Rival Morality BxB

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The first thing that was on my mind when I awoke was pain.

I groaned as the nerves in my lower back and legs were set on fire. I hadn't been railed in a while and certainty never like that before. But, it was so good.

I was crazy for wanting it to happen again, I don't even think I can walk. I sat up; it was a mistake. As soon as my weight was on my ass, I felt like I was going to have a stroke. My insides had definitely been rearranged.

I breathed through it and set my feet on the hard wood floor, the cold seeping through my body.

My legs were definitely sore as I put weight on them. I was walking around like an eighty year old woman with scoliosis.

I was going to get absolute hell about this from my friends.

"Have you seen my-" Ava stopped and stared at me. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," I groaned.

"Isabel! Get up here!"

Loud thumps could be heard and soon the other twin appeared in the doorway. "What the hell is wrong with you, Oliver?"

"Language," I said. "Go get ready or you'll be late for school."

Ava seemed to listen and disappeared.

"Oh no you don't," Isabel sassed. "You are not going today."

"I have to go, just like you have to go."

"I called you out sick," Ava popped back in.

"Ha, now you have to stay home."

"Damn you and your twin telepathy." Whether or not they actually had telepathy, I didn't know. But, some things just weren't normal with those two.

"Language," Isabel mocked.

Both of them froze simultaneously. Their necks snapped to face each other, their eyes in deep thought, before they burst out laughing.

"What?" I was beyond irritated.

A wicked grin overtook Isabel's face. She was scary when she got like this. "Who'd you fuck? Or rather, who fucked you?"

I know it seems weird to talk about this with my little sisters, but truthfully they weren't that much younger than me and they had matured fast.

I groaned and dived back to my bed, smothering my head with pillows.

They got silent, which was not a good sign. "I called us out too," said Ava. "Stomach bug."

"No, you have to go to school. Moms gonna kill me."

"Mom hasn't been home in a week," Isabel sighed. "Now spill."

I don't know what I would do without them. They were my saving grace with all things love life related. "I messed up," I said, hiding my blushing cheeks. "I had sex with someone I shouldn't have. I don't even know what happened. One moment we were arguing and the next we were making out which led to stripping off our clothes and fucking in the locker room."

"It was Warren! I knew he had a thing for you!"

"What?" I said horrified. "No it wasn't Warren."

"Then who," Ava asked.

I mumbled into the pillow, "ish wshahs rorken."

Isabel grabbed my head and pulled it out of the pillows. "Try that again."

"It- it was Rowan Kane."

They both gasped like I just murdered someone.

"Holy shit. He fucked you so hard you can't walk?"

I groaned, "Don't remind me."

Isabel cackled like it was the funniest thing she had ever heard. "I'll go get you some ibuprofen. Lord knows you'll need it. That and maybe a baptism."

Ava followed her out.

I took the meds and told them to email their teachers for their schoolwork.

Every bone in body creaked and yelled in protest when I attempted to stand. I decided to listen to them and go back to sleep. I was severely lacking the last couple days, after all.

I awoke to a hard poke in the back. "Ow," I groaned. "What the hell Iz."

A snort sounded behind me.

Oh no. I knew that snort. Oh no no no no. I jerked into a sitting position, grimacing at the pain in my ass and lower back. "How the hell did you get in here? How do you even know where I live?"

"Nevermind that," he paused. "I heard you didn't go to school today. I had to see for myself."

"You're such an ass."

"Speaking of asses, how's yours?"

"Fuck you," I spat.

"I don't think you could handle that again so soon," he wore a shit eating grin.

I groaned and laid back down. I heard the door click shut and I assumed he left. That was until the bed dipped with a new weight.

"The hell are you-" A moan escaped my mouth, ending my sentence. His hand groped my dick through two layers of clothing while he sucked on the spot on my neck he found yesterday. "Kane," I shuddered. "My sis- ah- my sisters are home."

"Then you better be quiet," he whispered continuing his assault on my neck and groin.

I caught my breath between moans, "You were right earlier, if you fuck me right now I don't think I'll ever be able to walk again."

He sniggered. "True, but I never said I was going to fuck you."

I was angry at myself for being a little upset at his words. "What are you doing then?"

"Reminding you," he bit at the spot on my neck.

"Reminding me about what?"

He laughed, "Reminding you, so that everytime you see me, you'll only be able to think about my cock in your ass or my hands on your dick."His voice turned dark and husky, "Reminding you that you're a little slut."

I groaned, precum soaking through my boxers and covering his hand.

He came close nibbling my ear, "And this is how you treat a slut."

I shivered, cumming into his hand like firehose. My boxers were completely soiled. I think I'll have to wash them three times to get the scent of sex out.

His cum covered hand grabbed my throat, squeezing lightly. "You let your dirty little secret slip. I knew you liked dick, but I didn't realize you were a whore." He released his grip on my throat, wiping his hand off on my shirt before walking to the door. His hand rested on the handle, "You better be at school tomorrow and if you cover up that hickey, you'll regret it. And trust me, I'll know."

He left just as my phone dinged with an email. It was from the school, two of my classes had been changed. My English and History were bumped up to advanced, AKA the joint class between Westfield and Oaks. The same two classes that Rowan took.

"Fuck!"

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