Mated To The Alpha Stepbrother

Se*xual Tension

Vinorca Jona POV

"Tasty," Dante commented, sucking my n*****s like a beast.

"Leave me!" I screamed in pain.

"You look so beautiful under me with my marks on you. How can someone be this ugly and beautiful at the same time?" Dante groaned, leaving my n*****s.

My hands started aching from holding his hair for so long. My grip loosened as he sucked my neck with intensity.

"Mhmm–Mhm," I whimpered, saliva dripping from my open mouth.

"Bunny, you look awesome with your mouth half-open and this lewd face you're showing me. I can't control myself anymore; this face just looks so great," he said, taking my hand and sliding my fingers over his bare abs.

My eyes fell and glued to his defined abs, hard and beautifully carved. I didn't blink as he slid his fingers down and tugged at his pant button. I felt speechless, unable to react.

"Are you not going to be the naughty girl for me, Bunny?" he asked, pressing my hand to his crotch. I could feel how big he was, not even fitting in my hand.

Without seeing his d**k, I could tell he was huge, and wanting to rip me apart.

"You feel it, right? This is what I've been feeling for so long. You can't imagine how I controlled myself because you were underage. Now I know it's half an hour before you turn eighteen and seventeen is not even underage, but I wanted to f**k you on your birthday only, that's why I waited so long.” His grip on my hand tightened, and my grip on his d**k became firmer, giving me a blueprint of how big he was.

I wanted to say something, but nothing came to mind. Neither words nor thoughts could help me process it. His seduction worked, making me forget everything I wanted to think.

Dante guided my hand inside his briefs, and as his bare skin touched my fingers, I shivered in surprise.

He was as hard as a rock, ready to f**k me wildly, making me feel like he owned my p***y, sending shivers down my spine as I held on a forbidden thing, calculating the inches he carried.

"s**t! Mmm-mmm-mmm," Dante moaned loudly as he made me pull his crotch out, making me hold it in a fisted form.

My fingers struggled to grasp it, as it didn't fit in my hands. His big hands hid mine as if he were holding his own crotch.

"What!" I tried to speak.

But he sat straight and got close to my lips, with my hand holding his d**k, and his hand holding my hand. He pressed his crotch against my lips; the edge brushed my wet lips.

"Vinorca, just split these lips of yours. I want to feel how they're going to make me cream you," Dante commanded raspily, pushing himself more on my lips, blocking any way for me to reply.

His eyes narrowed, challenging me to deny him.

‘Wait for me, Vin!’ Lewis's voice rang in my head, his emotions still living inside me. How could I do this? I wasn't ready, not in this lifetime.

Tears started escaping my eyes as my mind unfroze, my hormones battling within me. I couldn't let this happen. This was anything but right.

"Open your mouth, bunny. If you don't open these lips, don't blame me for splitting the other two. It's up to you how you want to be pleased. If you obey, it'll be great; if not, no problem. I know you love it when I get rough," Dante threatened, pushing himself more on my lips.

His words weren't empty, and I could feel he was serious. I gulped down my saliva, realizing how f****d up this was going to be.

I parted my lips; his warning did all the work. I knew what he meant by mentioning the other pair of lips.

"That's how I like it, bunny," Dante grinned as his tip entered my mouth, touching my tongue and avoiding my teeth.

In a flash, he thrust his d**k into my mouth, making my gums wide and his tip touching the back of my throat.

My eyes widened and turned red from his wild thrust. I could feel him filling my throat, his veins bulging out from hardness.

He put his hand on the back of my neck, raising my half-body while holding my hand on his d**k with the other hand, choking me and blocking my oxygen.

"Shhh, bunny, relax. Nothing is happening. Just breathe through your nose; I'll handle everything," Dante cooed, treating me like a s*x doll.

I tried to breathe through my nose, but in the half-sitting position, I couldn't understand how he expected me to do anything with his crotch like this in my mouth.

He seemed to have lost his mind, as if he ever even behaved normally.

"Your eyes and the way your mouth looks swollen with me inside you, that's so great, bunny," Dante growled, grabbing my hair and pushing back and forth.

“Ack….ack..” I started coughing with his d**k in my mouth, saliva dripping out, making his crotch smooth for easy entry.

"Don't cough, Vinorca; it's ruining my mood."

‘You try it then, motherfucker,’ I screamed in my head.

"Hmmmm, just like this, bunny," he commented as his d**k thickened inside my mouth, threatening to rip it open.

I tried my best not to let my teeth cause harm, fearing his reaction to any scratch, though I wanted to bite his d**k off - reaction will be more hilarious, isn't it?

"Just a little more, bunny," he roughly thrust, exploding in my mouth, shooting c*m down my throat. I gulped it without question. What could I do? I complied to survive.

Dante pulled out, removing his hand from my neck, and I fell back on the bed, my hand on his d**k slipping away too, feeling all weak. My tears had dried, my throat felt sticky, and nausea overwhelmed me from the taste of his c*m.

"You did a great job, bunny. I heard you didn't have dinner. How do you like it now? Full?" he chuckled with a satisfied voice and a teasing smug.

I watched his face silently, trying to catch my breath as my mouth ached from everything he did.

Is this how people do blowjobs? This man is insane, calling it dinner. I wanted to vomit on him so he'd know how it felt.

He unloaded in my mouth without caring how it would make me feel. The lingering taste on my tongue and the sight of him stripped to his thighs messed with my head.

"It's not enough, bunny. I want to have you whole. How can you be this weak? It's soon gonna be your eighteenth birthday, and your present should remind you who you belong to your whole damn life," Dante said, placing his hand on my jeans button.

I knew what he meant. I didn't want to give my virginity to him. I didn't know how to make him leave.

I wanted to give my virginity to someone I love, not my mate or anyone else—but now, how?

"You got yourself wet, didn't you?" Dante slid his hand inside my panties.

Lost in thought, I didn't notice him opening my pants and touching my wet p***y lips.

"You liked it, still throwing those looks at me. You know bad girls deserve punishment. You behaved badly today. After getting pleasure, you didn't give me any?" He parted my p***y lips, rubbing my wetness and playing with my entrance.

My whole body felt the sensations as he blamed me for enjoying it. He was the one who shoved himself in my mouth. My reaction was normal in s****l tension. I wasn't a eunuch; of course, I reacted—bastard!