Giving My V-Card to My Brother Leads to a Hard Breeding

Taboo brother/sister incest erotica. When my boyfriend cheats on me at a college party, I call my brother to come pick me up. When he jokes about what I’m going to give him in exchange, I offer myself to him, half joking. I didn’t expect him to take me up on the offer. 

My jerk of a boyfriend—now my ex—is sucking face with some blonde bimbo and I’m desperate to get a ride home. My sexy, older brother picks me up and I’m feeling reckless enough to offer my mouth for the ride. I didn’t expect him take me up on the offer… and I definitely didn’t expect it to turn into a hard breeding.

Giving My V-Card to My Brother Leads to a Hard Breeding is a standalone taboo age-gap romantic quickie between a sister and her dominant brother. Includes breeding themes and an irresistible attraction that leads to a filthy HEA.

Word count: 3900. All characters are 18+
The cover picture is 100% created with AI.

Excerpt

I hear tires on the street and a car pulls up, blinding me with its headlights. It’s my brother’s black car.

The window rolls down and my brother calls out, “Hop in, and tell me whose legs I need to break.”

I laugh as I slide into the leather seat. I chance a look at him and—holy sh*t, when did he get so hot? My brother is 14 years older than me, and usually I see him at family gatherings where he’s cleaned up and presentable, but tonight he’s wearing sweatpants, and a t-shirt. His arm muscles bulge and I can see tattoos peeking out from beneath the short sleeves. I didn’t know my brother had tattoos.

I suddenly see him in a whole new light. Has he always looked this good? Tousled brown hair, chiseled jaw, large hands on the wheel…

My body lights on fire as if it’s trying to remind me how turned on I’ve been all day. I can feel myself blush. No, I can’t be getting hot for my brother—no matter how gorgeous he is with those tattoos and piercing blue eyes… I fidget in the seat, trying to ignore the tingling sensation that runs through my body.

What the hell is wrong with me? I look away quickly, hoping he can’t see my face in the dark. I need to get a hold of myself. But damn, my brother is my type of guy.

David starts driving and I’m glad to be getting out of here. I turn to my brother and thank him for coming to get me. “I’m so glad you answered. I didn’t know what I was going to do. I really appreciate the pick up.”

He glances over at me, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. “No problem, sis. I’m always here for you.”

We fall into a comfortable silence, the hum of the engine filling the air. I can’t help but notice how different my brother is from my past boyfriends. He’s confident, sure of himself, and so damn sexy. I’ve clearly been dating boys, and he’s all man. I bet he’s got all the older women panting over him.

Out of nowhere, my brother jokes, “So, what’re you offering me for this ride?”