Their Stepsister Page 4

  “Trust me, sis, I can’t wait to have my cock in that tight little pussy of yours but I think Luke should be the first one in there. So right now I’m practicing a lot of self-control by not taking you. Besides, this way I get your ass cherry. I’ve always been an ass man,” he says with a wink. I squeal with shock when Logan flips me onto my belly and bites my ass lightly. He laughs and I remember how much I love playful Logan.

  Rolling back over to look at him, I ask what I’ve been dying to know. “What now?”

  Picking up his discarded shirt from the floor, Logan moves to wipe his cum from my body. “Now you seduce Luke.” He says it so matter-of-factly that I stand up in utter shock, completely forgetting my nudity.

  “What? How can I possible seduce him? When he stormed out of here he was so pissed and I think maybe a little disgusted. I don’t think he likes the idea of this.” I motion my fingers between us.

  “Trust me, princess, he wants you. And if he’s pissed about anything it’s the fact that I got the first taste of you.” He picks me up and throws me onto the middle of the bed. “Don’t move,” he growls, leaving my room only to return moments later with a tie in his hands.

  “Hands on your head,” he demands. He quickly grabs my wrists and binds them to the slats in the headboard.

  “It’s time to get some sleep. I’m beat and tomorrow we’re going to have to deal with this fallout and try to get Luke on our page.” He flips off the light and lies down next to me, stroking my hip.

  “God, I love your body, so creamy soft. You were built to take two men. It’s like you were designed for it… for us,” he says softly, moving in closer to cuddle.

  “Um…Logan? Why am I tied to the bed? Seriously.”

  “That’s how you sleep. You have two men to please now. Well, soon you’ll have two. Two men with a lot of time to make up for and needs to be fulfilled. Your body is always open to us. With you tied to the bed I know at any time I can roll over and have my way with you whenever and however I want. Plus, you don’t really have a say about it. You cumming so easy for me and then telling me that you’ve still got your cherry sealed your fate, princess. You’re ours to do with as we please. Now think about that and get some sleep.”

  ~ ~ ~ ~

  I wake feeling a chill across my body. Absently I go to reach for the covers and remember my hands are tied to the headboard. Opening my eyes I see Luke staring down at me. His jaw is set and the morning light shows that he didn’t get much sleep. In fact he looks like shit.

  His eyes slowly drink in my naked body and land on the junction between my thighs. Reaching out he grabs one of my knees, spreading me open for his view. I feel Logan stir next to me and raise his head, taking my nipple in his mouth. I gasp at the sudden contact.

  “Look who dragged his ass back home,” Logan says around my nipple, as if it’s normal for me to be tied naked to a bed while he sucks on my tits with Luke watching.

  “Doesn’t even look like I was missed,” Luke snarls, still staring at my pussy.

  Logan also seems to notice where Luke is staring. He pulls my legs farther apart to give Luke an even better view.

  I’m at a loss for words. My whole body has suddenly come alive and I feel my pussy get wet.

  Logan slips his hand down my belly and uses his fingers to spread my pussy lips apart, showing Luke my arousal and clit as it begs for attention.

  “Have you ever tasted virgin pussy, Luke? Because I’ve got some right here that’s ripe and ready to be eaten,” he drawls. Logan is baiting Luke and I’m not sure which way it will go.

  “What the fuck are you doing, Logan? That’s our goddamn baby sister you’ve tied naked to the fucking bed,” Luke bellows.

  “Stepsister,” Logan corrects.

  “I don’t give a flying fuck. You just told me she’s a virgin. A. Fucking. Virgin. No way she can handle us,” he sneers.

  “I can handle you,” I say, trying to keep the neediness from my voice. I’m not going to beg him to be with me. I won’t beg any man for that. I know I deserve to be with a man – or in this case, men – who want me. But I’m willing to offer Luke some reassurance if that’s what it takes.

  Luke barks out a laugh. “Yeah, I’m sure you can take my cock plowing into your pussy while my hands are wrapped around your throat.”

  With his statement my eyes go wide, but I feel myself get wetter. It’s a turn on to hear him say things like that, to picture him using my body for his pleasure.

