by EL Anders
“I…I don’t know,” I whispered, biting my lip. My answer should have been an immediate and forceful “no” of that I was sure. But somehow the idea of watching my big brother slide the head of his cock into my pussy no longer seemed as wrong as it once had. Maybe it was just because my body was still throbbing with pleasure from the way he’d gone down on me but my absolute certainty that we shouldn’t go too far had weakened until it was almost nonexistent.
“It’s still your first heat, Lexie,” he told me softly. “The first time for you to be penetrated by your mate. I probably wouldn’t be able to get more than the head of my cock inside you—if that.”
I bit my lip again. “Just…just the head? You’re sure?”
He nodded. “Later on in your heat the groove inside you will move back and allow me more access. But for right now it should be right near the entrance of your pussy. Do you want to see where it is?”
“We…we shouldn’t,” I faltered.
“Actually, we should,” Lukas countered. “It would give us an idea of how fast your heat is progressing—we would know exactly how far along you are in your cycle.”
“It’s that important to know?” I asked.
Lukas nodded. “When your heat peaks I need to be with you, at your side to help you through it. If I had to guess, I would say you aren’t near that stage yet. But there’s no way to be completely sure other than…”
“For you to penetrate me,” I finished for him and he nodded again.
“Do you want to know, Lexie?” he asked, looking into my eyes. “Do you want to find out how ready you are to be bred?”
It was wrong and I knew it—felt it to the bottom of my being. But I did want it—wanted to see what he was talking about. Wanted to watch his cock slide into my open pussy and feel him inside me. Besides, I told myself, it was important to know exactly where we stood—where I stood. And he wasn’t really my brother—even though we’d grown up together and been raised as siblings, it wasn’t as though we would actually be committing incest.
Lukas was silent for a long moment, letting me think. Then he murmured, “Well?”
“All right,” I whispered at last. “As long as it’s just the head.”
“I’m sure that’s all it will be,” Lukas said confidently. “Come here, Lexie. Let me show you what I mean. Let’s see how ready you are to be bred.”
He sat back on the loveseat and motioned for me to straddle him. Feeling awkward but also incredibly turned on, I did as he commanded. When my wet, open pussy was poised just over his cock, Lukas put his hands on my waist to guide me down.
“Slowly now, sweetheart,” he murmured as I lowered myself onto him. “Just watch while I enter you.”
I couldn’t have looked away if the sight had made me go blind. I stared, transfixed, at the sight of my big brother’s cock sliding slowly into my open pussy. God, this was wrong—so wrong. And yet it felt incredibly right.
Lukas was much bigger than anyone else I had ever been with and I felt a slight stretching sensation as the head of his cock slid home inside me.
“Good girl,” he murmured, his hands still on my hips. “God, you’re tight. Just a little further, Lexie. I should be hitting the groove at any time now…”
But as he guided me lower, neither one of us encountered any resistance. I watched, mesmerized, as inch after thick inch of my brother’s cock filled me, stretching my pussy open to the limit and still he didn’t stop.
“Lukas?” I whispered uncertainly. “This is more than I bargained for. You said just the head…”
“I know.” He shook his head. “I don’t understand it. There’s no way I should be able to get this deep into you during our first penetration. In fact—wait. There it is.”
As he spoke, I felt a catching sensation deep inside me—as though Lukas had snagged on something somehow. But looking down, I saw that it was much more than the head of his cock was inside me. Only the last two inches of his thick shaft remained outside my body. The rest of his cock was buried deep in my pussy—my unprotected pussy, I suddenly realized, since Lukas wasn’t wearing a condom. Why hadn’t I asked him to put one on? I really wasn’t thinking straight right now.
“Lukas,” I said, feeling uncomfortable. “I…we shouldn’t be doing this. You should pull out now.”
“I will,” he promised, but he made no move to slide out of me yet. “I’m just trying to understand. Your heat must be progressing faster than I thought. The groove shows how ready you are to be bred—for me to get this deep inside you on the first try indicates…”
I didn’t care what it indicated. I was too busy not to think about what I was doing and the fact that I was doing it with my own brother. But at least we weren’t really fucking, I comforted myself. Yes, he was inside me, his thick cock stretching me to the limit. But at least he wasn’t thrusting and he hadn’t reached the end of my channel. Really what we were doing was just a kind of experiment. But there was still one thing I didn’t understand.
“What’s the point of this?” I asked him, nodding between us to where he was piercing me. “Why bother with partial penetration at all? Why not just…fuck?” I felt my cheeks go hot as I said it but really, what else was breeding but fucking?
“Several reasons,” he said seriously. “Partial penetration allows a female get used to having her mate inside her. If she’s already felt the head of his cock and maybe half of his shaft penetrating her pussy several times, feeling him slide all the way into her isn’t so frightening.” He slid a little way out of me and then back in again experimentally. “See? It’s not so scary now that I’ve been in you awhile, is it?” he said softly.
“N-no,” I stuttered as he did it again…and then again. Part of my brain whispered that he was actually fucking me now—that we were going way too far and it could only end badly. But somehow I couldn’t ask him to stop,
“And second?” I asked softly as he pulled out and thrust up into me again.
