It's been hours since we got back, and it's dark outside, yet I have no plans to go down, not even at midnight.Firstly, it's because I'm afraid of running into Brother, and secondly, I want to avoid a repeat of what happened five months ago.My phone next to me on the bed rings, and it's Brandon.I answer immediately, though my fingers tremble from my nervousness. I've been anxious about why he hasn't called. I also didn't call him because I'm unsure of what Brother did to him, and I didn't ask him after the tension that arose between us following that massive dick display in the break lounge.Gosh⊠I shudder at the memory of his dick as I answer the call.âHello,ââElla. How are you doing?â Brandon asks, and my heart skips a frantic beat.âWâWhy?â I gulp.âBecause that's what you ask your girlfriend after not talking since last night,â he responds, and I nod vigorously as if he can see me, letting out a sigh of relief.The thought of how Brother has that ability comes to my mind, bu
Angela:~~~I look up at Brother's face like he has grown horns at his words.âWhat did you say?...â I whisper in disbelief.However, his face remains unchanged as he repeats,âI need you to assist me in using the washroom; as you can see, I'm injured, and I can't manage with my left hand,â he says nonchalantly, showing me his wound I have just finished dressing.The injury really isn't healing. Why isn't it healing, and how did he even sustain that kind of wound?âGo on, I can't hold it in any longer.â He mumbles, breaking me out of my daze.âBrother, there's no way in hellâŠââI could find that boyfriend of yours to reverse what I did. I even got hurt helping you, yet youâve already gone back on your word. I should have realized you weren't going toâŠâ I zone out on him.âPlease, brother, I will do anything.âThose words that have put me in this predicament echoed in my head. Why did I even say that of all other excuses?âFine. I will do it.â I say reluctantly, and he gets up to his f
Cassian: ~~~ âPlease,â she cries, stepping between us and shielding the jerk from me. âWhy are you doing this to me? You know how much I love him, yet you're breaking us apart.â Love? I chuckle to myself. I've given her too much time to indulge in this fantasy, and it's enough; it's time she knows who she belongs to. In a swift move, I grab her, pulling her to me, gripping her chin, and tilting her face so she can see the seriousness in my eyes. She looks at me, her eyes unwavering. âBecause you're mine, Angela. Only I get your love. Own your heart, mind, body, and soul. Only I get to touch you. And trust me, I've been patient for far too long; you won't want to provoke me.â I say each word, firm and possessive. âWhatâŠ?â she gasps, stunned and pale. âYou. You canât be seriousâŠâ she says, looking at my face as if I'm sick for uttering those words. âI mean every word, Ella. When have I ever lied to you?â I whisper, dangerously close to her lips that parted on instinct when I l
âWhat the hell?â Brandon curses, getting off me, and covering me with the towel as he sits protectively beside me.I sit up behind him, overwhelmed and flustered by the unattended itch left between my legs that still needs attention.âLeave us,â Brother declares, his tone so calm, yet laced with a deadly promise, as he holds the door open for Brandon.âIf someone should leave. It's you.â Brandon retorts, and I understand his irritation, but this isn't the right time.And disrespecting the alpha might land him in serious trouble. I grip his arm.He turns to look at my face, and I shake my head at him to keep quiet.However, he smiles reassuringly at me, then turns to Brother.âYou have no right to barge in here, disrupt our moment, and expect me to obey you without question, Alpha.ââYou have three seconds to get lost.â Brother drawls lazily; however, his eyes that glow briefly show his rage and impatience.âOr what? Ella is mature enough to indulge with whomever she desires. But with
It was as if he anticipated this, because the moment my lips touched his, his hand grasped the back of my neck, tilting my head as he started kissing me.He nibbles his teeth firmly on my lower lip and thrusts his long tongue into my mouth when I gasp.âHoney?â Melinda's voice calls out, accompanied by the sound of her descending the stairs.My eyes widen, and I push him away.I don't know where that strength comes from, but it helps me get rid of him.âAngel,â he says, walking forward intending to hold me, but I take hurried steps back to create distance between us. In my haste, my back collides painfully with the edge of the counter.âAaah.â I wince.âElla, are you alright?â He reaches out to grab me again, concern written all over his face.âStay away from meâŠ!â I hiss, slapping him on instinct as tears sting my eyes from my flood of emotions.I stare at the hand I used to slap him, shocked.However, without a word, I turned and ran without stopping. Even when Melinda asks me if so
Angela:~~~I walk to the bathroom after Brother leaves, my body still trembling from my conflicting emotions.âWhat just happened?â I whisper in disbelief as I look at my reflection in the mirror.I try to recall the moments we shared, and a shiver runs through me.âOh, Selene. My brother, he almost ate my pussy after pleasuring me with his fingers and kissing⊠me, again.â I touch my lips, still tingling from the kiss; I can almost feel his lips moving against mine.What does that mean? Does he also feel something for me? Or is this really just how he punishes people who provoke him?A thousand questions flooded my mind.Fuck, I need answers.I take off my nightgown and see my ripped panties hanging high around my waist.Does a brother tear his sister's panties?âOh, Angela. What mess have you gotten yourself into?â I murmur, my thoughts drifting back to his dark, lustful eyes and skilled fingers teasing my wet pussy so delightfully.I shake my head to clear it, feeling a knot tighte