Paranormal Erotic Romance Box Set (73 page)

That got me thinking. Papa allowed us to do whatever we
wanted, with one caveat. We cannot ever allow anyone to suspect anything about
our family. And if anyone ever does, we must see to it that we either put it
right in their minds or make them gone. It was stupid of me to do what I did in
front of her, she wasn’t some dumb trick we picked up at a bar or even a girl
we knew that liked to engage in that sort of behavior.

Mandy Cantervoss is one of the straightest girls at
school. Virginal among a sea of bad, rich girls, she stuck out like a sore
thumb. Nico tried for months just to get her to kiss him. And after Papa had us
deflowered and allowed us to fuck whomever we wanted, Mandy finally gave in to
Nico’s begging and fucked him yesterday. But I didn’t know it was her first
time and I didn’t stop to think that she may be freaked out to watch Nico and
his sister fuck in front of her. I naturally assumed it would turn her on. I
mean, wouldn’t you like to watch us go at it? Well, if you’re questioning, let
me assure you, you would. I promise.

“So, what happened at the end?” I said. “Did you finally
get her straightened out?”

“I honestly don’t know, Lyric. I mean she was fucking
freaked. I told her all the things I thought she wanted to hear. I told her
that I loved her and that you were insane. I fucked her again, this time to
completion and she seemed okay, but like I said, she was freaked.”

“Wait! You told her I was insane?”

“Yeah, what the fuck was I supposed to say? I can pretty
much guarantee that none of Mandy’s encounters with her brother Jake led to
fucking!”

“Well, you didn’t push me off your cock, Nico!” I said and
stood from the bed. “Wouldn’t that make you insane too? Why’d you have to say
that about me?”

“You are so fucking selfish sometimes! Is that all you
care about? You care that Mandy Cantervoss thinks you’re insane?”

“You would too. I mean, I know you had to think pretty
quick and I admit I wasn’t thinking of the family when I came into your room
yesterday, but fuck, couldn’t you have thought of something else? I don’t want
Professor Teresi to hear that I’m insane!”

“That’s all this is about? What that cocksucker thinks of
you? Fuck, Lyric, you are insane and you need to be punished!”

Nico sprang toward me and grabbed me by the wrists. His
towel came off and his cock was rock hard. Punished indeed! This is the kind of
punishment I love.

He got behind me and slammed me up against my mirrored
closet door. He lowered to his knees in front of my ass, grabbed me by my hips
and pulled me toward him.

“Bend the fuck over and touch the ground,” he said.

I did as I was told and spread my legs, bent over and
grabbed my ankles. He ran his hands up my thighs and rested them on my pussy.
He slapped my pussy with force and my clit throbbed between each slap. He
brought his hands away from my cunt and moaned.

“Your pussy is already wet, you fucking little whore!”

I watched him jack his cock from between my legs. His
hands were damp with my pussy juice. I wanted to fall back and impale my pussy
on his cock, but I knew his game. I would let him punish me. Or, at least
believe he was punishing me.

“It’s wet for your cock, brother,” I said.

Nico stopped jacking his thick cock and reached up and put
his hands on my ass.

“I want this ass, Lyric. This round, firm ass needs to be
mine!”

He spanked my ass with his open palms, over and over again
until the sting crawled up and down my body. My pussy juice ran down the inside
of my thighs and Nico stuck his head between my legs. He ran his tongue up and
down my thighs and lapped my pussy juices from my legs. I squirmed and squealed
and tried to squat so my pussy ran into his tongue, but he knew my game too and
grabbed my ass and held me away from his face.

“This is your punishment, Lyric and my pleasure,” he said
as he jacked his cock. “I will not suck on that sweet pussy. Not today, at
least.”

He massaged my stinging ass for a moment and spanked me
again. I tried not to squirm too much because I knew if he realized I enjoyed
it, he would stop. My pussy throbbed and I wanted his cock. Nico is a prick
like that. He’d keep it from me if he knew I wanted it.

“Back your ass up, reach around and spread your ass
cheeks,” he said.

I did as he instructed and backed toward him and spread my
legs wide, bent deeply until my head touched the floor and spread my ass cheeks
for him.

“You have no idea how hot this looks, Lyric,” he said.

I watched him through my spread legs as he jacked himself
off.

“You have no idea how hot what I’m watching looks,
brother,” I said.

He rose to his knees and rubbed his soft face against my
ass cheeks. Then I felt stabs of pleasure hit my pussy as he swirled his tongue
in circles around my asshole. My knees felt weak as he darted his tongue in and
out of my tight ass and my pussy juices ran down my legs. Nico grabbed the
inside of my thighs and slid his hands up and down toward my pussy as he ate my
ass out and teased my clit with his fingers.

