Falling For My Alpha Stepsister (GL)
Chapter 49: Tired And Limp*

Chapter 49: Tired And Limp*

April’s POV

I was completely helpless from Angel’s touch, every single touch gave my poor body a meaning..

The sheer intensity of her hands mapping out my skin sent hot ripples through my flesh. It was vibrating like a sex vibrator.. My muscles twitched uncontrollably against the bed, my mind scattered into complete fog.

I was captivated and touched..

From the way she kissed me to the way she twirled her tongue inside my pussy... Every movement she made was violent, sharp, and totally overwhelming.

I don’t know what came over me.. I was completely lost in the car and I found her dick inside my mouth..

My head had been spinning, my body completely surrendering to her heavy Alpha pheromones before I even realized what was happening.

I was sucking Angel Morningstar’s dick.. and I loved it.. I wanted more.. enjoy every bit of it..

I had gripped her thighs tight, pulling her closer to me in that dark parking lot. It was hard, thick, and long.. I was even surprised her huge dick fitted into my entire mouth.. I was choking, and still my body had no regrets.. Tears had pricked the corners of my eyes as my throat stretched around her length, but the heat pulling at my lower stomach had swallowed every bit of fear I had.

Was it because of the books I had been reading recently that brought me to this night..?

The possessive Alphas, the rough hands, the shameless submission—it was all playing out in real life right now.

Does reading dark romance count as the same as watching porn..?

I flushed at the thought, the heat rising all the way to my ears. My first time sucking a dick, I didn’t know what I was doing, but I did what I read in a book.. I had swirled my tongue around the tip, bobbing my head in the steady, desperate rhythm I had imagined a hundred times on paper.

It made me wonder if she loved my performance...

I watched as Angel wore her condom properly, her crimson eyes gazing at mine with devilish thoughts.. The foil wrapper crinkled sharply in the quiet bedroom as she rolled the latex down her thick shaft.

"Your fucking cunt deserves a raise after tonight.." her cute lips said. I just kept staring at those lips, hungry to kiss them..

Ignoring the fact that she cuffed my hands together just so she could have the whole dominance and party with my body.. The metal had bitten into my wrists, trapping my arms above my head, but I couldn’t even bring myself to fight it.

Angel sank into me deeply, thrusting harder and faster.. she wasn’t showing mercy or kindness but only cruelty..

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh, Angel, it’s too big.. please" I screamed.. My head snapped back against the mattress, my hands yanking frantically against the iron cuffs.

"There’s no Angel here... only Diabla, who is going to cripple you tonight with my cock... you bitch.."

Her voice was dark, heavy, and full of raw possession as she pounded into me without a second of rest. Even her words sounded romantic and made me crave more..

She dived deeper, the entire room filled with my sobbing and pleasure... the sound I was making was unbearable, but our skin slapping together was louder.. Loud, wet squelching and sharp slaps filled every corner of the bedroom.

My body reacted to the torturous monster digging into my womb..

My inner walls clamped down around her like a vice, sending violent spasms through my entire waist.

Today I was counting every round, this girl was a monster.. on a higher level..

My entrance was already aching from the 5th round, throbbing.. but no, she hadn’t had enough.. Every time she threw a torn wrapper to the floor, she was ripping open another one without stopping to catch her breath.

It’s like every new round had a new pace.. she was getting faster every single round..

Tearing her 7th condom.. I watched her. I was breathing restlessly and sweating.. My chest heaved up and down, slick moisture covering my skin from head to toe.

"Are you not tired? My body is aching here..." I said with the little strength I had.. My voice came out as a weak, raspy squeak.

"I am never tired when it comes to sex.. it’s my favorite sport and I always have the perfect stamina..." her cruel voice echoed.. She towered over me, her chest barely moving as she looked down at my broken form.

"I’m tired... and I am aching.."

As much as the sex was sweet enough to make me want more, it was damaging my body... maybe it’s because I am an Omega and she’s an Alpha...

The sheer difference in our physical strength was crushing me.

If she goes one more round, I could pass out.. My vision was already swimming at the edges, my knees shaking so badly they couldn’t stay up on their own anymore.

"That is what I want.. I want you to be paralyzed.. even tomorrow you would not be able to get out of bed..."

"I can’t even get out of bed right now.. I don’t even know if I can move a muscle.. if you keep on going, this could be our second and last time because I might be dead by tomorrow morning..." I admitted..

I stared up at her, my throat raw and my lower body feeling like it had been run over by a truck.ou

Angel said nothing. She was still holding the condom in her hand as she watched my limp body.. Her red eyes scanned my swollen lips, my trembling legs, and the red marks covering my neck and chest.

"Are you really such that you can’t move an inch?" she asked, her eyebrows drawing together slightly.

"If I can, I swear I would kick that dragon ball of yours.." I muttered weakly, letting my head drop back onto the pillow

She tossed the condom on the bed and crawled out..

My eyes watched as Angel lit up a cigarette and started smoking.. She stood by the side of the bed, her bare shoulders rising as she took a long, deep drag, the small tip glowing orange in the dim room.

"Do you smoke?" she said, blowing a cloud of gray mist toward the ceiling.

"No..."

"You should learn, so you can reach 12 rounds... would you like it as a tea? It helps with the healing.."

I blinked at her, totally confused through my haze of exhaustion. She was caring about my body ache...

Did she just switch from the Devil to an Angel.?

Angel left the room and came back minutes later holding a cup of tea.. The warm steam rose from the mug, carrying a rich, earthy smell into the bedroom.

She uncuffed my hands, sat me up, offering me the tea..

I could perceive jasmine in the tea..

"Drink up, you just made me waste a few rolls of my weed.. better make use of it."

I held the warm mug with both hands, my fingers shaking as I brought the rim to my lips. I sipped little by little, trying to catch the taste. It was the same as the smoke lingering in the air.. The herbal warmth spread down my throat and into my stomach, instantly easing the sharp, throbbing ache down low.

"When you are done, you can sleep and we will continue the torture another day.."