Kain’s POV~ I walked past Rae's door and froze like I'd been punched in the gut. The sounds coming from inside made my blood run hot and cold at the same time. Wet, filthy sounds. Skin slapping against skin. Rae's voice, my stepsister's voice, moaning like a desperate whore getting the dicking of her life. "Fuck, Rhett… yes, right there—harder—" My stomach twisted violently. I knew that voice. I'd heard it every day for the past two years, laughing at dinner, asking about homework, calling me "Kain" like I was just her stepbrother and nothing more. But now she sounded broken open, ruined, taking cock like she'd been born for it. Like a filthy little cumdump getting her holes wrecked. I should have kept walking. I should have pretended I heard nothing. But my feet stayed rooted, and through the crack in the door, I caught a flash of fabric, Rhett's shirt, crumpled on the floor. I knew what that meant. My brother was in there, balls-deep in our stepsister, probably stretchin
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