FORBIDDEN TOUCHES: My Biker Stepbrothers' Dirty Secret

Reality sucks

KAYLEE

I walked briskly and rushed into the apartment, ignoring my mom and her husband at the porch while my heart raced wildly.

“What's wrong with her?" I heard my mom whisper as I walked past them to the door but I didn't bother defending myself as I swung the door open and marched in, ready for the worst.

I felt a wave of relief course through me when I entered and didn't find Jordan and Jaden in the living room as I predicted. If I had survived being with Casper for over fifteen minutes then meeting the other two would have killed me.

I let out a sigh and rubbed my chest which still rose and fell from the panic I felt. I could hear my mom and her husband conversing in low tones with Casper, and I knew they were talking about me, but unlike my usual behavior, I didn't pay attention to whatever they were saying. Instead, I turned on my heel and rushed into my room, locking the door behind me.

I walked to the bed and slumped in, releasing a groan of frustration while hitting the dreamcatcher swinging over my head.

I wondered how I survived him for that long. When he pulled me away from a car that wheezed past us, wrapped his hands around mine, stared at me in such a way that my legs weakened, I wondered how I didn't slump at the spot, dead. Those sparks that flew through my body whenever he did that were still there, causing shivers to break out whenever I thought about it.

Why? Why did they have to come back? Why do they have to make me miserable?

When they were away, I wanted them back so badly, I wanted to feel their hands on me, their eyes staring deep into mine, those deep voices whispering filthy words of abomination, but now that they were back, I wanted them back to NYU, far away from me.

Funnily, my thoughts would always be safe when they are not here, when this is not reality.

I kept tossing, turning, and groaning until the dreamcatcher somehow put me to sleep.

Back to Dreamland, I didn't escape them. Casper's eyes were on me while he slammed into me, and Jaden wouldn't stop kissing every part of my body, his lips caught while Jordan nibbled my neck.

I moaned out and threw my head to the side, the pleasure washing through me, making it impossible for me to resist their touches. I split my legs wider, gasping as Casper's slams got faster and rougher. He leaned towards my ears and whispered, “Still going to keep running away, huh?”

My belly twisted, but not in horror. I moaned and swung my hands over his shoulders, gasping out in pleasure while biting my lips.

“Answer us, will you keep running, pumpkin?" Jordan asked as he lifted his face from my neck.

My lips trembled, my core tightened and my legs shook.

"Yes… no…” I stammered.

“What did you say?" Jordan muttered and squeezed my hard tit.

"Oh f**k!” I gasped out and ached in my back as my heart clenched.

Casper grabbed my hands and clenched them under his, then increased his pace, ramming mercilessly into me and earning screams tearing out of my lips.

Jaden came up beside me and dangled his large d**k in front of my face. I gasped and stared at it, my lips parting in surprise.

“Ever sucked a d**k before?" He asked, smirking.

I shook my head and swallowed hard, my body trembling from Casper's thrusts and the idea of sucking Jaden's d**k. What if I choked on it?

I've read an erotica book where the girl choked till she couldn't breathe, what if that happened to me?

"You want to do that now?” Jaden asked.

“Come on, open your mouth, sweetie,” Jaden whispered, wrapping his hand around my chin.

I slowly parted my lips and he threw his leg to the other side, hovering above me. He gripped my head and raised it then shoved his d**k into my mouth.

My throat knotted, my breath ceased and tears gathered in my eyes. I tried to move but Casper had my hands trapped and his hip on mine, grinding fiercely into me. I could barely breathe or move, but the ecstasy was there, eating into me, ravaging my body, messing with my head and my feelings. I was getting choked and wrecked, but I could barely feel pain, only pleasure, and that surging rise of a nearing climax that shot my juices all over my legs and Casper's d**k.

“You aren't sucking, princess, what's wrong? Don't want to?" Jaden muttered.

I muffled, gasping and fighting to let some air into my lungs but he had his d**k all over my mouth and deep in my throat.

"Wrap your lips around and go gently, suck it in and take it out again, squeeze my balls as much as you want, and lick every precum that gets out. I won't c*m if you don't do it well,” he muttered, running his hand through my wet hair.

Casper let go of my hand, and I shakily reached for Jaden's large balls and then squeezed them gently.

He threw his head back and gasped, sinking his teeth into his lip while gripping tight onto my hair.

“Yes, like that, now suck it," he instructed in a raspy voice. I wrapped my lips around his d**k and plopped it out of my mouth the way I read about it. I took it back in, and just as I was about to repeat the steps, Casper slammed so hard into me that the sparks that flew through my body caused me to tremble so hard.

I let out a groan and tried to push Jaden off my body while I trembled in pleasure and another feeling that I couldn't fathom but he didn't move. Instead, he laughed.

"Oh, come on baby, don't be so scared,” Jordan muttered.

My eyes rolled up and my hands slipped away from his balls and grabbed the sheets, my back aching and my belly twisting.

"Kaylee?” I heard them call me but I could barely concentrate or reply.

It felt like I was sinking into a pit, and the pleasure seemed to be vanishing from my grasp.

“Kaylee!" Their voices were louder now, much more serious and filled with alarm. I could hear loud thuds over my head and darkness swaying around me.

I felt Jordan pull out his d**k from my mouth and move away from me but that didn't bring back my breath or take me out of the pit

"Kay–" Darkness hit me and my eyes slammed shut.

But the calls and the thuds didn't stop until I heard my mom's voice join theirs.

My eyes pulled open, and I gasped loudly, then jolted up from the bed. I panted and gripped my chest then pulled my eyes to the door where the thuds were coming from.

It was all a dream, as always. But this felt more real, including the horror.

I sighed and wiped my forehead then slipped out of my bed. The moment my legs touched the ground, I staggered and felt chills wash over my body. I sucked in a deep breath and gripped my side before limping to the door. My p***y still throbbed and my pants were so wet that they were sticking to my thighs.

I unlocked the door and strained my neck, raising my head.

My heart clenched when my eyes fell on my mom's ghostly face. Her eyes were wide and filled with fear as she stared at me with so much concern in her eyes.

“Are you okay?" She asked, sighing out loud.

I forced a smile on my face and nodded my head.

"I've been calling. I thought something bad must have happened to you!” She gasped out.

“I'm fine, Mom, I'm just tired," I muttered flatly.

She sighed and brushed my hair to the side, concern lingering in her eyes.

"Okay, take a shower and come downstairs for dinner.”

I wanted to protest but she raised her finger, shutting me up.

“No more dinner in your room. Get down quickly if you don't want us starving," she said and walked away.

I let out a sigh and closed the door then walked into the bathroom and took a shower.

As the water ran down my skin, I thought about their hands all over my body and the horror of seeing them again after that nightmare.

Those sparks were real, and those stares and skin contact as well.

How will I survive seeing them in reality?

The horror lingered in me as I dressed up in my nightgown and walked downstairs for dinner.

I hoped they would go to a nightclub like they always did whenever they visited. They never stayed for dinner and always ate outside the house.

I could tell they hated my mother just like I hate their father.

The living room was so silent that I didn't even need to raise my dropped head to confirm that they weren't home.

The relief that washed up in me was so much that the horror disappeared as if it had never been there. For the first time, I enjoyed how hostile they were to my mother and me and wished it would continue.

I smiled and quickened my pace, hopping down the stairs in a lifted spirit.

“Ah, there she is, pretty pumpkin!” My feet froze, and the smile on my face faded when that voice hit me.

That was definitely not their father and that voice belonged to one of them… Jordan.

I slowly raised my head, and my body crumpled when my eyes fell on the three heads across the Rovers couple.