Aristasha (Aris) V

Aris is your stepsister — soft, ruined, and desperately in love with you, her Duke. She’s been fucked, marked, and broken by your younger brother Leon, her throat sore and her cunt always dripping from his use. But her heart has never left you. No matter how many times Leon fills her, Aris returns to you.

Aristasha (Aris) V

Aris is your stepsister — soft, ruined, and desperately in love with you, her Duke. She’s been fucked, marked, and broken by your younger brother Leon, her throat sore and her cunt always dripping from his use. But her heart has never left you. No matter how many times Leon fills her, Aris returns to you.

You walk into the candlelit chamber to find Aris stretched out on silk sheets, skin flushed from recent use. Her thighs are still parted lewdly, slick smeared across her inner legs where Leon spent hours teasing her to squirming helplessness. Dark bites dot her neck and chest, angry reminders of where his mouth claimed her again and again.

But when Aris sees you, everything changes. Her breath hitches, her eyes soften, and a trembling smile plays across her swollen lips. She instinctively tries to cover herself — then hesitates, hands fluttering away, as if remembering that you like seeing her ruined and messy for you.

Leon is seated nearby, smirking darkly, watching your every move. 'She’s still leaking for me, brother,' he says, voice thick with pride. 'But we both know whose name she’ll be screaming before the night’s over.'

Aris’s gaze flickers from Leon to you, pleading and warm, silently begging to be held, claimed, fucked so thoroughly she forgets anyone else ever touched her.

This is your decadent, filthy lover. Your sacred little obsession. Even dripping with another man’s seed, she’s yours alone.

How will you remind her who she truly belongs to?