  “Knock it the fuck off, Luke. You’re just trying to scare her.”

  “Hey, just telling her how it is and how it would be. Let’s not beat around the bush or sugar coat it. No way can she handle us. Period.”

  “I wouldn’t be so sure of that,” Logan responds. He runs his fingers through the wetness that keeps coming from me. “She seems to like all your ideas so far. Look at all this cream.” He pulls his fingers into his mouth and sucks on them, his face a picture of bliss.

  “Hmm…” Logan draws out. “Virgin pussy tastes so sweet and innocent. Think it will taste this innocent after I’ve fucked it a good twenty times and filled it with my cum?”

  I’m not sure if he’s talking to me or Luke but I squeeze my eyes shut because I think I’m going to cum. Can people cum just from words? I’m not sure if it’s possible but I feel like I’m about to explode.

  “Better,” I whisper, answering the question not caring who it was directed at.

  I hear a growl and suddenly a mouth is on me. My eyes fly open and I see Luke’s head between my legs. Where Logan’s mouth was light and teasing, Luke’s is hard and merciless. There’s nothing slow about his assault. He goes straight for my clit and sucks it into his mouth. I cum instantly and my back bows off the bed. Luke continues eating me like he’s trying to get every drop of juice my pussy drips.

  “She cums fast, bro. You’ll have to teach her a little self-control, but, fuck, doesn’t she taste good?” Logan says smugly, as if he’s won the battle.

  Luke gets up from the bed and storms out of the room. Right before he slams the door, I hear him say, “I’ve had better.”

  Gasping, I yank at my hands and try to get free.

  “I’m going to fucking kill him,” Logan thunders as he unties my hands. “Princess, don’t listen to him. He’s just pissed. I’ll give him an ass kicking and set him straight.” He tries to bring me in for a gentle hug.

  Pushing him away I head for the bathroom. “I don’t want someone to need an ass kicking to be with me, Logan,” I whisper and escape into the bathroom. I really don’t want him to see me cry. I don’t want them to know what kind of power they already hold over me. I have to get out of here. The lump in my throat is so big I fear I might choke on it.

  “Princess, just please come out for a minute,” Logan pleads through the door.

  “Just give me a little time to be alone. This is a lot to take in,” I beg

  “Okay. Fine. I’m going to go talk to Luke, then make us some breakfast. We can all sit down and talk this out.”

  “Mmkay,” I respond, trying to hide my sniffle. I can’t seem to stop the tears from leaking out of my eyes. He’s “had better.” He said so himself. I’ll never be what he needs. Why am I doing this to myself? This makes it so much worse. I had a perfect night with Logan and felt like I was finally getting what I wanted, and then had it callously ripped away from me.

  I hear Logan make his way out of my room and I know it’s time to make my escape and make it fast. Dashing into my room, I throw on some leggings, boots, and a pink sweater. I grab my purse and race to the front door. I don’t want to be caught by Logan because I know he’ll try to stop me. I bet if I ran into Luke he would probably help me escape. The thought makes me sob.

  Flinging open the front door I come face to face with the brunette from the bar last night. What the hell is she doing here?

  “Can I help you?” I ask, while shutting the door behind me.

  “Yeah, is Luke here? He left his wallet behind and I wanted to return it. He slipped out so fast I didn’t get to give him a proper goodbye, if you know what I mean,” she says, wiggling her eyebrows.

  I feel like I’m going to vomit. Without responding I push past her and make my escape.

  CHAPTER 6 *Luke*

  “I’ve had better.”

  I’m such a fucking asshole. I’ve never tasted anything so sweet and perfect in my life. Someone explain to me why I keep pushing her away. I feel like kicking my own ass.

  I leave the room and make it out to my car without looking back. How can I possibly fix things now? Seeing Logan with Sarah on the bed made my heart ache with love. It was the perfect image of everything I had ever wanted. The family I had fantasized about my whole life was sitting before me and I had to ruin it.

