Stepbrother's Debt

by Sam Crescent

  “I can’t believe how in the dark I was. I watch everything now, and I wonder how I never knew.”

  “You didn’t know what you were looking for. Come on, let’s play nice for the camera.”

  For the next half an hour, he held Paige close while they took many pictures, marking the event. Everyone was getting agitated, wanting to get some food before they all passed out.

  “What is it?” Paige asked.

  “It’s time for the party to begin.” He led her toward the limousine waiting to take them toward the banquet. Donnie helped her inside, before following her in. The window separating them from the driver was up, giving them privacy. He grabbed the bottle of champagne, pouring her a modest glassful. “Here, this will help to calm your nerves.”

  He’d noticed she kept turning the engagement ring and wedding band on her finger. Donnie had a single gold ring marking himself as hers.

  “Thank you.”

  “Did you eat at breakfast?”

  “No. Mom said it wouldn’t help with the fitting of the dress.”

  “Your mother is a bitch.”

  “There was a time I’d have disagreed with you.” She sipped at her champagne. “It just goes to show you really don’t know the real people you live with.”

  “Anthony was always a fucking bastard. Life for the sons is never easy.”

  “It’s why I don’t want kids yet,” she said, sinking back into the seat. “I can’t even believe I’m talking about this. I planned to be away at college now, decorating my dorm room.”

  “Your college wouldn’t be open,” he said, pointing out the obvious.

  “I know, but I wouldn’t be here, terrified.”

  Donnie gritted his teeth once again. “I’m not going to hurt you.” He intended to make her the happiest woman in the world.

  You didn’t promise her love or anything special.

  “I know you’re not going to hurt me. You’ve promised me enough times, Donnie, and I believe you. It’s everything else that terrifies me. Maria goes back home to Rafael tonight. That scares me. If I was anyone else I’d call the cops, but I’m not allowed to call the cops. I can’t do anything. I like Maria. I don’t know how much more she’s going to take.”

  “Rafael won’t kill her.”

  “Yeah, but how much longer until she takes her own life, Donnie? No one can help her. Maria’s not going to survive much longer from his abuse.”

  He hadn’t thought about Maria taking her own life. It was stupid of him considering his own mother had taken hers.

  “There’s not a lot I can do.”

  She nibbled her lip, holding her glass, and no longer sipping the liquid.

  “If I could do something right now, I would.”

  “I know. There are times you make out you’re some kind of bad guy, but it’s a lie. It’s all a lie.”

  “No, Paige. Don’t ever make the fucking mistake of thinking I’m good. I’m not good. I’ve killed people for my family, and I will continue to kill people.” He cupped her cheek, forcing her to look at him. “You’ve not married a good person. You’ve married a monster.”

  The limousine came to a stop, and Donnie climbed out, holding his hand for her to take. She didn’t want to take it. He saw her hesitate, but today they were on display and she didn’t have a choice but to act the part of loving wife.

  They made their way inside the large hotel that was owned by The Family. The ground rooms had been transformed into a suitable place to have a wedding party. Many of the guests had already arrived, including his father, and her mother.

  Paige tried to pull away from him. Donnie kept a firm hold on her letting her know she wasn’t getting away from him. Together they mingled, talking with friends and family. Whenever Paige tried to get away, he held her tightly to his side.

  Luiz, Tonio, and Jake arrived not long afterward, and started to take their places around the room.

  By the time it came to the speeches, he had to listen to Sharon, his father, and each of his three friends give a speech. Maria’s was the shortest, simply offering them both a world of happiness. Donnie couldn’t help the concern that filled him at the sight of Maria. Could she end her own life? It was easy for their women to kill themselves. There were long periods of time where they were left alone.

  He really hoped for Luiz’s sake, she didn’t give up the fight.

  After the speeches and dancing, he got to take the lace garter from around Paige’s thigh. Her cheeks were a shocking red by the time he finished.

