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Miller squinted at Daphne's face, slowly revealing a cold smile. His fingers pinched Daphne's chin, exerting enough force to turn his knuckles white.
"Feeling brave now? You dare to run when you see me coming?"
Daphne was choked until tears fell, trembling as she held onto his sleeve with her fingers, saying, "Brother... I was wrong, I'm sorry..."
"Wrong? Where were you wrong?"
"I shouldn't have met William in private... and I shouldn't have run away when I saw my brother!"
As soon as she admitted it, the pressure around Miller became heavier, indicating that his mood had worsened.
"Do you really know you're wrong? Just because I dote on you, you think you can jump around on my head."
Miller's fingers released her chin. Before Daphne could relax, the fingertip forcefully tore open her blue dress. The sound of fabric tearing in the dark and semi-closed trees was truly chilling.
"Brother, wait... ah!"
Before Daphne could refuse, her brother's fingers had already forcefully plunged into her dry and fickle stirring.
"Pain!" Daphne's tears welled up and fell down.
Her brother's roughness and terrifying sense of danger made her start to feel scared, wanting to retreat, but her waist was tightly held by her brother's other hand, and she couldn't move at all.
The sensation of a foreign object in her lower body caught Daphne completely off guard, making her very uncomfortable. She sobbed and said with great distress, "Brother... it really hurts."
Miller pursed his lips, his cheeks tense, his fingers still moving constantly. When inside became slightly moist, the movement of his fingers became less obstructed. He lowered his head and sealed Daphne's lips.
"Mmm~"
Daphne's teeth were pried open by her brother, and his long, agile tongue licked her teeth, then wrapped around her own tongue and sucked on it.
Miller's actions are much heavier than before, breathing heavily like a wild beast. His kiss carries the force of swallowing her alive, sucking her tongue until it feels numb and painful, and always getting bitten by his sharp canine teeth.
"Woo woo woo!" Daphne was almost suffocating, weakly pushing his chest.
Miller's eyes were dark, and his thighs forcefully parted her legs.
The exposed fickle was tainted with the chill of the night, carrying a strange sensation, and Daphne's beef beneath was moving restlessly with sticky fluid.
"You can't escape... my sister." Miller slightly released her lips, his voice low and hoarse.
With a click, he undid his belt, his left hand supporting his impressive lower body, the round head oozing moisture, pressing against Daphne.
Daphne's face turned red and then white, her intuition about danger made her grab her brother's shoulder in fear, her nails digging in.
"Wait, brother! Don't just go in like that, I'm scared!"
"Fear? I thought Flora was fearless." Miller exerted force under his hips, pushing forward, the tip of his penis entering her narrow passage, stretching it to the limit.
Daphne was taken aback by this, gasping for breath and losing her voice.
Miller did not take care of her as usual, he held himself up and pressed against her thin hymen, probing and bumping once, then pulling out.
"Ah~!"
Daphne thought he was going to withdraw or just stay outside like before, her heart was beating fast, and for a moment, she didn't refuse in order to keep her brother from getting so angry.
Miller hit her virginity twice, each time harder, making her cheeks flush red.
Moisture was almost there, and Daphne began to unconsciously relax her body.
With one final thrust, he forcefully entered, inch by inch, decisively breaking through the symbolic barrier of ultimate belonging, entering into a deeper place.
"Ah!! Brother, you...!"
Daphne let out a panicked scream, but before she could finish her sentence, Miller once again lowered his head to cover her lips.
He crazily gnawed at his sister's lips until they were swollen, then toyed with her limp little tongue.
The deep purple eyes seemed to glow in the pitch-black darkness, possessing a bewitching power that gradually dragged Daphne into the abyss of unconsciousness.
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