Chapter 6

I scream.

I can’t help it.

It hurts.

More than I thought it would.

“Fuck yes,” Dad pants, pulling out and then ruthlessly jamming back in.

I holler again and Dad clutches my body to him.

“Dad, slow down!” Dominick shouts, ripping at Dad’s shoulder.

But Dad just thrusts even harder. “Let me hear it, baby. Scream for Daddy.”

And I do.

I don’t know what’s happening. I feel like I’m being torn apart. He’s so huge. Too big. Too big.

And I don’t understand the things he’s saying.

His voice is… there’s still affection there, but it has an edge. Dark, almost mean. And what he’s doing—

He pistons in and out of me, just using me. Using me for his pleasure.

Because when I open my eyes, I see his pleasure so clearly on his features. His forehead is scrunched in concentration, his mouth slightly open. I’ve never seen him look so… raw. Passionate. Still wild. Still gorgeous. But in a barbaric way.

“You’re so fucking tight, little girl,” he pants. “You’re my good girl. You waited for us. What a good girl.”

“Dad, stop it,” Dominick calls again, “slow down, don’t hurt her!”

But Dad’s lost in the haze of what he’s doing to me. He leans over, I think to kiss me. Instead of landing on my mouth, though, his lips land on my upper cheeks. He’s kissing away my tears.

His tongue teases between his lips and then I’m not sure if he’s kissing them away so much as tasting them. His movements slow too, though, so that when he next thrusts in, it’s a long, languorous stroke.

And for the first time, I don’t feel pain, so much as fullness when he does it. I gasp instead of grunt in pain and Dad smiles against my cheeks.

“That’s right, baby. You feel how big Daddy is inside you? That’s Daddy’s big cock fucking you so good.”

My chest rises and falls and my eyes shoot open as I look up to meet his gaze. His words are so wrong. Screwed up beyond belief.

But he looks so lost in the moment as he says it. So lost in me. He drops his gaze and looks down our bodies to where he moves in and out of me. In and out.

He squeezes his eyes shut and his entire face knots in pleasure. His pace picks up. “God. Fuck. Dom, kiss your sister. I can’t take care of her right now. She’s too fucking tight. Milking my dick so goddamn good.”

Dominick’s eyebrows are drawn together in distress. His eyes flick back and forth between my face and Dad’s like he’s not sure what to do. He caresses my hair and down to my shoulders.

“Shh, it’s going to be okay, beautiful,” he whispers, sounding both upset and like he’s trying to be reassuring. He leans down and drops the softest kiss to the top of my forehead right at my hairline.

In contrast to Dad, who’s gone back to driving me into the bed he’s plowing my vagina hard, Dominick’s kisses are so butterfly soft I can barely feel them at first. His hand comes to my cheek.

“You’re doing so good,” he whispers, lips brushing back and forth across mine. “I’m so sorry the first time has to hurt. We’ll make it feel good now, I promise.”

And then he kisses me a little more deeply, but so, so achingly slowly. All the while, his gentle hands come to my body. Tentative hands explore my breasts. Confusing and heartbreaking because he was rough with them last night. Now he caresses and drops down to worship gently with his mouth.

As hard as Dad is, Dominick is all soft.

It’s the same when Dominick’s hand moves south and he begins teasing at the bud he brought to life earlier even as Dad continues jackhammering in and out just an inch lower.

And always, Dominick’s mouth continues its worshipful exploration. Down my neck. Latching onto my nipples.

Dad’s dirty tirade never lets up either. Words I’ve heard before, but pouring from his mouth, they’re shocking. Horrifying. Electrifying.

“Never want out of this cunt. Goddamn, gripping me so good. I’m gonna stay in my baby girl forever. Fuuuuck. So fucking good. That’s right. Grip Daddy’s cock so good. Never gonna stop plowing this tight little pussy.”

Dominick’s hand on my sex starts circling.

