CHAPTER 47: WORTH

When Rebecca’s lips met mine, it was like an explosion of magic. The storm in her blue eyes had leaped into her body, igniting every movement with fire. Her hands refused to release my collar; instead, she dug her fingers into the fabric and shoved me roughly toward the bed.

My back hit the softness of the mattress, stealing my breath, but Rebecca didn’t stop. She climbed on top of me, straddling my hips and pressing her weight down. Her strong, warrior-like body now dominated me completely.

"Reb-"

"Shh..." she whispered, biting my lips, her voice low but commanding. "No questions. Just... feel."

Her hands impatiently unbuttoned my shirt, and when her fingers brushed my skin, a wave of heat spread like an electric current. She caressed my chest, lightly scraping her nails to leave trails. The blend of pain and pleasure fueled the fire within me.

I threw my head back, but Rebecca wouldn’t allow it; she gripped my chin and lowered her lips to my neck. She bit, sucked, as if marking my skin. In that moment, the reality echoed in my mind: we were step-siblings. This was our father’s legacy, a cursed bond, but so sweet, so scorching a taboo that stopping was impossible.

Rebecca’s hands descended to my waist, unbuckling my belt and sliding my pants down. My body was utterly exposed now, surrendered to her dominance. She was still clothed, her thin shirt barely concealing her skin, but even that felt like too much. With a swift motion, she pulled it over her head, freeing her breasts, and my breath quickened.

Her perfect, soft, full breasts swayed before me. Those voluptuous curves seemed part of her magic; her skin as smooth as silk, yet toned and fit. Rebecca’s generous hips became even more pronounced as she settled her thighs over me, pinning me to the bed.

"You’re mine, Leo," she hissed, her lips brushing my ear. "Your sister’s... and no one needs to know. Just our secret. This forbidden fruit belongs only to us."

She parted her thighs, pressing her hips against mine. When my hardness touched her wetness, we both moaned. She teased me with slow movements of her hips, denying full union. Her hands slid down from my chest, tracing my muscles, then lower still. She wrapped her hand around my hardness, squeezing and stroking. The rhythm was slow torture.

My eyes closed, but she gave me a light squeeze. "Look at me," she commanded. "Watch me and tell me what you want."

"I want you..." I groaned, my voice firm but laced with desire.

Rebecca’s eyes gleamed, her lips curling in challenge. "Good choice, Leo," she hissed, quickening her rhythm without releasing her grip.

She squeezed my cock, stroked it, twirled her fingers around it, spreading her wetness.

But I wasn’t passive; with my other hand, I cupped her full breast, squeezing its softness, thumbing her nipple. She moaned, arching her body, but she didn’t relinquish control.

She lowered herself, her lips brushing my hardness. Her wet tongue circled it, sucking, taking me deep into her throat. Every motion was like a spell; scorching and controlling. Her hands gripped my hips, nails digging in, as if preventing escape.

I moaned in pleasure, but I tangled my hand in her hair, gently guiding her rhythm. With affection, but asserting my strength.

"Rebecca... slow down," I murmured, my voice not commanding but resolute. She paused, her eyes lifting with a flash of challenge. Then she smiled, grazing her teeth lightly, blending pain and pleasure.

She straightened, her eyes ablaze. "My turn," she said, gazing at me with desire-filled eyes.

She seemed to love holding control, and I decided to allow it. Because I loved her, to share this forbidden fruit.

Rebecca slowly lifted her hips, grinding against my hardness, driving me to the brink of madness. Her wetness spread over my skin, drawing me deeper with each motion. I guided my cock to her entrance, but Rebecca pushed it away.

"Be patient," she whispered, her voice smooth as silk yet commanding. Her fingers trailed over my chest, nails lightly scoring my skin, as if sealing me with her magic.

But I wasn’t passive. As she gripped my chest, I cupped her soft, full breasts. I circled my thumb over her nipple, feeling it harden, which emboldened me further.

"ahhh... Leo"

Rebecca’s moan tore through the room’s silence, the challenge in her eyes softening for a moment. But only moment. She slammed her hips down hard, pinning me deeper to the bed and reclaiming control.

"Leo," she said, her voice a hiss, "do you know how much I want this?" Her lips grazed my ear, her hot breath scorching my neck. "You... in this bed... every moment."

Her words stoked the fire within me. Her being my sister made this moment even more dangerous, even sweeter. The forbidden fruit was in our hands, and we would savor it to the end.

"Ahhh! Mmmmn..."

Rebecca lowered herself slowly, taking my hardness fully inside her. We both moaned in unison; her warmth, her wetness, the intense sensation enveloping me; it blew my mind. But Rebecca didn’t stop. She moved her hips rhythmically, deeper and harder with each descent.

Her body’s soft curves, her generous hips, slapped against my skin with every motion. Her breasts bounced with the rhythm, her silken skin glowing. As if a sorceress, she enchanted me not just with her body, but with her soul.

