SIENNA
I woke up with a throbbing headache, taking in the scent of the seemingly strange room.
Everywhere held the scent of sin and orgasm, every side of the walls seemed to be painted by depraving sticky cums; confusion was all that flashed through my eyes.
Where was I?
Groaning, I grabbed my head and that was when the memories came flooding in.
I remembered last night.
The fucked up Christmas night reminded me of every weight of sin I had committed.
Soren was all over me.
He kissed me, I reciprocated.
He ordered me to suck his cock, I did.
He asked if he could take my virginity and I fucking nodded like a fool, saying yes!
My stepbrother!
I had slept with my stepbrother!
"Jesus, mine!" I let out muffled whimpers as I tried to get off the bed.
He fucked me really hard. I begged for it and now I was facing the consequences.
My eyes went to the other side of the bed and that was when I realised Soren wasn't in bed with me.
My heart broke.
He left. He couldn't even wait until I was awake.
He pounded me so much last night and next I was being unacknowledged.
My walls hurt real bad and my core which throbbed with so much need and hunger last night, ached.
Every urge disappeared like smoke. Only guilt remained.
The very friend clung to me like a second skin. How on earth would I fight this?
It might win and I might not make it.
Gathering the messy sheets together, I stood, finding my way to the bathroom.
I sighed, splashing some water on my face and when I made to wipe it off, I saw a sticky note glued to the wall.
…»I knew you'd come to the bathroom to wash up the mess we caused last night. If you're reading this right now, Señorita, you should have found out that I left already. Dress up and come home quick…»
"Damn." I cussed out, gritting my teeth as I squeezed the piece of paper.
Soren would always remain the fool I have known him to be.
I was disappointed!
I never expected him to be so tactless.
I unwrapped the bedsheet that clung to my body.
Stepping into the bathtub, I let out a deep sigh.
As the warm water bubbled above my body, I found myself sliding my fingers into my clit.
My breath caught in my throat as my fingertips brushed against my pussy lips.
Driving my fingers into my snatch, I shut my eyes.
Soren's face appeared. His signature playboy smirk tugging at his perfect lips.
I felt his presence. The same way he towered over me last night, burying all of him in me.
My hymen just got broken last night, I should rest. I shouldn't be doing this— fingering myself?
I should wait until the pain softens but no. Soren had clouded my senses.
No doubt, he had cast a spell on me and can I break free? I doubted that too.
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I froze as I set my eyes on the BMW parked at the garage.
Mom was back from work.
Jesus. I'm fucking DEAD.
I dragged my feet into the living room.
My eyes flickered around the living room. It was empty.
Did I see wrong? I thought I saw mom's car outside.
Hah, she might be upstairs then.
This was my perfect time to escape. At least for now until I had figured out what lie to tell.
I tiptoed up the stairs like a thief, clutching my purse close to my chest.
"Holy Mary, mother of Jesus. Help me. I know I have sinned, yes but I promise to repent. I just couldn't help my orgas…"
"Sienna." A familiar voice called and I froze on spot, my feet rooted to the floor.
I couldn't move. Suddenly, I became a stationary machine.
That was mom's voice.
I'm screwed.
Mom dislikes keeping late nights and hanging out overnight.
She was shrewd. Business and upbringing wise. Plus!
"Yes mom."
I turned around, wearing a bunny smile.
She had her eyes fixed on me, scrutinising and beaming with suspicion.
I gulped down absolutely nothing, straightening my crumpled dress.
"Where did you go?" She asked, moving closer. I checked your room but you weren't in bed."
My heart stopped breathing.
What should I tell her now? That I went to the BDSM club with Soren and got wasted in his bed?!
Hell, no!
Sienna, think. Fucking think.
"Mom." I looked up when I heard Soren's voice.
My fists balled by my sides. This bastard.
Now, he has gotten me in trouble and I had to face it all alone!
"You missed a call from Mr Robinson."
Mom gasped, "Mr Robinson?"
"Yeah," he nodded firmly, handing her her phone. "He called twice. There must be an emergency at the hospital."
"Oh my, two missed calls? I have to run down right away. You guys take good care of yourselves." She placed a kiss on our cheeks, "and you, Sienna."
My brow widened when she called my name.
"You have an explanation to make when I'm back."
I watched her back in awe as she scurried out of the living room, my mouth wide-opened.
"You idiot!" I raised my knee to kick his balls but he grabbed me even before I could try.
"I just saved you again, Sienna." He rasped, his blue eyes burning with intensity.
"Shouldn't you at least, show some gratitude?"
What an arrogant jerk!
Is this all he was going to say to me? Speaking about being an hero?
"You abandoned me at the fucking BDSM club like a piece of trash."
He scoffed, yanking my chin.
"I never abandoned you, little nerd. I was only being smart. It'd be a very bad idea coming home together. Besides, I sent a taxi to pick you up."
I glared at him in anger, slapping his hand off my face.
"You should forget everything that happened between us, Soren." My gaze rested on my feet. "It was all a mistake. My moans, screams— they were only out of stupidity."
He pressed closer, surrounding me with his heat and strength.
Then he placed a finger on my jaw, lifting my face up to him.
My throat clenched around a startled inhale. His closeness to me was a damn problem.
It caused me heat, a surging urge I couldn't help.
"We're never done yet, señorita. This is just the beginning."
My breath hitched, heart pounding in my ears.
What did hejust say?
"You'd remain mine until I say otherwise." He added, his baritone voice, exuding with authority.
Then, he pinned my hands above my head and claimed me right on the stairway