Best Kept Secrets (11 page)

“Well, Cass?” Josh was breathing hard as he held still inside me and looked at me expectantly.

Slowly, I nodded. “I think…think that was it.”

“All right.” He nodded and though I half expected him to pull out, he stayed put, filling me completely. “You said I didn’t fuck you,” he said, frowning. “But this is damn close to fucking if you ask me.”

“I don’t know, Josh.” I looked at him appealingly. “I guess…guess you might’ve. You know I’ve never fucked before, so I don’t really know how it’s supposed to feel.”

“Did I move back and forth inside you?” he asked, looking at me sternly.

I bit my lip. “It’s hard to say. It…it’s all such a blur. Maybe…maybe if you showed me what you mean…”

Josh raised an eyebrow at me. “It’s one thing for me to put my bare cock all the way inside you—I can still pull out right now, and there probably won’t be any consequences. But this is different, Cass. Do you really want me to fuck your naked, unprotected pussy just to show you what I mean? Do you really think that’s a good idea?”

“You’re the one who wanted to know how far you went.” I lifted my chin and looked him in the eye. “I’m just giving you permission to do what you have to do in order to find out.”

“And you’re really okay with this?” he asked.

I nodded. “I’m
more
than okay with it, Josh, because I’m okay with
you
.” Reaching up, I cupped his cheek and smiled at him tentatively. “Besides, if you want to know how far you went, we need to do this. So do it.”

“All right.” He frowned. “But just a few strokes and you tell me if it feels familiar.” As he spoke he pulled almost all the way out of me and then sank in again to the hilt, his thick cock stretching me deliciously wide.

“God!” I moaned softly and grabbed his broad shoulders. I couldn’t help it. I was still conflicted about doing this with Josh, but it felt so damn
good
to have his naked cock spreading my pussy so wide, filling me up. Felt like something I’d been waiting for, for
years
.

Josh stopped for a moment, looking at me anxiously. “Did I hurt you?”

I shook my head. “More,” I whispered. “I’m not quite sure, Josh. I need you to do it again to be sure.”

He did do it again…and again, and I rose to meet his thrusts until we had set up a steady rhythm between us. I gripped his shoulders and moaned with pleasure as his thick cock slid into my tight cunt. Josh seemed to be enjoying himself as much as I was, which was why I was surprised when he suddenly stopped in midstroke.

“Cassandra,” he said, breathing hard, his eyes fixed on mine. “Tell me something. Did I come inside you before I pulled out? Were you lying to me earlier to make me feel better—did I actually pump your little pussy full of my cum?”

I bit my lip again. Here was the final point—the thing I was most conflicted about. And yet, Isla, the Svortzian, had said I must carry through to the end. If I wanted to reunite Josh’s mind and hopefully bring us together, I couldn’t stop now.

“Cass?” he said, shaking me out of my anxious thoughts. “Do you want me to stop? I can pull out now, if you want me to.”

“No.” I gripped his shoulders tighter and wrapped my legs around his lower back, drawing him deeply into me. “I want you to go on. To answer your question, I really don’t know if you came in me or not. And…I don’t think I can be sure until… until I feel it.” I looked up at him uncertainly. “Is that okay?”

“Hell no, it’s not okay,” he protested, but I noticed that instead of pulling out, he sank deeper into my pussy. “Think what you’re asking me to do,” he said sternly. “If I come in you, there’s no going back. Is that what you want?”

I stroked his cheek. “I think…I think it’s a chance we’ll have to take, Josh.” He seemed to be wavering, so I reminded him again. “I can’t…can’t tell if you did it before until I feel it. Feel you coming inside me.”

“I didn’t see any cum leaking out of you earlier,” he pointed out, beginning to pump steadily inside me again.

I moaned softly as the pleasure resumed. “Maybe…maybe you came in me really deep,” I murmured. “I don’t know.”

He frowned. “I suppose it’s possible. But are you
sure
, Cassandra? Sure you don’t mind letting me fill your pussy with my cum?”

