Reclaiming My Sister, page 1
Reclaiming My Sister
AR TABOO
Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 1
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Reclaiming My Sister
She was taken from him, so how he's taking something from her.
Chapter One
BUNNY
I stare out the window watching the snow start to fall while my Kindle lies forgotten in front of me. This is my favorite place to sit because from this spot, I can watch people come and go.
The small coffee shop on the corner has the most activity. People really are creatures of habit. I see so many of the same faces that I’ve even given some of them stories in my mind.
The only one I don’t much care for is Harris, at least that’s what I call him. He’s always flirting with the beautiful barista, and neither of them seem to mind the gold wedding ring on his finger. It’s shameful, isn’t it? But what do I know?
My mother has already gone through one new husband since she left the only man I’ve ever called my father: James O'Brien. He’s been there at all my earliest memories. I miss him, but more than that, I miss my brother Connor the most. I still dream of him, but as time passes, his face fades more and more from my memory.
I’m not even an O’Brien anymore. The life I once knew was taken away from me in one night while both my father and brother were out of the house. I knew that some of their business deals weren't legal, but I was kept sheltered to what they didn’t want me to see. I’m still a bit naïve, but they operated outside the law, and whatever they did paid very well.
All of that changed in one night when my mother was pulling me out of the bed in a frenzied state saying we had to leave. She told me James was going to kill her, and although I didn’t want to think James would do that, their arguments could get intense.
When it got bad, I would always run to find my brother Connor. He’d either break it up or let me crawl into his bed and cuddle. Sometimes I thought they enjoyed fighting, but it scared me. I loved both of them, but they made the idea of marriage ridiculous.
The night before my mother pulled me out of bed, she and James had one of their worst fights ever. My mom was a drunken mess, and she was screaming about a whore he was with. My father tossed back that she had no room to talk. He wasn’t wrong. There were a few times I thought I saw her coming out of one of the rooms in the house with one of my father's men. Her hair would be tousled and her lipstick smeared.
During those times, I would go to Connor’s room and crawl into bed with him. I was so happy he was home because more often than not, during that last year, he was out working at night. Part of me wondered if he was with the whores my mother screamed about and that's why he was out so late.
The last night I was home, I tried to get into his bed, but he turned me away. He told me to go back to mine. I had no idea I’d never see him again. That next day he and my father were both out of the house all day, and when I went to bed that night, they still hadn’t returned. That’s when Mom woke me up and said we had to leave. I didn’t get a chance to grab anything except the small pink bunny bear Connor gave me on my thirteenth birthday. I always kept it on my bed. He always called me Bunny.
Mom was ready to go and had a car filled with things. When I saw a few bags filled with cash, I knew in that moment if my father didn’t want to kill her already, he would once he found her.
I lost count of how many days we traveled. We went from the car to a train and then a bus. It felt like it was never-ending until we finally landed here. I’d been heartbroken, but my mom moved on so easily.
She dated several men before marrying and then getting a quickie divorce because she had her sights set on another. Each one is richer than the last and it’s almost impressive how she can lure them in. I’ve been kept tucked away, so I often feel awkward when I talk to anyone. I’d die if I tried to flirt with a man.
Her newest one, Aaron, gives me the creeps. He stares too long and is always asking me questions and trying to talk to me. If it were up to me, I’d move out. I’m a legal adult, but it’s really not an option because I have no money, and I can’t even get a job. My mom has told me so many times that they’ll find us and kill me first to make her suffer before finally ending her life.
At first it was hard to believe her, but she started to tell me stories of the things that my father and brother did. It’s the reason I wasn’t allowed in the basement. That’s where they took the people that wronged them in some way or broke loyalty. She made me wonder if some of my memories weren’t what really happened. I never recalled them being cruel to me, but she’d pepper me with stories that had me questioning my own thoughts.
She said Connor was turning out to be worse than my father. I saw him snap at one of the guys that came and went from the home, and his whole demeanor changed. In that split second he became unrecognizable, but it was never directed my way. In fact, when he realized I was there standing on the stairs, it was as if a mask fell back into place, and he gave me a smile before releasing the man from the hold he had around his neck. The guy dropped to the floor but quickly got to his feet and bolted from the house.
“Oh!” I gasp, sitting up straighter when I see a white kitten alone and huddled up against a trash can across the street. It’s snowing out and below freezing. Without thinking, I pull on my boots and slip on my long coat. I’m only in my pajamas, but I’ll be fast. My mom will be pissed that I went out of the house alone, but I’m not going to leave the kitten out there. Aaron took her out, and I’m alone for the night in our townhome.
