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And now I'm fucking hard … so hard that if I squint my eyes the slightest Lillian can be confused with Aria. I could easily take this edge off with her. It wouldn't be the first time I forced Lillian to be an Aria stand-in.
"You're my brother—"
"No, I'm not," I growl before I grab her and pin her against the wall.
Lillian isn't a fighter. She's a crier and a beggar, but she never fights. Unlike Aria.
"Kai, please, no." The tears spill down her face as terror fills her eyes. "I'm your sister. This is wrong."
"You're not my sister. My mother didn't birth you. You were unwanted and my mother took pity on you, but it's a good thing she did. Not because I have you, but because I have something much sweeter waiting for me. I was going to wait until she turned eighteen but then—"
Lillian's eyes go wild with realization and the fight kicks in, but her lithe body is nothing against my sheer strength. I force the dress up her waist and rip away her panties, the monster who demands her anguish becoming more present.
"Stop it, please! You can’t touch her. It’s sick! Leave her alone. She's my baby, Kai!" She cries as she scratches at me wherever she can.
The pain tingles just enough to urge me on. I whip my cock out and ram into her hard, not allowing her even a moment to adjust to me. A loud scream breaks through her lips as I take her hard, focusing on her tight pussy, the soft bush of ginger curls welcoming me in even if she doesn't.
The fantasy plagues me to make her shave so its like fucking her daughter, but that would take me away from her warm cunt, taking me deeper and deeper.
I hold her against the wall, ram my cock harder and harder into her, as I bury my face in her neck, biting at the warm flesh near her shoulder.
I could easily convince myself that I'm fucking Aria. They smell so similar, their hair, the feel of their skin, the tightness in their cunt.
So fucking similar.
"Too late for that. She's just as much my victim as you are, and I'm never letting her go. She's so fucking perfect. Aria is mine and there's nothing you can do about it."
People in Royal City like to think differently but I never did this to Lillian until I took Aria's sweet body. I knew nothing would be enough to quell this hunger except taking her body again. Fucking her whore of a mother is a close second.
"No, no, no," Lillian sobs as her fight dies down. Her pussy starts clenching, and I know she's fighting her release.
"Stop pretending you don't like this. You do this every time. You act like you hate it but then you come like a waterspout. You beg for me not to stop, just like her."
I force her legs apart and slam harder into her, grinding against her clit, taking her like I know she wants.
She has those taboo hang-ups in her mind. We were raised together. She shouldn't want me to do this. I've hurt her so many fucking times and yet she comes like she needs me to fuck her.
"No, no—fuck! Oh, my god."
She's coming, squeezing and slicking up her channel for me. Lillian clings tight to me instead of pushing me away, screaming from the orgasm I'm giving her, like every damn time.
I love it when she fights, but I love it just as much when she submits to me and demands more.
I close my eyes and imagine she is Aria and for a moment, the beast inside me is satisfied even though I haven't come yet.
* * *
I walkinto Aria's hospital room and find her alone, lying on her side like when I left, but now, her eyes are right on me, like she can see into the depths of my dark, demented soul, like she knows what I've been doing since I left her alone with Tom.
"Hi," she mutters.
She can see again. There's no other explanation for how her eyes follow every move I make.
"How are you feeling?" I ask as I take a seat in the chair beside her, getting the perfect view of her angelic face.
She shrugs. "The doctor has me on a bunch of meds for pain and to prevent infection. They also put in a colostomy bag which is the most disgusting thing ever." The look of horror on her face cracks me up, and next thing I know, I'm smiling. It's an odd sensation.
"I bet."