“You…you’re already fucking me,” I pointed out softly. “You might as well finish, Josh. So yes, go ahead and come in me. I…I want you to.” As I spoke the words, I knew they were true. I wanted to feel him fill me up, to finish inside me, no matter what the consequences might be.

“I want to do it too, Cass,” he admitted in a low voice. “But I’ll pull out after the first spurt to minimize the risk.”

“No.” I shook my head adamantly. “No, Josh, if we’re going to do this, we ought to do it right. I want you inside me as deep as you can go. And…” I blushed as I spoke, but I had to get my point across. “And I want every drop of your cum inside me,” I continued. “Inside my pussy.”

He raised an eyebrow at me. “I tend to come a lot, Cassandra. And you know the more cum in your pussy, the greater the risk.”

“I don’t care,” I said, holding his gaze with mine. “Fill me up, Josh—fill me with your cum.”

He looked at me wonderingly. “You’re really willing to go that far with me?”

I nodded firmly. “I don’t care about risks or consequences right now, Josh. I only care about you—about
us
.”

“Okay then,” he murmured, looking into my eyes. “Hold on tight, Cass. I’m going to fuck you as deep as I can, and I’m not pulling out, no matter what.”

“Yes, Josh.” Obediently, I did as he said, tightening my grip and tilting my pelvis to give him better access to my pussy. I had never felt so full before, so opened. But somehow I knew it was good, was
right
to let Josh do this. After all, I loved him as I loved no one else. He meant the universe to me, and this was the only way to make him whole again. If he needed to fuck me and fill my pussy with his cum, then I would let him do it—over and over again if necessary.

Josh gripped my hips and began to really pound into me, bottoming out with each stroke, pressing hard against the mouth of my womb with each thrust of his thick cock. I don’t know how long he lasted, only that it seemed to go on forever. Time stood still as I held his shoulders, gasping with pleasure and trying to be open enough for his rough, thorough fucking.

Suddenly the delicious thrill of having Josh fill my pussy with his cock was too much. I realized afresh how much I loved him, how much I had
always
loved him, and I didn’t care that he was my stepbrother. The only thing that mattered was the love we had for each other. Even though what we were doing felt scary and forbidden, I knew our love would conquer and win through, enabling us to be together no matter what.

“Josh!” I gasped, calling his name as he pounded into me. “Josh, I love you! I love you, so much!”

Josh looked down at me, and I saw something shift in his eyes. Suddenly, it was as though the Beast was there with us. I saw his primal lust grow in Josh’s blue gaze…and then I saw it swallowed up by the love Josh felt for me and knew the two had merged.

“I love you, Josh,” I said again.

“I love you too, Cassie.” Bending, he took my mouth in a long, hot, possessive kiss. At the same time, he gripped my hips even tighter and thrust as deep as he could, burying his cock to the hilt inside me. There he held me, rock-solid and steady, as he began to come.

I gasped as his hot cum bathed the mouth of my womb. There was no going back now—I was taking it all, opening myself for Josh’s cock and cum, and he was giving it to me, filling me in short, hard spurts, pumping it deep in my pussy to be sure I didn’t lose a single drop, just as I had asked.

I knew that our actions tonight would change our relationship forever, but it felt so good to let him do this, to let him fill me, that I couldn’t seem to care about that. I only knew that I never wanted him to stop. And I knew that I would do this again—would open my legs for him and let him fuck me and come in me—no matter what the outcome.

Finally, our mutual pleasure ebbed. For a long time we lay panting together in a nest of sweetly entangled limbs. Then Josh raised himself on one elbow and looked down at me.

“All right,” he said in a low voice. “Tell me now, Cassie, do you remember anything like that?”

“No,” I answered truthfully. “No, Josh, I don’t. I guess you didn’t come in me before. Not like that, anyway.”

He sighed and pulled out of me slowly, his cum-streaked cock sliding wetly from my freshly fucked pussy. “I’m sorry, sweetheart,” he murmured. “So sorry.”

“For what?” I asked gently. “We
had
to do it.”

“Why? In order for you to let me know how far I went before?” He gave me a bitter smile. “Let’s be honest with ourselves, Cass—that was mostly an excuse.”

