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THE BROTHER I WASN’T PROMISED 6

Author: Author Mia
last update publish date: 2026-07-27 21:13:15

Amara.

The days after that night in the study passed in a strange double life. On the surface everything continued as planned. My mother spoke of wedding outfits and seating arrangements. Relatives visited with gifts and advice. Rohan called every few days and spoke about the future with quiet excitement. I answered every question with the soft polite words expected of me. Inside I carried the memory of Kabir’s cock stretching me open and the heat of his cum across my skin. The secret sat heavy
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  • 100 WAYS TO SIN   THE BROTHER I WASN’T PROMISED 9

    Amara.Three months into the marriage the days had settled into a predictable shape. I lived in the house Rohan had prepared for us. I smiled at family gatherings. I performed the quiet duties expected of a new wife. Rohan was kind and attentive in the ways he understood. He held my hand in public and spoke about the future with genuine hope. At night he reached for me with gentle hands and I let him. The sex remained soft and brief. My body stayed mostly quiet under his touch. I never told him that my mind was somewhere else.Kabir waited two weeks after the wedding before he contacted me. The message was short. An address. A time. I told Rohan I needed to visit a relative and left the house with a calm face. The driver dropped me at a quiet apartment building I had never seen before. Kabir opened the door and stepped aside.“Come in.”The apartment was sparsely furnished and clearly used for one purpose. The moment the door closed he pushed me against it and kissed me hard. There w

  • 100 WAYS TO SIN   THE BROTHER I WASN’T PROMISED 8

    Amara.The wedding day passed in a blur of heavy fabric, repeated blessings, and the constant press of relatives. I smiled when cameras pointed at me. I kept my eyes lowered when the priest spoke. I let Rohan hold my hand during the ceremonies and returned the soft pressure of his fingers. The red and gold outfit was beautiful and suffocating. By the time the final rituals ended and the families began to celebrate, my face ached from the polite expression I had worn for hours.Kabir was present throughout the day. He stood with the rest of the family, composed and correct. Our eyes met only once across the crowded hall. The look lasted less than a second, but it settled low in my belly and stayed there. He did not approach me. He did not need to. The knowledge of what we had already done lived under my skin like a second pulse.When the celebrations finally quieted, Rohan and I were led to the prepared bedroom in the Malhotra house. The door closed behind us with a soft finality. Th

  • 100 WAYS TO SIN   THE BROTHER I WASN’T PROMISED 7

    Amara.The wedding was four weeks away. The house had become a constant stream of relatives, tailors, and last-minute decisions. My mother spoke of nothing else. Every morning brought new lists and new reminders of the life that was waiting for me on the other side of the ceremony. I smiled when required and answered every question with the soft agreeable words expected of a bride. Inside I carried the memory of Kabir’s cock and the way he looked at me when he ordered me to come.Rohan visited twice that week. He brought small gifts and spoke about the renovations on the house we would share. He held my hand in front of our parents and smiled with genuine warmth. I let him. I even returned the smile. The entire time I felt the ghost of his brother’s hands on my skin. When Rohan left I went to my room and sat on the edge of the bed until the restless heat between my thighs forced me to press my fingers against myself. It was never enough.Kabir’s message arrived on a Thursday evening.

  • 100 WAYS TO SIN   THE BROTHER I WASN’T PROMISED 6

    Amara.The days after that night in the study passed in a strange double life. On the surface everything continued as planned. My mother spoke of wedding outfits and seating arrangements. Relatives visited with gifts and advice. Rohan called every few days and spoke about the future with quiet excitement. I answered every question with the soft polite words expected of me. Inside I carried the memory of Kabir’s cock stretching me open and the heat of his cum across my skin. The secret sat heavy and sweet between my thighs every time I sat down.Kabir did not message me for five days. The silence made the ache worse. I found myself checking my phone more often than I should have. At night I lay awake and pressed my fingers between my legs, trying to recreate the way he had touched me. It was never enough. My body wanted the real weight of him again.On the sixth evening a short message arrived. He told me to come after ten. I waited until the house was quiet and left the same way I had

  • 100 WAYS TO SIN   THE BROTHER I WASN’T PROMISED 5

    Amara.The message from Kabir arrived just after sunset. It was short and direct. He asked me to come to the house once my parents were asleep. No excuse about documents this time. Only a time and the quiet understanding that I would find a way. I waited until the house was still, then left a note that I needed air and would return soon. The driver I called asked no questions.Kabir opened the door before I could knock. He wore a black shirt with the top buttons undone and dark trousers. His eyes moved over me once and then he stepped aside.“Come in.”I followed him to the study. The door closed behind us with a soft click. The sound made my pulse jump. Kabir did not bother with conversation. He walked to me, cupped the side of my neck, and kissed me hard. The kiss was different from the ones before. There was no careful testing left in it. Only hunger.When he pulled back his eyes were almost black. “I am done only touching you, Amara. Tonight I am going to fuck you. If that is not

  • 100 WAYS TO SIN   THE BROTHER I WASN’T PROMISED 4

    Amara.Three days passed before I saw Kabir again. The time stretched in a strange restless way. Every time my phone lit up I expected a message from him. None came. Rohan called once and spoke about the house renovations. I answered with the same soft polite words I always used and ended the conversation as soon as I could. At night I lay awake with the memory of Kabir’s fingers inside me and the way he had tasted me afterward. The ache between my thighs refused to fade.On the fourth evening another short message arrived. Kabir asked me to come to the house after dinner. He said there was a document related to the wedding that required my signature. My mother saw no issue with it. The driver dropped me off just after nine. The large house was mostly dark except for the lights in the study wing.Kabir opened the door himself. He wore a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up and dark trousers. His eyes moved over me once before he stepped aside.“Come in.”I followed him down the hal

  • 100 WAYS TO SIN   SUMMER HEAT WITH DADDY 5

    LANAThe words left my mouth and I wanted to take them back immediately, but it was too late. “Please fuck my greedy pussy… Daddy.” My voice sounded small and desperate in the quiet study. Shame burned through my whole body, but my pussy was throbbing so hard I could feel my heartbeat between my le

  • 100 WAYS TO SIN   SUMMER HEAT WITH DADDY 4

    LANA Morning light came through the curtains and hit me straight in the face. I lay there for a long minute before I dragged myself out of bed, legs still a little shaky from last night. My pussy felt tender when I walked. Every step reminded me of Dominic’s thick fingers stretching me open, the w

  • 100 WAYS TO SIN   SUMMER HEAT WITH DADDY 3

    LANAThe door clicked open and I spun around so fast my head spun. Dominic stood there, fully dressed now in that same black t-shirt and grey sweatpants, but it didn’t make him any less dangerous. His eyes burned into me, heavy and sure, like he already knew exactly what my body was doing under the

  • 100 WAYS TO SIN   SUMMER HEAT WITH DADDY 2

    LANAMom helped me carry my suitcase upstairs to my room. It was the same one I always stayed in during summers, nothing fancy but it felt like mine. She hugged me again at the door.“Get settled in, baby. Dinner will be ready soon.” She said and I nodded and closed the door behind her.I pulled ou

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