I tried to remain still, tried not to clue him in to my pleasure,
but the more he plunged his tongue in and out of my asshole, the closer I got
to cumming. I dug my nails into my ass cheeks, spreading them as wide as I
could and focused on his thick cock. His pre-cum dribbled from the head and
down the shaft. I wanted to lick it off his dome and shove his cock in my
pussy. I wanted my brother to make the ache go away.

“You like getting that tight asshole eaten out, you filthy
little slut?” Nico said as he grabbed his cock and yanked it up and down.

“Yes,” I said and poked my ass toward his face.

“You want me to fuck that tight asshole?” he said.

I hesitated. Someone bumped into the DJ table with that
question. I’ve never been fucked in the ass before. We all watched porn growing
up, probably like you may have watched Disney movies. The boys especially loved
the anal porn, but to me, it just looked like it hurt. Bad. And not bad in the
good way.

Nico’s cock is big and thick. He has the kind of cock that
makes you cum from the fucking alone. No need to rub your clit when his cock is
sliding in and out of you. His cock alone hits every ridge and nerve ending
inside my pussy. The external is simply a bonus. But the ass? Thing about this
is, I was fucked either way. If I said no, he’d do it anyway and hard. But if I
said yes, he could just walk away and leave me with an achy cunt begging for
his cock. I did the mental coin toss and said--

“No.”

“What? No? You are telling me no?” Nico said as he stood
from the floor. “What are you saying no to, Lyric?”

I remained bent over in front of him and kept my legs and
ass cheeks spread wide.

“I don’t want you to fuck me in the ass. I’ve never done
it before and I’m afraid it’s going to hurt.”

“Well then,” he said and grabbed me by the waist,
“perfect!”

Boys are so predictable.

“Nico, I’m serious,” I said as he swung me toward my
vanity. “I don’t think I want to do this.”

“Don’t worry,” he said as he leaned over me from behind
and planted my hands against the top of my vanity, “I’ll go easy. This time.”

He pulled my legs out toward him and pressed down on my
back until my tits rested on top of my vanity and the side of the table top
poked me in the ribs.

“Rest the side of your face on the top of the table and
spread your ass cheeks for me again,” he said.

I spread my ass cheeks wide and rested my face against the
top of my vanity. Nico stood behind me and rubbed the tip of his cock up and
down the crack of my ass and pressed it into my asshole.

“You ready for this?” he said.

“Nope, definitely not,” I said as I squirmed a bit
anticipating pain.

Nico reached between my legs with one of his hands and
rubbed my pussy. I thrust my hips back and forth and grinded my wet pussy
against his hand. He leaned over me and whispered in my ear.

“I can tell you like this, Lyric,” he said and plunged two
fingers of his other hand in my mouth. “Get them nice and wet.”

I sucked on his fingers, getting them wet while I grinded
my pussy against his hand. I felt my orgasm start to build and I backed off a
bit because I wanted this to last as long as possible. He took his fingers out
of my mouth and ran them up and down between my ass cheeks.

“I always like it from you, Nico,” I said and moaned.

He swirled his fingers around my asshole and then pressed
against the tight hole with his fingers.

“Relax,” Nico said as he applied more pressure to my clit
with his palm.

I relaxed my stomach and took a deep breath in and then
blew it out slowly. Nico inserted his finger into my asshole and two fingers
from his other hand into my pussy. It felt like he was pressing his fingers
toward each other and I felt jolts and shocks ricocheting around my body as he
touched something deep inside me. I don’t know if it was in my pussy or asshole
or both, but whatever it was, I never wanted the feeling to end. I reached down
between my legs and took over rubbing my clit with my palm. I swiped back and
forth over my clit as if I was strumming a guitar and I felt this intense
tingle creeping up the back of my thighs.

“Give me more,” I said. “I want to feel it all!”

Nico took his fingers out of my asshole and I felt the
head of his cock pressing against the skin his fingers just probed. He pushed
the head of his cock into the hole and I felt it stretch to let him in. He went
into my ass surprisingly slow and conscious of the fact it was my first time.
He inched his cock into me and stopped for a bit after each gentle thrust.

At first it felt as if he would split me in two. I
remembered my mother used to babble about my father splitting her in two when
he fucked her. I thought of my mother and wondered if I’d turn out as insane as
she was when she killed herself. But then as I relaxed, he lit up every nerve
ending inside my ass and I backed all the way into him and we both gasped.

“Are you okay, Lyric?” Nico said as he made little
movements into me.

“Yes, very okay,” I said.

Nico reached down and around my hips and rubbed his
fingers around my pussy.

“Spread your legs a little wider,” he said.

