Chapter 9 CAUGHT JERKING OFF ON MY STEPSISTER’S PANT(4)

The next day felt heavy. Ruby and I talked a lot about what to do with Jake. Ignoring him wasn’t working, and the pictures he took could mess everything up with our parents. In the end we decided to meet him somewhere public so he couldn’t try anything stupid.

A club downtown called Pulse seemed like a good spot — loud, crowded, and not too far from home. We figured we could talk, tell him to delete the pictures, and be done with it.

Ruby wore a short black dress that hugged her body and made my rut flare up every time I looked at her. I kept my hand on her lower back the whole Uber ride there. The full moon was only two days away now, and I could feel the wolf getting stronger, making me restless and on edge.

The club was packed when we got inside. Bass from the music thumped through my chest. Lights flashed across the dance floor, and people were grinding and laughing everywhere. We spotted Jake near the bar with a couple of his friends. He looked surprised when he saw us walking up together.

“Well, well,” Jake said with a smirk, holding a beer. “You actually showed up. And you brought your stepbrother bodyguard.”

Ruby stayed close to me. “Just delete the pictures, Jake. We’re done. Stop making this weird.”

Jake laughed and took a sip. His eyes ran up and down her dress. “You look good tonight. Real good. Maybe we can work something out.”

I stepped forward. “You heard her. Delete them and leave us alone.”

Jake’s friends moved a little closer, but he waved them off. He looked at Ruby again, his eyes hungry. “Come on, babe. One last time. For old times’ sake. Let’s go to the back room and fuck like we used to. I’ll delete everything after. I promise.”

Ruby’s face went tight. “Are you serious right now?”

“Dead serious,” Jake said, stepping closer to her. “You owe me that much after ghosting me for him. One quick fuck and I’ll delete the pics. Nobody has to know.”

The rut exploded in my blood. My hands clenched into fists. Before Ruby could even answer, I grabbed Jake by the front of his shirt and shoved him hard against the bar. Glasses rattled.

“She’s not fucking you,” I growled, my voice low and rough. “She’s mine.”

Jake shoved me back, but I didn’t budge much. “Yours? She’s your fucking stepsister, you freak. Everyone’s gonna know what you two are doing when I send those pictures.”

People around us started turning to watch. The music was loud but the tension was obvious. Ruby grabbed my arm. “Babe, not here…”

But the wolf didn’t care. I swung and hit Jake square in the face. He stumbled into his friends. One of them tried to jump in but I pushed him away easily. Jake came back swinging and caught me in the ribs. Pain flared but it just made me angrier.

We started fighting right there near the bar. Punches flew. I was stronger because of the rut, and I landed more hits. Jake’s lip split open again. A bouncer started pushing through the crowd toward us, yelling for us to stop.

Ruby jumped between us, pushing me back. “Stop! Both of you!”

Jake wiped blood from his mouth and glared at her. “This is what you want? Some psycho stepbrother who beats people up? Fine. But those pictures are going out tonight unless you come home with me right now and fuck me.”

The whole club felt like it was spinning. My heart was hammering and the wolf inside was howling to get out. I pulled Ruby behind me and stepped right up to Jake.

“You touch her again and I’ll make sure you regret it,” I said, voice shaking with anger. “Delete the pictures or I swear I’ll—”

“You’ll what?” Jake spat. “Tell our parents you’ve been fucking your sister? Go ahead. I’ll send the pics first.”

Ruby’s voice cut through. “I’ll never fuck you again, Jake. Not ever. Delete them or don’t. We’re done hiding.”

She grabbed my hand and started pulling me toward the exit. Jake yelled after us, “You’re both going to be sorry!”

We got outside into the cool night air. My knuckles were bleeding and my ribs hurt, but all I could think about was Ruby. She looked shaken but also kind of fired up. We walked a block away from the club before she stopped and turned to me.

“I can’t believe he said that,” she said. “Asking me to fuck him like it was nothing.”

I pulled her into a dark alley beside the club, away from the street lights. The rut was burning so bad I could barely think straight. “He’s not getting anywhere near you.”

Ruby looked up at me, breathing fast. “I know.” She pressed against me, her body warm. “I only want you.”

We started kissing hard. My hands moved down her back and under her short dress. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath. I groaned and pushed her gently against the wall. The alley was quiet except for distant music from the club.

I lifted her dress and slid my fingers between her legs. She was already wet. Ruby moaned softly into my mouth as I rubbed her. My cock was rock hard, straining against my jeans. I freed it quickly and she wrapped her hand around me, stroking fast.

“Right here?” she whispered, excited and nervous.

I nodded and lifted one of her legs. I pushed inside her in one smooth thrust. She gasped and held onto my shoulders. I fucked her against the wall, steady and deep, the rut making me move faster. Her moans mixed with the sounds of cars in the distance. It felt risky and hot knowing people could walk by any second.

“Harder,” she breathed. “I need it.”

I gave it to her, thrusting deep while kissing her neck. Ruby’s pussy squeezed around me. She came first, shaking and biting my shoulder to stay quiet. I followed right after, pushing in deep and filling her up.

We stayed like that for a minute, catching our breath. I pulled out and fixed her dress. My cum was starting to run down her thigh but she didn’t seem to care.

“Let’s go home,” I said, taking her hand.

On the way back in the Uber she kept her head on my shoulder. “Jake’s probably sending those pictures right now,” she said quietly.

“Yeah,” I replied. “We’ll deal with it when it happens.”

Back at the house we went straight to my room. We didn’t even turn on the lights. Ruby pushed me onto the bed and climbed on top. This time it was slower. She rode me nice and deep, her hands on my chest. I held her hips and looked up at her in the dark.

After everything with Jake, being inside her felt like the only thing that mattered. She leaned down and kissed me while moving her hips in circles. We came together again, quiet and close.

Later, as we lay tangled up, her phone lit up with more messages. She didn’t check it. Instead she cuddled closer.

“Full moon tomorrow night,” she whispered. “I don’t care what Jake does. I just want you to let go completely when it comes.”

I ran my fingers through her hair, the rut still simmering. “It’s going to be intense. Really intense.”

“I know,” she said, smiling against my chest. “That’s exactly what I want.”

But as we tried to sleep, my phone buzzed too. A text from an unknown number. When I opened it, there was a screenshot — one of the pictures Jake had taken of us in the living room. And a message: “Tick tock. Tell your parents or I will.”

I deleted it and pulled Ruby tighter. The wolf inside was wide awake now, and it was getting harder to keep it locked away.