Page 47 of Bloodmoon Ritual

“OK, OK,” I yelped, frightened at the look in his eyes. “I get it, Rhyder.”

But he shook his head, then placed me on the ground with a gentleness quite at odds with this iron-sharp grip of his hand on my chin.

“I have been very patient with you, sister, because I love you, but you are going to learn tofucking tastewhat obedience should feel like. Now you are going to swallow me down until your mouth is fuckingcoatedwith your submission to me.”

“Nooo,” I cried, but he stepped closer until both massive thighs were on either side of my body.

“Open, sister. Your mouth was made to receive my seed, just like your cunt was put together by the Creator just for me.”

And with one hand he wrenched open my jaw. With the other he ripped down his zipper, and then his cock was in his hand, the massive heft of it now a thick, angry color.

I tried to scream, but he buried it in my mouth.

With his cruel hands prying my jaw wide open, I didn’t have any other option than whimper as it went past my wet tongue and stuck painfully there because he was terrifyingly big. I screamed again, but it was muffled by his size.

“Temperance,” he warned. “This is a blessing.”

He drew his hips back and thrust his cock forward, but still it stuck and I screamed again, throaty and garbled.

“Obey me,” he said. “Take and taste.”

His fingers stretched my lips, pulling them wider open, his palm pressed into my cheek. Then he raised my head and as I saw him pull his hips back again, I tried to push away, off his legs, but his body snapped forward, driving his cock down my throat, making me feel like it was nestling in my fucking rib cage.

I tried to bite down, bite his dick off, but he was still holding my jaw open so I couldn’t.

Rhyder groaned.

“You will obey me, Temperance.”

I felt his cock cut off my ability to breathe and I tried to wriggle but of course I was trapped by his hands and cock, panic surging through me as he brought his cock out, giving me a moment to gasp painfully for breath, then he shoved his thick length down again so the tears ran down my cheeks as I struggled to take him.

“Swallow,” he ordered again, his voice low and hoarse, his cock savaging my mouth.

His heavy balls slapped me so hard on the face and cheeks that my skin began to sting.

Then he erupted inside me, the cum thundering down my throat, coating my tongue and the roof of my mouth, choking on my brother’s dominance and control.

If I had expected him to let me go then, I was very mistaken.

The cum was still dribbling out the sides of my mouth as my brother removed his cock, the glistening length still hovering near my face, then he examined under my tongue, his blue eyes sharp and hungry still.

“Not quite coated yet, Temperance. I want your submission coating you, so filled that your obedience is leaking out of your beautiful mouth.”

And he moved his thick cock in my mouth again, his hand forcing my face up so he could watch my submission to him, his rough fingers tracing each tear down my cheek, each rivulet of cum down my throat.

I raged at him.

“Shh, my angel,” he said, and I felt his thighs tense. “You need this so you learn to obey me next time. The world is dangerous and I am your only protector.”

Then he shot another heavy load down my throat as I fumed helplessly, his release spilling out of my mouth and rolling down my face and chest, leaking between my breasts, dripping off the tips of my nipples.

My mouth ached as he finally let me go, my lips feeling like they had cracked open with his size, and I felt them gingerly.

“Don’t fight me next time,” Rhyder said.

I tried to reach up to slap his fucking asshole face, but he caught my hand easily, kissing my wrist.

“I love you,” he said, his grip tightening on mine, moving his lips up my arm, making me shiver with the inexorable power of his cruel love.

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