Chapter 104: Both Sisters
Selene’s heels clicked softly on the stairs as she came back up with the stronger bottle.
She had expected to find her sister still teasing liam, maybe pouring him another shot, still laughing about how out of place he seemed among all the older gangsters.
Instead, the upper bar was quiet except for a wet, rhythmic sound and a woman’s broken moans.Selene slowed.
She stepped into the doorway and stopped cold.
Sabrina was bent over the bar, gown shoved up around her waist, bare breasts pressed flat against the dark wood.
Her nipples were hard and flushed. Liam stood behind her, shirt off, body hard. One hand was locked on her hip hard enough to leave marks, the other gripping her shoulder to keep her in place.
His cock thicker and longer than anything Selene had ever seen on a man was driving in and out of her sister with steady, powerful thrusts.
Every time he bottomed out, Sabrina’s ass rippled and a raw, helpless sound spilled from her open mouth. Her thighs were shiny with her own wetness. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room.
The bottle almost slipped from Selene’s fingers.
She stood frozen, staring. The shock hit first sharp, disbelieving. Then something hotter crawled up her spine and settled low in her stomach as she watched the way her twin’s body stretched around that thick cock, the way her back arched, the way her fingers clawed at the bar like she needed something to hold onto.
Sabrina tried to lift her head when she sensed someone in the doorway, but Liam’s next stroke drove the breath out of her lungs and turned the attempt into another loud, broken cry.
Selene could not look away.
Her own breathing had already changed. She could feel her nipples tightening against the fabric of her dress.
Heat pooled between her thighs, sudden and unwanted. She told herself to turn around and leave. Her feet stayed rooted to the floor.
Liam noticed her eventually. He did not stop moving. His voice came out calm, almost casual, between deep thrusts.
"You planning to stand there the whole time?"
Selene’s throat worked. She stepped fully inside without fully deciding to and pushed the door shut behind her.
The lock clicked loudly in the quiet room. She set the bottle down on a side table because her hands had started to shake.
Sabrina managed to choke out her name between thrusts. "Selene-don’t-watch..."
Liam pulled almost all the way out, leaving only the thick head inside, then slammed back in.
Whatever else Sabrina meant to say dissolved into a high, desperate moan. Her eyes had gone glassy. Drool threatened to spill from the corner of her mouth.
Selene took another step closer, eyes fixed on the place where her sister was stretched obscenely wide around that cock. The longer she stared, the harder it became to remember why this should stop.
Her panties were already damp. She could feel it with every small shift of her thighs. The rational part of her mind kept telling her this was wrong, that she should drag her sister out of here and put the young bastard in his place. The rest of her stayed silent and watched.
Liam slowed, then stopped with his cock buried deep inside Sabrina. He looked over his shoulder at Selene. His expression was steady, almost curious. A thin sheen of sweat covered his chest and shoulders.
Sabrina was trembling under him, trying to catch her breath, still too full to move properly. Her pussy clenched visibly around the thick dick base every few seconds, like her body did not want to let him go.
Selene finally found her voice. It came out quieter and rougher than she wanted.
"What the hell are you doing to my sister?"
Liam’s mouth curved slightly. He rolled his hips once, grinding deep, making Sabrina whimper and push back against him despite herself. He answered without pulling out.
"Exactly what it looks like."
Selene’s eyes dropped again to the thick, glistening dick splitting her twin open. Veins stood out along the length. The base looked almost too wide.
She swallowed hard. The air in the room felt thick and hot. Behind him, Sabrina was still trying to push herself upright on shaking arms, watching her sister with dazed, wet eyes.
Liam finally pulled out of Sabrina with a slow, wet sound. A thick strand of her arousal connected the head of his cock to her open pussy for a second before it broke and dripped down her thigh.
Sabrina slumped forward against the bar, legs barely holding her up, gown still bunched around her waist. She looked ruined already, and he had not even finished inside her yet.
He turned toward Selene fully. His cock hung heavy and slick in the low light, the 3x size looking almost brutal. It pulsed once under her stare. He made no move to cover himself.
Selene’s gaze flicked down before she could stop it. Her lips parted. She could smell sex in the air now her sister’s wetness, clean sweat, the faint scent of the strong liquor they had been drinking earlier.
Liam took one step closer. "You’re staring," he said quietly. Color rose hard in her cheeks, but she did not look away. The space between them felt charged.
Behind him, Sabrina had managed to turn around halfway, still panting, still completely exposed, watching the two of them with glassy eyes and her legs pressed together like she was trying to ease the empty ache he had left behind.
Selene forced herself to meet Liam’s gaze. Her voice came out uneven.
What on earth is that.
He reached out and brushed his fingers along the side of her neck, testing. The touch was light, almost casual.
Nerve Mapping fed him the information instantly the sudden jump in her pulse, the way her breath hitched, the heat already spreading between her thighs, the way her nipples had gone tight and sensitive. Selene shivered under the contact but did not step back.
Liam’s hand slid lower, over her collarbone, then down to the curve of her breast. He brushed his thumb across her nipple through the thin fabric of her dress, slow and deliberate. Selene’s eyes fluttered half-shut.
A small, helpless sound escaped her before she could stop it. Her body leaned into the touch for half a second before she caught herself.
Sabrina watched from the bar, still breathing hard, one hand resting on her own thigh like she wanted to touch herself and was fighting it.
Liam leaned in until his mouth was close to Selene’s ear. His cock brushed lightly against her dress.
"Your sister took it," he said softly. "Question is... can you?"
Selene’s breath caught hard. She turned her head just enough to look at him. Their faces were inches apart.
For a long second neither of them moved. The only sounds in the room were Sabrina’s uneven breathing and the distant music floating up from the courtyard below.
Then, slowly, Selene reached down and wrapped her fingers around the thick shaft of his cock.
Her eyes widened again at the heat and the sheer size of it. Her fingers could not close all the way around the girth. She felt it pulse heavily in her hand. A soft, shocked sound left her throat, but she did not let go.
Liam’s mouth curved.
Outside the bar, Black Orchid Night continued like nothing unusual was happening. Music drifted up from the courtyard. Voices and laughter floated on the warm night air. Glasses clinked.
Inside, Selene’s fingers tightened around him, and the night stopped being about teasing him.
It became something else entirely.
Liam let her hold him for another moment, watching the conflict play out on her face shock, arousal, the slow collapse of whatever resistance she had left.
Then he reached up, gripped the zipper at the back of her dress, and began to pull it down.