The Fake Younger Brother’s Shackle - Chapter 2

The younger brother who had always acted as if she didn’t exist—three years her junior. Even before he’d shed his black funeral clothes after the service, something in Cassis’s eyes had gone wild.

Lilia had only gone to find her brother after the funeral.

She wanted to say she didn’t belong in Duke Ashed’s household and that she would leave quietly. All she asked was if he could give her enough money to live on for a while.

But when she opened the door to the study, the Cassis waiting inside looked half-deranged.

And just like that, Cassis dragged her like a dog, into his bedroom.

She should never have gone to him.

“So, you still have the mind to wander off in your thoughts?”

Tears filled Lilia’s eyes as she looked up at her little brother.

He used to act repulsed by even the thought of touching her.

So why now?

The thick length pressed against the cleft of her backside sent a chill down her spine, and the way he positioned himself against her was so real it made her whole body tremble in fear.

The sensation where their bodies met was far too vivid.

Why?

Why was he saying he’d always felt this way since they first met?

They were never even close. They were barely even family.

“Your lips.”

Somehow, she’d been biting her lips, and his fingers now brushed across them. Then, with no gentleness, he forced his fingers inside her mouth.

“If it hurts, bite my fingers, not your lips.”

Maybe it was because she never imagined things would go this far, but Lilia just blinked with her eyes brimming with tears.

Cassis, seeing those innocent eyes glistening with pleasure and pain, felt a rush of heat surge through him. He wanted to see that innocent face break.

Thud, he thrust in.

“A-ah!”

Lilia screamed, clenching her teeth. Cassis’s thick fingers got bitten, but he didn’t seem to care. Her body was so tight that even with force, he had to push his way in, and the pressure inside her made him groan low.

He started to move, but the moment he did, Lilia fought back desperately.

“W-wait. Please, Cassis, wait…”

“…”

“It hurts too much. Don’t move, please, just… wait.”

If she could, she would have wrapped herself around him just to keep him still. Being impaled like that left her dizzy with pain.

Yet, each time he moved even a little, pain and then a wave of pleasure followed so sharply she could barely breathe.

Those unreadable red eyes looked down at her. Then, narrowing his gaze, Cassis slammed his hips forward again.

“Ah—stop, please…!”

He yanked open Lilia’s clothes and bit her chest, thrusting inside her mercilessly.

And then, in a voice lower than usual, Cassis asked,

“Sister, have you ever given yourself to another man?”

Even as she was torn between pain and pleasure, his words stunned her. Had she been with anyone else?

“You react too well for this to be your first time.”

Lilia and Cassis had hardly interacted over the past four years, and to hear that from her younger brother was shocking. Lilia bit her lip in shame.

But that didn’t last.

“Ah!”

He pulled out completely and then, without warning, plunged back in.

“Have you?”

“S-shut up…”

With blank eyes, Cassis pressed his hips flush against her. His size was too much to bear as he ground deep inside, brushing places that made Lilia’s insides spasm.

“Hnng!”

Her vision went white. As she arched her neck and cried out, Cassis caught her lips with his own.

He kept thrusting, swallowing all her sounds with his mouth and hands.

His movements became more intense. Each time he slammed into her, Lilia was shoved backward. Her wrists ached as if they might snap—but the storm of pleasure overwhelmed even that pain.

“Aah…!”

Cassis’s movements suddenly stopped. And in that moment, Lilia let out a broken moan as her body shuddered violently. All the sensation inside her seemed to burst all at once.

Then she felt something hot and slippery fill her.

As Cassis withdrew, Lilia trembled all over, ragged moans slipping from her lips.

Is it over now? For a brief moment, she let herself hope.

But her body was suddenly flipped over. She hadn’t even noticed when her wrists were freed. But her freedom was short-lived, as Cassis entered her again before she could even resist.

“Ah… hng.”

Now the sounds from her mouth were from pleasure, not pain.

Her body threatened to collapse, but Cassis wouldn’t let her fall apart.

All she could think was how much she wished she would just faint.

But her mind was all too clear, and the still wild-eyed, maybe drunk Cassis pressed down on her.