Ella:
“Oliver,” I was panting heavily as he turned away from me and laid beside me, his breathing was also abnormal.
“Hmm,” He said lazily as he turned his face to me while keeping his arm under his head.
“I…” I was hesitating as he asked in curiosity, “What?”
“I don’t think what just happened should have happened, Oliver, you’re my…”
“Step-brother,” Before I could complete my sentence he finished it bluntly.
“Yeah,” I tried to smile while I was feeling too nervous to even look at him but he surprised me as he suddenly pulled me into a hug. “Ahh, Oliver.”
“Ssshhh,” He quieted me down as he said tiredly. “I am too exhausted now, let’s sleep for a while, and then we will talk about it.”
I was too exhausted and somehow I felt relaxed in his grip as I buried my head in his chest inhaling his manly scent that is mixed with his sweat and then closed my eyes to sleep.
We slept until it was dawn, I went down first to prepare something to eat as I was starving. I didn’t have much energy left as I started making pancakes. While I was busy making pancakes a warm breath landed on my neck with a soft wet kiss that made my body tensed immediately as I knew it was Oliver.
“You’re awake?” He asked, his voice was thick with sleepness. I just nodded my head, not looking at him.
I placed the plate in front of him and he started eating while I was making more pancakes but just as I turned all the pancakes were gone. My jaw dropped instantly as I asked in amusement. “Where did all pancakes go?”
“Here,” He pointed at his stomach and I rolled my eyes in displeasure. He has eaten 25 pancakes in a blink of an eye seriously?
“Are you hungry for years?” I said sarcastically as I turned to prepare more, my stomach is growling now for food when I heard him replied.
“Probably 2000 years.”
I scoffed, without knowing that he was telling the truth at that time.
…
After we were done eating, it’s time for the serious talk. I walked into the living room, Oliver was sitting on the sofa and fiddling with the TV remote as I sat beside her.
“Oliver,” I called him and he looked at me.
“I…” I was hesitating as he stopped me.
“Ella, If you’re here to tell me that I am not allowed to touch you or to taste you then you’re dreaming. Because you are mine and will always be mine. You have agreed to be my sex slave and I am not giving you the permission to back out.”
My mouth opened wide at his domination. “No, Oliver. I am not yours…” Before I could complete my sentence, I was pinned down on the sofa by him as he angrily held my hands with his one hand, and with the other hand, he skillfully removed my trouser.
“Oliver, what are you doing?” I shouted in protest and he suddenly dipped his finger into me making me gasped. “Ahh…”
He started moving his finger inside and out of my vagina as I moaned. “Oliver, stop this.”
“So what were you saying?” He asked while torturing me sweetly with his fingers.
“Ahem, I…” My mind was getting numb as his fingers' speed was increasing. “yes,” He breath near my face and then leaned to suck my neck.
I rolled my eyes and threw my head back in pleasure. “Tell me, Ella. What do you want?” He asked while kissing and sucking on my skin.
I was losing my mind as I squirmed under his hold. “I…I want you… to stop.”
BOOM
As I finished my words, he jerked up staring straight into my eyes completely shocked. I took this opportunity as I released my hands from his grip and pushed him away.
He staggered a bit but didn’t fall as his eyes were still staring at me, I saw different emotions in his eyes which I can’t explain. “You’re Mine.” He growled angrily and then took the hold of my ankle as he pulled me down to the ground.
I was scared out of my wits, I thought he would hurt me as I closed my eyes in fear. He stretched my legs and then I could felt him kneeling between my legs. I took a deep breath and braced myself as I knew this thing is going to be very rough now.
But out of my surprise, I felt something warm and wet near my clit and I opened my eyes just to see Oliver on his knees kissing my clit. He very slowly licked it and that wet sensation was something I had never felt before.
He kept licking me for a while and then sucked my clit as I arched my back up in pleasure. He groaned unhappily as I was pulled away from him and then he held my ass and pulled me near to him.
I tried to sit up a bit as I pulled his head near to my clit while he sucked it skillfully. “Ahh… Oliver… Ahh…”
“Now, do you want me to stop?” He asked while slowly licking me all over as his eyes were staring into me.
F**k, what a mess. I should have told him to stop and finish this but the pleasure and lust have taken me over as I helplessly sighed and didn’t answer him.
“Ahh…” Not getting my answer, he bit me hard and I shivered from pain and pleasure. “yes… Ahh I mean No. Don’t stop Oliver Don’t’
“Who am I?” he asked, rasping.
“Daddy,” I breath out and he smirked.
“What do you want from your Daddy?” He asked seductively while playing with my clit.
“I want you to f**k me, with your fingers, your mouth, and then your c**k. Please, Daddy.” I said impatiently and then tried to pull his face near to my clit but he just pulled himself away from my hold making me frustrated.
“Ah… Ah…” He shook his head with a seductive smile when he saw me struggling. Stay right here, I will be back. He ordered as he left me half naked on the floor dying for the pleasure.