Morning light spilled through the curtains like an accusation, with long shadows across the room.
I woke up aching in the most intimate places. My body was a living map of everything Reagan had done to me last night. Dried c*m flaked on my inner thighs, my once-virgin p***y was still swollen and tender, and my breasts carried faint red marks from his mouth and teeth. Every tiny movement sent a dull, delicious throb through me...a constant reminder of how thoroughly my own stepbrother had ruined me.
The bond in my chest had this deep satisfaction, warm and content for the first time since the full moon. But my mind was pure chaos.
What the hell had I done?
I had begged him. Moaned his name like a w***e while he sucked greedily on my heavy breasts. Cried out when his thick c**k finally p
