Chapter Two
Set up: Instead of Jocelyn leaving Valentine and stopping the Uprising, she stayed with him after the angel blood he gave her made her more forgiving and loving towards him. She helped him with the Uprising and even helped him with his twisted experiments and irradicating the Downworld. The messed up world that Clary and Jonathan grew up in combined with the mind games Valentine played with his children, have royally fucked them up. Their way of thinking is twisted and after growing up with Jonathan sexually grooming her every day so she will be with him, she's been having sexual feelings towards her brother for over a year now. To push him to do something about it like she knows he wants to, she agrees to go out with his biggest frenemy.
Jonathan shoves his way into Clary's room and slams the door shut behind him. She's on her bed like he expected and has headphones covering her ears as she sketches. She doesn't see him come in her room.
"Clary!" he shouts angrily at her. Her head snaps over to his and a look of confusion flits across her face at her brother's angry glare.
"What?" she asks, pulling her headphones from her ears.
"Isabelle Lightwood just told me that you agreed to go out with Herondale. What the fuck are you thinking?"
She narrows her eyes at him as she stands up off her bed and walks over to him, stopping right in front of him and squaring her shoulders. "I was thinking about how fucking hot he is and that he'd be the perfect guy to take my virginity. His reputation does precede him in the most wonderful way."
Jonathan's face blooms a bright red with his anger. It takes everything inside of him to stop from hitting her. "I forbid it!" he screams in his most booming voice.
"Well, that's just too bad because Dad already said that he thought it was a great idea." She smirks at him when his eyes widen in anger.
"I don't give a fuck what Dad says, you're not going out with that stupid pretty boy. I'll kill him if he touches you."
She folds her arms across her chest. "Why the hell do you care so damn much? You knew this would happen one day. I was going to say yes to someone who asked me out eventually. I have never had any intentions of becoming a nun."
He grits his teeth together as he leans down to get in her face, Clary never moving an inch from where she's placed herself. "For the last time, you are not going out with that idiot. In fact, you are never going out with anyone."
She scoffs at him. "You can't stop me."
"Oh, yes I can." He says as he grabs her by the tops of her arms and throws her over his shoulder. She screams and tries to get away but he perfected this move years ago and Clary's never been able to break free.
"Put me down you crazy bastard!" she screams at him, pounding on his back. He pushes out of her room and starts to head towards the basement to lock her in a cellar. "Oh no you don't!" she screams out and kicks him in the gut in just the right place and freeing herself.
She stands up in front of him and her face is pure fury. She reaches out and tries to punch him but he dodges it just in time. He grins as he lunges at her, Clary moving like lightning and darting out of his reach. "So, that's how it's going to be?" he asks her with a wicked smirk on his lips.
"You are NOT locking me in that fucking cellar. Just because Dad is gone doesn't mean that you get to decide when I get thrown in there."
"Then tell me right now that you aren't going to go out with Herondale!" he shouts back at her.
"Why the hell do you care so fucking much?!" she screams at him, her frustration getting to her.
"I told you why!"
"No you didn't!" she yells, never moving out of her fighting stance. "You just demanded that I not go out with him. Unless you can give me one solid fucking reason as to why I shouldn't, I'm going to be getting dressed and leaving in four hours to go on a date with him!"
That's it. Jonathan's last bit of self-control escapes him. He's not sure if she's ready to hear it but she is about to. "Because I am going to be the one to take your virginity! I'm the one whose name you will be screaming in ecstasy till the day you die! You're MINE and NO ONE else's!"
A knowing smirk begins to pull up the edges of her lips as she rises out of her fighting stance. "There, now. Was that so hard to admit?" she asks him.
Jonathan is completely taken by surprise. "What?" he asks her, trying to figure out exactly what is happening.
"I've known how you feel about me for a long time now. I've felt the same way and honestly, I got tired of waiting for you to make your move." She smirks as she slowly moves closer to him. "So, I knew if I agreed to go out with your frenemy, the guy you love to hate the most, it would push you over the edge."
"You only agreed to go out with him so I would get mad and what….?" He asks her, his irritation with her not completely gone yet.
