Luring My Alpha Stepbrother

Each Other's First

Ethan's POV (Contained Adult Themes)

I slipped off my pajamas and carefully unbuttoned Alissa’s as well. Her top fell open, revealing her flawless, luminous skin. My eyes were drawn to her gentle curves immediately, her chest rising and falling with each soft breath. The delicate pink n*****s on her breast stood out, slightly upturned and enticing.

I reached out, cupping her snow-white breast in my hands, marveling at the softness beneath my fingertips. With gentle pressure, I began to knead her tenderly, the pliant curves shifting under my touch.

Alissa's breath quickened, and as my fingers brushed over her sensitive n*****s, she let out a soft, involuntary moan. Her body arched toward me, unable to resist the tension building within her.

The sight of her like this, so vulnerable and yearning, ignited a deep hunger within me. Leaning in, I took one of her flushed n*****s into my mouth, savoring the taste as I sucked gently. My other hand continued its exploration, teasing and kneading, drawing more soft sighs and moans from her lips.

"Ethan..." she breathed, her voice trembling, a mix of longing and surrender. Alissa's face flushed, her breathing quickening as if she couldn’t withstand this overwhelming sensation anymore.

It was a feeling neither of us had ever experienced before—a blend of unfamiliarity and intensity that blurred the line between dream and reality.

I had never touched a girl before, let alone my mate. The mix of longing and fulfillment was almost surreal. As my lips grazed her n*****s, my gentle bites and soft licks seemed to send tremors through her body as well, her every shiver a testament to the connection we were sharing.

She clung to me tighter, holding on as though afraid to let go.

Her body is a treasure trove to me, irresistibly drawing me in. Once I reached out, there was no turning back, no pulling away.

She was my everything.

As I continued to explore Alissa’s body with my lips, I could sense my d**k hardening. The massive bulge pressed against the fabric of my pajamas, threatening to break it through.

I pressed it against Alissa’s panties deliberately, hoping she could sense my desire for her. Then I imitated specific motions, allowing my d**k to press against her panties repeatedly.

Eventually, Alissa’s panties became thoroughly drenched.

"Hold me," I whispered.

Yet Alissa remained still.

I repeated, "Hold me, Alissa.”

As I spoke, I slowly removed Alissa's panties. Noticing Alissa's lack of response, I gently pulled her closer, wrapping my arms around her shoulders. My hand began to wander between her legs, gradually delving into the depths of her lush terrain.

Eventually, I slipped a finger inside of her p***y. So tight and so warm, just like I predicted.

Alissa parted her lips and breathed heavily after my finger went inside of her.

The final spark has extinguished at last. Alissa and I were both consumed by an insatiable desire to completely engulf one another now. Particularly the typically cold and distant Alissa. She reached out and loosened the knot on my pajamas as if she couldn't wait any longer.

The next minute, her eyes widened as she took in the sight of my d**k, which had been in her grasp just the night before, now proudly presented before her again.

Her gaze lingered on my arousal for a moment, then a flush crept across her cheeks as she turned her face away.

I leaned in, gently guiding her chin, and pressed my lips against hers in a passionate, lingering kiss. “Don’t be shy. He is yours.”

A delicate and subtle indentation graced Alissa’s chin, and my thumb found its way there, caressing it gently, echoing the longing I had envisioned countless times before.

Almost every night, I would dream about Alissa. She would be like a mystical fairy appearing under the cover of darkness. We would wander through my fantasies each night, sharing tender kisses and intimate moments in the warmth of my bed, only to vanish without a whisper as dawn broke and I opened my eyes.

Each morning, waking up to find all the sweetness between Alissa and me is just a dream, a profound emptiness would envelop my heart.

At that time, I would never have the adacity to imagine kissing her, let alone f*cking her.

Now that I held Alissa close for real, the world around us seemed to fade away. I still couldn’t believe I had Alissa in bed now. Our naked bodies were pressed against one another so close.

I extended my tongue, teasingly caressing Alissa's tender lips that bore the marks of my passionate kisses, while my hand firmly grasped her smooth breast beneath me.

As I caught sight of Alissa stirring beneath me, her fingers grasping the bedsheet, I wrapped my arms around her waist and pressed her down gently.

“Slow down, it’s too big…” Alissa fought to pull away, but my arms held her captive, enveloping her in a passionate hug.

“Don't run away from me, Alissa…” I pressed my lips to her neck, tenderly arching her body, much like a kitten yearning for affection.

As I looked up and for approval in her face, Alissa shut her eyes, whispering, "Just be gentle.”

I surrendered to the moment, letting my hips sink gracefully. As I finally felt the warmth of Alissa's p***y wrapped around my d**k, her body embraced me with an intoxicating tightness that sent shivers of pleasure coursing through my veins.

Alissa's gaze kept locking onto mine, her lower lip caught between her teeth as a soft, sultry hum escaped her throat. Her breath came in tantalizing gasps. She clutched the sheets around her, her legs entwining my waist with a seductive grace.

So this is what it feels like to f*ck my mate. It felt as if the two of us had finally merged into one, a single entity. One that will remain unbroken by any force.

I gently slid a pillow beneath Alissa’s waist, enhancing her position for a more exquisite experience. With one hand gently cradling her waist, I let my other hand glide over her skin, easing her into a state of blissful relaxation.

As I observed Alissa's gradual acclimation, I gently pressed my d**k deeper. At that moment, I felt Alissa’s inside twitch a bit, as if she was satisfied by my movement.

“You enjoy this, don’t you?” I leaned in closer, my lips brushing against her earlobe.

When I looked at her face, Alissa’s gaze was lingering on my face. But her eyes are not filled with desires. No, they are filled with hatred and disgust.

The next second, Alissa lifted her hand and delivered a sharp, resonant slap across my cheek. "If you wanted to f*ck, just f*ck already! Don’t say like I’d enjoy it.”

I tilted my head slightly, feeling a warm flush of pain radiate across the left side of my face. I had witnessed that disgust on Alissa’s face more times than I could count. I just couldn’t believe she would still have this disgust on her face right now, when we are f*cking.

The way Alissa's face twisted in disgust ignited a fire within me. "Alright, let's get to the point.” With a steady hold on Alissa's waist, I pulled her nearer, my actions purposeful and passionate as I immersed myself fully in her p***y.

Alissa gasped, her voice quivering with raw emotion, soon engulfed by deep, soul-stirring sobs. “You asshole, Ethan.”

I gently wiped away her tears, showering her closed eyelids with tender kisses.

As I entered Alissa deeper, the sharp sting of discomfort held me back from going deeper. Thus, I decided to refrain from delving further. Instead, I maintained my position, my hands beginning to wander over the enticing curves of Alissa's body.

As my fingers caressed her skin, a thrilling shiver coursed through me when I raised my hand to unveil the crimson stain on the sheet.

This is Alissa’s blood? Did she feel pain? Did she experience any discomfort? Am I her first...?

I searched for the anguish in Alissa’s expression, yet instead of revealing any trace of sorrow, her body glowed with a soft, alluring pink hue. The previously taut entrance of hers now surrendered, beckoning me to delve deeper.

I surrounded. I started to thrust in and out of Alissa fast and hard. With each movement I made, Alissa's breath hitched, her moans mingling with soft sobs, a symphony of desire and longing.

The next moment, a flicker of pleasure filled my heart.

Alissa, my stepsister, my fated mate, was finally mine now.

I am her first and she was mine.