Tyrant Twins (Tyrant Dynasty 1)

"Please," she whimpers. "It burns..."

"But it feels good too, doesn't it?" I taunt her. "You love the pain, don't you?"

"Y-Yes," she stutters weakly, flushing a pretty shade of pink as her eyes meet mine.

"Tell me, June. Tell me how much you love it."

"It-It feels so good, Kade... I love how much it burns, how it hurts me. Please. Hurt me more. I want more..."

I make her turn to lie on her belly, then get a bottle of lube and squirt it generously on her ass. She senses what's going to happen, and her whole body tightens as she waits for me. But the tiger balm is still working its magic, and try as she might to stay still, the burning sensation won't let her. June writhes beneath me, begging me for more as her voice breaks over the words.

"You're going to get your ass fucked tonight," I promise her darkly, watching her shiver. We've been getting her ready for this for a while. She's worn a plug for me, keeping it in for hours at a time. But tonight, the final act of my mission will happen. I'm going to be balls deep inside my stepsister's ass tonight... And there's nothing she can do to stop me.

I make sure her ass is lubed, pressing the sticky liquid into her hole.

"Wink it at me," I order her, and she whimpers, but does as she's told, contracting her muscles and giving me quite the show. I'm getting harder and harder, my cock leaking with pre-cum and getting harder to ignore by the second. "Get on your knees, Junebug."

She does as she's told even though her body still trembles from the sensations of the balm. Luckily for her, it's lessening now, but I'll soon give her a different kind of pain that will surely make her head spin.

Once she's on her knees, I part her ass cheeks, groaning when I see the steady drip of her pussy mixing with the lube. I spread it over her hole, getting her nice and ready for me and relishing the moment I place my thick cockhead at her entrance.

"It's going to hurt," I warn her.

"I don't care." She's so far gone. So far away from the innocent little girl I remember. June Miller is all woman now, and she's all. Fucking. Mine. "Please let me have it, Kade... Fuck my ass, please, I've waited so long."

I lube my cock up as well and then slowly but forcefully begin pushing inside her. The pain must be blinding, but she takes it, whimpering and moaning so much my cock only gets harder as I force inch after inch inside her last virgin hole.

"Oh my fucking God, Junebug." I grunt. "Your ass is so fucking tight... You feel so good. Clench around me, come on. I want to feel you."

She does as she's told. The pressure of her hole tightening around my cock is overwhelming, giving me an insane amount of pleasure and making my fucking head spin. With every second that passes, I have to fight the urge to push inside her, to claim her, to take what's always been fucking mine. But I force myself to go slow, torturing her until my cock is finally inside her.

"It hurts," she hisses. "Take it out, Kade!"

"Just stay like this." I take her hair in my fist and gently pull it back, so she's forced to look up at me. "If I pull it out now, it's only going to hurt more."

"Please," she whimpers. "It hurts so fucking much, Kade... No more."

"Take it, Junebug," I grunt. "I don't fucking care if it hurts you. It feels so damn good for me..."

My words make her moan in pleasure, and with each second that passes, her tight little hole gets used to me more and more. She accepts me, holding me in. I can't pull out now—she's gripping me too tightly. Instead, I lean down to whisper in her ear as she moans my name.

"Do you want me to come in your tight little ass, Junebug?"

"Fuck," she breathes. "No, I..."

"Are you sure?" I ask, voice dripping with dark sweetness. "Are you sure you don't want that?"

"Kade!" She wriggles beneath me, the motion only making my cock fucking harder. "Kade, please."

"Please what?" I smack her ass, the sound reverberating through the room. But June isn't crying for mercy anymore. No, she's moaning now, wanton and uncaring for anything but her own pleasure. "Remember to ask for what you want, Junebug. Tell me what's on your mind. Tell me how good that thick cock feels as it stretches your holes out."

"Come in me," she whispers. "I'll do anything."

"Tell me you love me," I order her, knowing it's breaking a part of her. Despite everything we've been through, I've still not said the magic words to June. I'm saving them. "Say it, Junebug."