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Ember

T hings were going from bad to worse, so I took it upon myself to drag Ethan away from the window, ignoring his growl of frustration, and leaned back outside myself.

“Dads, please. Can you just go? This is what I want, okay?” Fuck that, I didn’t want babies, but there was no way out of that now, was there?

“Baby girl, you just have to say the word, and we’ll come in and get you away from him,” dad Dory yelled, looking ready to tackle the front door, despite Ethan’s warning.

“Dad, no! He has some kind of trap rigged up from this side. It’ll give you a shock!” My dads exchanged surprised glances, no wait, not surprised… were they impressed? Typical of my damn dads!

“Your mum wants us to bring you home, Em, she’s worried,” dad Gray said, eyeing my other dad in a way that freaked me out, because they looked like they were plotting together.

“Please, whatever you’re plotting, just don’t! I’m an adult now, and I can make my own choices. I choose Ethan, and you know I always will.”

“Aw isn’t that cute, baby,” Ethan murmured behind me, grabbing my hips and pressing his body against mine, rubbing from side to side. Why is he hard right now? What’s wrong with him?

“Em, just come with us now. We can discuss Ethan, but I don’t think he’s safe to be around right now.”

I rolled my eyes at my dads. “Seriously? Because he’s the bad seed here. You’re both sick perverts and you know it, and mum obviously isn’t much better. Blaze is at least as bad as you, and you know Ash and the twins aren’t normal either. Fucked up is just how we roll in this family.”

“Mmm fucking sounds good right now,” Ethan whispered in my ear, sliding one hand around my front to cup my pussy. Really? Now?

“Ethan!”

It was the strangest thing, to be looking at my dads and trying to talk to them, while a horny man was now sliding his hand inside the front of my clothes, teasing my clit, while he rocked his hard dick against my ass.

“Hurry up and finish, or I’ll be finishing in you, while you’re looking your dads right in the face.”

Oh god! It shouldn’t make me horny, and it was beyond confusing that it did.

“Stop!”

“Em? Is he hurting you? We can come in right now!”

“I’m going to come in , little saboteur,” Ethan said as he shoved my sweatpants down, and started to press his cock inside me. OH god. No. Not while I’m talking to my fucking parents!

“Em?”

No no no, don’t talk to me now! Ethan filled me with his cock, and I couldn’t fight the low moan that rumbled out of me, as my eyes closed, and my head tipped forward.

“FUCK! What’s he doing to her?”

“Uh… Dory? I think he’s fucking her, and for that he fucking dies.”

No!

I shuddered as Ethan pulled back and slammed forward again, filling me like a bastard, when he knew my dads were watching.

“It’s… no, it’s fine. Please go. I’ll call you tomorrow, and we can… oh god … straighten this all out,” I practically screamed the last word, as Ethan filled me again, brutally, and without concern for the fact that my dads could see us, and knew what was happening up here.

“Jesus. That sick fuck.”

“Yeah, like you’ve never done something so fucking wrong. Look, we’ll go, because this is too weird, even for us. So yeah, me and Dory, we’ll go, but you call us by ten in the morning, or we’re all showing up with blunt and sharp objects, and we’ll turn your man into a fucking pinata.”

“Buh-bye, miss you already,” Ethan yelled, laughing as he dragged me hard against him, and buried himself deeper inside me.

“Oh god!”

I watched my dads leave, but they were pissed with a capital… everything . They’d be back, and Ethan wouldn’t survive that.

“Ethan, that was a mistake, dammit!”

He laughed again, sounding exactly like he didn’t give a shit, which he clearly really didn’t.

Ethan

LIKE I GIVE A fuck if her dads are mad at me. I know I’m dying soon, either by their hands, or Ember’s, or maybe mine. In the meantime, I just plan to enjoy her for as long as I have her. I propelled us forward, pinning her against the window, as I started fucking her harder, her head still hanging out and looking down.

She was trying to push back, and it felt fucking amazing, even though I knew it was because she was trying to get back in the window, or away from it, but I held us in place, loving the idea of her being visible at the window, even if nobody could actually see her. It’d make her feel vulnerable, and I liked her that way. Uneasy, on edge, unsure of herself. All of that shit.