She moves even closer to him, her voice turning husky and her eyes becoming hooded. One of her hands reaches out and her fingers lightly trail up his chest. "Well, I was hoping that you'd get so angry you'd fuck me to claim me as yours."
His surprise only last a second longer before he grabs out at her, leaning down and attacking her lips with his. She moans into his mouth and the sound of it makes him growl. He's been dreaming of this since the time he saw her in a bathing suit when she was thirteen. He always knew she was his but didn't know that he wanted her that way until that moment. Ever since then, he's been grooming her to be open to the idea and apparently, it worked.
All the times he would take his shirt off in front of her a look her up and down, while saying something with a heavy sexual undertone to it, has paid off in spades. She's now grabbing at his shoulders, pulling him closer into her. "You don't know how long I've wanted you." He says darkly to her.
"Tell me." She whispers back before shoving her tongue into his mouth. He reaches down and she jumps up and wraps her legs around her waist. He shoves her against the hallway wall and thrusts he growing cock into her core. "For five fucking years." He growls at her. To punctuate this, he thrusts himself into her again, delighting in the pleasure filled look she gives him.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" she asks him. "I've wanted you for over a year now."
"Shit!" he screams thinking about all the sex they could have been having. "In that case, why don't we make up for lost time."
She grins diabolically at him. "Take me to your room so Mom won't hear me screaming your name downstairs."
He growls wantonly at her before he bites her bottom lip and starts to carry her up the one flight of stairs to his third-floor bedroom to put two floors between them and Jocelyn. Clary is kissing him furiously, pulling his shirt up his body and digging her fingers into the skin on his back. He relishes in the pain it causes him and uses that as fuel to move them faster up the stairs.
By the time they are in his room, Clary hopping down to lock the door and put a silence rune on it, his shirt is off and his pants are unbuttoned while Clary's pants are undone. She turns around and reaches her hands to the bottom of her shirt and slowly, painfully slow, pulls it over her head.
Her chest is heaving up and down with her now slightly nervous breaths as he looks down at her lacy black bra. If he looks hard enough, he can see the outline of her areolas. His tongue pokes out of his mouth and slides across his lips as he moves closer to her, reaching out and pulling her mouth back to his by the back of her neck. When he nips at her bottom lip, she moans and opens her mouth for him.
He pulls back after a minute and sees that the nerves from before have gone and that was what his intentions were when he kissed her like that. Desire was now pooling again in her bright green eyes as she looked up at him.
"Make me feel good, Jonathan." She tells him, her eyes turning somewhat innocent as she says this, turning him on impossibly more than he was before. He's dreamed of corrupting her for as long as he can remember and now she is practically begging him to do it.
"Please. I want to feel every part of you on every part of me." She says again when he says nothing back to her.
One half of his mouth quirks up. "As you wish, dear sister." He says dangerously.
He reaches out and picks her up lightning fast, spinning and placing her in the middle of his huge bed. He moves over her, hovering just enough to where his bare chest grazes against her bra covered breasts. His first priority is to remedy that situation.
He places his lips on her neck, Clary turning her head so he can reach more her skin while one of his hands moves under her. He finds the clasp and easily pops it open and rips it from her body. She lets out a low sigh at this action and his cock jumps in his pants. He groans at the sensation of not being free and decides to get his pants off the moment Clary is naked.
When her pert nipples graze his chest, he remembers that she's bare in front of him and rises up to look at them.
They're perfect.
Her rose-colored nipples are raised high above her skin, her breasts forming tear-drop shaped mounds on her petite body. He wastes no time in placing one in his mouth, the thrill of having his baby sister's nipple in his mouth sending him almost into a state of frenzy.
When her tiny hands come up and fist in his hair, he grunts and thrusts himself into her leg. He lets that nipple fall from his mouth and moves to the other one, sliding his tongue over the hard peak, feeling it push back against him as he moves across it before breaking free of his ministrations when he starts to circle her areola.
His lips move back to her nipple and drag over it for a moment before he opens his mouth and sucks it into his mouth. He flicks his tongue over it furiously before biting it, earing a very delectable moan from his sister's mouth.
"Shit, Jon." She says panting. "That feels incredible."
He looks up to her to see her face scrunched up in pleasure. "That's just the tip of the iceberg."
