Page 21 of Velka Manor

“Hello, little sister,” I whisper in her ear.

She gasps, pulling against the restraints, twisting her head towards me even though her blindfold is still on. “Bastian?”

She breathes against my lips, and I can’t help flicking my tongue out for a taste.

“You look beautiful all tied up for your big brothers. Are you nervous, pretty girl?”

She licks her lips, nodding, swallowing hard, shivering in the room. Dorian specifically put the air-con on, wanting her nipples painfully hard.

“Do we scare you, Octavia?”

I step to her other side, dragging my fingers across her naked back. She rocks on the balls of her feet as I give a little push, and she moans when the knot on the rope rubs against her clit. I bet that little bundle of nerves is in overdrive. That was the first thing Dorian did, wanting her to be an overstimulated, whimpering mess before we even started.

“Yes,” she whispers, catching her breath. I grab a handful of her plump ass, groaning at the touch of her flesh on mine. “But…but not in a bad way. I…I like the…fear.”

I wrap my hand around her front, pulling her roughly against me so she can feel my cock grinding against her ass. I pull the rope, basking at her whimpering in my arms.

“Your fear is intoxicating, little sister,” I growl in her ear. “I’m going to shatter you into a thousand pieces and collect them all for myself. You are mine, Octavia. You’ve always been mine and now, you’re going to scream for me.”

I flick on the vibrator, placing it against the knot that rests on her clit. She cries out immediately, her hips grinding, desperate for relief. I don’t make her wait for it, not prolonging any second, wanting to watch her fall into oblivion.

“Thank you. Thank you. Thank you,” she chants, blissfully ignorant of what’s coming. Dorian likes to prolong things, to draw them out, but my favourite is not stopping. She won’t be thanking me soon.

“Tell your big brother how good he’s making you feel, little sister,” Dorian orders, trousers unbuttoned, his hand wrapped around his shaft.

“So good. You make me feel so good, big brother. Make me come. Please, make me come.”

I chuckle against her neck, sinking my teeth into her flesh, lapping up the blood that fills my mouth as I pierce her skin, shivers running down my spine as I listen to her scream. “Be careful what you wish for, pretty girl. This is a punishment, after all.”

“W…w…what?”

My chuckle turns into a wicked laugh as she comes, squirting all over my hand. I give her no time to calm down or breathe, turning up the vibrator, pushing it harder onto her clit andpulling the rope at the same time. She thrashes frantically, screaming at the top of her lungs, but she’s powerless.

“This is the first of many. Come for me again, little sister. Now.”

“Oh my God. I can’t stop. Bastian.Bas.”

The bind attached to the ceiling shakes, pulling tighter, holding her up as her knees buckle. Cum covers my hand, and I’m desperate for a taste. Dorian is there before I even ask, holding the vibrator for a moment.

I lick my palm, growling at her flavour. His eyes darken, and I hold two fingers out to him. He doesn’t hesitate sucking them into his mouth, his tongue catching every drop.

“You taste like the most sinful meal, but if I hear any other name from your lips, I will show you why they call me the viper of the bloodline,” Dorian hisses against her lips. “Now taste yourself on my tongue.”

He hands the vibrator back to me, slowly kissing her, feeding her his tongue inch by inch as she sucks. I flip it up another notch, another sweet scream ripping from her throat. Dorian drops to his knees, staring up at the both of us, and opens his mouth. I shake the vibrator, and he plunges his fingers into her pussy. He starts with only two fingers but quickly works, adding another and another, forcing her to stretch for him.

“Are you going to take my entire hand, angel? Do you want me to fist your sweet fucking cunt?”

She nods her head frantically, pushing her hips forward. “Yes. Yes… Oh fuck, yes!”

She screams as his entire hand forces its way inside. He fucks her with his fist, and I turn the vibrator to full strength, her scream turning into something wild. Dorian pulls his hand out, and she squirts everywhere as he opens his mouth, letting it drench him.

“Fuck,” I grunt, rubbing the vibrating across Octavia’s clit faster, prolonging her orgasm.

I’ve died and gone to hell. This is fucking amazing.

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Octavia

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