After disarming the alarm, I open the front door and grit my teeth when a gust of frigid wind hits me. The snow is turning to ice now, so I grab the rail when I almost slip on the stairs in my haste to get down to the sidewalk. My glasses fog up, and it takes me a second to see, but once I do I glance both ways to check for cars. Making sure it’s clear, I dart across the street to save the kitten.
“Hey, baby, are you okay?” I say as I lean down and pet it. “Are you stuck?” I see a small hook connected to the kitten’s collar at the base of the trashcan. “Why would someone clip you here and leave you?” Unhooking the kitten, I pull him closer to help warm him up. He doesn't seem malnourished and appears to be a healthy baby kitten. “Who would do such a thing to you?”
“Me,” a deep voice says, and then an arm wraps around my waist from behind.
My whole body stiffens right as a needle pricks my neck. That’s when the whole world goes black.
Chapter Two
CONNOR
She looks so peaceful stretched out on the bed as I sit on the edge of the mattress. I didn’t want it to have to be this way, but I didn’t have a choice. Not anymore.
When I reach out and brush her hair away from her face, my hands tremble. It took so long to find her that I was beginning to get worried that I never would, and that wasn’t a possibility I was willing to entertain.
As soon as we planted Aaron, things fell into place. That’s all it took to get Vivian’s attention and force her to climb out of her hiding hole. Aaron created elaborate events with connections to places we thought Vivian might go. Eventually she showed up to a party with a ring on her finger, but once Aaron stepped in, that was over.
Today’s plan has been building for weeks, and he finally got Vivian out of the house and away from my Bunny. Vivian is going to have a rude awakening when she shows up for her getaway with Aaron only to discover my father waiting for them. She’s got lots of explaining to do on the money she took and the secrets she sold. James would have given her anything she wanted, but selling secrets to our enemies broke his trust, and there’s no going back.
Whatever happens with the two of them doesn’t matter to me, because all I wanted out of this deal was Bunny. That’s why I worked so hard to catch Vivian, so that Bunny would be my reward. She was always meant to be mine.
She breathes evenly as I stroke her cheek and let my fingers trail down her neck. The place where I gave her the sedative is pink, but it shouldn’t hurt when she finally wakes up. This is how it used to be when she would crawl into my bed. On nights I knew James and Vivian were going to argue, I would give her a special night time tea to help her sleep. Then I would wait for the sedative to kick in so I could hold her all I wanted.
“I missed you,” I say as I push up her threadbare T-shirt and stare down at her bare breasts. “I missed this too.”
My fingers trace over her nipples as I bend down and touch my lips to hers. Then I dip my head low and suck on her pretty pink buds one at a time. I’m already so fucking hard with anticip
When I brought her here to the remote cabin, I decided to tie her hands to the bed just in case. I couldn’t chance her getting away from me, so I tossed her robe on the floor and left her in only a T-shirt and panties before securing her arms over her head. I didn’t trust how I might respond if she tried to run from me. It was better this way. I’m on a razor's edge. I’ve been on it since she disappeared from my life, taking the only light I wanted in my dark world.
Sucking on her nipples isn’t enough. I feel like I’m owed payback for all the nights she’s been out of my bed. That last night she asked to sleep with me, I had to turn her away. I knew that I wouldn’t be able to hold back anymore, and I wanted our first time to be special. Little did I know that she was going to be stolen out from under me, and I’ve been in a rage since then.
Now I’m making up for lost time, and I won’t have her trying to run from me.
Dipping my fingers in her panties, I find her warm center and begin to rub her clit. She might be unconscious, but her pussy knows what to do. She begins to get wetter the more I rub, and I love how slick her pretty little cunt is getting.
“Baby sis, you’re dripping.” I smile to myself as I pull her panties down her legs and spread her knees wide. I want to get a good look at her like this where she can’t fight me. “Fuck, I’m not going to be able to wait.”
I want her looking at me when I pop her cherry, but I can do other things until then. Her wrists are tied so that I can roll her over on her stomach while she’s still secured. I pull her hip up and devour her from behind, needing her taste on my mouth. When I thrust my tongue into her tight pussy I feel her innocence. It’s something I want to keep in parts of her life but not here when we’re alone. That innocence will be mine.
I drag my tongue back to her dark entrance, wanting to taste every part of her. She belongs to me. Has from before I even knew what that shit meant. Her body responds to my tongue, her cunt getting wetter. Her body wants what only I can give it. I’d never allow another to have her.
Reaching to the bedside table, I take out the lube I bought just for this and squirt a few drops in my hand. I rub my cock fast a few times as I climb on the bed on top of her.
