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‘Ewen and I can help. We’ve allocated you a suite in our home and can support you as you study. But no drugs. No going backwards.‘

Ruby nodded with a grin. ‘Deal.’

We sat back against the sofa, and she slid her hand into mine. ‘I really am sorry for being such a thunder-cunt to you for the past few years. Thank you for giving me another chance.’

‘You’re my sister. I just want you to be happy.’

‘I love you,’ Ruby said.

And just like that, my family was complete.

FORTY-FOUR

EWEN

After a few weeks of a full house, I very much looked forward to a whole weekend with Cora. Alone.

Ruby had left for a weekend retreat with a women’s wellness group having taken up yoga and wild swimming as hobbies, and Maeve had finally been well enough to be discharged from the medical centre’s nurses.

Cora had been busy editing the images for her final gallery showing after graduation, and I’d barely seen her for the past few days.

She’d flop into our bed at night and tell me about exposure triangles and apertures until her eyes drooped. Her passion for photography was infinite, and I loved looking through the images she took as she told me where she drew her inspiration from.

I’d excused the staff other than our chef and set the dining table with candles and silverware. I neatened my tux jacket while I waited for her to resurface from her editing room.

When she bundled into the dining room shortly after, her leg finally free of the cast, I sat back on my seat and grinned. Her eyes widened as she took in the warm, romantic lighting and my suit.

‘Oh, shoot. I didn’t realise we were going fancy. I can go change.’

‘Stop,’ I said as she turned.

Peeking back over her shoulder, her eyes glittered. Between our full house, and both of us healing, we hadn’t played in a while. We’d fucked in bed, careful of our injuries and exhausted after her studies, but I’d missed the heavier play.

‘You won’t need to change. In fact, you won’t be needing clothes at all. Take them off.’

‘Here?’ she asked, her voice slipping into a sweet register.

‘Take them off, or I’ll cut them off.’

I watched her greedily as she slipped her hoodie over her head, followed by her jeans and her mismatched underwear. Her skin glowed as the orange candlelight danced across her.

‘Come,’ I said, leaning back in my chair, my eyes catching on the golden collar. It made me hard every time I saw her in it.

Her hips wiggled with every step as a flush rose to her cheeks. Dropping to her knees beside my chair, I reached out and ran my fingers over her collarbone until I gripped her jaw.

‘I’m going to have your tears tonight, Cora.’

‘Yes, Sir,’ she breathed, her thighs clenching below us.

‘I’m going to hurt you.’

Her tongue dashed out over her lip as she nodded.

‘You are going to beg, and it’s going to make my dick hard.’ I wrapped a hand in her hair and yanked it tight. ‘I love you, and it’s going to make pushing you to the brink even hotter.’

‘Please make me your cum slut.’ Her words were like a rag to a bull. Heat flushed through me as I pulled her to my lips, demanding her kiss. Our tongues danced as she moaned, her stomach pressing into my knees while she craned for more. Dropping my hands to her nipples, I pinched them both hard, pulling her toward me and grinning when she squealed.

‘Such a pretty pet,’ I crooned, letting her nipples go. ‘I’m going to feed you on your knees where you belong.’

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