Their Stepsister

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.