Depraved Noble: Forced To Live The Debaucherous Life Of An Evil Noble!

Chapter 775: Supreme Mage? I’d Rather Be Ruined By My Brother!

Not a peck. Not a timid, sisterly kiss on the cheek.

This was deep. Passionate. Her lips pressed against his, her tongue slipping into his mouth, exploring, tasting, claiming.

"Mmm!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Slurp!♡~"

She whimpered against him, small needy sounds that made Aisha and Julie’s eyes go wide from the floor.

It was wrong. Everyone in the room knew it was wrong.

But Aqua didn’t care.

When she finally pulled back, her eyes were glowing. Literally glowing with love, with desire, with something that bordered on obsession.

Cassius could see hearts reflected in her irises, bright and shining.

"I love you, brother..."

She caressed his cheek, her touch feather-light.

"I love you so much..."

She leaned in closer.

"You can’t even imagine how deep my love for you goes. It reaches the deepest parts of the ocean. It climbs high enough to touch the stars. There’s no one else in this world who could possibly love you as much as I do."

She pulled back slightly, her expression determined.

"In fact, I’m going to prove it right now. I’m going to break through every barrier. Every taboo. Every rule."

"I’m going to show you that your sister is the one who truly loves you from the very bottom of her heart."

She sat up.

Then she scooted backward, settling herself over his hips. Her pussy—already wet, already aching hovered just above his cock.

She could feel the heat radiating off him, could smell the musk of sex and sweat and everything that had happened before.

She then looked down at his shaft.

It was massive. Thick and long and veiny, curving slightly upward, the head swollen and red. A drop of pre-cum glistened at the tip.

She remembered the first time she’d seen it. Years ago, when they were both children.

She’d walked in on him coming out of the bath, and he’d been so embarrassed that he’d started crying.

She’d had to hold in her laughter the whole time—his little peepee had been so small, so cute, so pathetically tiny.

She’d teased him about it for weeks.

But this?

This wasn’t something to tease about.

She wrapped her fingers around the base, marveling at how thick it was—she couldn’t even close her hand all the way around it.

She stroked upward, watching the skin slide over the rigid shaft, and felt a thrill run through her.

"My little brother..." She murmured. "...has grown up."

She positioned herself over the tip.

"Now, this fat, massive thing that used to be as small as a caterpillar is gonna go inside me. And it’s gonna make me cry." She smiled. "Cry with pure ecstasy and love."

Cassius opened his mouth to speak.

But Aqua pressed her finger against his lips again.

"I know what you’re going to say." Her voice was gentle, almost motherly. "You’re going to tell me how wrong this is. How we shouldn’t do this. How it’s taboo and sinful and everyone will judge us."

She waved her hand.

Golden light shimmered around Cassius’s wrists, pinning them to the bed. More light wrapped around his ankles, his thighs, his chest. He couldn’t move.

She pressed her finger harder against his lips, and his mouth sealed shut.

"But it’s alright." She smiled down at him. "No matter what taboo exists, no matter how wrong it might be, no matter how others might look at us—it’s alright. Your big sister is right by your side."

She leaned down and kissed his forehead.

"I’ll block everything for you. I’ll make sure no one dares to even look at us strangely."

Her eyes grew colder.

"And if they do..." She tilted her head. "I’ll just make sure they can never speak again."

Aisha and Julie shivered. This wasn’t the Aqua they knew. This was something else—someone willing to do whatever it took to keep what was hers.

Aqua let out a small chuckle—a little scary, a little unhinged.

"So, little brother, you don’t need to worry about anything." She leaned down and kissed his lips. "Your big sister will take care of it all."

She sat up, raising her hips. The tip of his cock pressed against her entrance.

"What you need to do right now..." She looked down at him, her eyes full of love. "...is just sit back and watch as your big sister devours your cock."

She held his gaze.

"I love you, Cassius. I love you so much. So please...forgive me for what I’m about to do."

She dropped her hips.

The head of his cock pushed inside her—just the head, just the tip—and Aqua’s whole body shuddered.

"Ahh—!"

Her mouth fell open. Her eyes rolled back. A sound escaped her throat—something between a gasp and a moan and a prayer.

"Oh—oh yes—"

She sank lower.

The shaft stretched her, filling her in ways she’d never imagined. She could feel every ridge, every vein, every pulse of his blood through his cock. It was too much and not enough all at once.

She felt her hymen tear.

The pain was sharp—but it faded almost instantly, replaced by something else. Something deeper.

Something that made her want to cry and laugh and scream all at once.

She kept sinking.

Lower and lower, inch by inch, until she felt the tip of his cock press against her cervix. Her belly bulged slightly from the size of him.

She stopped.

"I-I did it." Her voice was breathless, trembling, barely a whisper. "I...finally did it."

Tears spilled down her cheeks.

"I let my brother take my virginity. The same virginity I’ve been holding onto all these years."

She laughed—a wet, joyful sound. "I let my brother take it!"

More tears fell.

"I’m so happy! I’m just so happy now!"

She looked down at Cassius, at the cock buried inside her, at the place where their bodies joined.

Her blood mixed with her juices, staining his shaft pink.

She should move. She knew she should move. She should start riding him, fucking him, taking her pleasure the way she’d imagined a thousand times.

But she couldn’t stop crying.

All the years of loneliness, of longing, of wanting something she couldn’t have—it all came pouring out.

The nights she’d spent alone in the capital, wondering if he’d forgotten her.

