Chapter 6: Knotting In His Sweet Little Step-Sister

**Cathy's POV**

"Cathy! Logan! Come downstairs for breakfast!" Mom’s sharp voice suddenly echoed from the living room, cutting through my helpless whimpering.

I was sprawled on my back across my bed, my skirt pooling around my waist, my thighs pinned wide apart as Logan's tongue delved between my swollen, wet folds.

I'd woken up with a terrible ache around my crotch and my knickers soaked with slick. Logan had caught the scent of my heat all the way from his room, bursting into my room before I could even call out for him. And now, he was feasting on his little stepsister's pussy.

I was dressed in my usual outfit—a short, pink flared skirt and white button-down blouse that usually felt so ordinary. But right now, with my knees behind my ears and an alpha between my spread thighs, I felt like a sex doll. I was in my gap year, taking music classes for fun, but right now nothing was more fun than Logan eating me for breakfast.

"Ah! Logan... Daddy, please," I cried, my fingers clenching the sheets as his hot, heavy tongue swiped ruthlessly over my swollen clit. He was eating me out hungrily, his large hands gripping my hips with bruising force to hold me still while he lapped up the thick, sweet slick dripping from my cunt.

"Logan, you need to take Cathy to the doctor before heading to work! What are you both doing up there!"

The sudden spike of adrenaline, mixed with the intense friction of Logan's tongue, pushed my wolf over the edge. I arched my back, my pussy clenching as a hard climax ripped through me. I cried out into my hand, my body trembling as I came right against my older stepbrother's mouth. Logan didn't pull away; he eagerly sucked down the sweet gush of my release, lapping my wetness clean with long, hurried strokes until my breathing finally began to slow.

He pulled back, wiping his wet mouth with the back of his hand, his amber eyes dark with unspent lust. "Get your purse, little one," he murmured, his deep voice rousing a shiver from me. "I'll give you a minute to settle, then meet me at the dinning room."

With one last kiss on my pussy, Logan winked at me and strode out of my room.

Best morning ever.

~~

Logan's SUV smelled heavily of his strong alpha scent, making me feel floaty and setting off a fresh ache between my legs.

I was sitting in the passenger seat, my eyes drawn to him like a magnet as he drove down the street. He looked so incredibly handsome, his large frame completely filling the driver's seat. He was wearing a crisp black button-down that showed off the thick muscles of his chest and arms, his jawline sharp and intimidating. As he shifted gears, my gaze drifted lower, easily making out the massive, thick bulge pressing against the fabric of his tailored slacks.

Logan chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that vibrated through the car. He didn't even look over as he kept his eyes on the road. "Stop staring, little wolf. You're looking for trouble."

A shameless, flirtatious thrill shot through me, fueled by the lingering warmth of my heat. I tilted my head, pouting my lips at him. "Maybe I like trouble. And I know you like it too, Daddy."

The playful smile instantly vanished from Logan's face. His jaw clenched, his grip tightening on the steering wheel until his knuckles popped. He was dead silent for long seconds, his alpha aura suddenly so heavy it made the air in the car hard to breathe.

My heart staggered against my ribs. Had I pushed him too far? Had the dirty words offended his alpha pride? "Logan? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to—"

Before I could finish my apology, Logan swerved the SUV off the main road, pulling into a quiet wooded dirt path completely hidden from the highway. He slammed the car into park and killed the engine.

The silence was terrifying.

"Logan..." I gasped.

He didn't say a word. He just leaned over to unbuckle my seat belt, unbuckling it with a violent click. The dark, predatory look in his amber eyes told me everything. Quickly, my hands scrambled under my skirt, yanking off my panties and tossing them onto the dashboard while Logan aggressively unzipped his trousers. His monstrous cock sprang free, rock-hard, purple-veined, and weeping with thick precum.

He grabbed my waist with his massive hands, effortlessly hauling my petite body over the center console. He straddled me right over his lap, forcing my legs wide across his thighs, and with one brutal slam, he sank my dripping pussy onto his massive dick.

"Ah!" I shrieked, my hands flying to his broad shoulders as the sheer girth of him stretched my wet walls to a nearly unbearable limit.

He didn't give me time to adjust. He gripped my buttocks, lifting me up and slamming me back down onto his thick shaft in a fast, merciless rhythm. The car rocked with the violence of his thrusts, the wet, squelching sounds of our sexes echoing in the confined space.

"You think this is a game, Cathy?" Logan growled hoarsely, his face burying in my neck as he bit the soft skin over my collarbone. "I'm going to pup you. You hear me? I'm going to make you my little stay-at-home wife, and I'm going to take care of you. I'll fuck pups into you until our home is full of my babies."

My mind was completely muddled, the dizzying contrast of his sweet promises and beastly actions driving my wolf insane. The desire to please him, to submit to his every demand, was beyond my comprehension. My wolf wanted to please her alpha.

"You're not going to college," Logan continued, breathing dirty words into my ear, his hips driving upward with an earth-shattering slam that hit my cervix and made my eyes roll back. "You don't need to because you have me. I’ll take care of you, little one. All you need to do is let me fuck your sweet pussy every day and give me alpha pups."

Oh sweet goddess. My pussy clamped around his cock at his possessive words, more slick dripping out of my stretched hole.

He pulled my face to his, smashing his lips against mine in a deep, wet, tongue-heavy kiss as he kept thrusting into me, forcing more than one orgasm out of me.

And when he came, it was like a beast being set free. He roared and pounded his semen into my womb, his fat knot sealing his seed in place.

In the heat of the moment, as my body shook with the electrifying pleasure of his massive cock pulsing inside me, a tiny part of my human brain thought he couldn't really mean it. He was just talking dirty to make me cum. And it worked.

But the truly scary part that sent a shiver of blissful terror down my spine was the fact that I wouldn't mind at all. I didn't want to go away to college. I wanted to belong completely to my big brother, to let him lock me away, keep me safe from other alphas, breed me with his pups, and fuck me every night in our bed.

If only we weren't step-siblings, the forbidden reality of us would be perfect.