Chapter 21: Fuck me harder, Alpha Stepbrother (7)

~ARIA~

My eyes flew wide. I smacked Damon’s chest hard.

“Wtf, Damon? “Are you insane? Why would you answer?” I hissed.

Damon grinned, leaning in. “Sorry,” he whispered not sounding sorry at all.

“Sorry for your own damn self, asshole,” I whispered furiously, my nails digging into his shoulder.

“Where are the glasses? And what are you doing in your room? The party’s downstairs.”

The male voice came again from the other side of the door, his footsteps drawing even closer.

“Damon, send him awa—”

My bedroom doorknob rattled suddenly, cutting my off.

My whole body went rigid around Damon’s cock.

“Damon, open up,” the voice said, twisting the doorknob again.

Panic surged through me.

Was he trying to get in?

If only Damon hadn’t answered… he would have just walked away.

I shoved at Damon’s chest, trying to push myself up, to get off him, but his hands clamped around my waist, pinning me down.

“Let me go,” I whimpered, wriggling against him.

“Is there someone in there with you?” the voice called.

Damon’s eyes met mine, a mischievous smirk tugging at his lips. “Nope. There’s no one here.”

Just as I opened my mouth to speak, Damon shifted beneath me and stood, lifting me along with him.

I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist.

His hands slid under my ass, holding me up while my arms tangled around his neck as the new angle drove his cock even deeper inside my pussy.

“Ahh! Fuck! Put me down!” I gasped, the intensity of the stretch almost too much to bear.

“No,” Damon mouthed, and he started walking toward the door.

Each step jolted me, driving him brutally deeper inside me.

I bit my lip until I tasted blood, trying to stifle the choked moans threatening to escape.

“Are you sure no one’s in there? I can hear another voice,” the voice on the other side of the door asked, suspicious.

Damon rolled his eyes. “Just get the fuck away, man,” he muttered under his breath, clearly pissed.

He reached the door, pressing my back against it with a soft thud.

I clapped my hand over my mouth to stifle a yelp.

Damon began to thrust his cock in and out of my pussy, fucking me slowly but relentlessly against the door.

“Man, I’m kinda busy right now. You can grab the glasses from the kitchen.” Damon said, his voice strained as he looked up at me, thrusting his cock deeper into my pussy.

A heavy wave of Damon’s pheromones hit me, making my pussy clench and flutter around his cock.

“Ggrggg… damn…” Damon growled.

He gripped my waist and slammed into me, driving his cock hard up into my pussy.

“Fuck,” I breathed, my head snapping back against the door.

“I don’t really know where the kitchen is, Damon. Just get your ass out here and get them. The girls downstairs are looking for you,” the voice called again.

Hearing his voice so near made it feel like he was right there, seeing everything, even though he was still behind the door.

“Oh… tell them I’m coming,” Damon grunted, pistoning his hips up into me.

“Just hurry up, man,” the voice said, annoyed.

“I’ll be there with you guys soon. Just give me a few minutes,” Damon panted.

“Alright,” the voice said, his footsteps echoing down the hall before fading into the distance.

The moment he was gone, I sagged, exhaling a shaky breath. “Put. Me. Down.”

“No,” Damon growled, slamming his cock into my pussy, his hips pounding against my ass.

“Ah! Ah, God… Damon…” My moans spilled out, loud and unbidden, as my back slammed against the door with every powerful thrust.

“You fucking like my cock, don’t you?”Damon whispered, leaning in to lick my ear, sending a shiver down my spine.

He was fucking me into oblivion, giving me no time to rest.

And I fucking loved it.

His thrusts were hard and relentless, and I was moving just as wildly, matching him every inch.

I felt my legs start to give way, my body arching painfully from the position I was in.

“My legs… It hurts,” I gasped.

In one smooth motion, Damon carried me away from the door, dumped me onto the bed, and rolled me onto my stomach.

He collapsed onto me, his weight pressing me into the mattress, and thrust back into my soaking pussy without a second’s pause.

Pleasure coursed through me like wildfire, my body alight with heat and need as Damon began to thrust his cock into my pussy relentlessly.

“Yes! Fuck me harder!” I cried, my voice ragged.

“Okay, kitten, I’m gonna fuck you as hard as you want,” Damon growled, thrusting into me with brutal force.

I felt every inch of of his cock stretch my pussy, filling me completely as he pounded into me relentlessly, each thrust driving me closer to the edge.

The bedsprings groaned and squeaked beneath us.

My toes curled, my muscles coiling tight, every nerve in my body on fire. “Mmmhhh… I’m close… I’m so close…”

“Arrrrgghh… Me too,” Damon grunted, his thrusts growing ragged and unsteady.

He thrust into my pussy a few more times before I felt his cock pulse and jerk deep inside me.

“Ahhh…Fuck, yeah…” Damon groaned, spilling his cum into the condom.

Damon kept fucking me, his cock jerking inside me as he rode out the wave of his orgasm.

The sensation pushed me over the edge.

My orgasm crashed through me, wave after wave of intense, draining pleasure.

The heat that had burned frantically through my veins, making my pussy throb and my body feel like it was on fire, finally eased.

Damon and I lay there, breathing heavily, our bodies a sweaty, sticky mess.

After a moment, he pulled his cock out of my pussy.

He stood, slid the cum-filled condom off his cock and tied it, then grabbed the other one from the floor.

Then he walked to the bathroom, tossed the used condoms into the trash, and then returned.

He quickly grabbed his clothes from the floor, sliding into his boxers and pants, with his shirt tossed over his shoulder.

Moving close, he squeezed my left ass cheek before landing a sharp, stinging smack.

“See you around, step-sis,” Damon said, a smug expression on his face.

I didn’t have the energy to answer him.

My body was utterly spent.

All I could do was lift a trembling hand and give him the middle finger.

Damon chuckled, bent down to kiss me on the cheek, then headed to the door, stepped outside, and clicked it shut behind him.

Left alone in the wrecked sheets, the scent of sex and Damon thick in the air, exhaustion tugged at every limb.

My pussy throbbed with a deep, used ache.

I couldn’t believe I’d just had sex with Damon, my annoying stepbrother whom I hated so much.

I know I’ll regret it tomorrow and probably hate myself for it, but right now, all I want is a long, refreshing sleep.

Gradually, the darkness behind my eyelids pulled me under, and sleep claimed me.