I spread wider and felt him jam two fingers inside my
pussy. He reached back toward his cock, now deep inside my asshole and began to
pump in and out harder. I rubbed my clit as I met the increasing forces of his
thrusts with mine and backed my ass against him over and over.

“Fuck, this is so tight,” Nico said. “I’m gonna cum,
Lyric. I’m gonna cum deep inside your ass!”

I rubbed my clit faster and harder wanting nothing more
than to cum with Nico. My legs and arms got weak as the blood left my
extremities and rushed into my pussy and my clit. The feeling of Nico
penetrating me with his cock in my asshole and his fingers in my pussy was
electrifying and I felt as if the force of us could have lit up the entire
city. I slammed my ass back and forth against him and reached around and tore
at the flesh on his back and ass and just as I was about to explode, I dug my
fingernails deeply into his ass cheeks and screamed.

“I’m cumming, Nico! I want you to cum now!”

Nico ripped his hands from my pussy, dug his fingers into
my hips and lifted me up off the floor with my ass impaled on his cock. He
slammed me back and my ass pressed against his stomach as he pumped his warm
cum deep inside my asshole.

“Fuck! You fucking filthy bitch!”

Nico held me tight against his cock and rested his chest
against my back as he bent forward and lowered me back onto the floor. I rested
my chest and head back down on top of the vanity and relaxed my muscles to
allow his cock’s retreat. He fell back into a slipper chair next to the bed and
I walked toward my bed on wobbly legs and lay down on my side facing him. We
were both breathing quickly, but quietly and stared at each other. Finally, he
got off the chair and sat beside me on the bed and stroked a curl off my
forehead.

“Are you okay, Lyric?” he said as he leaned down and
kissed my cheek.

“Yes, I’m fine,” I said and stroked the side of his face.

“Man, that was really intense,” he said and chuckled.
“You’re not an ass virgin any more, Lyric.”

“Nope,” I said, “you’re right. Not a virgin in any sense
anymore.”

“Well, I’ve got to take another shower and so do you. I’ll
see you in the dining room for breakfast.”

Nico walked out of my room and I eased myself off the bed
and made my way into my bathroom. I got under the hot shower and re-washed my
body. I felt a little sad, but I didn’t know why. It felt like something ended,
but I didn’t know what. I tried to figure out why I was sad after Nico left for
a long time, but I couldn’t come up with anything. Maybe one day it will dawn
on me and I’ll blurt it out at an inappropriate time like you do when you
finally remember a song title that’s been driving you crazy for weeks.

I tried to refocus my attention on getting ready to see
Professor Teresi again, but I was pretty quiet while we were at breakfast and
as we drove to school. I was still trying to figure out why I felt sad and
noticed Nico did a lot of staring out the window too. I never asked him if he
felt sad as well, but he sure did look it.

“What the fuck is wrong with you guys?” Alexander said in
the car on the way to school. “Did you two have a fight?”

Nico was unaware that Alexander was referring to him and
Julian poked Nico in the ribs and asked the question again.

“What?” Nico said. “Nothing is wrong with us, we’re fine.
Aren’t we fine, Lyric?”

“Yes,” I said, “we’re fine.”

We all filed out of the car when Jimmy pulled up to
school. Nico walked up to Mandy Cantervoss and she pushed him away and ran down
the hall. Nico looked back at me and shook his head. I mouthed the words I’m
sorry to him and turned down the other hall toward Professor Teresi’s class
with Rose.

“What is going on, Lyric?” Rose said as we approached the
class.

“Nothing, Rose. I just feel blue for some reason. I don’t
know why and it has nothing to do with Nico,” I said and opened the door to my
classroom.

“Okay, whatever you say. Meet me in front of Chemistry
after this class and we’ll go to our lockers together, okay?” Rose said.

“I will meet you if Professor Teresi and I aren’t deep
in...conversation,” I said and giggled.

“Okie dokie,” Rose said and skipped down the hallway
toward her Chemistry class.

I walked into the class and almost didn’t notice the dirty
look Bobby Sharpe gave me as I walked passed his desk. I stopped and turned
around to face him.

“What the fuck is that look about, Bobby?”

“What are you talking about, Lyric?” he said. “I’m not
giving you any looks, weirdo.”

Bobby was my buddy ever since we were freshmen. He always
treated me kindly and never acted like a jerk to me. I didn’t know why he was
then, but I took my seat and vowed to talk to him about it later in the day.

I fixed my hair and got ready for Professor Teresi’s
arrival in the class, but when the bell rang and he still wasn’t there, I was
nervous something was wrong. And when old Mrs. Albanao came into the class and
announced that she would be our teacher for that class, I was frantic because I
knew something was definitely wrong.

