Page 146 of Unwrapping Deviance

Her plea is broken by another smack. Something rattles. The bed groans. I feel the things on either side of my hips jerk.

“Where are you?”

Because they’re not next to me. They’re close. The foot of the bed?

“She’s beautiful, Daniel. You kept her so smooth, so ... untouched,” my brother says instead. “Everything about her is fucking perfect. Her sweet, firm tits. Her tight, wet pussy. Her virgin little ass. We’re going to fix that tonight, aren’t we, Mira? You’re going to take my cock in there like a good girl, aren’t you?”

I expect protest, but Mira moans and begs, “Yes. Yes! Please, Christian.”

My cock is pulsing. I can’t see it but I can feel it leaking, mixing with whatever is dripping on me. I’ve never cum without contact or pressure, but I’m pretty sure I’m about to.

“So eager.”

Mira screams,“Daddy,”and my body jerks. My stomach muscles spasm. My balls tighten and release with embarrassing pressure. My own liquid heat explodes across my chest and I gasp. I wheeze. My brain fogs, registering only Christian’s low tisk.

“Look what you did, Mira. You made your daddy cum on himself just from hearing you.”

Fucker! I’m going to fucking kill him. I’m going to...

“Daddy.” Mira whimpers.

God, the sound of my baby calling for me, needing me.

“Untie me, asshole!”

“Nope. I’m deep in your baby’s greedy cunt and I don’t think she wants me to stop, do you, Mira?”

I can hear it now, the slick assault of two people fucking. Of him pumping his dick in Mira’s pussy.

“I’m sorry, Daddy. I’m sorry. It feels so good.”

I’m thrashing against the sheets needing something to soothe my reawakened cock, but there’s nothing but the rain of scalding liquid.

“Fuck, I love your pussy.” The bed jerks violently as he fucks my baby. “I could live balls deep in this hole.”

Mira’s pleading, voice thick with tears as she begs him to let her cum. But he snickers and taunts, asking if this is what she wants only to stop when she tells him yes.

My sweet little doll is openly weeping. Heaving, gasping sobs as she wails that she hates him.

Christian groans with pure pleasure. “Say it again, little brat. Tell me you hate me.”

“I hate you!” she screams, voice tattered and raw.

The faint humming of her vibrator jackknifes. It roars loud and angry, and Mira wails beautifully. The things on either side of me thrashes. Kicks me. I realize vaguely it must be her legs. I can’t process fully, except ... does Christian have her suspended from the rafters?

“Don’t cum, brat,” Christian warns. “You know what will happen if you do.”

“Fuck you!”

“You will, but not yet.”

There’s movement. The bed gives a violent bounce as if weight has left it. I hear something hit the floor on my left.

“This isn’t just her punishment, Danny. It’s yours.”

I frown. “What did I do?”

But my heart is pounding. My cock aches to feel Mira’s body take me to the hilt.

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