I knew how valuable it was of course, just as I knew there was over twelve thousand dollars in cash with it. It was everything we had in the world and the thought of losing it was almost as horrifying as being assaulted in the middle of the night. I shook my head, fearfully telling him "I don't know where it is! I swear! Festus took it with him!"

I was crying in desperation and hot tears flooded down my face. I was sure that my life was either going to be destroyed or simply snuffed out like a match in the wind. Worse still, I knew there would be no one to save me from my fate.

The man's lips drew thin and he growled angrily as he shook me hard. Then I saw the shadowy but unmistakable silhouette of a long knife appear before my eyes.

"This ain't about you, Omega!. You tell me where the drugs are and you don't have to bleed tonight! Your Alpha sent his Beta to spike me with Wolfsbane thinking I won't know he had the antidotes... So I'm gonna ask you one more time, Omega, where are the drugs!

Wide eyed in terror, I watched as the moonlight glinted off of the razors-edge of that blade as it slowly moved closer to my face. I knew how thoroughly screwed I was. With a kilo of antidote in the house, Festus and I would be ganged to death because it was gotten from a Vampire scientist who had lived for more than a century. It's a sin in the pack to have anything to do with the Vamps, so the fastest way is not getting drugged with Wolfsbane so you won't need their help.

There was nothing left for me to do.

"It's-- it's under the bottom drawer of the dresser." I finally told him, sobbing uncontrollably. "Go ahead and take it, just pleeease, don't cut me!"

"Under the dresser, is it?" he snarled and pulled the knife away. "Fine. I'm warning you, don't fuckin' move and you might get through this alive. I'm telling you right now, bitch, if it ain't there, you are gonna feel pain like you never even dreamed of!"

Pushing me back into the bed, he stepped away. A moment later the bright, directed beam of his Maglight came to life and I watched in a twisted blend of horrors as he pulled the drawer out and dumped it on the floor.

When he reached into the opening, I was torn between my desire to live and my need for that stash of cash and drugs. I watched in helpless desperation as he removed the plastic wrapped bundles and dropped them one after another into his bag. By the time he had claimed it all, I felt as violated and defeated as I had when he first appeared in my room.

Bitterness and anger overwhelmed my fear and I shrieked at him, "You have what you wanted, you bastard! That's everything we have. Now go! Get out of my house and leave me alone!"

When he calmly zipped the duffle closed, I actually thought he might. But then, he turned the light around and let it slowly play up and down my body.

"I would," he said with what might have been a touch of regret. "But I ain't done yet. Festus violated my den and now, I got to violate his. I know it ain't gonna make you feel any better about what I'm about to do to you, but this really ain't as personal as its gonna feel. Still, it don't hurt that you are so fucking sexy."

'Oh, my God! He's going to rape me!' my mind screamed. 'This can't be happening!' I could almost feel his eyes burning into me as the light traveled over my body and I did my best to hide myself under the sheets.

I swear, he just chuckled softly as he watched me squirm. "That ain't gonna help, girl. Besides, I think you're gonna love your first taste of black cock." Then, with one strong hand, he began pulling the covers toward the foot of the bed.

'No, please!' I whimpered as my feeble grip on those sheets failed and I watched in horror as my bare legs became exposed to his view. My heart was heaving in my chest as the dreadful reality of his assault became clear.

I was trapped on my own bed with a man bent on taking me by force, unable to even scream for help. My mouth grew dry and a shudder went through me as he sat the light down onto the carpeted floor. The beam rose from below, casting chaotic and unearthly shadows over the room as he slowly unbuckled his pants. The threatening sound of his zipper coming down filled me with terror. Yet with it came an unwelcome longing and the first hint of moisture appeared between my clenched and trembling thighs.

I knew what it was. The fear was affecting me as it always did, arousing me at time when I should have been repulsed.

Once unbuckled, his jeans dropped from his hips, exposing the long shape of his cock. Calmly, as if I wasn't even there, he took his member into his hand and stroked it until it stood, ridged and proud.

'Oh fuck! He's huge!' was my first thought at seeing it and more tears began running down my cheeks. He was so hard that I knew he'd have no trouble getting that monster into me. I pleaded, "Please, I'm begging you, don't do this to me!" but he just shook his head.

"What's got to be has got to be, girl. One way or the other, you are going to get fucked. The only question is, how many bruises do you get along the way?" He pulled off his shirt, revealing his dark and powerfully muscled chest.

An uncontrolled desire rose in my throat as I gazed upon his body. He looked chiseled from a block of pure obsidian. He was strong and so beautiful, yet underneath his physical perfection, hid a monster intent on raping me, even if it meant beating me into submission. Despite his intimidating presence, I couldn't believe it was actually happening to me. Not until he reached out and grabbed me by my ankle. When I felt the steel in his grip, it all became very real.

"Noo!" I screamed as panic seized me! I kicked at him and tried to drive him away, but my feeble blows were nothing to him. His grip never wavered and with a quick pull, I was drawn, flat on my back, to the middle of the bed. His hands slid up my legs and I gasped in fear as his fingers slipped under the slim hem of my panties.

Jace arrived at EPC a few minutes later.

He parked his vehicle in front of mine, opened his car door, and climbed out. He approached me.

�Are you okay? � he asked.

At that moment, I burst into tears.

It was easy for me to cry. All I had to do was imagine Jace being with another woman.

At that moment, Jace ran over and hugged me. I allowed him to wrap his arms around me and comfort me. He rubbed his right hand through my hair.

"Shh, it's going to be okay," he promised. �Everything is going to be alright. �

"Just take me home," I cried. �This has been a really tough day. �

�Alright, let's go,� Jace replied.