“Um, Mrs. Albanao,” I said as I raised my hand, “what
happened to Professor Teresi?”

“I don’t know,” she said. “Don’t worry about it girl. You
just concentrate on your studies!”

I couldn’t wait to get out of class and forty-five minutes
later when the bell rang, I was first out the door to find Rose. We practically
knocked into each other as I ran down the hall.

“Whoa, Lyric, what’s wrong?” Rose said as she grabbed me.

“He wasn’t in class today, we had a sub!” I said, practically
in tears. “What could be happening?”

“Calm down,” Rose said. “Maybe he’s just sick.”

“No, something is wrong. I know that this has to do with
what happened yesterday. Gosh, Rose, what if the wife killed him or something?”

“Lyric, the wife did not kill him. He’s probably just
sick, there’s a flu going around. Please don’t get paranoid,” she said and put
her arm around me as we walked toward the locker bank.

As Rose and I walked toward the lockers, we both noticed
the kids coming from the lockers giving us weird looks. Sort of the same look
Bobby Sharpe threw me in class.

“What the fuck, Rose?” I said as we got closer to our
lockers. “Tell me you don’t see the looks we’re getting and don’t you dare tell
me I’m paranoid.”

“Yeah, it does seem to be odd,” Rose said as she looked at
the kids who were staring at us. “What is going--holy shit, Lyric!”

Julian sat on the ground under my locker. I looked to the
right and Alexander stood next to him. And to the left, Nico stood with an
angry look on his face and his arms extended. And on my locker? Giant, thick
neon yellow letters spray-painted across the top that read:
BROTHER FUCKER
.

“Nice, Lyric, huh?” Nico said as he paced back and forth
in front of my locker. “I fucking told you this would happen! I told you this!”

“Calm down, Nico,” Rose said, “Lyric is not having a good
day!”

“Oh, not having a good day?” Nico said and grabbed my arm.
“How’s your day now, Lyric?”

Nico slammed me up against my locker and I smelled the
paint still fresh on the metal. He pushed my shoulders into the metal and the
pad lock dug into my back.

“Nico, stop!” Serene said as she ran into the locker bank.
“Leave her alone, this is not her fault.”

“The fuck it isn’t!” Nico said. “I told you that Mandy is
a straight girl and that I may not have smoothed things over with her. And now
it’s fucking obvious!
Brother Fucker
, Lyric. You stupid, selfish bitch!”

Nico drew me toward him and slammed me back into the
locker and walked away. I fought the urge to cry and stood there with my head
hung. Nico leaned against the lockers away from us and slid down to the ground
and sat with his head in his hands. We were all silent. This was the first time
that any of us really fought, other than the usual bickering back and forth.
For once I stopped thinking about Professor Teresi and thought about how I hurt
my brothers and sisters. I thought about what Papa would do and I was really
terrified. And finally, I thought of the potential damage to my family.

You have heard of the Inquisition, haven’t you? Papa worked
very hard to build what he has, to seek our mothers out and inject his seed
into them to produce us. He wanted us because he knew that he didn’t want to be
alone any longer. But Papa knows more about people, more about you, than you
probably know about yourself.

He knows that different is shunned in this life. That once
the mark of different is carved into your flesh, you are forever suspect. You
risk everything for that difference and sometimes, the foundation you lay is
not worth risking the masses destroying it by outing your non-conformity. So,
you fly under the radar...you blend. You don’t forsake your beliefs, you just
don’t flaunt them. Because when the angry army finds out you exist, your beauty
immediately turns ugly and the mob seeks to destroy you, everything you are and
everything you have. But Papa has no interest in wandering anymore. He’s made
New York his home, the headquarters of his empire, and he will not pack us all
up and run away like a gypsy in the night.

You see, there are a few things that the
book
gets
right. Papa was the son of the morning and held his place high and exalted
above everything. He is perfection incarnate and there was a terrible fight,
one that nearly cost him everything. But he wasn’t cast down as a beast to wander
the earth. He wandered as the man he is and he knew that he needed to rebuild,
to procreate and rise up again as the most powerful being in the world. But he
isn’t a preacher and does not want to convert you. You have to abandon nothing
if you don’t want to. Frankly, he couldn’t give a shit what you do or do not
believe. Just don’t cross him. Or us.

“Alright, let’s all calm down,” Julian said. “We need to
think of a plan.”

“What we need to do is get that Mandy cunt and end her!”
Serene said through clenched teeth.

“Easy there, Ice Cube,” Alexander said. “We’re not going
to end anyone until we sit down and discuss this like semi-rational people.
We’ll meet tonight after Papa goes out. There’s no need to alert him to this.”