Lukas took a deep breath, as though he knew I wasn’t going to like what he was going to say. “It lets him know exactly when she’s most fertile. Because when her groove completely disappears, he knows she’s ready to be bred. To be fucked and filled with his cum.”
“Lukas, no!” I gripped his shoulders tightly. “No, you can’t come in me! I’m not on any kind of birth control. You could get me pregnant!”
“That’s extremely rare” he said, his hips still rolling as he thrust up into my open pussy. “Conception almost never happens with partial penetration.”
“But you’re almost all the way inside me,” I pointed out. “And besides, you promised…” My voice broke. “Promised you wouldn’t fuck me and come in me this time. Please, Lukas, you promised.”
He stopped moving at once. “I did, didn’t I? Oh, Lexie…I’m sorry. This is all still so new to you. It’s just that I’ve been waiting so long…”
“I know you have been but Lukas, we shouldn’t have done this. Shouldn’t have gone this far,” I said, my voice shaking. “I can’t…can’t let you come inside me. So please…please just take it out.”
“I will,” he promised again. “If you’ll kiss me first. Please, Lexie, I’ve always wanted to taste your lips. Kiss me while I have my cock buried inside you. Kiss me and let me feel your pussy tight around me just this once.”
I couldn’t deny the pleading in his voice or the sorrow in his eyes. “All right,” I whispered at last. “But…but you have to promise to pull out after I kiss you. And we can never do this again.”
He didn’t make me any promises but as his lips met mine, I felt something melt inside me. He took my mouth with a passion I couldn’t help but return, his tongue thrusting into my mouth just as his cock was thrusting into my pussy. Filling me, fucking me… Fucking, we were still fucking.
“Stop!” I pulled away, breaking the kiss suddenly. “This has to stop now, Lukas. Right now.”
“All right.” I could tell it caused him pain but gripping my hips e
ven harder he slid slowly out of me. I tried but I couldn’t look away from the obscene sight of his thick cock all slippery from my honey. From the slit in the broad head I saw pearly droplets of cum forming. God, had he come in me, even a little? Was I at risk right now?
It was that last thought that made me stand up and get away from him. I needed a shower, needed to wash him off me—out of me. I had to get away from him before I did something else I regretted even more.
“Lexie?” There was a pleading in his voice, a depth of desire I had never heard before and hoped to never hear again. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I’ve just wanted you for so long.”
“Lukas…” I sighed and put a hand to my head. “Look it’s not that I don’t care about you—I do. And I know what you said about being my predestined mate and I can feel some of that—really I can. But you…you just have to give me time to wrap my head around this whole thing. I mean, up until two days ago I thought you were my brother. And now—”
“Lexie,” he said, frowning. “About that. I think I should tell you—”
Just then I heard my phone chirping loudly from the other room. It was Sylvia’s ring and I was instantly on the alert. Was she all right? Did she have news for me?
“Hold that thought,” I told Lukas. “Just let me grab this and make sure my friend is okay. She doesn’t usually call unless it’s really important.”
He sighed and sat back on the couch. “I’ve been waiting for you for years, sweetheart. I don’t think a few more minutes will make a difference.”
I had to work to suppress a smile as I went for the phone. Lukas really could be flattering when he wanted to be. And with his black hair all tousled and his dark eyes still half-lidded as they followed my every minute, there was no doubt he was sexy. Maybe I could learn to think of him as something other than my big brother in time. Maybe we could even have the kind of relationship he seemed to crave from me. And since we’re not really related, I thought, reaching for the phone, anything is possible…
Chapter Six
“Lexie?” Sylvia’s voice on the other end of the phone sounded slightly breathless, as though something had excited or agitated her. Since she was normally so calm and logical I was immediately on the alert.
“What is it?” I asked. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong exactly,” she said, as though choosing her words carefully. “But there is something I wanted you to know. Remember you asked me to do some research into the mating cycle of the Breeders?”
“Of course,” I said, sitting on the edge of the bed. “But I thought you couldn’t get to it until after finals.”
“I made some time,” she said grimly. “Because I remembered something—something I thought was important. But I didn’t want to say anything to you until I verified it.”
“What?” I asked. “Just tell me, Sylvia.”
“It has to do with their reproductive system—it’s really quite unique,” she began. My stomach was tied in knots and I wanted to scream at her to get to the point but I knew from long experience that you couldn’t rush Sylvia when she was making a point.
“Okay,” I said. “Go on.”
“Well, the female has both a menstrual cycle and a second cycle which is very similar to the estrus we were talking about earlier.”
“I get it,” I said flatly. “She goes into heat and needs the male to breed her.”
“Yes, that’s true,” Sylvia confirmed. “But here’s the fascinating thing—after the male breeds her, if she gets pregnant, two eggs are fertilized. Always and only two.”
“So Breeders always have twins?” I asked blankly.
“Not exactly. You see, the first egg is always male. The female carries him to term while her body holds on to the other egg—keeping it in a kind of biological stasis. Then, when her son is around one and a half years old, the second egg is allowed to come out of stasis and gestate. That egg is always a female.”