Jace stared at the road ahead of him as he drove. He remained silent.

I knew I had to say something. I had to tell him how I felt. Becky would make her move on him soon, and I couldn't allow my heart to get broken.

However, I couldn't muster up the courage to vocally express my true feelings.

Suddenly, I had an idea.

I slowly lifted my miniskirt up, showing off as much of my leg as I possibly could. I rubbed my hands against my thighs as I held my miniskirt up.

Jace immediately noticed that I was trying to turn him on. Then he frowned.

�Do you need me to turn the heat on? � he asked. �You look like you're struggling to stay warm. �

"No, it's okay," I said. �I can keep myself cool, thanks.�

I rubbed my hands all over my legs, stroking them.

�You're weird,� he said.

"I'm your sister," I remarked. �Weird is the new normal. �

"Stepsister," he corrected. "And a kiddo."

�Whatever you say,� I said, as I rubbed my legs even more.

"I'm going to get you a blanket," Jace said. �I'm easily distracted, and I don't want you to feel cold. �

Jace stopped his car, parked, climbed out, and headed over to his car trunk.

I groaned. My seductive tactics weren't working.

I was doing everything I could think of to get him to make a move. Unfortunately, nothing I did made an impact. He just wasn't into me.

�Here, this should help,� Jace said, as he returned to his car and handed me a blanket.

"Thanks," I replied.

I placed the blanket on top of my legs. I wasn't actually cold, but I didn't feel like arguing.

I knew that Becky was going to make her move on my stepbrother soon. Somehow, someway, I had to stop her. I had to make Jace fall for me.

Jace and I arrived back at our house a few minutes later. We entered the living room.

"I got to get back to working on my paper," he told me. �I'll see you later. �

�Actually, I do need your help with something!� I blurted out. "Please?"

�What is it? � Jace asked.

�Could you... could you help me practice my routine? � I asked him. �I've been struggling recently. �

"I don't know," Jace answered. "I'm not familiar with, you know, cheerleading and that type of stuff, so..."

"I just need you to do some holding and provide some feedback on my cheers," I told him. �Nothing complicated. I just need some help. Please?�

Jace sighed.

�Okay, but quickly,� he answered. �I have a lot of things to do, and I can't afford to fall any further behind on work. �

"I'm going to work on some moves first," I told him. �Then we'll get to the cheers. First, hold my right leg up. �

I held my right leg out in front of him.

Jace raised my right leg up into the air. He placed my right foot on his left shoulder. I smiled as I forced him to look up my skirt and stare at my thin cheerleader panties.

�What is this for? � he asked.

"Just a move that most cheerleaders have to work on to be successful," I lied. �Now, the other leg.�

Jace placed my right leg down. Then he raised my left leg up into the air. I wrapped my arms around his neck, placing my face as close to his face as possible.

I was tempted to kiss Jace, but I wanted him to make a move first. Unfortunately, he didn't respond.

�Anything else? � he asked, as he set my leg down.

�Yes,� I replied. �Now I'm going to do a handstand. Just hold both of my feet up, and don't let go. �

I leaned forward and got on my hands and knees. My miniskirt flew up, giving Jace a clear view of my ass.

'This should be enough to send him wanting you,' my wolf says.

Jace grabbed onto my feet and held onto them. He held his breath as I did my handstand. I could tell that he was looking up my skirt and staring at my goodies.

At that moment, I wanted my stepbrother to go down on me right there. I wanted him to rip apart my cheerleader bloomers and feast on my moist pussy. Then I wanted him to stick that cock in me, fuck me hard, and fill my pussy up with his warm white cum.

I wanted him so badly. Why couldn't he see that I wanted him?

My dirty thoughts aroused me so much that I forgot to concentrate on what I was supposed to be doing.

At that moment, I lost my balance. I fell and hit the floor.

�Oh, my gosh, I'm so sorry! � Jace yelled. �Are you okay? �

I began to answer, but I stopped myself. Instead, I pretended to be unconscious. I shut my eyes and waited.

Are you okay? � I heard him ask.

At that moment, I stopped breathing.

Jace shook me, attempting to wake me up. I didn't move, and I did everything I could to make certain that he couldn't hear me breathe.

�Please wake up! Please! he screamed.

Then it happened. Jace opened my mouth and began to give me CPR.

At that moment, I opened my eyes, stuck my tongue in my stepbrother's mouth, and began to make out with him.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Jace yelled as he pulled his mouth away from my own mouth. �What are you doing? �

�What?� I asked.

�You just... you just kissed me! "Ah," he cried. �I know you know that! You just stuck your tongue in my mouth! �

"Jace, I'm a cheerleader," I said as I climbed to my feet. �And I have a really big game tomorrow. So I was hoping you could cheer me up. Or maybe...�

At that moment, I reached for the zipper on his jeans. I grabbed it and pulled it down.

�I could cheer you up,� I said, as I reached for his cock.

Jace slapped my hands away and backed away from me.

�Mom and Dad would not be thrilled if they knew about this,� Jace replied. �About what you think of me. �

"Probably," I replied. �But... and I do mean, butt...�

At that moment, I spun around and bent over. My miniskirt went up my legs as I exposed my ass to Jace.

�You really like puns, don't you? � Jace asked.

"I like a lot of things," I replied. �Yes, Mom and Dad would not be happy if they knew who I was into. But I already knew that. Now why don't you show me what you're into? �

I smacked my right cheek and waited for Jace to make a move. However, he just stood there, staring at me.

�Too direct? � I asked.

"Well..."

�Look, maybe I was too aggressive,� I said.

I stood up and walked over to him.

�I just wanted...