Family Stealing System: your wife, mother, sister, all mine now!
Chapter 18: Jia

Chapter 18: Jia

"What-What are you trying?"

Kian climbed over her and kept her hands locked by curling his fingers into hers. She gulped, turning to stare at Mia, not knowing what to do.

Mia just blinked at her, then shrugged. "Not my problem right now."

Kian kissed Jia’s lips gently.

She reciprocated just a little. Then, she said in annoyance: "What do you mean not my problem?" she asked. "Save me from this guy! Accompany this horny idiot yourself."

Mia ignored the remark, then said with worry: "Anyway, Kian, are you sure this is what we should be doing right now? I am afraid we have to do things quickly. My brother is dangerous when he is pissed off. Are you confident?"

In answer to her, Kian kissed Jia deeply this time, their tongues battling for dominance inside the girl’s mouth. Her eyes were filled with determination to win, clearly not giving up easily.

Kian’s tongue curled around hers, pulling it down. But right as he did, she retreated and slammed his tongue from the top.

Both of them glared at each other.

The battle lasted for several seconds before Jia gulped, losing her fight against his more experienced game. Then, they just kissed, him dominating her till both of them were breathless.

Breathing heavily, Mia rolled her eyes at the sight and turned around, simply leaving the room with knitted brows.

"It seems you are confident after all. That’s good."

Kian and Jia broke apart, turning to both look at Mia. Both of them were flushed.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"I don’t want to watch my sister and... man make out. Well, I am in the living room. Somebody has to think about everything properly after all. Come there once you two are done."

"Wait, sis, don’t leave me with this fiend!"

"Humph!"

Kian grinned as Mia left, closing the door behind her.

"Damnit!" Jia said, her face full of defeat.

Kian laughed.

"Why are you laughing?" Jia said, pouting as she placed a hand on his chest. "Once my brother comes around, we won’t be so comfortable anymore. In fact, your life is at risk!"

"Well, that’s why I am quickening things up a bit, am I not?"

"Wait, what do you mea..."

Her entire body tightened as he began kissing her neck. At first, she did not reciprocate the action, but once he began to gently nibble her neck, she could no longer just blush and stay silent.

She hugged his neck, whispering: "Not the ears, please."

"Why not?"

"That place is too sensitive."

"What about the neck?"

"Neck is okay."

He kissed her neck, which made her lower her guard. And right after, he was back to nibbling her ears.

"Nghh!!~~"

This time, he was far more gentle, making it the perfect level of stimulation. She struggled underneath him, her entire body filled with pleasure.

Then, he stopped, leaning back and looking at the beatiful face that was now so flushed.

Taking the moment to breathe and calm down, they exchanged a long glance.

Kian said: "I told you you’d be mine soon."

"Shut up," she said with a pout.

Kian leaned down again, capturing her pout with his mouth before she could protest. This time when his tongue met hers, she didn’t fight—she melted, her fingers curling into the fabric of his robe, her knees sliding apart so he could settle between them more comfortably. The sound she made was somewhere between a sigh and a surrender.

When he finally pulled back, a thin strand of saliva connected their lips before breaking. Jia’s chest rose and fell rapidly, her robe rumpled, the ribbon in her hair half-undone and trailing across the pillow like a black snake.

"You’re impossible," she breathed, but her legs had wrapped around his waist at some point without her noticing, and she didn’t move them.

"I’m efficient," Kian corrected, running his thumb along her bottom lip. It was a bit swollen, slightly darker than before.

"Maybe," she had to agree on that.

Kian’s fingers found the sash of her robe and pulled. The silk resisted for half a second, then gave with a soft whisper, the garment parting down the middle like a curtain drawn too fast. Jia sucked in a breath, her hands jumping to cover herself before he caught her wrists again, pressing them back into the mattress.

"You look amazing, milady" he said.

She went still. Then just looked away blushing.

Her chest rose and fell under the open robe, the pale fabric pooling at her sides, revealing skin that hadn’t seen much sun—the color of rice paper, smooth except for a small mole just below her left rib.

Her breasts were small, high-set, the nipples a dusty rose that tightened under his gaze before he’d even touched them.

He leaned back on his knees, still straddling her, and just looked.

The robe had fallen completely open now, one side slipping off her shoulder to bare the curve of her arm, the other still clinging to her hip where her body pressed into the bed.

He let go of one wrist and ran the hand across her belly.

Her stomach was flat but soft, the kind of softness that came from years of congee and not enough meat, and below it, a trail of fine black hair disappeared beneath the waistband of her pants.

"You’re staring," Jia whispered, her voice smaller than he’d ever heard it.

She turned her face to the side, but didn’t try to cover herself again. Her ears were such a deep red they looked painful.

"Yeah," Kian said. "How could I not?"

"You’ve got a mole here." He pressed it with his thumb. "It’s cute."

Gulp.

She swallowed nervously as his hand slid down to find itself amidst the trail of fine black hair.

She froze as she felt his fingers oh so gently explored her most private part.

Kian leaned down and their noses touched each other.

"Did I say you smell amazing?" he asked. "Is this something you twins have in common?"

"I don’t know..." she murmured in a mosquito like voice.

"So nervous. Where is the tomboy I know? Look at how innocent she is when it actually comes to it."

She gulped. "I’m just a bit scared. And this is all too sudden."

"Want to kiss more?"

"Yeah..."

They kissed with their lips, and soon enough, he felt her tight body loosening up.