Forbidden Desire (Forbidden Omegaverse #5) Read Online Evangeline Anderson

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Tags Authors: Series: Forbidden Omegaverse Series by Evangeline Anderson
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Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 68913 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
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She hung her head, her long curly hair partially hiding her face, but I could still see the blush of shame on her cheeks.

“I don’t care about anyone else,” she whispered. “Just you, Cole. Please…I just want to make you happy. And your cock looks so hard and achy—I can tell it needs to be in a tight pussy. I can tell you need to breed me. So please…do it. Fill my pussy with your cock and your cream—take me.”

Her soft plea broke my heart and made my cock ache at the same time. I knew I couldn’t spend one more minute in that room with her or I would do it—I would mount my own little sister and fill her pussy with my cock. I would knot her and breed her and lick her to seal her closed afterwards. I would get her pregnant because the male drive to breed is stronger than anything else and once you start, you can’t fucking stop, even if you know you’re committing incest.

I couldn’t take that risk and so I left her there, on the bed. I left my house and went to sleep in a motel that night. The next day, I bought her a townhouse and moved her out of my home and out of my life forever.

Or that had been my intention, anyway. But it was after that incident that my little sister started being such a pain in my ass. Every month it was some new mess I had to clean up for her—the speeding tickets and getting arrested protesting and trying to join a multi-level-marketing scheme—it all started after that night. It was like Delilah was trying to fucking punish me for ducking out of her life.

And now this. Stripping.

What would our parents say if they knew their little girl was taking off her clothes in front of strangers? I didn’t even want to think about it.

What I wanted to think about even less was a room full of horny males staring at my little sister’s full curves and naked tits as she danced for their pleasure. Just the idea of any other man looking at her had me boiling with rage!

So you’d better believe that when the black Escalade finally pulled up outside the neon-lit front of The Doll House, I was ready to teach her a lesson she wouldn’t soon forget!

3

COLE

The bouncer at the door of The Doll House was a Were—an Alpha from a rival Pack, but still we recognized each other.

“Packmaster,” he growled, nodding his head respectfully.

“Alpha.” I nodded back. “I need to get in—someone I’m responsible for is in danger. I won’t stay long,” I told him.

“I understand.” He nodded again. “She’s on stage right now.”

I gritted my teeth. The fact that a rival Pack member knew my little sister was stripping wasn’t good—it meant my own Pack would know before too long. I had to stop this, now.

“I might have to teach her a lesson,” I told him. “And I don’t want any interference when I do. Are we clear on that?”

“The female is yours to do with as you choose—she’s part of your Pack,” the bouncer said. “Go on in,” he added. “I wouldn’t want my little sister working at this fucking place either.”

I nodded curtly and brushed past him.

I went down a long hallway carpeted in red and into the back where the stage was. I had only been here once before, during a bachelor party for a human friend. It was a sleazy place that tried to hide behind lots of mirrors and neon lighting. There were plenty of round tables scattered around the darkened room. In the center was a round, central stage with a slick silver pole in the middle of it.

And there, twirling around the pole like a fucking pro, was my little sister.

For a moment—a long fucking moment—I froze. I literally couldn’t do anything but watch her moves.

Delilah was as sinuous as a cat, twirling around and around, somehow making riding the pole look easy, even though she was wearing thigh-high black leather boots with seven-inch heels. Her long, curly hair swirled around her face like a cloud and she was completely topless. Her big, round breasts bounced and jiggled as she swayed to the music while the men sitting at the tables near the front of the stage hooted and whistled.

When she was still for a moment, I saw she didn’t have much on below either. Just a tiny g-string made of black lace that barely hid her pussy. But even that was too much for the low-lifes watching her.

“Hey, sweetheart—take it off!” One of them called.

“Yeah—take off your panties and let us see that sweet little cunt!” another one joined in.

And then one of them reached up and caught her—snagged the side of her panties—and yanked.


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