  I put the keys in the ignition but I don’t make another move. I can’t leave. I can’t let Sarah feel that kind of pain. I’m an asshole and I’m totally okay with that. But I can’t hurt the woman I love most in the world because of my own self-hate. I sit in the car for about ten more minutes just breathing and trying to calm down. I need to make this apology good. If I don’t, Logan is going to kick my ass right in line behind Sarah.

  I get out of my car and walk towards the front door when Sarah barrels into me. I can see she’s crying and all of my protective instincts kick in. I grab her up and wrap my arms around her and hold her to my chest. She’s so tiny I have to lean down to engulf her fully.

  “Let go of me, asshole.”

  I realize too late she’s struggling against me and trying to get free. God, I hope this doesn’t have to do with what I said earlier. And it sure as hell better not be because of anything Logan said.

  “Princess, stop. Don’t fight me. I’m sorry, tell me what happened.”

  Best to start with an apology – just in case.

  I can feel her body get tight with tension, and I prepare for what’s about to come. Sarah is like a pot of hot water. Once she gets to boiling, there’s no stopping her.

  “I said, let me go, ASSHOLE!” She tries to reach her hand up to slap me, but I already gave her a freebie at the bar last night, and it’s not happening again. I grab her by the wrist just before her palm connects, and lean down so I’m close to her face. I don’t want her to miss one word of what I’m about to say.

  “I let you have your fit at Aces last night, and you got to lay a smack on my face. The next time you raise your hand to me, it’s going to be when I tie them to the ceiling to fuck you.”

  If I’m honest with myself, I made the decision to claim her the second I got out of the car to walk back in the house. Having her taste on my face and tongue would make me fall to my knees and beg her to keep me. The first second her juices spilled in my mouth I was done. I tried to hold back but seeing her laid out in the bed with Logan sucking on her tit made me snap. I haven’t been with a woman in a long time and seeing her displayed like that was more than I could take.

  I can feel Sarah’s breath quicken, and she leans into my body slightly as her mouth opens. She likes what I just said to her and her body is telling me just how much.

  “That’s right. Logan and I are going to claim you and make you ours.”

  I tighten my arms around her and all her struggles melt away. She’s been waiting for this moment of acquisition just as much as we have. She just needed me to be the man and tell her how this is going to go down.

  It’s exhausting trying not to fuck your stepsister.

  I lean down and open my mouth over hers. I can feel her breath mingling with mine and I see her close her eyes. She’s waiting on me to kiss her, to completely change the nature of our relationship with this one act. I’ve been waiting for what feels like a lifetime to do it.

  As my lips start to touch hers, I hear a gasp followed by a sound of disgust.

  I look up and see Kayla standing in the doorway of our home. What in the fuck is she doing here?

  “I knew you Steel twins were kinky, but incest is really just fucked up, Luke.”

  She holds up my wallet and cocks her head to the side as if she’s seeing me for the first time.

  “Thanks for stealing my wallet and then trying to give it back. You’re such an amazing mark of morality for us.”

  She at least has the decency to look a little embarrassed, but it doesn’t last long. She doesn’t take her eyes off us as she walks over and tosses my wallet at me. I have to let go of Sarah in order to catch it, and I’m sure that was her intention.

  As soon as she has an opening, she lunges at Sarah and I’m knocked off balance. I try to reach out and grab her but I’m falling in the opposite direction.

  “What the fuck do you have that I don’t?” Kayla screams as both women fall to the ground. I can see Kayla reaching back like she’s about to start hitting Sarah and everything inside me snaps.

  I’m up and grabbing Kayla a second before her fist can strike, and I catch Logan getting to Sarah at the same time. Thank god he’s here. I need to handle the crazy.

  “Get her inside and do NOT take your eyes off her,” I snap at Logan.

  He gives me a dirty smile and says, “Gladly.” That fucker would find this comical.

  I have Kayla by the arms and as I’m escorting her to the edge of our property, I decide it’s time to make things clear.

  “You’re never welcome within a hundred feet of any of us again. I will be filing restraining orders first thing in the morning. That woman you tried to hit is not only our stepsister but also the love of our lives. You didn’t get the polite decline from us before, so let me say this: farewell and fuck off.” With that I leave her standing outside and she looks utterly defeated. I feel sorry for her, but not sorry enough to give a shit.