I slid my hands around her waist, and grabbed her t-shirt, lifting it up over her breasts, so it was around her neck, baring her bra-less chest to anyone who might be out there. I knew nobody would be, but again, I liked making her feel exposed and helpless. Hell, I could even use it to choke her, if she pushed me too much.

“Ethan, please!”

“Yeah, I’m already pleasing me, but thanks. I appreciate the sentiment.”

“I fucking hate you sometimes,” she yelled back at me, trying to flick one of her legs at me. Was she trying to kick me? Adorable, really. I pinched her nipples hard, and grinned when she squeaked in pain and flinched in my hold. She actually really seemed to enjoy a little pain with her pleasure, and I enjoyed doing it to her, especially when she wasn’t expecting it, and couldn’t prepare for it.

My balls started to tighten and I knew I was about to blow my load, so I looped an arm around her hips, dragging her tighter against me as I unloaded inside her with a ragged groan. Fuck yeah, more cum inside her.

The second I softened my hold enough, she was shoving me away and pulling her sweatpants back up.

“That was so fucking messed up, Ethan! You shouldn’t mess with my dads like that either. You know they’re insane.”

“Baby, I didn’t get you off yet, come here.”

She flipped both middle fingers at me, as she stormed past, looking adorably pissed off, and just as hot as ever. I followed her out of the room, because I enjoyed badgering her, and I knew it was messed up, but it was part of her penance now.

“Come on, babe. You’re letting it all leak out again. How am I supposed to impregnate you, if you keep letting it slide out?”

Her huffy response turned into a squeak of shock, as I lifted her up and carried her to our bedroom, guiding her back into the restraints, while she took too long to realise what I was up to.

Next I slid her sweatpants off, and shoved some pillows under her hips, lifting her so my cum couldn’t keep escaping.

“Damn… look at all this wastage, baby. I’m going to have to fill you again.” I scooped up the wasted cum, and showed her the mess on my fingers. “I’ll have to shove this back in you too.”

“Ugh, that’s disgusting, Ethan. Will you stop it? And get these damn things off my wrists, or I’ll kick you.” Good point about her feet. I should tie those down again now.

“It goes back up inside you, or you suck it from my fingers, Em. Your choice, baby. See? I’m not a complete monster. You get choices sometimes.”

She glared silently at me, so I lifted my fingers to her lips, and she squeezed them into a thin angry line.

“That’s what I thought, baby. Back inside you where it belongs. Once we know you’re pregnant, I’m going to be using your mouth and ass too. Just don’t want to waste my good stuff right now.”

I eased my fingers back inside that warm pussy of hers, slickness easing my way, which was probably mostly my cum she’d been wasting. I took my time to keep pushing it back inside her, pressing deep each time so I knew it was getting to its destination.

What if I got her pregnant by fingering her like this? What if the sperm wouldn’t have made it on its own, but I did it with my fingers. What is wrong with my fucking brain these days?!

Ember was writhing on the bed, as my fingers stroked deep over and over.

“Look how much you like this, Ember. You want pleasure too, right? I can get you off now, but then I’m coming inside you again. I’ll stuff you so full of cum, your ovaries will be drowning in it.”

My beautiful girl glared back at me, even as she squirmed and gasped, like she was still pissed, but she also really liked how it felt. It must have been confusing for her to feel, but it was a fucking pleasure to watch.

Are angry orgasms a thing? I think they are, and I’m hooked already. I teased her G-spot as I rubbed on her clit, and felt it from the inside as her orgasm suddenly rippled through her, a ragged moan coming from her lips, while her pussy practically sucked on my fingers. Hot. As. Fuck.

Still, it made me hard again, so I freed my cock, and eased it back inside her, even as her pussy walls were still quivering around me.

“Fuck… baby, that feels so fucking good.”

“Oh god, Ethan. More,” Ember moaned, lifting her hips to meet mine. That’s my girl. Finally, she’s just giving in, and going for the pleasure she knows I’ll give her.

She looked so beautiful in the throes of passion, her skin pink and heated, her eyes going from wide and intense to squeezed tightly shut, and back again. Her pale hair was spread over the pillow, and practically glowing in the light. She’d been so pretty as a goth, but like this, she was like a fucking ethereal elven goddess.

“Fuck,” I groaned, sliding my fingers into that bright hair and tilting her head so I could kiss her, devouring her mouth as I filled her pussy over and over, ramming deep until pleasure burned its way down my spine, and overflowed into her.