  Time passed, and when it came to finally taking her upstairs to their suite, he was more than ready. His cock was so fucking hard he thought he’d tear the fabric of his pants.

  Jake, Luiz, and Tonio rode up in the elevator with them. Paige was tense by his side with her gaze on the floor.

  His three friends actually looked at her with pity. They were concerned for her. This was what set them all apart from their parents. They hadn’t been corrupted by the lifestyle, and none of them saw women as lesser beings that were there to be fucked.

  When the elevator opened up, Jake went ahead, checking out the hotel room. Donnie released Paige long enough and watched while she crossed her arms over her chest, looking toward the long windows.

  “Everything is clear,” Jake said, coming out of the bedroom.

  “We’d better be getting back. Congratulations, you two,” Luiz said, leaving the room.

  His other two friends followed them out, closing the door. Donnie keyed in the lock code before making his way back to his woman. She was still standing by the long windows, rubbing her arms.

  “There’s no going back anymore, is there?” she asked.

  “No.”

  “Do you have the card?”

  “Yes. I’ve got it safe and secure.”

  “It was the money, wasn’t it?”

  “Yes.” Luiz had a friend who could look into the account without drawing any alerts from The Family.

  “I had no idea my father could be like that.”

  “I’m not saying he wasn’t pushed into it. He’d been loyal his whole life. From what I’ve learned over the years, he grew up with my father, along with Tonio, Jake, and Luiz’s fathers.”

  “They didn’t betray The Family.”

  He didn’t mention that Jake’s father would when the time was right. “You don’t need to be afraid anymore.” He cupped her shoulders, trying to offer her comfort. Unable to deny himself the pleasure anymore, he leaned forward pressing kisses to her neck.

  She gasped, crying out, and tilting her head to the side to give him more access.

  “I’ve got you now. No one is going to hurt you.” Banding an arm around her waist, he drew her back against him. Her round ass nestled against his cock. Groaning, he thrust against her ass, growling as she moaned.

  Kissing across her neck, he sucked on the other side of her throat. With his other hand, he sank his fingers into her hair, pulling out the pins that bound her hair up. He gripped the length, and she hissed a little yet didn’t pull away.

  Biting down on the flesh of her neck, Donnie took his time, sucking, biting, and giving her pleasure.

  He stared at their reflections in the window. Her eyes were closed, and she was biting into her lip, moaning with each touch of his lips.

  “Donnie,” she said.

  Without saying a word, he released her long enough to start walking back toward the large bedroom. He kept his gaze on hers. Paige’s nerves were clear to see. He wasn’t a monster, and he wanted this moment to be memorable for her.

  “Remember, I’m not going to hurt you.”

  “I’ve never been with a guy before. You’re the first person I’ve ever kissed.”

  “I’ll be the only man you ever kiss.”

  “Will that go both ways?” she asked.

  He looked at her, frowning.

  “Will you be with other women?”

  “No, I won’t. I promise you, Paige, I will stay faithful to you. You giv
e me what I want in here, and I’ll never go looking elsewhere.”

  Her brows rose at his words. “What about me? What about my needs?”

  “Baby, I’ll always keep them satisfied. You’re never going to have to worry about them.” Cupping her cheeks, he claimed her lips. Sliding his tongue along her bottom lip, he plunged inside, tasting her. She tasted of the cake, champagne, and if nerves had a taste, he was sure Paige tasted like it. Her taste was damn addictive. “Kiss me back, baby.”

  She stood with her arms by her sides, completely unsure of herself. He didn’t want her unsure. He wanted her to need him.

  “Don’t hold back, Paige. Touch me, kiss me.”

  “I don’t know how.”

  “I’ll teach you. Just put your hands on me, and kiss me back.” He groaned, pulling her against him. Donnie stopped cupping her cheeks, to glide his hands down to cup her full ass. The dress molded against her to the waist then flared out, but he found her ass, gripping the cheeks, he brought her flush against him.

