Page 36 of Bloodmoon Ritual

“Oh youbastard!” I cried, incensed.

Rhyder’s breathing was so ragged, his chest heaving against my back as he bent down.

“To keep you from hurting yourself on the wall,”my brother said as his fingers moved down my thighs, tightening on my legs as he sucked in his breath, the air feeling like it froze around me.

I tried to kick back at him with my bare feet, but those hard cruel hands held me tight.

“I am trying—to go slow,” he said. “But you drive me mad, sister.”

His hands moved to my naked breasts, rough fingers plundering what he wanted, rubbing my nipples until they were painfully rosy and pebbled.

He seemed to move them reluctantly, then I heard the sharpripof his zipper.

Fuck

He dragged his cock down the curves of my ass, the tip wet and lascivious, fucking soaking my skin with eagerness to be inside me.

“It’s—wrong,” I gasped desperately, knowing it wouldn’t do any good.

“It could never be wrong to love you, sister,” he said. “You’re my blessing, my birthright, my flesh and bone.”

He groaned as his fingers brushed by my pussy, then he pulled my legs further apart.

“Spread—wide,” he grunted. “It’s—big.”

My fingers tightened on the metal of my restraints as he rotated my hips upward, then clutched convulsively as I looked down between my legs at just the tip of his dick, thick and engorged, an angry, urgent color.

Godsdamn I was way too small for that fucking thing

I strained against my cuffs as his cock split my pussy lips, making me yowl in shock, and I tried to tighten my thighs to keep him out, but he put his other hand between my legs, forcing them to stay open, his rough skin scraping my sensitive flesh as he pried me wider.

“No, Rhyder,” I tried again, but his hands burned me.

“You’re mine, sister. Mine to claim.”

His cock between my thighs kept me from closing my legs, the wet of his precum soaking my pussy lips. Then he grabbed my hips and rotated them down over the head of his dick and I wasn’t a virgin, but I felt a slice of panic as just the tip began to stretch me out.

Gasping, I balled my hands into fists, my chin scraping the rough walls.

Rhyder grunted with pleasure.

I fucking hated him then as he forced my pussy down over his cock. My bare nipples dragged down the rough edges of the Holy Place, and I felt a bit of slick give deep in my cunt.

Rhyder’s breath was hot and terrifying on my throat, his fingers biting deep into my hips and thighs to force my cunt down.

But he was way too big for my narrow channel.

I squeaked with distress as my cunt and lips began to burn with his size.

I was terrified he was going to rip and tear my flesh, and I let out an involuntary little whimper.

His lips were on my throat then, kissing me so fiercely, sucking my skin so hard that I knew he was trying to control himself even as his teeth sunk into my neck. I arched my back, trying to get some fucking angle I could take him at that wouldn’t sting and burn and he groaned loudly at the position and snapped his hips forward, jamming me harder into the wall and sinking the rest of his cock deep inside me.

It was a deep throb of pain and I cried out as he drew up on a groan and slammed inside me again.

He was just too big to take comfortably, and I squeezed my eyes shut as he plunged deeper, his strokes becoming more urgent now.

My whole core buzzed with his rough cock, the terrifying feel of my brother claiming me as his.

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