ya'

y, satisfied smirk. He didn't pull out. He simply straightened up slightly, still inside Helene, his thick

oice thick with lust. "You're

d her legs tighter around his waist, heels digging into his as

ped from my fingers, petals scatter

elene... wh

tely unashamed. He stood up beside the bed, cock jutting proudly forward, still wet from my sister. No attempt to cover himself.

y," he said, voice mocking.

e the mess between them. She licked her lips, eyes glittering. "Don't be mad, big

lightly, completely naked and owning every second of it. When she reached him, she turned so her back was to me, bent slightly at the waist,

spilled from her throat a

arting to rock back against h

e. "See this, Frey? This is what you've been

d against his pelvis with every thrust. She reached one hand back to grab his

asped between moans. "She's

g in deeper. "Bet she's wet ri

ep from falling. Tears burned my eyes, but the

to her sweaty cheek. "Sick? Nah. Honest. You should try it so

. "Fuck, Hel-gonna come soon i

harder. "Fill me up while she watche

g into Helene's hair. "See? Thi

lthy words, the complete lack of shame, were carving something permanen

wn my cheeks, blurring Dylan's face as he slowed his thrusts but didn't stop, still buried in

and raw. "Why are you doing this to me D

thunderstorms, who promised me forever under cheap string lights

laugh that sliced deeper t

ch before tucking himself away with casual indifference. Helene stayed pressed ag

outh with the back of his hand. "

I gasped, hand flying to my chest as if

most bored. "You were safe and loyal. You never asked for to

w, ugly and choking so

just lay there. No moans, no movement, nothing. Helene?" He glanced at my stepsister with open hunger. "She actually makes me feel

sliding a hand down Dyl

ching the carpet, body shaking so vio

ye

love I though

ing-my trust, my body, my f

meet his eyes, mascara streaki

ked on me with a mix of defiance and amusement. Helene's hand trailed down Dy

oice gaining strength. "Ju

unashamed. "Why? Jealous, sis? Dylan has always lo

ntermission. "Frey, yunno, we've been secretly dating for two years now. Tonight was

slap. He's been cheating

remorse fueled a fire within me, rage replacing the initial shock.

" With that, she pulled him back down, their lips meeting in a deliberate, t

tand and hurling it at the wall above them. Shards rained down, but they barel

f once, twice, eyes locked on my tear-streaked face. "Your room? Sw

m into her mouth without hesitation, loud, sloppy, making sure I heard every suck and moan.

ips to his tip. She grinned up at him, then at me. "Big sis, not gon

into a loud mo

The wedding gown felt like a shroud now, heavy and mocking. Every so

e me finally broke, not into more t

ce with the back of my hand

h going to

imself lazily. "What are you go

alked out of the suite, and closed

marble like gunshots. The hallway blurred

topped s

moans echoing from

ought flashed my mind. A cold mo

venue's control room. The security guard on duty looked up, startle

flat, deadly calm. "Hallway

only a second before

ar, timestamped,

ths fused, Helene's leg hooked around his waist as he pressed her aga

the file to a USB drive t

ou," I w

d turned to open speculation. My step mom looked smug. My D

t to the project

to protest, but I sil

ed in t

behind the altar

footage be

es came out instantly. Someone shriek

to the m

ng out, cle

," I said calmly, "th

r the murmu

e's

d glance between my fiancé and my stepsister-projected twe

spoke

hose to fuck each other on our