"Don't test my patience, Cynric. I told you I wasn't comfortable there." I say which shushes him up for a while. We reached his house, which wasn't far from his warehouse. I stare at his big bungalow. It was ivory and dark grey - not quite black but grey.

Cynric has his eyes on me the entire time. I caught him having the hard-on which didn't go away for the whole car ride! Even as he guides me inside his house, I witness his hard-on a couple of times.

"My bedroom is upstairs." He says.

"Are you sure no one is here except for us? Not even your-" I'm taken aback by the force of his push on my shoulder! My back lands straight against the wall with a thud.

"What are you-?!" Before I could respond angrily, his rough hands creep under my shirt and squeeze my chest harshly! He is showing no mercy, and something about the roughness... is making me crave more from him.

Our lips move against each other like they've been yearning for years. The sweet pleasure that comes with how well he is handling me is making my body curl, quiver and fold. The loud kissing sounds of ours could even be heard by the deaf!

"I want to lick you, Amy. I want you..." He says in a breathy tone. That was so hot. I think I'm as wet as a snail right now.

"Then take me..." I insist, having no control over myself either. We immediately run to his bedroom. I turn around to the sound of him locking the door, only to be pushed backwards as I fall on the bed! He watches me with hunger as my tits bounce with impact. I'm feeling so hot and bothered, that even the slight touch of the fabric around my nubs is arousing me.

"Eat me," I suggest, opening my legs for him. The man glides his face down to my core sensually. He knows what he's doing. In one swift yet gentle tug, he pulls my panties off.

"That was so fucking hot," I comment, feeling so hot myself. His response to that was a wicked smile, my eyes widen.

"Ah...ah!" My whole body shudders and shivers at the way he licked me from the bottom of my core to the clit. I feel my whole body being electrified! Cynric's blond hair entangles between my fingers. I tug his hair, giving him that sweet pleasure.

"That's...enough licking. Fuck me." Sounding desperate and needy, I beg Cynric to fill me. He doesn't miss a beat, taking his clothes off in swift, flowy movements that make it look like a dance. Eager to feel how he would perform, the nervousness of cheating on my harem partners - my stepbrothers - I didn't know it could elevate my experience tenfold~

"Ah~"

"Oh, fuck..."

We both moan at the same time when he sinks deep into my warm cavern.

"You feel so good, Amy~" Cynric sings into my ear, biting the earlobe. Suddenly, my eyes go wide for a brief second. What am I doing...? Do I not feel ashamed!? I'm letting down myself for this moment of pleasure with another man who blackmailed me!

But the moment Cynric slides deep into me and caresses me with his whole body is everything I need. My body has never felt this good in a long time. The way Cynric just melts into me spreads my legs apart and fits between me perfectly...it is indescribable.

His bed squeaks and hits the wall rhythmically. And within a minute, just one minute, Cynric announces, "Ah~ Amy...I'm coming. I'm coming!"

My gasp fills the air along with the smell of sex. He is biting down on my lips harshly as his thrusts turn sloppy. I watch with wide eyes - this never happened with anyone I slept with so far. Cynric explodes in me like he's never had sex before!

"Whoa..." I comment, feeling the sweet shuddering in my body as well. He rolls off, settles beside me and keeps staring at me as I get down from my high.

"What?" I ask him.

"Nothing," Cynric responds and quickly walks into the bathroom to clean himself up. I wait for him to do something, anything. My adopted brothers always clean me up lovingly after using me. But Cynric isn't obligated to do that. Disappointment fills me quickly.

"Where do you think you're going?" Cynric asks after I walk out of his bathroom. I shrug my shoulders. "I should go home. I have a test coming up to study for." I reply in a cold voice.

"Whatever." He rolls his eyes, putting on a shirt. Why did his reaction break my heart...?

"Well, are you deleting it?" I ask Cynric.

"Delete what?" Is he playing dumb?

"The photos. Delete them. What are you-?"

"Oh, that thing. Sure I will delete one at a time." His reply makes me angry and irritated.

"Do it right now. In front of me." I demand. Cynric then whips out his phone, pretending to be distasteful to do so.

"Done. I'll be looking forward to more of your scent lingering in my room, Amy." Cynric says in a dark, deep voice showing how much he desires me. As I turn around to walk away, he smacks my ass harshly. With all the overwhelming thoughts, I couldn't even bother to react and just kept walking out.

However, as soon as I reach my car...I break down. Holding the steering wheel tightly, I reflect upon myself. Why did I ever agree to this? What is making me feel this way towards another man? Am I an attention whore? Am I doing the right thing?

The pressure from all directions finally makes me burst as I wail, sob and bang my fists against the car! Why me!? Everything seems to be going downhill! And the worst part? I can't share ANYTHING with anyone!

Is this how it feels to be trapped in a birdcage...? It is so suffocating.