“Bunny.” My heart nearly leaps out of my chest, and this time when I hear the one word, I know it’s not in my head or part of a dream. It’s coming from the man walking out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his waist and his dark hair wet from the shower. “You’re not hurting, are you?”
I open and close my mouth as Connor comes to stand at the side of the bed. He’s older now, and his body is thicker and more built than I recall. He’s the same but he’s not. His tone is soft, but I can tell there is an edge to it. He’s trying to control it.
“Connor?” I whisper, wondering if my mind is making things up, but I could never forget his eyes. No one can.
I’ve never seen someone with eyes as dark as his. Even Mom mentioned them more than once. She wondered if he was soulless. At least that's what she’d say when I asked about him. That’s not what I saw when I stared into his eyes. I always thought they let me see into him. Right now, though, I’m not sure what I’m seeing. There’s something wild there.
“Sis.” He slips onto the bed. “Did you really think I’d let you go?” He brushes his mouth across mine ever so gently. “I told you we’d always be together.” Connor’s tongue licks across the seam of my mouth. “Answer me.” He nips my bottom lip, making me gasp.
“I don’t understand.” A tear slips free, and he narrows his eyes on me before he kisses it away.
“Are you scared?”
“I don’t know,” I answer honestly. Scared of what he’s done to me? Scared that I might be ripped from him again?
“You think I’d hurt you?” His voice is deeper than I’ve ever heard it.
“Would you?” I ask.
Connor isn’t only the brother I remember. Now he’s a man in every sense of the word, and a darkness lingers around him. I try to bring my arms down to touch him, forgetting that they are tied. He used to tell me I was a bright light in his world of darkness. He used to tell me that he loved me too. Does he still or is he mad like Mom said he’d be if they ever found us?
“It depends what you consider hurt, I suppose.” He buries his face in my neck, sucking in a deep breath. “You always smelled so sweet.” He kisses my neck, and I feel his lips trailing along it. “I don’t want to hurt you, Bunny.” He lifts his head, his body sliding over on top of mine before he presses his knees down, demanding my thighs to spread for him. My brother's hard cock presses against my bare sex, and a whimper leaves me. That’s when the full body ache comes rushing back. “But know I will do whatever I need to keep you. You’re mine, Bunny. You belong to me.” His hand wraps around my throat. “Did you leave with her willingly?” His fingers tighten.
“No.”
“You weren't hers to take. Do you understand that?” I nod my head. “I want to hear it, little sister. Who do you belong to?” His hand keeps tightening around my neck, making it harder to breathe. I can see it now in his eyes. He’s like a rabid dog being taunted with the food it’s been starved of.
And I’m his next meal.
Chapter Four
CONNOR
“I’m yours.” Her words are strained because I’m squeezing her neck, but I can’t stop myself. I have to show her who’s in control, and it’s not her.
“That’s right.” I stare down to where her pussy is, and I push my cock in a little more. “I’m taking you bare. Nothing comes between us ever again…” When the first inch of my dick penetrates her, I groan in both agony and need. “I always knew my little sister's cunt would be my first and only.”
“It hurts.” She wiggles as I push in a little more.
“This is why I took your ass when you were asleep.” She squeezes around me, and I almost choke. “Fuck.”
“You’re too big.” Her eyes are wide, but I’m already shaking my head.
“You’ll take it,” I grunt as I push in a little more, and her virgin pussy yields to my dick. With one last thrust, I sink all the way inside, and she hisses. “You feel so goddamn good.”
“Connor.” She cries out, but I’m too far gone.
I’ve still got my hand around her neck, and I pull out and rock back in. I’m pumping faster now, and I feel how wet she is. Even if there’s pain, she’s getting off on it. Or getting off on me taking it.
“Do you have any idea how many times I dreamed of this?” With my other hand, I push her leg up so I can get deeper. “Your ass was sweet, but my cum belongs here.” Grinding against her pussy, I feel her clench with need. “Tell me you want me to do it.”