Jessica . . . I’m so sorry. But still, he sat there with his heart wincing every time she took a sip from her goblet, and he didn’t do anything to stop her.
Caleb seemed to be having a very good appetite. He joined in the conversation now and then, peppering it with remarks bordering on the edge of sarcasm:
“Oh really? So my brother met you on a website? Figures. He never did have much luck the normal way.”
“Did I tell you about my brother’s last girlfriend? She was a total dog. Not half the class act you are, and certainly half the woman you are.”
“My brother always did have a healthy appetite but I guess he’s having the stomach flu tonight. I’d brace myself for a night of the runs, if I were him.”
“My brother always found it difficult to man up when the occasion needs it. So I always told him to grin and bear it.”
When dessert – a peppermint custard – was finished, Kyle heaved a silent sigh of relief. But now he had to prepare for what would happen next.
It was going to be ugly.
THE TEST
Just Kyle knew she would, Jessica began to nod sometime after they exited the dining room, en route to the family living room for some coffee and cookies. In fifteen minutes, he was ready to catch her when she swooned from the effects of the drug in her goblet.
“Is she out?” his father said.
“Yes,” Kyle said shortly.
“Way to go, bro,” Caleb said. “She’s quite the catch. I wouldn’t mind fucking her myself if she weren’t meant for – ”
“Shut up!” Kyle said fiercely. If he wasn’t holding Jessica, he would have launched at his brother.
“Enough, both of you,” their father admonished. “Kyle, bring her to the sanctum.”
Kyle hefted the limp Jessica in his arms. She was quite a weight, but he had a strength that belied his lean frame. His chest quailed at how helpless she was. Her head lolled back upon her neck and her long dark hair dangled from her scalp. But she was still so beautiful to him.
Caleb was observing him shrewdly and Kyle quickly averted his gaze from Jessica’ face.
“Come,” Jericho said.
The brothers followed him to the sanctum, which was a handsome oak-paneled study surrounded by shelves and shelves of books, some of which were worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. All this . . . to be his and his brother’s one day. There was a central map table in the room. Jericho swept it aside.
“Put her down.”
Kyle obeyed and braced himself for what must happen next. He hated this part. He had been party to it since he was eighteen, and he had always thought the act extremely demeaning to the victim. But it was a tradition that had to be followed like everything else and it was up to the Alpha of the clan to perform it.
He laid Jessica as gently as he could on the table. She was completely out. He hoped she wouldn’t remember a thing.
“Take off her underwear,” his father instructed him.
Kyle flushed. This was too intimate and intrusive. Jessica was a modest girl who trusted him and liked him well enough to share her body with him, and now he was betraying her trust in this shameful manner. But he had no choice.
Or had he?
“What’re you waiting for, brother?” Caleb said.s
Jericho eyed Kyle.
“Is anything wrong, son?” he inquired in a mild tone, and Kyle could sense the underlying suspicion in it.
With his family playing watchful hawks and with his brother ready to pour fuel on the fire of his unease, Kyle couldn’t very well admit that something was wrong.
He composed himself and said nonchalantly, “Nothing’s wrong.”
Jessica lay there, so vulnerable and completely at their mercy. Feeling as though he was about to commit an act of desecration, Kyle lifted her skirt and hiked it above her waist. She wore sweet white cotton panties. Her dark pubic thatch could be seen through the hazy material. Beneath it lay the pussy he had worshiped in the shower yesterday with his deftly flickering fingers.
He took a deep breath, aware of his brother’s cunning eyes on him, and pulled down her panties. Her glorious pussy was revealed as he shimmied the cotton scrap down her legs. He slid them off her heels and reverently folded them and put them on an armchair.
“Have you taken your liberties with her yet, brother?” Caleb inquired.
“No,” Kyle replied shortly. What he and Jessica did was none of anyone else’s business.
Caleb smiled. “Then you wouldn’t be averse to me taking a few liberties.”
He moved towards Jessica. Before Kyle could stop him, Caleb stubbed his fingers into Jessica’s snugly folded pussy leaves.
“So soft,” he said hungrily.
“Damn you!” Kyle launched at Caleb, who registered surprise. He pulled his brother off Jessica’s helpless body and wrestled him to the floor.