I can’t believe the haze of pain has faded enough for pleasure to start rolling through my body again, but it does.

“Fuck, she just clenched so good on my dick when you did that, son,” Dad said. “Flip her and get underneath so you can eat her out. I’ve been wanting to get at that ass again anyway.”

Dom’s head jerks up at Dad. “Not tonight.”

I’m barely aware of what’s going on to make out their conversation, much less decipher the meaning of their unspoken words.

“I take what I want when I want,” Dad says, eyes narrowing on Dominick. “But fine, we already agreed about the first time.”

What are they talking about? They agreed—?

Dominick nods and then before I can even start to—

Dad slips out of me and they easily flip me so I’m facing down on the bed. What now?

“Up on top of Dominick,” Dad orders.

“I— What?” I look up helplessly, seeing Dominick laid beside me, but with his feet where my head are. Now that we’ve stopped for a moment, the panic that I managed to push down ever since it all began is starting to bubble up again.

This is insane. I don’t know what I’m doing. I feel like I’ve fallen down some rough sex-themed Alice and Wonderland.

My body is high and thrumming with need but also sore. I’m confused and I don’t know what’s going on and—

“Like this,” Dominick says, putting his hands on my hips and urging me down the bed. “Come sit on my face, beautiful. I want to make you feel good again.”

“I don’t know if—”

But my paltry hesitation is ignored as Dominick lifts one of my legs over his chest and settles me upside down on top of him so that his mouth has perfect access to—oh holy mother of God.

He sucks just my clitoris into his mouth. Yes, I know the name for it too. I just never even let myself think it or acknowledge it. But, oh hell, Dom sucks my clit so good. He tongues around it and then laps at it till I’m squirming and panting and letting out little whines.

“Fuck, I can’t stand those noises,” Dad says. “I gotta get back in there.”

And then walks around the side of the bed until he’s standing behind me. He grabs my hips and then his cock is back. There’s only the slightest pinch now and then the fullness. Such fullness while Dominick continues worshipping me with his tongue. When Dad thrusts in, he hits at a different angle than before. So deep it steals my breath.

“Look at that tight little ass.”

Smack.Dad’s hand comes down hard on my ass cheek. “Fuck, I just want to ride your little virgin ass so hard. Just demolish and fucking desecrate you.”

The noise of our bodies—the indecent sex noises of skin slapping against skin, Dad’s low, animal grunt every time he bottoms out, my high-pitched whine as Dominick takes me higher. I don’t know how much more I can take. I bow my head low on Dominick’s abdomen, I’m both exhausted and wired at the same time. His cock bobs up and lays flat on his stomach near my face.

Am I supposed to be doing something with it? Sucking him like he is me?

Oooooooh God. He is making me feel sooooooo good. I reach forward and lick the angry red, bulbous tip of his cock, but he moves his hips away from me.

Guess that answers that question. I drop my head back against the hard ridges of his abs and let myself ride higher and higher on the peak of pleasure.

“Do you feel your Daddy fucking you?” Dad asks in almost a shout. “Answer me, little girl. Who’s fucking you?”

“You are.”

He spanks me hard.

I yelp and buck against Dominick’s mouth.

“Who’s fucking you?” he shouts again.

Why? Why is he making me say it?

Dominick’s mouth pulls back right when I need him to suck. Oh God, just suck harder and send me over the edge already.

I press down against his mouth, his face, but he won’t give me what I need.

“My daddy is fucking me,” I finally whisper.

Dad leans closer, then bites my ear lobe, not too hard, just enough to sting. “Who is fucking you? Louder!” He jams his cock in deeper than he has yet.

“My daddy is fucking me!”

Dominick latches on to my clit and sucks.

Dad roars and punches his pelvis into me twice more and then he shoves in and holds me so tight, I can feel him shudder and shake.

I cry out as I come along with Dad, him buried deeper than I ever would have thought possible inside me.

One fucked up, entangled-beyond-belief family.