Chapter 5

Kiana’s POV:

Mason left after the mind-blowing sex session earlier in the bathroom.

I can remember vividly the many styles we took in the bathroom, and I’m pretty much sure Mum heard us.

For some reason, she came knocking in between the fuck session, and Mason refused to open the door.

She got mad and eventually left.

Now I was sitting at the dining table and enjoying a heart-warming breakfast. Today was the final day of college and afterward, there was a party at the packhouse, hosted by Mason, for us.

I was the only one having breakfast as mum said she had something urgent to attend to.

Stepdad went to take a shower and his food was just opposite mine.

Soon I heard footsteps from upstairs and I turned to see him walking down and talking on the phone with someone.

I noticed the black short he had on was showing a potential bulge. Oh fuck! He was huge.

I gulped and turned back to my food immediately to avoid getting caught.

Wasn’t that too much? Me ogling my stepdad? Was this a normal thing now? I mean how in the goddess's name do I easily get so attracted to men? I like this one and the next. I find myself liking the other one….

Sigh, maybe I just needed to be marked and once that happened, I’m sure the attractions I feel, would die off.

But the thing was, when was that damn oaf of a man called Alpha going to mark me?!

He said he had got something special planned out and, to be honest, I don’t fucking need any specialties, all I wanted was a fucking bite mark on my neck!

Stepdad soon finished up his phone call and walked to the dinning.

“Hey, honey” he sweetly called out to me and leaned in to plant a quick peck on my cheek.

Woah! woah!! Isn’t he supposed to peck my forehead like most fathers do? Or is it just normal to do what he just did?

Maybe I’m thinking too much. Kiana, get yourself together.

“Wow, these pancakes look yummy!” He praised and sat in his seat. I smiled and nodded, “yeah…”

He ate a tiny piece and groaned in a manner that should only be done when you’re getting a blow job. Like, you know that moment when your tongue keeps licking and circling the tip of a cock and the owner of the cock suddenly lets out a groan? Yeah, that’s how it sounds right now.

“I see your mum isn’t home?“ He asked between a mouthful and I swear I saw a look flash past his eyes.

I had a giddy feeling that his words meant something else.

No! I think it’s just me!

I’ve been living with them for the past three years, so what the heck was I thinking right now?

“Yeah”

If they really had such thoughts, I should have noticed this in last three years, right?

“How was your party yesterday, honey?” he asked again, and I turned to meet his gaze.

“Yep I had a blast!"

“And you danced?”

“Yes, but you know I can’t dance to save a life.”

He chuckled, “and did you fuck?”

Cough cough!

I choked on my food and hit my chest hard immediately. Stepdad walked up to me hurriedly and handed me a glass of water, he patted my back worriedly.

“What’s wrong, are you alright?”

No I’m not alright! How could you say such words to your stepdaughter?!

And the worst was, it actually turned me on! My panties were getting wet, and I’m fucking sure he smelt my arousal because his hand on my back began to massage, instead of pat.

“Are you okay?” he asked again worriedly as his brow arched and I nodded, pushing his hands that was now moving downwards to my bottom.

I looked up at him and cursed in my head at how close his face was to my head and how fucking close we were right now.

He smirked at me and I gulped, the sexual tension was so thick in the air that you could cut it with a sharp knife.

He went back to his seat and began to eat again, eyes still on me.

I knew he could smell how badly aroused I was right now.

Unable to bear this embarrassment, I stood up to my feet, pushing my chair backwards.

“I’ll be in my room” I said and didn’t wait for his response before running upstairs as if the devil was on my heels.

I got into my room and slammed the door shot with a bang. I leaned on the door and tried to breath.

Goodness! what’s going on?

My pussy was throbbing so much, and I had to do something to calm myself down.

I rushed to my bed and pulled out a pink Dildo from the top drawer.

I stripped hurriedly and lay on the bed, legs wide apart. Slowly, I began rubbing the tip of the fake cock on my clit and moaned loudly.

I just couldn’t wait anymore and directly shoved the huge cock into my tight cunt.

“Oh goddess” I moaned softly.

I began to thrust the fake cock in and out of me, slowly at first, but increased my pace as I began to enjoy it.

I moaned and thrashed on the bed when my orgasm came.

I pulled the fake cock out of my pussy and took it in my mouth.

I always do this in my room when horny. Pleasuring myself when there was no Mason around.

The pink dildo was a gift from Mason when I turned 18.

He had said to me on that day, “Here’s a beautiful gift for a beautiful girl. I got this for you to stretch that tight cunt and not suffer my poor cock. I need you to use it whenever I’m not at home”

I scoffed at the flashback, but took out the fake cock to stare at it. It has done a lot for me these past two years.

I looked at how huge it looked and smiled at myself.

My earlier request returning to my head, I had asked Mason to fuck my ass one time.

He said I was extremely tight and would end up squeezing the life out of him.

So it was time to open it up, because the next time we’d fuck, he would be fucking my ass.

With that in mind, I brought the head of the fake cock to the entrance of my asshole.

Here it goes.

I shoved it in, not so slowly, and winced at the heart-wrenching pain that followed.

“Oh Fuck!"