other's gaze, my hands now on her ass as I squeeze it.

"Think about it," I say quietly. "I can show you true pleasure, Red." My tongue darts out to lick her lips, but before I can, her tongue intercepts me, stroking mine erotically with her own. I bite back a groan as she teasingly plays with my tongue, both of us enjoying the way it feels.

She is incredibly hot. She sucks on my tongue for a few moments longer before she kisses me once and then moves back.

"I will," she says, her heart thumping in her chest and I smirk.

"Perfect," I reply cockily. "You won't be able to resist, I know you liked that," I add, slapping her ass hard and making her glare at me.

"Spank me again and I'll whip your ass," she threatens.

"Oh yeah? I'd like to see you try but if you're into whips and chains, I wouldn't mind using them on you, Red," I murmur.

"Don't get too ahead of yourself Elijah. I said I'd think about it," she reminds me, sliding off my lap.

"Sure, take all the time you need," I lean back on my dark blue bed sheets, resting on my elbows. "We both know the answer's going to be a yes."

"Whatever," she says, rolling her eyes. Pulling her zip back up, her smooth skin disappearing inside her pants. I cannot wait to see her naked, and although she's left me with a painful erection, it was worth it.

There is just something about my stepsister that no other girl has and I know this is going to be a game that will end in me being addicted to her to the point of ruin.

I push the thought away, not wanting to ponder on the risks of this new relationship between us. Whatever it is.

Our eyes meet, the hot and heavy mood shifts slightly. The stark truth of what we just did hangs in the very air that witnessed it. We both know we are treading dangerous waters. If this ever got out…

We are meant to be siblings. Our parents would be so fucking angry and disappointed. The pack wouldn't approve either. But call me crazy, however, for me, there is something about the forbidden aspect of it that only makes it more exciting.

She turns away, her lips looking sore, her hair more tussled than normal, her face looking gorgeous with her post-orgasm glow. As she turns, I appreciate that ass as it jiggles when she takes those few steps to the bathroom.

"Red…" I call out as she reaches the door. Her hand freezes on the handle as she glances back. "Whatever the problem is, with Hank or whoever, you will always have me in your corner. Regardless of everything else, I'm your Alpha. I will protect you. Don't think you can't talk to me. About anything or anyone."

Her heart skips a beat, but her face remains unreadable. She simply nods and exits the room, closing the door behind her.

I drop back on the bed; the smell of her sweet juices remains in the air. Next time I'll make sure she returns the favour. Just that thought makes me groan.

Unzipping my pants, I pull my dick out. It isn't hard imagining her when her scent is so strongly lingering in the air. I wrap my hand around my cock as I begin stroking it, closing my eyes as pleasure rushes through me and I picture my sexy redhead having her lips wrapped around my cock like a fucking good girl.

Coming isn't hard either, not when all I have to do is replay what took place here just a short while ago.