by Rachel Angel
“What?” I asked. “What are you talking about?”
“You must know what you are, Haven,” Tristan said.
“Oh, no,” I said. “Are you going to shame me? Because I’m not the one who started it.”
“Your body is irresistible,” Tristan said. “No man can resist you…not even Drake and Dillon.”
He walked over to me, took two of his fingers and rammed it deep into me, hitting my G-spot and causing me to moan loudly as his fingers plunged into me over and over again. “Is this what you want, Cunt?” Tristan asked. “Do you like it rough and hard?”
I was writhing and moaning so much, I could barely hear his next words.
“Maybe you’d like to be slapped, spanked,” Tristan said, turning me around to palm my ass, rolling his hand around my ass in circles before he spanked me hard. “Or maybe you’d like to be bitten, hard until you bleed.”
He turned me around until I was facing him. He lowered his face to lick the cum off my glistening pussy. “Yummy cummy,” Tristan grinned, his face covered in me as he licked and bit my folds until I was screaming from unbridled pleasure.
He ate me raw, before he stood up.
“I’m going to give you an experience you won’t forget, Step-sis,” he said. “I know you’re a virgin. I did my research on you. I know everything about you from the school you used to attend, to the movies you would watch with your Film Society. I even know about what happened at your school last year.”
I flinched when he mentioned the swimming incident that nearly killed me.
“Let me say this once and all,” Tristan said. “I am a monster. I have been through hell and back, and I have done horrible things. Let me be clear. I don’t like you living here. I don’t like your mother marrying my father, and I don’t like you already weaving your sexy spell on Drake and Dillon.”
I tried to protest that they started it all, but he kept a hand covering my mouth.
“They couldn’t even wait a day before they got you into their bed. You know it is all about you being a virgin. They’re obviously not, and they’re fascinated with you being one. They haven’t had a virgin to play with for a long time.”
I wanted to say how sick that was, but his hand was covering my mouth.
“So, Haven, sis,” Tristan leaned in to kiss my cheeks, while he kept his hand over my mouth. “I’m going to remove that fascination from them.”
With that, he nudged my legs wider apart and dropped his pants. I almost gasped at how big he was, and how beautiful. He actually had his dick tattooed with a picture of the waterfall Heartbreak Falls was named after. Then there were the silver rings along the cap.
“Like what you see?” Tristan asked.
“I’ve never seen anything like it. It’s beautiful,” I said. “The tattoos, the piercings.”
I stopped. “It must’ve hurt.”
“I’ve become numb to pain,” Tristan said. “This is nothing. The Falls is who I am. And you, Haven will know how vicious and unforgiving I could be before the end of this month. If you don’t move out before then, I will get rid of you one way or another.”
I shivered, not from his threat but from how hot I suddenly felt, wanting him and wanting his dick in me.
“The first thing I’m going to do, Haven, is take your virginity.” His hand went to rub my clit until I was throbbing and wet.
Without warning, he plunged deep into me, causing me to wince in pain. Then he thrusted and thrusted into me, roughly, punishing. “God, you are tight,” he grunted. He plunged harder and faster into me as he built me up to a state I was convulsing.
I finally let go right when he groaned and climaxed at the same time.
He fell on top of me, sweat pouring off his forehead and beaded on his chest.
I was speechless, but I felt something I haven’t felt before. Freedom, pride. Why? Why with this asshole who had said all those horrible things to me?
Tristan’s face had changed too. Gone was the anger as he looked deep into my eyes. Then they grew hard again. “I own you, Haven. I took your virginity, without asking, and now when you think of sex, you’re going to think of me. You will crave me.”
I should be angry. I should be scared. But I wasn’t. “Yes, you did, Tristan,” I said. “You took my virginity without asking, but I was ready to give it to you. So, as cruel as you thought you were to me, it wasn’t as cruel as you were hoping to be.”
Tristan’s face changed from cruel to arrogant and anger. “You think you’re so smart then, Haven,” he said. “Let’s see how long you can last here and at the school. You’re going to go to our school Heartbreak Falls Academy, aren’t you?”
“Yes, I am,” I said.
Tristan grinned wider. “You won’t survive a week there.”
“I bet you I could,” I said.
His face was so close to mine as he looked at my lips and then my eyes. His lips were almost touching mine when he said, “You won’t last unless I let you.”
He got up, stood up, and pulled on his pants. “And if you’re wondering where my dad and your mom is…they haven’t seen each other for a week, where else do you think they are?”
The thought of Mom with Terrence doing what I had just done with the Triton Boys made me try to think of something else instead. Like Happy Thoughts.
“And they wanted some privacy,” Tristan said.
“So they got a room at the other side of this big mansion?” I asked.