  Her hands landed on his waist, and for now he was happy with that. Taking her lips, he sucked her bottom lip into his mouth, biting on it a little as she moaned. Her tongue met his, and he taught her how to kiss him properly. When he could stand it no longer, he broke away from the kiss.

  Paige’s lips were red and swollen.

  Turning her around, he started working on buttons. Across from the bed was a mirror, and he stared into her eyes as he slowly began to release the fine buttons of her dress. He didn’t break eye contact with her. Even with her cheeks flushed, she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.

  She placed her hands over her body while he released the last button from its clasp. Moving in behind her back, he took hold of her wrists in each of his hands, and slowly pulled them away from her body. The dress fell to the floor, leaving her standing before him in a lace bra with a matching set of briefs.

  “Remove the shoes,” he said.

  Paige kicked out of the shoes, losing a couple of inches as she did. She turned her head to look at him. He’d never seen a more tempting sight.

  “Look at yourself in the mirror.”

  She licked her lips, which only made him want to bite her lip a little harder. Running his hand up her stomach, he found the clasp of her bra while still staring into her eyes. He released the clasp, and for the first time, Donnie started at the glory of her tits that he’d been fantasizing about for the last two years of knowing her.

  ****

  Was this really happening? Paige didn’t want to break the moment in case she woke up in a cold sweat and this had all been a dream, a vicious, cruel dream.

  When his warm hand touched her breast, she knew it wasn’t a dream. This was finally happening. Donnie was going to fuck her, claim her as his wife, and she’d be his completely.

  His thumb slid over the peak of her nipple, back and forth.

  She crossed her legs trying to ease some of the warmth spreading between her lips. The beautician who came to see her had waxed part of her pussy down there, cleaning it all up for her wedding night. It had been painful, but then Donnie’s promise had made her deal with the pain.

  The hand resting on her stomach worked down between her thighs, inside the lace panties she wore. His finger slid through her slit, touching her clit. She gasped, closing her eyes, and resting her head against his shoulder.

  “Baby, you are fucking soaking wet.” He bit on her shoulder, and she couldn’t help but stare at their reflections in the mirror.

  Donnie was so much bigger than she was. Even though she didn’t have the perfect body, he didn’t seem to mind. She stood before him in a pair of panties, nothing else.

  He still wore the suit he’d worn to the wedding. He pinched her clit, causing her to close her eyes once again at the sudden shock of pain.

  She whimpered as he pulled his hand out of her panties. Once again, he spun her around and pressed her down until she was sitting on the edge of the bed. She couldn’t look away as she stared into his eyes, the dark cold eyes that now seemed to be glowing with lust. Donnie was a bad boy to the core. The Family was in his life, in his blood, and there wasn’t going to be anything that she could do to change that.

  He removed his jacket, before unbuttoning his white shirt. Paige sat with her hands gripping the edge of the bed tightly. The moment he removed his white shirt, she spotted the tattoos that decorated his arms and chest. Some of them were just symbols that she’d seen on many guys, but others were words that she couldn’t quite make out.

  When his hands went to his belt, her heart seemed to pound harder within her chest. She was so aroused that she couldn’t deny him even though her nerves were getting the better of her.

  “Take your panties off,” he said.

  Standing up, she shoved her panties down her legs, stepping out of them, and kicking them off to the side.

  “Get back on the bed, slide to the middle, and open your thighs. I want to see your pretty pussy.”

  Sitting back on the bed, she slid back trying to find as much grace as she could while doing so. She released a breath and settled back.

  “Open your legs.”

  Licking her suddenly dry lips, she slid her thighs open and stared at the ceiling.

  She heard him hiss before ordering her to look at him. Staring down the bed, she couldn’t believe what she was seeing. He stood completely naked, and his cock was long, thick, and the tip looked wet.

  There was no time to say anything to him as he climbed onto the bed, settling between her thighs. She swallowed down the lump in her throat as she stared back at him. His hands went to her hips, pulling her down so that his mouth was above her pussy.