I placed my hand on her hips, digging my fingers into that full flesh. I guided her lightly, without disrupting her rhythm, but making my strength felt.

"Rebecca... you’re mine, but only mine."

Her eyes sparkled, her lips curving. She loved the challenge. But she didn’t yield control; instead, she pressed her hands to my chest, digging her nails deeper to anchor me.

"Let’s see, Leo," she said, her voice teasing yet desire-laden. "Show me how long you can last. AHhhhh..."

She accelerated her hips, each movement wilder, more demanding. My body adapted to her rhythm, but I didn’t stay idle. With one hand, I cupped her breast; with the other, I gripped her hip tightly, pulling her closer. I met every thrust, challenging her dominance while surrendering to it. Because I loved her. This taboo, this fire, this passion... it was all beautiful with her.

Rebecca leaned down, pressing her lips to mine. The kiss was savage; her teeth nipped my lower lip, then her tongue soothed it. Our bodies merged, our rhythm a single harmony. Her moans mingled with my growls. She grabbed my hair, pulling my head to her, planting a kiss on my neck, then biting lightly.

"Ahhhh.... Leo.... No one can take you from me."

In that moment, everything vanished. The room, the world, the taboos... only us. Rebecca’s soft body, her powerful movements, the storm in her blue eyes. She quickened her hips, our breaths ragged and intertwined. We neared the peak, but I didn’t fully relinquish control. I grasped her waist, pausing her motion for a second and flipping our positions. Now I was on top, but the challenge in Rebecca’s eyes never faded.

"Bold," she hissed, smiling.

She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me close, and we resumed our rhythm. Her warmth, her wetness, enveloped me completely. Her breasts pressed against my chest, our skins clinging together. With each thrust, her magic deepened.

"Yes, Leo! AHH! Just like that.... Mmmmnnnn," she moaned, her voice husky and desire-filled.

Her eyes half-closed, but the storm within still raged. She wrapped her arms around my back, nails scoring my skin, leaving marks. I reciprocated; cupping her hips, I pulled her against me, delving deeper with each thrust, challenging her rhythm. My hardness burned with her inner heat, every friction sending electric shivers through my body.

But Rebecca wouldn’t let go of control. In a swift move, she used her legs to roll us sideways; now we lay facing each other, but she still asserted her dominance. Her hand grasped my cock, positioning it at her entrance, and she slowly pushed herself onto it.

"Do you feel it?" she whispered, her lips at my ear. "How much I want you... Mmmmnn-Ahh!"

Her pussy, moist and inviting, enveloped me entirely. Its walls pulsed, squeezing me with every contraction. She began to move slowly, rocking her hips back and forth, keeping the rhythm under her command.

Rebecca’s eyes gleamed, her lips curving in a victorious smile. She quickened her hips, her wet walls rubbing against my hardness, sending waves of pleasure with each stroke. Her inner heat blazed like a furnace; her moisture glued our skins, creating a suction with every withdrawal.

Our bodies were slick with sweat, our skins slippery. Rebecca paused for a moment, pulling away and letting my cock slip out. Drops from her pussy trailed down, soaking the sheets.

"Look at me," she commanded, wrapping her hand around my cock and stroking slowly.

Her fingers spread her wetness, accelerating the rhythm, but I didn’t stay passive; I slid my hand to her pussy, slipping my fingers inside. Her wetness coated them, her walls tightening around me.

"Ohh... Leo," she moaned, writhing.

But she didn’t yield dominance; she pushed me onto my back again, straddled me, and positioned my cock at her entrance. This time, her generous hips faced from me. Even though her back was turned to me, I could still see her breasts hanging down from the sides in this reverse cowgirl position.

She lowered herself slowly, moaning with each inch. "There... I feel you completely inside me... Ahhhh... So deep....."

Her pussy, hot and tight, enveloped me, sending a shudder through my body. She quickened her rhythm, bouncing her hips up and down; each descent slapped her generous ass against my skin. Her ass and breasts swaying. I placed my hands on her hips, guiding her, but matching her pace.

Pleasure waves built, our breaths mingling. Rebecca’s moans grew louder,

"Leo... I’m coming... with you... AHHHHhhh-Ahhhhmmmnnn!"

Her pussy clenched around me, her wetness surging like a hot flood. I neared the peak too, my cock pulsing inside her. But I maintained control; I held her tight, synchronizing our rhythm.

Finally, we both exploded. As her pussy trembled around me, I filled her. Our moans echoed in the room, our bodies shuddering as they clung together. Rebecca collapsed onto my chest, breathless.

"I’m yours, Leo... this taboo... forever ours... forever," she whispered, her lips on my neck.

I wrapped my arms around her, feeling the softness of her skin. In that moment, all I could think was that this love, this passion, this pleasure and desire... it was worth everything.