The sound of our flesh clapping fills the room. The bed thumps against the wall again, and I couldn’t give two shits if our parents hear us.
Eden lets out a garbled moan, and her eyelashes flutter before her eyes roll back.
I wait for them to open again. For her to scream with pleasure. But nothing comes.
Elijah huffs a laugh. “She fell back asleep. Don’t worry, you can still make her come.”
I’d ask him how he knows that, but I clench my jaw and focus on fucking her in the same maddening tempo that edges me as well. The familiar tingle at the base of my spine intensifies. I’m so goddamn close to blowing my load inside her. It’s too painful to hold back.
“Fuck,” I growl.
Right when I’m about to lose my battle, Eden’s pussy flutters, then clamps down on me. Her thighs clench, and her fingers tighten in the sheets as her eyes move behind her eyelids.
She isn’t asleep at all. The little brat is pretending, as if it will chase away reality that she gets off on her brother fucking her.
A quivering breath escapes me, and I shove deeper inside her as her pussy tries to force me out of her.
“That’s it,” Elijah says. “Feels good, doesn’t it?”
He groans, and his fist flies faster on his cock.
“Fuck,” I growl. “I’m going—”
“Don’t fucking come inside her,” Elijah snarls. “We don’t want tiny Astar babies with this girl.”
I raise my head and glare at him.
Maybe I fucking do. I didn’t think about having kids before now, but since Elijah is telling me not to do it, I want to do exactly that.
I tighten my grip on Eden’s legs and pound into her. Her pussy squeezes me in pulses. It’s enough to send me over the edge. I turn my glare to my brother as I come. I grunt and fill our stepsister, each pulse more toe-curling than the last.
“We don’t know if she’s on birth control,” Elijah says.
I don’t fucking care.
To let him know that, I thrust one last time and blow the last of my load into her. See if I give a fuck.
Elijah’s eyebrows pinch together, and he moves from the head of the bed to look at where Eden and I are joined. The asshole tells me not to come inside her, but his fist flying over his cock tells me differently.
“You like that, don’t you? That I’m going to knock up our sister.” My grin stretches across my face, dark and malicious.
I stop moving and look between us. Her pussy stretches to accommodate my wide girth. She’s perfect and made only for me.
Elijah’s chest rises and falls with heavy breaths. His features twist with conflicted emotion. With a few more strokes, he aims the tip at her pelvis. Cum lands on her pussy and my shaft. I shove deeper inside her, pushing his cum into her as well.
I don’t know what the hell I’m thinking by helping him. I thought I didn’t want to share, and I still don’t, but the sight of my brother’s cum inside our stepsister makes me hard all over again.
It’s because I’m looking in the mirror at him. Simple as that.
After he finishes, he tucks himself into his pants.
The room falls into a tension-filled silence. I pull out of Eden and slap my softening cock against her pussy. Her eyelashes flutter.
A grin stretches my lips.
The little brat is still pretending to be asleep.
Another secret that’s just between us.