“No,” Tristan smiled a wicked smile. “They took off to Florida where they were planning for their honeymoon.”
“They’re on their honeymoon now?” I asked
“Yes, for two weeks,” Tristan said. “And I’m not the only Triton to want to see you and your mother gone.”
At that, the door opened, with Drake walking in, showing a key he had for the locked door. Dillon walked in too. “Hey new step-sis,” Dillon said. “We watched a video feed of you and big brother going at it, from another room, and it seemed like he drilled into you a few important rules here.”
Drake laughed. “I like how you used the word ‘drilled, Dill.”
Dillon came up close to me and said, “Do you think our new stepmom, your mother, would love to see how you and us are getting along when we send this video to her?”
“No, please don’t send the tape to Mom,” I said.
“Then do what we tell you to do,” Tristan said. “Like I said. We own you.”
My heart sank as I realized Mom left me high and dry with these cruel guys, thinking I could trust my new “stepbrothers” when they were the last people I should trust.
Chapter 5
Haven
I wanted to run out of the room, to forget all this never happened.
Why was I so dumb and passive when they started all this? Why did I let my hormones take over? I should’ve known better. Where was my sense of control?
Tristan smiled into my face as he reached up and unbuckled the belt holding my wrist together. Another thing I so stupidly did…trust them to tie my wrists together all in a moment of lust.
“So, this is what we want you to do,” Dillon said, reaching into my purse and handing me my phone. “Call your mother and tell her you are going to have dinner with the three of us in town. We’re showing you around, like good stepbrothers.”
Drake licked his lips. “Very good stepbrothers who know how to make their new step-sis feel good all over.”
Dillon and Drake looked over at Tristan and Dillon said, “It’s not the virgin part of her we were attracted to…it’s the hot damn what a hottie part that was all about Haven.”
Drake said, “You have to admit she’s probably the hottest girl in town. Your dick responded to her just by saluting when you saw her photo.”
I looked over at Tristan. “You did?”
Tristan looked away. “You’re so beautiful. Of course a hot-blooded man would want to have sex with you. Even more so when you’re a forbidden fruit.”
He
seemed so stoic. I didn’t think he was the kind of guy who couldn’t control himself.
Now that I knew he could get that turned on by me, maybe I had a chance to survive this week, let alone this month.
“Before I call my mother,” I said, “Why do you even care to put on a front like we’re getting along?”
“Because it’s our father, whom we want to reassure,” Drake said.
“Why even act this way when you want them to get divorced and split?” I asked. “Believe me, their marriage was a complete surprise to me too. I’d rather stay in New York than here, and dammit, you assholes, don’t you see it’s not up to me to get them to split and for me to leave?”
The guys looked at me for a moment, as though I was getting through to them.
“Call your mother,” Dillon said. “And put it on speaker so we can hear.”
I pressed her number, and instantly she picked up. “Mom, the boys and I are heading into town for dinner. They’re showing me around town while you and new Dad are away on a honeymoon.”
“Oh Haven,” Mom said. “Don’t worry, we can come back if you need me to. It’s just a last minute trip, but you mean more to me than anything so…if there’s anything you need, call me.”
“Okay Mom,” I said. “Love you!”
“Love you, too,” Mom said.
Dillion, Drake, and Tristan looked at me and nodded.
“You are your mother’s number one priority,” Tristan said. “She’ll do anything for you, even over her new husband.”
“So you want me to get my mother to leave by doing what?”
Drake and Dillon smiled. “It’s pretty easy, Babe,” Dillon said. “We’ll shock her to the point, she will want to do something drastic, like pull you out of school.”
“Or marry a man she barely knows to get you to move,” Drake said.
“Because she found you almost dead in your school’s swimming pool because of those guys who bullied you at your old school,” Tristan said. “Do you think a repeat performance of that incident will get our new stepmom to leave, running with her daughter?” Tristan asked his brothers.
“Definitely,” Dillon said. “But it wouldn’t be very original, would it?”
Drake said, “No, fuck that would be like a copycat bully prank. There’s way too many of the same thing over and over again. We’re going to do something even crazier and original.”
“What?” I asked, hoping they’ll spill the beans so I know how to prepare.
“We won’t tell you and ruin the surprise,” Dillon said wickedly.
“But it will sure be pleasurable on our part,” Drake said. “Very pleasurable.”
“We’ll give the cheerleaders a boot even since we wouldn’t need them anymore,” Dillon said.
“Especially now that we’ve found the girl, who can get Tristan hard with just one look,” Drake said.
Chapter 6
Haven
As promised over the phone to Mom, the boys took me into town after they showed me my room, which was bigger than our entire place in New York, and was decorated in luxurious bedding, curtains, and furniture.
