Page 56 of Bloodmoon Ritual

His eyes closed for a moment only and then they were back, zeroed in on mine, lips moving as the blood surged in my ears. Ifeltmy blood moving through my body, felt each individual droplet merge with the next to fill my limbs.

My blood was as complicit as me, I thought as my core heated so that it was a burning heavy ache, my heart pounding in a heavy pulse through my cunt.

I couldn’t look away as I saw precum on the tip of his cock, drool beginning to pool unwillingly in my mouth and drip down my chin.

I opened my mouth wider, drool spilling out as I licked my lips and he released on me.

The ropes of his cum seemed to be suspended in the air in my heightened state, almost a glow to them, like they were fucking possessed or maybe even blessed by the strange savage powers of the Allfather.

They landed on my hair and face like thick, cool velvet, with one sliding down my cheek and into a corner of my mouth.

It seeped inside my parted lips, falling inside my mouth, tasting like heat and a summer thunderstorm and sitting on my tongue like a little cumulonimbus cloud. My tongue felt heavy as I moved the cum down to my throat.

I wanted to swallow him down, ingest the deep wicked wrongness of my brother’s come.

What would he feel like in my belly? Would he burn a hole through me or expand and fill me, splitting me open from the inside-out?

I licked my lips, tasting him there still, and my skin felt on fire, my cunt inflamed, slick wetness soaking my thighs, down to my ankles.

Then Rhyder was bending over me, breaking into the chains that bound me. I felt light as air as he released me, like I could float off into the ether.

“Aren’t you supposed to keep me tied up until the ceremony is over?” I said, my tongue feeling thick and woolly in my mouth.

“You shouldn’t be tied up at all,” he said. “There’s no test you need to pass. You’re going to be my wife no matter what.”

He put a hand under my ass and pressed me up against the big wooden post. It was just us in these heavy incense-clouds, just us and the magnetic charge that seemed to pull us together despite how wrong it was.

His dick was hard already, but it seemed natural this time to spread my naked thighs, raise my hips up as he began to press into my entrance, the big head of his cock splitting my wet pussy lips.

And when his mouth descended on mine, it seemed natural to open for him, meet his kiss, pant for him.

My brother groaned, his tongue plunging into my mouth, tangling with mine, eager and possessive. We seemed to melt together, the smoke wrapping around us so that no one could see how his hands dug into my scalp, wrapped around me, how my nipples were diamond-hard.

Rhyder was trying this time to go slowly, cupping one breast, then the other in his hand, fighting whatever they had given the men to make them into little better than slobbering beasts.

But I was powerless against the effects of the incense, and I gripped his big arms and ground down on his cock, forcing my cunt over the thick length, my legs gripping him tight around the waist, fingers clutching him, wanting to feel his skin under my fingernails.

“Temperance, shit!” Rhyder growled in my air. “You’re going to make me lose control.”

But I didn’t care, gasping with the effort, rocking my hips back and forth over half of his cock. The drug seemed to drive me, and I felt a heavy, raw urgency.

I needed all of him in me, every thick, heavy inch of him.

“Temperance—” Rhyder began, his voice sounding rough, and I bent to his ear.

“Harder”

It was only one word, but it broke my brother’s self-control.

With a feral low grunt, he snapped his hips forward and buried his cock to the hilt.

I cried loudly as my entire core burned with his size, my pussy lips stretched pink and wide as he began to take me roughly, jerking in and out as he covered my mouth with his.

And I wanted it, all of it.

There was a tiny part of my mind that was screaming at me that this was wrong, but the heady rolling urgency of the ceremonial drug swamped it.

His cock pinned me against the wooden post, and I felt Rhyder descend to my throat, licking and sucking hard, drawing my skin into his mouth.

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