My knees go to the outside of her legs, and I slide an arm under her hips to tilt her bottom up just a little. It’s enough for me to slide my cock between the crack of her ass and then press it against her tight back hole.
“This is for me, sister,” I say as I nudge against it. “You’ll always be my sweet Bunny. My sweet innocent girl.”
She doesn’t move as I push the head of my cock into her ass, and I hiss with pleasure. Since she’s passed out she doesn’t fight me, and I slide in nice and easy. I plant my fists on either side of her body as I begin to rock my hips.
“Fuck, she’s so damn tight.” I look down and watch my shiny lubed cock disappearing into her ass. “How many times can I take this before you wake up?”
My control is breaking as I slowly rock forward so she takes more. Being inside her settles that angry beast in my chest, and the more I take, the more I want. Could I fuck her mouth too without waking her up?
All those times in my bed, I would rub her tits or slide my hand between her legs. It was always over the clothes, but I knew what was under them, and now that I’m balls deep in her ass, I need more. She was always wiggling all over me when she crawled into my bed. My Bunny would cling to me during those nights.
“Connor,” she moans, and I still. Her body is still unmoving, and her eyes are closed but maybe the drugs are starting to wear off.
“Shh. Just a little longer,” I say as I push into her ass. “I’m almost finished.”
My cock is so fucking full, but it feels good, and I don’t want it to end yet. I put my weight down on her back as I begin to rock my hips in earnest. In and out my cock works her ass, but I can see she’s starting to stir.
“Big,” she moans, and I feel her clench just as I thrust in.
“Brother is here.” I kiss her cheek and grind against her asshole. “Go back to sleep.”
Even though she’s tied up, I hold her down and start to pound. I waited too fucking long for this, and she’s going to take it.
“Connor.” The word is clearer this time, and her arms tug on the restraints.
“Fuck, that’s it.” I’m already leaking into her as I go faster. “Fight me, Bunny.”
She pushes against my cock like she’s trying to get me out of her ass, and that’s all it takes for me to nut. I hold myself deep and cum hard as I put all my weight on top of her. She’s going to take every fucking drop, and then I’m going to show her what happens when she tries to run from me.
Chapter Three
BUNNY
A mix of pain and pleasure throbs through my body, and the sensation of being full is overwhelming. I try to push away from whatever is happening, but my body doesn’t want to. It wants more.
“Bunny.” The one word breaks through the fog of my mind, and my body presses down hard into the mattress as warmth blooms inside of me. I try to move, but I get nowhere because I’m pinned down. “Fuck, I’m still hard.”
I gasp as the weight lifts from my body and something slips from my bottom. Oh god. The same warmth I’d felt inside of me starts to leak out of me there.
“I’ll be right back.” A mouth gently kisses my bare back, and I close my eyes as everything comes back into full focus. The reality of what just happened takes over, and I remember the kitten and then someone grabbing me.
I open my eyes when I hear the sound of water. When I try to move, I realize my hands are tied to the bed frame. I manage to roll over onto my back, and my body aches but not with a normal pain. I’m not sure what it is. My bottom feels used, and I know the man was inside of me there. It’s the only place that I have a trace of any kind of discomfort. It doesn’t hurt; it’s more tender than anything.
“Where am I?” I pull on my wrist again, but it’s useless. The fabric might be soft, but I can tell I’m not going to be able to break free. I lick my dry lips, glancing around the room. If I’m not gagged, I’m guessing I’m in the middle of nowhere. The walls are made of logs, giving away that I’m in a cabin. Everything in the room is nice and clean, and I’m surprised by how new it looks. My eyes go to the one door that is open, and I know it’s the bathroom.
This can’t be happening.
When I hear the water go off, I press my thighs together. My shirt is bunched up over the top of my boobs, and I try and wiggle to get it to go down, but it won’t budge. It’s the only thing I still have on. He’s stripped me off all my clothes, and I wonder what else he did while I was asleep. I'd feel it if he’d taken my virginity. The same way I know he’s put himself inside of my bottom. Mostly because what he left behind is still leaking from there.
Why did he have sex with me in my bottom? Wait, does that mean someone else is getting my virginity? Panic starts to rise inside of me because I remember something like that happening in one of my books. This can’t be happening. I stayed locked away and hated it, but maybe my mother was right. The one time I leave the house alone, I get myself into this.
I want to cry out for help, and there’s only one person I want bouncing through my mind. The only person I ever went to when I was scared. Connor.
I was dreaming of him before I was jerked awake by the person using my body. My stomach flutters with a weird excitement at someone having their way with me. That they wanted me so badly they took me. I try to shake those thoughts away, knowing they’ve always creeped into my mind whenever I have that need to touch myself.