While it would have been my dream bedroom with walk-in closets the size of a master bedroom, built-in shelves and cases for books and even a high-tech entertainment system, I reminded myself not to get too attached since I was leaving anyways.
As I was showering and rinsing my hair in the largest shower I had ever been in, I felt strong hands kneading my back.
I immediately opened my eyes, wondering if my room was haunted.
I turned around and found Tristan in front of me, naked, and hard. His tatted and pierced dick erect and pushed against my crotch.
I opened my mouth to ask what he was doing here, but it was already salivating upon seeing Tristan. He was so sexy, I wanted him so badly.
He pushed me against the cold marble tiles of the shower, and rammed his dick into me hard. He thrusted and thrusted until he groaned and came.
I gave a little moan as his fingers reached up to pinch my nipples. His hard eyes looked deep into mine as he kneaded them.
“Tonight, you’re mine,” he said. “To do with as I like.”
He reached down and rubbed my clit, circling it until I was throbbing. With his eyes on mine, never taking his gaze off my eyes, he rammed into me again and again, hard and harsh until I was buckling against him, riding him, wanting more of him.
My eyes lit up with a sudden unquenchable hunger for him. For more. My body was on fire as I pulled Tristan’s body closer wanting more of him, taking more of him in.
He was thrusting faster now, panting with each thrust, and pressed as tight to me as possible. With a roar, he came just when I exploded at the same time.
My body was still shaking from my orgasm as his dick throbbed inside me. He was still hard after his climax.
“God, Tristan, what are you?” I said.
“Made of cold hard steel,” he grunted as he spread my folds wide, pulled out his dick and ran his shaft along my folds, stopping my breath as I felt the most exquisite pleasure. I came right away. Hard.
“We could do this all night in the showers,” Tristan said. “But the others are waiting.”
He turned off the water, grabbed my hand and pulled me out.
Standing on the chenille bath mat, dripping wet, Tristan wrapped me in the fluffiest towel, drying me clean. With another towel, he dried my hair, running his fingers through them.
With the same towel, he dried himself off as I watched him, unable to take my eyes off his hot body. Not only did he have a tattoo of the waterfall on his dick, but he had a large tattoo with angel wings on his back and a tattoo of the word “Mom” on the inside of both wrists.
“You have the most perfect body,” I said, almost to myself. “So tight and toned,” I said.
He finished drying his hair and tossed the towel into a wicker basket in the bathroom. “It’s from my daily martial arts training, running, playing football, and swimming.”
“I swim,” I said.
He didn’t smile. “I know.”
I blushed, remembering how he told me he knew all about me.
He walked up to me and grabbed me, pulling me over to the bed. With the look of pure lust in his eyes, I thought he was going to fuck me again, but on the bed. Instead, he turned and walked over to the plush red velvet armchair in the room, grabbed something from it and came back to me. “Wear this.”
I took the black dress he had given me and looked at it. It was small. “I don’t know if it will fit.”
He didn’t smile but said, “It will.”
I slipped it on, and the stretchy material fit like a glove. I would never have worn anything like it, but when I saw how I looked in the full-length mirror in the room, I couldn’t help admiring all the curves it showed of my body.
Nothing was left to the imagination.
“I need to find my bags to get my panties,” I said.
“You’re not going to wear any,” Tristan said.
“But this dress, it’s so short, if I bend over, everyone could see everything.”
Tristan smiled. “That’s the point.”
My face burned from the embarrassment.
“Remember you’re mine and I could do what I want with you, including parading my new sexy step-sis for all the town to see.”
He came over, fixed my hair, and even applied some makeup on me.
When he was finished, he stood me in front of the mirror so I could look at myself while he stood behind me. I looked like a different person. Older, sexy as hell. My boobs were huge and jutting out. Without a bra on, you could clearly see the outline of my nipples in front. The fabric hugged my small waist down to the curve of my ample bottom. The dress stopped right at the very bottom of my butt that if I lifted my arm, anyone could see my clit.
“I can’t go out like this,” I said.
From behind me, I watched him in the mirror as he moved his hand to my face, rubbed my lower lip
until I opened it, and stuck his fingers in.
I couldn’t help sucking on them. I was so turned on again.
“We’re not going to hide this side of you, Haven,” he said. “The wild sexy side of you. Heartbreak Falls needs to see what kind of girl, Terrence Triton has acquired for a new daughter.”
His fingers entered me from below, and I moaned as he worked me.
“You’re already wet from thinking about going out there and flaunting your goods,” Tristan said. “You are really a bad naughty girl inside, aren’t you, Haven?”
I couldn’t answer him back. I watched him in the mirror as his fingers entered me fucking me deep to hit my spot, and pressing hard until I was shuddering, cumming into his hand.
He smiled and licked his lips. “Yes, you are a dirty girl.”
