Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 68913 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68913 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
“Damn it, baby—I’m so fucking sorry,” Cole apologized to me. “I didn’t mean to come inside you—I thought I pulled out in time.”
“It’s all right, big brother—I don’t mind,” I assured him. I tried to laugh to lighten the situation. “I guess I’m definitely not a virgin anymore.”
“Not with all that dripping out of you,” Cole said, dryly. “I might not have fucked you, but I certainly filled your little pussy with my cock and my cream.”
“At least you didn’t shoot it all the way into my womb,” I added, trying to make him feel better. “I’m pretty sure you got your knot out of me before you came in my pussy.”
“Shouldn’t have come in you at all,” Cole said, frowning. “I thought I could hold out—thought I could fill your sweet little cunt without shooting inside you, even while you were coming on my cock. I guess I was wrong.”
“You only shot a little inside my pussy,” I said, though we both knew more than just a little of his cum was currently dripping out of me. “And you only put your knot halfway inside me—the head of your cock didn’t even go all the way into my womb.”
“I shouldn’t have put my knot in you at all,” Cole was clearly still angry with himself. “I just wanted to feel your sweet little pussy taking me all the way in—just once.”
“I wanted to feel that too, big brother,” I admitted softly. “And it felt really good—having your cock so deep in my pussy and your knot inside me. I wish I had a breeding bump by you right now.” I put my hand on my lower belly where a breeding bump would appear if he gave me one.
Cole shook his head.
“You don’t really mean that, Lilah. You don’t really want to get pregnant by your own big brother.”
“Yes, I do!” I protested. “Besides, there’s no blood tie between us, Cole! It’s just that stupid law keeping us apart. I do want you to knot me—all the way this time—and fill my pussy with your seed and my womb with your baby.” I looked up at him pleadingly. “Please, Cole—do it. Knot me again. And this time, breed me all the way.”
Cole opened his mouth to answer, but before he could a new voice rang out in the silence.
“So you knotted your own little sister!” The angry voice came from the door of the bedroom. “I should have known you weren’t fit to be our Packmaster!”
Cole and I both gasped and jerked our heads around. Standing there in the doorway to the bedroom was an Alpha Were about my Dad’s age. He had narrow, shifty eyes and he was going bald up top, which is unusual for a Were.
“Rickter?” Cole bristled at once and moved to hide my naked body with his own much larger form. “What the Hell are you doing here?” he demanded.
“I think a better question might be, what are you doing here, Packmaster?” Rickter snapped. “I thought something must be going on between you and your little sister when you refused to even consider mating her to another Were! Now we know the truth—you didn’t want her with another male because you’ve been breeding her yourself! You’ve been breaking the Unbreakable Law with your own little sister!”
“No, I haven’t!” Cole insisted. “I was just trying to help her back down her Heat Cycle! I wasn’t breeding her!”
“Then why is she dripping with your seed?” Rickter demanded, pointing at me. “You’ve been breeding your own sister, Cole—and now you’ll have to pay for it! Get him!”
These last words were spoken not to us, but to the male Weres behind him. I recognized at least one of them as one of the Alpha guards who had been standing outside my door while I was on house arrest.
But even two against one, they wouldn’t have been a match for Cole, who was truly huge. Growling angrily, he lunged at them. But before he could reach them, Rickter stepped forward and sprayed him in the face with something from a can. I heard the hiss of the aerosol release and then my big brother staggered and dropped to his knees.
“Cole? Cole!” I gasped, reaching out for him.
But he was already falling over. I saw with panic that his eyes were rolled up to show the whites as his big body slumped to the floor.
“No!” I cried. Nearly falling off the bed in my haste, I rushed to his side. “Cole, no! Please, don’t be dead! Please!”
“He’s not dead,” the balding Alpha named Rickter said. He nudged Cole’s limp body with one toe disdainfully. “Death would be too easy for him. He still has to answer for his crimes.”
“What crimes? Cole didn’t commit any crimes!” I protested. Though I hated to do it, I could feel myself starting to cry. “Leave him alone! Just leave us both alone!”