He pushes up and drags his hands down her body till they reach her pants. His fingers hook inside the waistband and she lifts her hips upwards, allowing him to pull them off easier. When he realizes that she wasn't wearing any underwear, it feels like his heart skips a beat from all of the blood rushing to his already raging hard cock.
His eyes move up to her face with surprise. "I was waiting for you." She tells him, her voice low and sultry. "I wanted to have the least amount of barriers for you to get through."
He growls as he stands up at the foot of his bed and brings his hands to his own pants. Grinning at her, he says, "Now, I don't want you to get nervous or be worried when you see me. I'm quite a bit larger than other men because of my hybrid blood."
She raises up onto her elbows to look at him. He takes a moment to marvel at the sight of her naked and in his bed for a moment before he registers what she's said. "I've heard girls, and some guys talk about you. I already know." Her eyes dart down to the tent in his exposed boxers and bites her lip before looking back up to his eyes.
"Hearing about it and seeing it are two very different things." He says with a smirk as he starts to pull down his pants. His cock strains against the fabric as he pulls it lower. When it finally breaks free, bouncing up and smacking against his stomach, a big rush of air is sucked into her lungs.
Her eyes blow wide as she looks down at him, gulping after she is finally able to close her surprised mouth. If she hadn't closed it when she did, he would have shoved his cock down her throat.
"Oh. My. Angel." She almost whispers.
Kicking his pants from around his feet, he moves back onto the bed, crawling up till he's on his knees by her waist. "Go ahead, touch me." He says lowly.
Her eyes move from his engorged cock to his face and then back down to his cock. Her tiny hand moves out and grasps him. "Have you ever seen a penis in real life?" he asks her.
Her big doe eyes move back up to his. "No. Boys were always too afraid of Father to ever try anything with me. Yours is the first."
His inner demon relishes in this piece of information, thrilling at how innocent and inexperienced she is. He waits patiently as he reaches out and drags her finger along the underside of him. The feeling of this is like nothing he ever experienced before.
Sure, he was by no means a virgin, but the fact that it was his little sister, the only person he ever wanted more than a one-night stand, added exponentially to his pleasure.
Her small hand then tries to wrap around him, only able to just barely touch the tips of her fingers together. "How big is it?" she asks curiously before remarking to herself, "It's so hard and soft…at the same time."
"It's eleven and a half inches long and almost three inches in circumference."
She starts to move her hand up and down, gripping him in a tight vice. He groans.
"Does that feel good?" she asks him, looking up at him unsurely.
"You have no idea." He tells her. "Especially since you're the one doing it."
"Izzy told me how to do something…and I'd like to try it." She tells him. He nods curiously.
When she starts to lean forward, her mouth opening wide, it jumps in her hand with excitement. Her lips wrap around him, the inside of her mouth warm and wet just like he knows her pussy will be. When she starts to suck, he can't help but thrust his hips forward.
She gags a little and pulls back. "Did that feel good?" she asks.
"Fuck, yes." He replies. "But I will teach you all about that another time. I need you to be…well lubricated if we are going to have sex. It's going to take some effort to get my huge cock inside of you."
She eagerly nods her head. "Yes, please." She says.
He smiles a full-on toothy smile at her words. "I'm going to lick your pussy. Get it nice and wet."
A shudder runs through her then, and she clenches her legs tightly together, desperate for some friction there.
He leans down and kisses her passionately for a moment before licking down her body, stopping to pay extra attention to her perfect tits.
When his face arrives at the apex of her legs, he looks down and thanks his mother Lilith that she grooms herself. There is a little strip of cropped red curls leading his path down to her folds that are waxed clean.
He inhales, taking in the scent of his baby sister's arousal before letting his tongue move out and lick slowly up her opening. His eyes fall closed as he lets this moment enrapture him. He's licking Clary's pussy and by the sounds that are coming out of her mouth, she's loving every second of it.
When he finds her hard round ball of nerves, his tongue presses against it, letting it roll across his tongue. Her hips jerk upward towards him and he reaches up and puts pressure on her hips as he says, "Stay still, little sister."
