บททั้งหมดของ Wet Desires: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

My lustful stepbrother 4After dinner, I couldn't shake the ache. My ass still throbbed from Jax's cock, his cum warm inside me like a dirty secret. I sat through the rest of the night faking normal, chatting with Mom about nothing while Jax shot me looks that promised more. When everyone went to bed, he didn't come to my room. For the first time in days, I slept alone, tossing and turning, my hand slipping between my legs to rub out the frustration. But it wasn't the same. I needed him.The next day, Mom and Rick headed out early for some errand. Jax was in the garage, working on his bike like always. I wandered in, bored, the smell of grease hitting me. Tools scattered everywhere, his shirt off, sweat glistening on his tattoos. He glanced up, wiping his hands on a rag. "What do you want, sis?""Just looking." I poked around, opening drawers, pretending casual. But in the back of one, under some rags, I found it. A box. Small, locked, but the latch was loose. I popped it open quiet.

My lustful stepbrother 7The pregnancy scare faded, but it changed everything. Jax got obsessed with breeding me for real. Every fuck ended with him deep inside my pussy, holding still while he came, whispering about our future kid. "Gonna watch you grow, sis. Hide it from them till we can't." I'd come harder at the thought, my body craving the risk. We got careless. Fucks in the kitchen quickies, garage sessions that left me marked with grease and cum. Even in the living room once, bent over the armrest while Mom napped upstairs.That weekend, Mom and Rick planned a trip. "Just overnight," Mom said, packing bags. "You two behave." Jax smirked behind her, hand brushing my ass when she turned. As soon as their car pulled out, he dragged me to the couch. "Finally alone. Gonna breed you all night."He stripped me slow, clothes tossed on the floor. Pushed me down naked, his mouth on my tits first. Sucked hard, biting nipples till they swelled red. "These'll feed our baby," he growled, han

Uncle's forbidden touch 2I couldn't sleep that first night back. The collar around my neck felt like a constant reminder, cool metal pressing into my skin every time I shifted under the sheets. Uncle Vance's cum had dried sticky on my belly, and my pussy still ached from his rough fuck. I touched myself thinking about it, fingers circling my clit slow, but stopped before I came. It felt wrong without him.The clock hit 2 a.m. when my door creaked open. He slipped in silent, like a shadow. "Up, niece. Time for your lesson."I sat up, heart racing. "What lesson?"He didn't answer. Grabbed my wrist, yanked me out of bed. I was naked already—his rule from earlier. He dragged me down the dark halls, my bare feet cold on the marble. The mansion was quiet, staff asleep. We reached the library, huge room with bookshelves to the ceiling, chandelier dim and glowing.He flicked a switch, soft light spilling down. Locked the door behind us. "Strip if you weren't already. Wait, you are. Good slut

Uncle's forbidden touch 3The next day dragged slow. My ass still tingled from Uncle's tongue in the library, and the collar rubbed my neck under my shirt. I avoided him at breakfast, but his eyes followed me, promising more filth. After lunch, he found me in the hall. "Swim lesson, niece. Now."I followed him to the indoor pool, heart thumping. The room was warm, humid, water lapping quiet. Glass walls showed the garden outside, but tinted so no one could see in. He locked the door. "Strip. Bikini or not, off."I peeled off my clothes, bikini underneath. He watched hungry, stroking his bulge. Naked now, I stood shivering. He stripped too, cock half-hard already, piercing glinting under the lights."Get in." He pushed me toward the edge. I slipped into the water, cool on my skin. He dove in after, surfacing close. Grabbed my waist, floating me on my back. "Relax, slut. Uncle's got you."His hands held me up, one under my back, the other... sliding between my legs. Fingers parted my pu

Uncle's forbidden touch 6The passages left me raw. Knees scraped from crawling, pussy and ass leaking Uncle's cum like a filthy trail. I showered quick that morning, but the dust lingered in my mind, gritty reminder of how low he'd made me go. The collar chafed, hidden under a high-neck top for the lingering relatives. Breakfast was chaos—leftovers from the reunion, aunts gossiping, uncles nursing hangovers. Liam sat across from me, eyes boring holes. He'd seen too much yesterday, heard the weirdness in the cellar. His foot nudged mine under the table, not playful. Possessive.Uncle Vance noticed. His jaw tightened, hand fisting his coffee mug. "Niece, help me in my room after. Paperwork."I nodded, heat pooling low. Liam smirked. "I can help too, cuz. Family bonding."Uncle's eyes darkened. "No. Just her."Tension crackled. After plates cleared, Uncle dragged me upstairs, door slamming. "That little shit's pushing. Thinks he can touch what's mine."He shoved me onto the bed, dress h