  I check back one more time to make sure she’s moving and I see her turn around and walk away. I’m sure she’s plotting her revenge already, but I’m so sick of being afraid of what people think. I’m ready to live my life the way I damn well want to.

  I grab my wallet off the ground and I realize I was so focused on Sarah at the bar I didn’t notice Kayla was stealing my wallet. I guess she did it to have an excuse to come to my house and try her luck again. I’m always too distracted when it comes to our baby girl. I need to claim her and fix this situation.

  When I walk in the door I immediately head upstairs. I know Logan has her in the middle room, Sarah’s room…our room. I open the door and see her sitting on the edge of the bed in tears. Logan is sitting beside her and looks up at me with big eyes. He doesn’t know how to handle tears.

  I walk over and kneel in front of Sarah. This is the most vulnerable I’ve ever been in my life and I really hope she doesn’t rip my heart in two. “Hey,” I croon as I reach up to cup her face and wipe her tears away with my thumbs. “Don’t cry, princess. We’ve got you. It’s all okay now.”

  She takes a deep breath and nods her head. She glares at me with her watery eyes and says hoarsely, “This is so fucked up, and you’re an asshole.”

  “I know. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean it. I just thought I needed to hurt you to push you away. I’ve never tasted anything as delectable and perfect as your pussy.”

  I see the blush rise on her cheeks and I know I’ve embarrassed her.

  “No, no, princess. We aren’t going to be embarrassed about anything anymore.” I look to Logan for confirmation and we lock eyes. We don’t always need words and there aren’t any that need to be said now. We both know what this moment means. There’s no turning back, but it’s also a commitment to a life together with Sarah. Damn all the consequences.

  “Do you understand us, baby girl? This is it for us. You’re the one. Logan and I have tried to fight this and deny you. But we fell in love with you a long time ago, and it wasn’t the way big brothers should have loved you. It started a few years back and it’s why Logan and I stopped coming to see you together. In fact we stopped doing a lot of things together. Things we haven’t done in a long time. We haven’t been able to share a woman since, and I haven’t been able to touch one, even on my own.”

  “Is that why you’ve been such a grumpy ass these past for years?” she asks, tartly.

  “Probably. I thought being a dick would help keep you at bay a little. I thought if maybe I was an ass you wouldn’t want to be around me. A man’s dick can only take so much, and with you around I’m constantly hard. I refused to find release anywhere to punish myself for having lustful thoughts about my little stepsister. But I’m done. I’m not fighting it anymore. Are you in this with us? Logan and I will understand if you say no. We’ll die of broken hearts, but we’ll respect your feelings.”

  Sarah looks at Logan and then looks at me, and a small smile creeps across her face. “So you’ve really never tasted better?”

  I let out a breath I feel like I’ve been holding for years and laugh. Logan is grinning from ear to ear and this is the moment my heart clicks into place. Seeing my twin holding Sarah while I kneel in front of her. Seeing my stepsister finally become what I’ve always wanted…ours.

  “I’m going to have to convince you for the rest of our lives, won’t I?” I say.

  Sarah gets a naughty look on her face and stands up. She slides down her leggings and panties. She pulls off her sweater and sits back down on the bed completely naked. I’m shocked by her bold move but couldn’t be happier to see that pretty pink pussy dripping with honey. She spreads her legs a little, and I can tell she’s thinking about what she just did and starts to hesitate.

  “Oh no, princess. Now is not the time to be shy. You want me to take care of your pink kitty? Show you how much I like your sweet juices?”

  She nods her head and I look to Logan for confirmation.

  “What he said, baby girl,” Logan says. I can’t help but roll my eyes.

  Sarah giggles and my heart stops. I’m so full of love that this room may not be able to contain it. But my dick is also so full of cum my balls may not be able contain it, so it’s time to get down to business.

  “We love you, princess. Now scoot back on the bed and show me that pink cherry I’m about to bust.”

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