He sees her nod her head as he dives back in. He finds her clit again and attacks it, the feeling of it inside his mouth, rubbing along his lips, in between his teeth as she steadily screams more and louder as the minutes pass.
She's writhing now, her hands moving frantically about as she tries to find something to grab onto something in her pleasure induced frenzy. Her tits are bouncing up and down as her breath hitches in her throat. "Jonathan!" she screams when he puts more pressure on her clit.
He then brings his hand up and quickly licks two of his fingers, lowering them to her entrance. She sucks in a surprised breath as he shoves them inside of her.
She's so fucking tight. She's so fucking tight. He says in his head at the sensation. He swears he almost cums when he thinks about how she is going to feel around him. Her very petite frame combined with her virgin status and the way she is squeezing his fingers….he knows that she will be the best lay he's ever had.
He starts to pump them in and out of her, curling them over her g-spot and making her cry out his name in sexual bliss. It's not long before she screams that she is about to cum.
Her walls clamp inside of her as he clit throbs in his mouth. She's screaming at the top of her lungs as she curls in on herself from the pleasure. He doesn't stop his ministrations till her orgasm slows and he can no longer feel her throbbing waves of pleasure.
He slides his fingers out of her, which are now soaking wet, and licks up her slit one last time. He pushes himself up her body, looking down at her heaving breasts and taking them into his mouth. He can't help it when his hand slides back down her body and his fingers enter her again.
She moans under him. "I think you're wet enough now." He says huskily to her. He then removes his fingers from her and wipes them off on his huge, weeping cock.
Her eyes meet his with surprising hunger and then she is pulling him down to kiss her. He's surprised by this, most women not wanting to be kissed after he eats them out. He growls into her mouth as her tongue shoves into his.
His hands grab at her, unable to wait any longer to sink into her. When she pushes on his shoulder, rolling him onto his back and moving to straddle him, he furrows his brows at her.
"I want to be on top." She tells him. "I want to…ease you in myself."
Jonathan can't help the wicked smirk that pulls up his face. The thought of his sister willingly sliding down on him as she sits above him, taking her own virginity with his cock is more than he ever dreamed of. "Okay." He replies, gripping her hips.
She gulps again as she looks down at his huge size and raises herself up. She grabs him and places his tip at her entrance and it takes every ounce of his willpower to stop himself from thrusting upwards and impaling her.
She starts to lower herself down onto him, struggling to ease him into her tight sleeve. Her face scrunches together in slight pain. He grabs onto her hips and starts to help her ease down.
His head finally moves past her entrance and slips into her. He yells out in pleasure as she clamps almost painfully hard around his head. She screams too, but for a different reason. He's barely inside of her but he's just broke her hymen.
A few tears roll out of her eyes before she takes a few deep breaths and then locks eyes with him. "I promise it will feel really fucking good in a minute."
She nods and then lets him guide her further down, her pussy grasping him like a vise the further she slides down. It takes a while but when she's finally seated fully on him, her pelvis touching his and a small amount of blood leaking from her pussy that his inner demon wants to bathe in, he is the one to shudder in pleasure.
"For fuck's sake, Clary." He moans out, looking up at her sitting on his cock, it buried deep inside her petite body. It is, hands down, the best sight he's ever seen in his life and he's sure it will never be topped. "You feel so unbelievable."
"I'm so full." She replies back. She swallows roughly and licks her lips and then raises up. Feeling her move up and down his hard cock as she slowly tests the waters with her movements is torturous.
"Baby, you're torturing me." He groans out as she painstakingly slides him back inside of her tight cunt. "Please, let me fuck you."
"In a minute." She tells him, rising up and sliding back down him faster this time. His fingers flex into her. Her breathy sighs as her hips start to flick with each downward trust are heavenly. "You feel so good now." When she starts to moan, her eyes slipping shut in pleasure as she moves faster, he throbs mercilessly inside of her, holding himself back from cumming.
Not waiting for her approval, he grabs hold of her and flips them over, him hovering over her and pushing her legs wide for him. His mouth finds her nipples again as he shoves back inside of her, almost slamming her into his headboard.
She screams out in pleasure and her fingers dig into where she is holding onto his biceps. When she lets go a moment later, there are crescent marks there to remind him of what they did for a long time to come.