“Yes, it was,” I admitted. “But it doesn’t matter because we
still
had to do this.”

“Explain.” Josh rolled on his side to face me and propped up his head on one hand.

I took a deep breath. “The real reason we had to make love was to bring the two halves of your personality back together.”

“What?” He frowned. “What are you talking about?”

I explained to him what the Svortzian had told me and how determined I had been to get him to make love to me because of it.

“So you should be cured now,” I finished, when I had given him all the details. “The Beast won’t be coming out to play anymore.”

“So
that’s
why you were willing to go so far with me. To actually let me fuck you and come in you.” Josh sat up abruptly and rubbed a hand over his face. “I see. It all makes sense now.”

“Josh, no…” I sat up too. “I don’t think you understand.”

“I understand everything,” he said bitterly. “I understand that we crossed a line. A line we should never have crossed.”

“That’s not true. Look at me, Josh. No,
look
at me.” I spread my thighs and gestured to where his cum was leaking slowly from my pussy.

“What am I supposed to see?” he demanded. “The fact that I took you? That I did what I swore I’d never do—hurt you in a way that—”

“Stop it,” I said sharply. I put a hand on his arm and spoke more softly. “I wanted it, Josh. And I still want it—I want
you
.”

He raised an eyebrow at me. “You’re suggesting we should do this again? Are you telling me you’ll spread your legs and let me fuck you anytime I want?”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying,” I said, looking him in the eyes. “Because I love you, Josh, and not as a stepbrother. As a man. As a mate. Please…” I swallowed, wishing my mouth wasn’t so dry. “Please tell me you feel the same.”

“Oh, Cassie,” he whispered. “I do, but I shouldn’t. This just isn’t right. We can say we’re not related by blood all we want to, but I’ve tried so hard never to look at you like this. Never to see you as anything but my stepsister.”

“And I still see you as my stepbrother. But the operative word is
step
. Tell me, Josh, who are we hurting? Our parents are gone, and we don’t have any other relatives to shock.”

He raised an eyebrow at me.

“What about your Great-Aunt Gertrude?”

I laughed. “She’ll get over it. Or not, who cares?”

“You’ll give her a heart attack,” he said drily. “She’ll think she should have tried harder to take you in and save you from a life of debauchery.”

I snorted. “Right.”

“I’m serious though, Cassie,” he said softly. “A lot of people are going to see it that way.”

“I know. But it’s not like we have to go work in an office every day where people will be staring at us and whispering. We’re out here—in the field,
together
. You’re the one I care about—not some coworker or colleague who might point the finger just because our relationship is a little unconventional.”

“A
little
unconventional? Cass—”

“What does it matter how other people see us as long as we love each other and want to be together? I
want
you, Josh. And if you want me too…well, why shouldn’t we have each other. In
every
way?”

He stroked my cheek. “I
do
want you, Cass. I do want to be with you in every way possible. I have for years—even before your, uh, transformation.”

“You wanted me even before I grew
these
?” I nodded down at my full, bare breasts.

Josh smiled and nodded. “Well, I have to admit those made it harder to push my feelings aside. But, yes, I think…I think I’ve always wanted you. I just felt so ashamed about it. I never even let myself think about it—let alone act on it.”

“Well, we’ve acted on it now.”

“We certainly have,” he agreed drily.

“All I’m saying is, let’s
keep
acting on it, whenever we want to. After all, why shouldn’t we?”

“Why shouldn’t we?” Josh echoed. Pulling me close, he hugged me tight, his cock rubbing against my open pussy in an intimate embrace that sent shivers of desire down my spine. “Things are never going to be the same between us now.”

“They’ll be better,” I promised him. Biting my lip, I pressed my tingling clit against his rapidly hardening shaft. “In the meantime, if you’d like to do it again…”

“Yes.” He looked into my eyes as he rubbed his cock slowly against me. “Yes, Cassie, I think I do.”

“Good,” I whispered and spread my legs for him again. “Then do it, Josh—make love to me again.”

And he did.