“That is weird,” I admitted. “But at least she knows what to expect.”
“Lexie,” she said softly. “I don’t think you quite understand what I’m getting at. The male and female—the sister and brother—stay together for life. They’re a mated pair—a breeding pair.”
“What?” I yelped. “Are you telling me that my—I mean her—the female Breeder—she…she…her predestined mate is her brother?”
“That’s exactly what I’m telling you,” she said grimly. “I don’t know why you wanted this information, Lexie but after I read some of the other traits of a female Breeder in heat I…I thought you ought to know.”
I felt numb all over. “Thanks Sylvia,” I said. “I…I really need to go now. There’s something I have to do.”
“Of course,” she said. “We can talk about it more over tea and coffee later this week.”
“Sure,” I said automatically. “I’ll see you then. Thanks again.”
And then I hung up the phone, feeling hollow inside.
* * * * *
“You…you…” My voice was shaking so much I could barely speak. I stared at Lukas with genuine horror. “You let me believe—”
“I let you believe what you wanted to believe.” His eyes were hard. “What you needed to believe. Please, Lexie—”
“You’re my brother!” I exploded, pointing a finger at him. “You really are my actual, biological brother.”
“Yes.” He nodded, not trying to deny it. Somehow the calm despair on his face made things worse.
“You told me we were adopted…stolen…”
“We were,” he said harshly. “But I never told you we were taken from different parents. You made that little assumption yourself.”
“But you let me!” I accused. “You led me on—”
“Because we need each other,” he interrupted. “I know how you were raised—what we both were raised to believe. But believe me, Lexie, Earth taboos don’t apply to us—they’ll only kill us.”
“I don’t buy that for a minute,” I snapped. “I don’t buy any of your bullshit anymore, Lukas.”
His eyes went suddenly soft and sad. “Lexie, please. I know we went farther than you meant to, but—”
“Farther than I meant to?” I laughed harshly. “You were fucking me, Lukas. And I…I was letting you. Letting my own brother fuck me.” I put a hand to my head, feeling dizzy and ill. “God, I can’t believe it. What’s wrong with me?”
“You’re in heat,” he said simply. “And you need me. Your body needs mine. It doesn’t matter how we were raised or how you think of me—sooner or later you’re going to have to listen to your body and not your stupid conscious.”
“Oh, so now I’m stupid for not wanting to commit incest with you?” I demanded.
He frowned. “I didn’t say you were stupid—just the things you’ve been taught. Let me guess what’s going on in your head right now—it’s probably all the crap you learned from Mom. ‘Be ladylike. Don’t cross your legs at the knee. Don’t spit in public dear, it’s not good breeding…’”
“And letting you fuck me is good breeding?”
Lukas smirked but his eyes were hard. “In a way, you could say it is. Or it would be if you’d let me finish. You’re going to have to soon, you know.”
“Or what?” I snapped?
Lukas’ face was suddenly deadly serious. “Or you’ll die, Lexie,” he said softly. “What your body needs it can only get from mine. You need my cock all the way inside you—filling your pussy to the hilt—to soothe the ache and end your heat. Without it, your hormones will just keep escalating until your heart can’t take it any more.”
“That’s crazy.” I stared at him incredulously. “I don’t believe you.”
He shrugged. “Believe me or not, it’s the truth. Look, I’ll leave you now.” Standing, he refastened his pants and straightened his shirt. “Do some research of your own if you want and call me when you need me. Because you will need me, Lexie. I guarantee that.” His eyes were suddenly sad. “I just wis
h you wanted me as well.”
Chapter Seven
Lukas was right.
The pain in my nipples and breasts got bad almost at once. Wearing the Breeder outfit helped some but not enough. And then the ache in my pussy began. It was a deep, empty need, a yearning to be filled like nothing I had ever experienced before. And though I knew exactly what I needed, I resisted it with all my might.
Lukas had left me his phone number, scrawled on a piece of paper by the scotch bottle on the bar. I guess he’d figured rightly that I would see it there while I was trying to drown my sorrows—and the ever growing pain.
I made it for three days and I don’t even know how I went that long. By the end it was just sheer, dogged determination because everything hurt and burned and throbbed. I couldn’t walk without pain and could barely stand to take a shower. Even the soft flow of water over my nipples and pussy was too much to bear.
And it wasn’t just the pain—it was the need. The endless loop of desire that played out in my brain and my entire body for that matter. My body was demanding that I do something and unfortunately I knew exactly what it wanted. I just wasn’t ready to give in to those demands yet.
But finally, on the fourth night after I had sent Lukas away for the second time I reached for my phone. I knew what I had to do—or what I had to let him do, anyway. There was just no other way—nothing eased the pain. Pain meds just dulled it and even the strongest sleeping pills only let me get a few restless, fitful minutes of sleep before the need woke me up again. I couldn’t go on this way. Couldn’t stand it anymore.
But was I really desperate enough to let my own brother fuck me?
As I pressed the digits of Lukas’ number into my phone, I knew the answer was yes. But once this is over I’ll never see him again, I promised myself. I’ll forget about all this and go back to living a normal life.