His hips snap backward before forcefully shoving back into her tightness. She's so wet now that a sloshing sound accompanies each movement. He looks down and watches as his huge cock stretches her to her limit while sliding in and out of her.
He looks back up to see the most blissful look on her face. "You like your big brother's cock, don't you?"
"Fuck, yes!" she screams, her eyes rolling back in her head. He reaches up and fondles her breasts as he starts to pick up his pace. His hands move to her legs and push them up to where her knees are touching the bed on each side of her.
She throws her head back into his pillow, her wild red hair splaying out everywhere around her. "Jonathan! Yes! Fuck, yes! There, big brother! Right there!"
"Mmmm. I can feel you, baby. You're going to cum on your brother's cock, aren't you?"
"YES!" she screams at the top of her lungs. Her eyes scrunch tightly as her mouth pops open and forms a perfect 'O' shape. His little sister's walls flutter around him and he slams harder into her, his bed now slamming against the wall and breaking the drywall.
"Harder!" she commands him. "Pound my tight pussy."
He growls in pure gratification at her dirty words and that his sister wants him so bad. He picks up his pace to something inhumane and pounds into her, his balls slapping hard against her tight ass. At this rate, he's going to blow his load in no time.
Her walls seize for a moment and then she is screaming. Her orgasm takes over her and he has to put a lot of effort into staying inside of her. Her pussy squeezes him so tightly it tries to push him out of her. He grunts as he shoves back into her with herculean effort, her screaming escalating till she can only grunt her pleasure wordlessly.
Her pussy feels so good that he can't hold back any longer. The sight of his little sister cumming on his cock, her tits bouncing roughly as he shoves himself in and out of her as hard as he dares, sends him careening off of his edge.
Blinding pleasure takes over every fiber of his being. He feels his cum start to shoot out of him, his cock growing even more rigid with each release of himself into her. His fingers dig into the bed under her, fisting in the sheets as his body is barely able to process such pure ecstasy.
He grunts like an animal as he cums, forcing his eyes open and down to his sister under him as she watches him with unadulterated lust in her eyes. "FUCK!" he grounds out, his cock throbbing unbearably hard into her a few more times, pushing every ounce of cum in him inside of her.
His hips involuntarily push into her with each last throb, Clary moaning her pleasure at this into his face. When his orgasm, finally after what seemed like an eternity, starts to subside, he takes a deep breath and attacks her lips.
He's now voracious for her. He'll never have enough of his baby sister's tight pussy. He shoves his tongue into her mouth and she moans as she shoves hers in his. He pulls back after a long minute and she smiles up at him. "Did you like your baby sister's tight pussy?" she asks him, echoing his earlier thought.
"It's the best fucking thing in this world." He says earnestly to her, thrusting his now hardened cock back into her.
Her eyes widen with surprise. "Again? I don't know if I can take that kind of pleasure again." She says to him. "Your cock is too good."
"Don't worry." He says smirking at her, his cum leaking out between them. "My cock will give you so much pleasure that you never thought you could handle and you'll love every fucking second of it. You'll take my cock whenever I want it now, won't you?" To punctuate this, he thrusts into her and she tosses her head back and moans.
"As long as it feels like that, I'll fuck you anytime, anywhere." She says to him, locking her eyes with his.
"That's my good little sister." He grins back at her, pulling out and slamming back into her. "Who's is the only cock you'll ever want?"
He slams into her again. "My big brother's cock!" she screams. He hears his bedframe start to break apart underneath them. He grins wickedly as she writhes under him.
He tears his eyes from her under him and looks up to the huge holes in his wall from his headboard and then to the bloody mixture of his cum with her virginity before watching as a screw pops loose from his bed frame and rolls across the floor. His inner demon screams with satisfaction as Clary screams with hers.
"You're mine, now. Mine and no one else's!" he shouts as he fucks her into her their own sex-filled oblivion.
"YES!" Clary screams as she starts to cum again, sweat beginning to cover every inch of her body. "Only yours!"
Sorry if this is filled with mistakes. I'm posting it in a rush because it's super freakin' late. Thanks a trillion for reading my short stories from my sick depraved mind!
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