There was a feeling. Luke could sense his presence—or perhaps it was how many times the women around him had been fucked, their personalities slowly shifting in response.

First, Nadia had invited him over when her mate wasn’t around, under the pretense of replacing the hearth, only to stand there with her skirt raised and her pussy drooling for his cock.

Now this bitch had called him into her room for help with something Monica could have easily done.

Well, he was not complaining...not when something so delicious was offered.

With her hair lifted, he could see her bare skin clearly. The lacy bra clung to her soft back, while her smooth waist flared into wide, child-bearing hips.

The fullness of her ass couldn’t be hidden beneath the skirt he had gifted her earlier.

She was a temptation he didn’t even try to resist.

He stepped forward, fingers wrapping around the back of her neck before turning her roughly to face him.

"Ah—" she yelped in surprise, her eyes meeting his dark ones.

She instinctively looked away. "W-what?" Her face flushed red under his hot breath and wandering fingers.

Luke grinned. "Dear sister of mine, you’re supposed to be serving me, not demanding my attention."

Laila frowned slightly. "What...? When did I—nngh!" She moaned and quickly covered her mouth as he flicked her protruding nipple.

"What’s the meaning of this then? Bitch, you’ve been in heat all evening, unable to keep your eyes off me during the whole gathering."

Laila bit her lip and lowered her hands as he slowly slid his palm inside her bra and cupped her breast, fingers spreading to squeeze the soft flesh.

Her body grew hotter. She clenched her fists at her sides, forcing the words out instead of a slutty moan. "I... wasn’t... you... ah—" She sighed when he suddenly kissed her neck, sucking on her skin before soothing it with his tongue.

With expert fingers, he unclasped her bra, freeing her full, perky breasts.

She pursed her lips and tilted her head, giving him more room to explore.

His left hand kneaded her breast slowly, taking his time to massage the heavy globe. She was so full and squishy, perfect to be used as a stress toy.

Meanwhile, his right hand trailed down her back, leaving a burning path along her spine that made every hair on her body stand on end.

He knew exactly how to get her hot. She could sense it, and though she wanted to blame him, she couldn’t deny it.

Her own brother knew precisely how to awaken the woman in her.

"Ah!" She suddenly opened her eyes as he grabbed her hair and yanked her head up.

She met his gaze—those fiery orbs that told her he was displeased.

"Woman... you’re forgetting your place. If you need something, you must beg for it."

Laila pouted briefly, but she had already slipped into this role so well in just a few days that she didn’t actually feel offended.

In the end, she slowly backed away.

Luke released her hair and watched as she dropped her skirt while moving toward the bed.

With the next step, she slid off her thin, flimsy panties. A thin strand of her slick juices stretched between the fabric and her pussy before snapping.

She let the panties fall to the floor, then slowly climbed onto the bed and got on her knees.

Pressing her upper body down against the sheet, she kept her ass raised high and whispered, "Please... use me... break me... punish me."

Her face burned with shame, yet those same words sent a thrill racing down her spine and flooded her lower lips with even more juices.

Luke grinned darkly as he advanced toward her, his eyes locked on the obscene sight of his sister presenting herself so shamelessly.

He climbed onto the bed behind her and ran his hands over her raised ass, squeezing the full, plump cheeks hard enough to leave faint marks. God, she got the best ass.

His fingers trailed lower, lightly tracing her swollen, dripping pussy lips, parting them just enough to feel the slick heat pouring out of her.

Laila shivered and moaned softly, pushing back against his touch.

Using her abundant juices, he smeared the wetness upward and circled her tight little asshole with a slick finger, teasing the puckered ring before pressing lightly against it.

"Are you clean here, woman?" he asked, voice low in whisper.

Laila nodded frantically, her face buried in the sheets as another needy moan escaped her. "Y-yes... I cleaned it for you... ahh~" Her voice trembled with shame and arousal, her asshole twitching under his probing finger while fresh juices trickled down her thighs.

Luke grinned and dropped lower behind her, burying his face between her massive, soft ass cheeks.

He gripped them firmly, spreading them wide as he pressed his mouth against her dripping pussy.

He devoured her like a starving man—lips sucking on her swollen folds, tongue dragging slowly up and down her slick slit, lapping up every drop of her sweet juices. He moved his mouth left and right rapidly, drawing obscene squelching sound and needy moans of a bitch in mating heat.

He groaned into her cunt, the vibrations making her thighs shake.

Laila moaned loudly, her body jerking as pleasure shot through her. "Ahh— Luke...!"

He ate her out messily, tongue fucking into her tight hole before pulling back to swirl around her throbbing clit. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Then he moved higher, attacking her twitching asshole with hungry intent. He licked broad, wet stripes over the puckered ring, teasing and probing with the tip of his tongue before pushing inside.

Her plump ass rippled with every forceful lick and suck.

Laila cried out in shameless pleasure, pushing her hips back desperately, chasing his tongue. She ground her soaked pussy and ass against his face, smothering him between her heavy globes as she begged for more.

"Please... don’t stop— don’t stop...I can’t live without this..." Her voice broke into a slutty whimper, her body trembling as she rocked back harder, desperate for every filthy swipe of his tongue.

Luke kept devouring her relentlessly, tongue plunging deep into her asshole while two fingers pumped hard into her dripping cunt.

He sucked and licked with filthy hunger, his face completely buried between her massive cheeks as her juices coated his chin.

Laila’s moans grew louder and more desperate. Her thighs shook violently, her plump ass rippling with every frantic push back against his mouth.

She was right on the edge, pussy clenching greedily around his fingers, asshole fluttering against his tongue.

"Ahh— Luke! I’m so close... I’m gonna cum— please don’t stop—!"

Suddenly, he pulled away completely and stood up behind her.

Laila whimpered in disappointment, her hips still twitching and chasing the pleasure that had just vanished. "No... why did you—?"

Before she could finish, her eyes widened in surprise as she felt the heavy, throbbing weight of his thick cock drop onto her plush ass.

The burning heat of his massive shaft rested between her soft cheeks, pulsing against her skin, so thick and hard it made her breath catch.

Her disappointment melted instantly into wide-eyed lust as she felt just how massive and ready he was.

Luke grinned, "Woman...you are so fucked today."

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