  “You’re so wet, Paige.”

  His hands moved, and she watched as he opened the lips of her sex. She couldn’t look away as he slid his tongue from above her entrance, up toward her clit, circling it. Crying out, she collapsed to the bed as he worked his magic on her clit. She was burning up. The pleasure was totally shocking, leaving her on the bed, collapsing in a puddle.

  “So tasty, Paige. I knew your pretty pussy would taste good.”

  He’d given her a taste of what was to come over a month ago, and now he was showing her what he’d promised. He flicked, sucked, and tongued her clit, driving her closer to the peak of her orgasm. She gripped the blankets beneath her hands, needing him to stop tormenting her. There was no way she could handle him torturing her like this.

  “Please, Donnie.”

  “You want to come?”

  “Yes.”

  “When you come there’s no turning back. You’ll have my cock driving into your tight little pussy.”

  “Yes, I want it. Please, give it to me.” She’d have offered up her firstborn for the torture to end.

  His fingers moved over her along with his tongue. The wet and the hard sensation of his tongue and fingers was too much for Paige. Her orgasm slammed inside her, and she screamed out, arching up, and rubbing her pussy all over his face. The sensation didn’t disappear, not once. She reached down, sinking her fingers into his hair and rubbing her pussy all over his face.

  “Yes, yes, yes,” she said, over and over again.

  Slowly, she released his head at the same time, Donnie moved up her body. He claimed her lips, and she didn’t pull away, even when the scent of her pussy covered his lips. She kissed him back with a passion that should have surprised her.

  “I’m not going to use a condom. When I take your virginity, I want to be bare, feeling every tight twitch of your pussy.”

  “I could get pregnant.”

  He didn’t say anything. Instead, he sank his fingers into her hair, holding her tightly. His cock landed between her thighs. The hard press of his shaft was against her pussy. Donnie reached down, grabbing his cock. She licked her lips, watching him. His breath fanned across her face, shocking her with how close she felt against him in that moment.

  “You’re so beautiful, and all mine.”

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sp; The tip of his cock landed at her entrance, and Paige tensed.

  “Relax, baby. It will hurt for a moment, but I’ll take care of you.” He kissed down to her neck, sucking on the flesh at her collarbone. She gasped, and his kisses were awakening her desire, making her want more of what he could offer.

  Biting her lip, she waited for him to take what she wanted him to. “Please, Donnie.”

  He pushed the tip of his cock at her entrance, stared into her eyes, and slammed home. She cried out, arching up against him. He tore through her virginity, and went even further. His cock burned her with each inch he pressed inside her, shocking her by the length and width of him.

  “Fuck, baby. I felt you tear. Fuck, that was so damn amazing. You’re mine. I’m the only man you’re ever going to know. This pussy is mine.” He kept speaking in between kisses, shocking her by his tenderness.

  When he moved, she cried out. “Don’t move. It hurts.”

  She’d kept the tears at bay, but she didn’t know how long she’d be able to control herself if he kept moving.

  “Shit, baby. I’m sorry.” He pressed kisses to her lips, holding her close. Donnie caressed her body, taking his time to draw out the pleasure.

  Paige kissed him back each time he kissed her. Time passed. It was only a couple of minutes, maybe not even that, when the pain no longer caused her problems.

  Donnie started to withdraw from her, slowly, taking his time as his cock caressed the inside of her pussy.

  She gasped, and he stopped immediately.

  “What’s the matter, baby?” he asked.

  “Nothing, it feels so good.” She touched him, holding him close. “I like it.”

  Paige tried her best to reassure him. At first he didn’t believe her, but then, he seemed to change his mind.

  He began to pull out of her until only the head of him remained inside. Donnie pressed back inside. For several thrusts, he took his time pulling out and then pressing inside. At first, Paige was uncomfortable. It wasn’t painful, but it wasn’t good. Then, something happened. Her pussy grew slick from the friction of his cock, and at her encouragement, he started to pick up the pace.