Falling For My Alpha Stepsister (GL)
Chapter 30: Yes Diabla*

Chapter 30: Yes Diabla*

Never in my life would I have expected this day to come... my last 24 hours were spent praying for today never to come.

I prayed Angel would just forget and have another area of concentration...

Who am I kidding? Making me suffer is her area of concentration...

Here I am sitting on the dining table, and right in front of me was the devil..

With the most beautiful evil smirk I have ever seen..

God, I want to rip that smile off, and I also don’t want to.....

I bore my face, looking at her, not giving her the pleasure she wants.. locked my jaw tight, hardening my features into a flat, stone-cold expression to block out the overwhelming urge to tremble under her intense, predatory gaze.

"Babygirl, from now on when I look at you.. all I want to see is a smile, not the ugly one I am seeing right now.. I don’t like it.."

"Never..."

"Oh... what is that? You are supposed to be saying yes.. no negative words should come out of that mouth... I own you now.. I paid for you with my attention... I did everything in the book, played your childish games... it’s your turn to play mine... say yes and smile."

She tilted her head, her tone dropping into a smooth, commanding drawl that left absolutely no room for argument as she laid out the exact terms of my surrender.

I looked at her like I was going to slam her on the ground and leave her to go to my room to have a good night’s sleep, but...

A deal is a deal... I lost, I let myself lose.. and I am not strong enough to beat the shit out of her ..

So I formed the best smile for her..

"Yes." I said..

The forced word sounded completely hollow in the quiet, dining, my pulse drumming a frantic, uneven beat against the base of my neck.

"I don’t like that yes of yours.... It’s too lame.." she folded her arms.. "Yes, master. No, I don’t like that.. Yes, ma’am... no, no..."

"How about yes, devil, because you are the devil.." I gave her my suggestion, giving her a piece of my mind. I don’t even care if she gets mad that I called her a devil..

"Hmm, that makes sense, I am the devil.."

Huh? Did she just call herself the devil..?

I blinked blankly in confusion, my brain stumbling over her total lack of offense while my breathing remained short and fast in my throat.

Angel leaned close to me right there at the table.. I was in between her arms..

"I like the name... from now on you say, Yes, Diabla..." her fingers traced around my face slowly, then stopped at my glasses..

"The only thing I want to see is your true face when you start crying and begging for my mercy..." she removed the glasses and tossed them aside. They landed on the ground.. I swear I heard a crack. I wanted to look in the direction where they were tossed, but Angel’s fingers turned me back to her face...

"Remove this cardigan.." she commanded.

I paused.. didn’t do a thing.. my hands stayed frozen against my lap, every single defensive nerve in my brain screaming at me to push her away and run up the stairs to my room.

"Do you want me to remove it for you?"

Her deep voice dropped an octave, her grip on my jaw tightening just enough to send a clear, undeniable wave of Alpha dominance crashing over my senses.

I ignored her stupid gaze and peacefully removed my cardigan, and then she told me to remove my top.. I removed my top, then it remained my bra..

Angel reached under my skirt. I flinched... she gave me a hard look, which I easily understood, and I opened my legs, letting her remove my panties..

"Pinky pants.. wow, such a fairytale...." She tossed it away, then snapped her fingers.. "Is the bra glued to your skin..?"

"It’s not.."

My voice was barely an audible squeak, my skin flaring into a deep, burning crimson from my collarbones all the way up to the tips of my ears.

"Then fucking remove it. I want to see everything, I want to see what I want to ruin tonight..."

"You are insane.."

I unclasped my bra, revealing my boobs to my enemy for the first time..

My arms instinctively tried to cross over my exposed skin, but her sharp gaze caught my movement before I could hide myself from her vision.

Angel just stood there and watched me, halfway naked.. then she tapped on my skirt and I removed it..

I was now fully naked.. in front of my enemy...

"Hmmm, not bad, looks like your morning yoga did a number on you... stand up, let me see you fully..." she instructed..

She took a half step back, her arms crossing over her chest as she waited for me to obey her every command without a single second of delay.

My foot reached down to touch the ground, my body desperate to find some solid footing to keep from completely collapsing under the weight of her presence.

"Stand on the table and do not let me remind you of your yes..."

Her voice turned to ice, the sharp reminder cutting through the thick fog in my brain and stopping my foot instantly in mid-air.

"Yes, Diabla..."

And there I was, displaying my sacred temple to the she-devil... I was her entertainment, her trophy, a showcase...

It was humiliating because never in my life would I see myself doing all this. I turned around twice as she instructed, gave her a side view, back view, a front...

I moved like a slow, obedient puppet, my hands hovering nervously at my sides while her sharp eyes tracked the quiet curves of my waist and hips in the blur.

Then I sat back down..

Angel opened my legs and came in between them. She was now so close to my skin...

Her broad shoulders filled my blurred vision, the intense heat radiating off her athletic body washing over my inner thighs in a thick, suffocating wave.

Without any warning, I felt her wet tongue on my nipples..

A sharp, electric jolt ripped straight through my entire nervous system, my back arching violently off the table as a raw, white-hot heat exploded in my lower belly.

Fuck, she really was sucking so hard that I had to let out a moan, which I was trying so hard not to, when I placed both my hands on her head to try and hold my body from falling apart.

My fingers tangled instinctively into the soft, thick strands of her wine-red hair, the high-pitched sound escaping my throat before I could even try to stop it.

Angel captured both my hands and locked them behind my back..

"You are not going to moan.. no, you have to swallow it until I command you to let it out.."

Her husky voice growled directly against my sensitive skin, her warm breath sending a fresh wave of violent shivers straight down to my toes.

I nodded my head, then she shook hers...

I bit my bottom lip until I tasted the faint, metallic tang of blood, trying desperately to hold the surging waves of pleasure deep inside my chest.

"Yes, Diabla.."

"Good girl..."

Angel continued working on my breasts, sucking and licking like some wild animal...

Her mouth was relentless, drawing sharp, intense heat out of my sensitive skin until my head almost touched the flat surface...

She cupped my breasts over and over again.. Her warm palm squeezed my boobs with a firm, possessive rhythm that made my lingering heat flare up into a full, uncontrollable wildfire.

All I was doing was trying not to let out a sound. I was so fucking hard that I couldn’t...

My throat was working overtime to swallow the desperate, pathetic whimper that was fighting to break through my locked jaw with every single pull of her lips.

I couldn’t control it...

"If you make that sound again, I will make this night rough for you.. for every sound you make, I get to whoop that fucking ass of yours..."

And I couldn’t. This was my first time getting my breasts sucked. My body was reacting. I don’t know how to control not to react...

My Omega biology was completely hijacked by her expert, ruthless touch, every single nerve ending firing in a wild, chaotic symphony of raw physical sensation.

The pleasure I found in what she was doing made me moan like one of those bitches she invited into this house...

I gained 6 whips from just the pleasure....

And I haven’t felt it...

Then Angel bent down below and spread my legs wide open.. she looked at my private part and raised a brow..

"Who told you to get this wet... you have no right to be wet... oh, four eyes, I’m going to punish you so hard that tomorrow you have to call in for work..."