4: Attracted To His Stepsister

BRANDON

I hate Ivy with every fibre of my being. I hate that lousy human being with everything in me. She should be nothing more than a slave, a servant at my beck and call.

Humans shouldn't be more than that. Their kind was just inferior but Ivy? No one has caused me greater headache than her. My academic prowess has never been challenged until her. Most humans cower when I speak to them but Ivy always speak back.

No one has disrespected me more as an Alpha Prince. No one has made me that infuriated. No one has spent that much time in my head. No one...

My movements grew more frantic. I could feel my body spasming. My breathing was ragged and my up and down movement of my hand was so fast it was uncontrollable.

In my mind, she was on her knees, hands tied behind her, my dick pumping in and out of her mouth.

In my mind, she was talking back to me. She was just on her knees, eyes dripping with tears from the intensity at which I was fucking her mouth.

Now, her mom was married to my Dad. She was carrying his baby. A mere human in the royal household. I hated humans and having one as a stepmother wasn't something I wanted to condone.

But my greatest problem wasn't that, it was sharing a roof with Evelyn. Her sight infuriates me and makes me want to do things I shouldn't even think of doing. Seeing her in school, her talking back to me, her arguing with me in classes...

I've always wanted to touch her. To punish her into compliance. I couldn't because I'd never be able to get enough of her. And I'd be damned to let her know how much I crave her...

I'd be damned to let her know the kind of control her body has over me.

In my mind, I was close and her mouth was heaven. It was bliss to fuck her mouth, to watch her gag and choke around my dick. To watch her eyes roll to the back of her eyes from how intense it was.

Nothing infuriates me more than the sight of her and her little boyfriend. With the way they were always following each other around. I hated the fact that he was touching her in ways I craved the most. That he was privy to that one thing I wanted but I couldn't have because it was now more forbidden.

We were officially stepsiblings.

I pumped faster. I was sooo close I could see my precum in her mouth.

Punishing her... Trying to make her life a living hell. They were all to remind myself of the fact that she shouldn't have that much control over me. That she was nothing more than a mere human whom, until the peace treaty that was signed a century ago, were slaves to wolves.

They were slaves, cum sluts and pets that existed solely for the pleasure of wolves.

That was why it was enjoyable to watch her run for her life on the field earlier. It gave me a sickening satisfaction. That was how our relationship should be.

That was how our relationship would be going forward.

That was until I got a glimpse of her bare breast... The first time I was ever upclose to seeing it like that. The pale skin of it... The roundness... The firmness. I could tell it would fit perfectly in my palm. That it'd feel good to squeeze it.

My undoing was the glimpse of nipple. The aerola... The perkiness of it. It was like chocolate dripping on a vanilla cake. My mouth watered just from that glimpse and I wanted nothing more than to close my mouth around it and suck.

My dick hardened with a pace like never before. I walked back into the house with that painful erection and I barely made it into the bathroom before my hand was rubbing it, pumping it, trying to get a release.

Just like I had gotten releases over and over again because of her. Because of the erection she gave me from being in that little PE skirt, from each time she ran her mouth in front of me, from each time I got a glimpse of her unbelievably long and sexy legs, from everything she breathed in my direction.

Which was every single day.

I was jerking off to the thoughts of her almost every single day because of a lousy human whose place was beneath my table where she should be feeding on srabs and my left over.

In my mind, Ivy was on her knees, worshiping my cock like she should. Her head was bobbling up and down. The little sounds she was making were my undoing. Her gags and moans... The way she licked the crown of my cock like it was the sweetest candy. I was shaking, my groans were too loud... too loud.

I came with a shudder. She didn't stop sucking. She did not allow even a drop of cum to leave her mouth.

It was the most beautiful sight I've ever seen.

I came fast and hard on the bathroom floor. I came with a loud groan and as I emptied my seed, a wave of disgust hit me.

I had done it again. Touch myself to the touch of the one human I hated the most.

I hated how much control she has over me. How much I craved her like she was air. I hated...

I punched the wall so hard it cracked.

Damn Evelyn Hughes for making me want her like this. This was going to be the last time this would happen.

The only thing that'd happen going forward was me making her life a living hell if she refuse to get a whore of a mother out of my house.

I turned the shower on and while it washed away the evidence of my filthy desire, the only name on my mind was Evelyn Hughes.