Alpha Duncan Preston Pov
"Come with me into the shower." As she yanked my wrist away from her, she pouted like a pup.
I shook my head and stated emphatically, "I'm sorry, but I can't!"
She looked at me with furrowed brows as if she were mad at me. "Why?"
I coughed and avoided making eye contact with her, saying, "because you are no longer a pup! !"
"But I have seen you in the shower with that girl?!" she said, crossing her arms over her chest in a broken voice. "In addition, she is a complete stranger to you! But I'm your sister, Please." She pleaded with puppy eyes as if she were a helpless child.
I couldn't let her down, so I surrendered and said, "all right."
She took off all of her clothes in a split second as soon as we walked into the shower room, and I was completely speechless! That body belonged to a young girl, which I couldn't believe. It was difficult to keep my gaze away from her body as I gulped nervously.
My tongue, on the other hand, slipped a few words, "oh heck! I was under the impression that your body was still small, but—" I took a deep breath and tried to bring myself back to reality.
I was already breaking out in a cold sweat. She immediately turned her body around to face me and asked, "what do you mean?" After that, she pointed with her fingers to her breasts and said, "my breasts are getting bigger now—"
Next, turning around, she arched her butt to reveal, "and my butt is bigger too and —" she continued.
"There are few hairs down here," she said, placing her hand in between her legs, a little shyly but innocently, as she turned around again. "Do you think it's time for me to shave it?"
Because I didn't want her to be aware of what she was doing to me with her words, I trembled a little. That was completely incorrect. She was a young girl who happened to be my Younger- Adopted-Sister.
"Shut your mouth now!" I yelled at her, making her startle a little bit. "Refrain from looking at me. Despite your age, you are still a young girl."
Whether I was saying those words to myself to serve as a reminder or whether I was simply irritated that she was growing up too quickly, I couldn't tell.
Then, all of a sudden, she said to me, "Take off your clothes now."
Surprisingly, I drew my brows together. "What??!"
She explained with a shrug of her shoulders, "otherwise, you'll get soaked! Have you forgotten about bathing and shaving?!?" The fact that I was reacting in such a strange way puzzled her. I was aware of this, but she was unaware that my d!ck was twitching painfully in my pants, and I wanted to flee as soon as possible.
Oh no, I thought as I looked at the bathtub and said calmly, "Oh no. I'm going to be fine. "All you have to do is turn around."
But she stabbed the bathtub with her tiny feet, nagging and pleading with me, "please, please, please,."
"All right," I said with a sigh. "but don't bother looking."
Yes, my d!ck was a pain in the neck! I was erected, and I couldn't figure out what was wrong with me or why it was happening.
"Yes, my brother is taking a shower with me," she exclaimed as she clapped her hands in excitement. "He loves me more than he loves his girlfriend." When she said that, my eyes widened! What a spoiled brat she is. She's envious of my girlfriend, isn't she?
She looked at me strangely and said, "right, brother?"
"Yes?" I confirmed with a nod. "Sure—"
I sighed, but she spat her words into my face like flames of fire ready to burn me: "brother, do you want me to do something to you— like give you a lollipop?" I gasped again. "I saw your girl doing that to you, and I told you—"
With each blink, I swear that my tongue became entangled in the roof of my mouth.
"No, you are not allowed to touch my d!ck!" I yelled, losing my cool.
She suddenly grabbed my hand and placed it on her breast, saying, "then please touch my body," as if she were begging me.
I woke up gasping for air. I rubbed my eyes and looked at my surroundings, huffing and cursing under my teeth, "the heccccccccccccccck! The same dream again! What does that even mean?"
Mindy was my Younger- Adopted-Sister. To be honest, she didn't know she was adopted. She couldn't remember the days before her adoption. She was tiny, as I had heard from my parents. But they didn't tell me the story before their death, and they went to their grave with the secret.
Not so young, honestly_ Mindy is twenty-one-year-old.