His other hand comes up to cup one of her breasts, squeezing roughly through her bra. "Then show me," he growls against her neck before nipping at the soft skin there. "Let go..."

Celia's body arches up off the bed as she feels herself finally giving in to the pleasure coursing through her. With a hoarse cry, she comes hard, her inner muscles clamping down on his fingers and releasing a torrent of hot liquid over his hand.

His eyes flash with triumph as he feels her body quivering beneath him. With one last thrust of his fingers, he forces himself over the edge as well, groaning her name as he releases himself into her tight channel. His hips buck against her hand, his cock pulsing and spurting its load deep inside her.

At last, he pulls his fingers out of her, leaving them slick with their combined juices. "There," he pants, collapsing back onto the bed beside her. "

"I think you enjoyed it too much to resist next time," Alex says with a sly grin. "Besides, who else would understand you like I do?" He kisses her neck, trailing his tongue down her chest as he teases her breasts through the thin fabric of her shirt.

His fingers return to her wetness, circling around her clit as he speaks. "I can feel how much you want this... Maybe we should make it a regular thing."

Alex chuckles darkly and replies, "I think you enjoyed it way too much to stop now." He aligns his cock with her entrance and thrusts roughly inside of her, filling her up once again. "You're mine now," he growls into her ear as he begins to move roughly against her back, taking what he wants without remorse. "And I'm going to make sure you remember that from now on." He slams into her over and over again, his hips slapping against her ass with each powerful thrust.

He chuckles, running a hand through his sweaty hair. "You have no idea," he says, still catching his breath. "But I think..." He leans in closer, his hot breath fanning across your cheek. "...I think it might be even better if we did this again sometime." His eyes flicker down to where his cock is still semi-hard against his stomach, and he grins wickedly. "What do you say?"

You blush deeply but can't deny the thrill that runs through you at the thought of doing this again. "I... I don't know..." You stammer, looking away shyly. "We should probably stop... it's not right..."

He sighs heavily and rolls off of you, sitting up on the bed with his back to you. "Fine," he mutters, crossing his arms over his chest in a huff. "But don't say I didn't warn you if Mom finds out."

Alex looked down at his hands, unable to meet his father's gaze. "I know I can't undo what happened between us, but I can try to prove myself to her. I've been thinking about how I can make things right, and..." He trailed off again, searching for the words that would convince his father he was serious.

"And?" his father prompted when it became clear Alex had nothing else to say.

Alex took a deep breath before continuing. "I want to be there for her, Dad.

"I want to support her through whatever comes next, even if it means being her friend or confidant rather than something more... But I need to earn her trust first." Alex's voice softened, filled with a newfound determination that surprised even him. "And I'll do whatever it takes to make that happen." His gaze flicked up to meet his father's once more, pleading silently for guidance and understanding in this tumultuous time.

His eyes widen in surprise, but then they narrow as anger flares up. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" he snaps, sitting up straight. "You're just a kid! You can't get pregnant!" He leans forward, trying to force you to look him in the eye.

"Now listen here," he continues more calmly, but with an undercurrent of menace. "This doesn't change anything between us. I'm your brother, and we're going to take care of this together."

"Incest?" he repeats incredulously. "That's ridiculous! We're just family having some fun." He reaches out to caress your cheek, but you flinch away from his touch.

"Look," he says, his voice growing more insistent. "I know it was wrong of me to do that without protection, but we'll find a way to make things right. Maybe there's a clinic we can go to..."