The letters she’d written and never sent.

The way she’d flinched every time someone mentioned his name, afraid of what they might say.

She’d thought she would never have this. Never feel his touch. Never know what it was like to be held by him.

And now she did.

"It’s okay." She whispered to herself. "It’s okay."

She wiped her tears.

"I’ve got what I wanted. I’ve finally got what I wanted. So stop crying, you idiot! Stop crying and start moving."

She raised her hips.

His cock slid out of her slowly, dragging against her inner walls, making her gasp.

Then she slammed back down.

"OH—!"

The pleasure was blinding. White-hot. It shot through her like lightning, from her pussy to her spine to her brain, short-circuiting every rational thought she had.

She did it again.

Smack!

And again.

Slap!

And again.

Thwack!

Her hips moved faster, harder, wilder. She rode him like she was trying to break him, trying to break herself, trying to shatter everything that had ever held her back.

Her breasts bounced with each thrust, her hair flew around her face, her moans filled the room.

"I finally understand why everyone in this house loves you so much, little brother!"

She moaned breathlessly, her voice trembling with pleasure.

"I’ve heard all the maids talking about how amazing you are. They’ve told so many stories about your activities in the bedroom—the ones that make everyone go wild just hearing about them."

She slammed herself down harder, taking him deeper.

"I also already knew how big your cock was. I’d seen it, dreamed about it, touched it that one time in the bathroom."

"I knew how amazing your abs looked, how strong your arms were. But who would have thought..."

She gasped as he hit a particularly deep spot.

"Who would have thought it would feel this good?"

She gazed at him adoringly, her hips never stopping their rhythm.

"And y-you’re not even doing anything right now. You’re basically a tied-up tiger while I get to play on top of you without you moving a muscle."

"Despite that—! Despite you just lying there—I feel absolutely amazing—!"

Her hips kept moving, up and down, side to side, grinding against him in ways that made stars burst behind her eyes.

Her pussy continued to gush more fluids around his thick length, soaking them both.

"Since this already feels this good." She mused, almost to herself. "I can only imagine how it would feel if I were to let you go. If I let you fuck me the way you fuck everyone else in this house."

She considered it for a moment, her movements slowing slightly.

Then she shook her head firmly.

"No. Actually, this is much better."

She leaned forward, pressing her soft breasts against his chest, her nipples scraping against his skin. She looked into his eyes with a calm, almost predatory expression.

"Just looking at you right now—all weak and wound up, unable to do anything while I get to ravish you—it’s such an exhilarating sight."

"Hehe. The same brother that every woman in this household worships, the man they think of as a monster in bed, is being devoured by his own sister right now."

Her voice cracked with pleasure.

"Oh, how amazing it feels—! I just absolutely love this—! I want more—! I want so much more—!"

She leaned down and kissed Cassius deeply, her tongue invading his mouth while she continued grinding and bouncing on his cock, pushing him in and out of her dripping pussy with relentless hunger.

"Kiss!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Nibble!♡~"

Cassius simply accepted his fate, allowing his sister to ravish his mouth as she took complete control of the situation.

When she finally pulled back, her lips were slick with saliva, and she noticed where his eyes kept drifting.

Down to her breasts.

They were shaking constantly as she fucked him, bouncing and swaying with every movement, and he couldn’t seem to look away.

A lewd smile spread across her face.

"What’s this, little brother?~ Are you lusting after your big sister’s breasts right now?~"

She propped her breasts out and shook them in front of his face, the heavy flesh swaying hypnotically.

"Your eyes can’t seem to get enough of them. You keep looking at them—especially these pink nipples." She twisted her nipples between her fingers, making them stiffen. "Do you want them, brother? Do you want your big sister’s nipples?"

She leaned closer, her voice dropping to a playful purr.

"Even though it’s so wrong and so naughty to want your own older sister’s breasts...you still want them, don’t you?"

Poor Cassius couldn’t even say anything. His mouth opened, but no words came out.

Aqua laughed, a sound of pure, unashamed joy.

"Well, no matter how wrong it is, if my brother’s going to ask for it, then I’m going to give it to him. So here you go, Cassius."

She pushed her breast right into his face, the soft flesh pressing against his lips.

"Suck on my breast just like you want to."

She pressed her nipple into Cassius’s mouth in a forceful manner, like a mother trying to feed her baby.

"Suck it, Cassius—! Suck on it—! Suck on your sister’s nipples like a good brother should—!"

Having no choice Cassius started sucking on it, biting onto her nipple and licking it ferociously, his tongue swirling around the sensitive peak.

"Yes, yes, yes, like that!" Aqua moaned, her head falling back. "Oh yes, it feels so good! My little brother—my baby brother—is sucking my breast! This is how motherhood feels like!"

She looked down at him with a mix of lust and tenderness.

"And in the future, I’m also going to bear your child, I guess.." She giggled, the sound tinged with madness. "And it’s probably going to feel the same as well. This is all practice right now. So go on, suck on this one as well."

She pulled out one breast and pushed in the other, moaning as he sucked on it too.

"Ah yes, yes—! I’m getting fucked and sucked by my brother—!"

Her hips continued their relentless motion, slamming her pussy down onto his cock.

"This is the best thing in the entire world! I can give up everything right now!"

"Archmage? Supreme mage?"

"I don’t care about any of it! I just want to be ruined by my brother right now!"

She said it while having the time of her life, her face a mask of pure ecstasy.