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Chapter 295: I want to go home

Author: Amira Lights
last update publish date: 2026-10-12 17:27:52

A reluctant, wet laugh escaped her. She pressed her fingers to her eyes.

"I forgive you," she said. "I do. But I need you to hear this, and I need you not to say anything clever."

"I'm listening."

"Don't ever decide what I can handle." She met his eyes. "Not to protect me. Not even if you're right. If something is happening to me, I want to know it, and I want to know it from you. I would rather be frightened and informed than safe and lied to. I have been the last to know for my entire life, a
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  • Pleasured By My Elder Brother   Chapter 295: I want to go home

    A reluctant, wet laugh escaped her. She pressed her fingers to her eyes."I forgive you," she said. "I do. But I need you to hear this, and I need you not to say anything clever.""I'm listening.""Don't ever decide what I can handle." She met his eyes. "Not to protect me. Not even if you're right. If something is happening to me, I want to know it, and I want to know it from you. I would rather be frightened and informed than safe and lied to. I have been the last to know for my entire life, and I won't be that with you."She watched it land.Something moved behind his eyes, brief and complicated, a flicker she couldn't read. It might have been guilt. It might have been the tail end of exhaustion. It was gone almost before she saw it."I understand," he said."Say it.""I won't decide for you."There was the faintest pause before decide, a half-second hitch, barely there. She noticed it and, because she was tired and wrung out and had just cried over a photograph, she put it down to

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    She reached for the photograph again and held it up to the light, smiling through the tears. The thin line of the horizon in her own handwriting was still visible at the edge of the sketchbook, a half-finished skirt, a pair of shoulders. She studied the edge of the envelope, the careful tuck of the flap, the blue ink.And then she stopped.The envelope had no stamp.It had no postmark, no courier slip, no customs mark, nothing. It was a clean cream rectangle with her name on it and nothing else. Nothing had carried it across an ocean. Nobody had put it in a mailbox.Someone had put it into a hand.The kitchen was very quiet.She became aware of several small things at once. The faint sound of the refrigerator. The way Damien's arm had gone still around her shoulders. The fact that the paper in her hand, when she lifted it to her face to wipe her cheek, smelled faintly of something dry and floral and clean.Lavender.Her stomach dropped."This wasn't mailed," she said."No.""She gave

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    She turned over. The other side of the bed was empty, but the sheet was still warm. Sunlight came through a gap in the curtains and lay across the pillows in a long gold bar. By the angle of it, the morning was almost gone.She found one of his shirts on the chair, pulled it on, and followed the smell down the hall.He was in the kitchen in gray sweatpants and a white T-shirt, barefoot, with his back to her. He was cracking eggs into a bowl one-handed, the way she'd seen him do it once before, in what felt like another life. His hair was damp from a shower. A plate of toast sat on the island next to two mugs."You're up," he said without turning."How did you know?""You walk like you're apologizing to the floor." He glanced over his shoulder, and the corner of his mouth moved. "Sit. Eat."She sat. The stool was cold under her bare thighs, and she shifted and felt the soreness and blushed."Did you sleep?" she asked."Some.""Some like an hour?""Some like enough." He slid a plate in

  • Pleasured By My Elder Brother   Chapter 292: Lavender

    After a long while, Damien shifted. He rolled them gently onto their sides and slipped out of her, and she winced and made a small, sleepy sound of protest."Sorry," he murmured."It's okay." She nestled against him, her forehead tucked under his chin. "I'm just so tired.""I know."He reached down and pulled the sheet up over them both. She felt the warm weight of his hand settle on her back, stroking slowly up and down her spine, and she let her eyes fall closed.For a while there was only that: the stroke of his palm, the steady rise and fall of his chest, the faint sound of a city beginning to wake."How was Germany?" she asked drowsily.His hand paused, only for a moment."Handled," he said."That's all?""That's all." He kissed her hair. "It was boring. I'd rather tell you about it later."She hummed, accepting it. She was too tired to push, and too happy. Something in the back of her mind registered that his answer had been smooth. Too smooth, maybe. But she was warm and sated

  • Pleasured By My Elder Brother   Chapter 291: You're so wet it's running down your thighs

    The pace built. It built until her arms gave out and she folded down onto her elbows, her cheek against the mattress, her back arched and her hips lifted high, and he followed her down, driving into her at a steeper angle that struck something deep inside her and lit up every nerve she owned."Oh," she cried. "Oh, there, right there, don't...don't....""I've got it.""It's too much....""I know." He leaned over her, his chest pressed to her back, his mouth at her ear, his hips never stopping. "I can feel you tightening. I can feel every inch of you. Do you know how wet you are? You're so wet it's running down your thighs."She whimpered, helpless, and felt his answering groan vibrate against her skin."You're mine," he said into her ear. "Say it.""I'm yours.""Whose?""Yours," she sobbed. "Only yours.""Again.""Yours, Damien, I'm yours, I've always...."He reached around her, found her clit with his fingers, and rubbed it in slow, firm circles in time with his thrusts.She came apar

  • Pleasured By My Elder Brother   Chapter 290: Turn Over

    "I can feel you." His voice cracked. "You're squeezing me, Lyra. Tight, so tight. Let go for me.""I....Damien....""I've got you. Let go."She shattered.Her whole body went rigid beneath him, then convulsed. She came with a long, keening cry, her walls clamping down on his cock in hard, rhythmic pulses, her heels digging into the small of his back, her nails scoring his skin. He fought to hold on. He buried his face in her neck and held perfectly still inside her, shaking, riding out the squeeze and flutter of her climax, until she finally sagged back against the sheets, panting and spent.He lifted his head slowly.Her eyes were closed. Her hair was plastered to her damp forehead. Her lips were parted on a soft, shaky exhale, and there was the faintest smile on her face, drowsy and wondering and utterly undone.He was still hard inside her. Still throbbing.He wasn't nearly done."Lyra," he murmured.She opened her eyes."You've had two," he said, quiet and low and dark. "I haven't

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    Her phone screen glowed accusingly in the darkness, her shameful confession staring back at her. With shaking hands, she minimized the app and clutched the phone to her chest, heart hammering so hard she thought it might break through her ribs.Footsteps on the stairs.Light, measured and feminine.

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