[Warning: Dark Scene, Rape, Bloody Rape Ahead! Read At Your Own Risk!]
Fergus meant it when he said she turned him on because she really did. Now, he couldn't hold back anymore. With a snarl that ripped through the night air, he tore through the fabric of her shirt, exposing her bare skin.
A surprised and horrified gasp erupted from the girl, her hands over her mouth in shock. Fergus leaned back and took a glimpse of her blossoming and ripening breast and drew in a dramatic breath.
"So young, so not young too. How beautiful and holy is that?" He whispered and lowered his head, cupping her left breast in his mouth.
The girl whimpered under him, tapping her unconscious sister. "C— Clea?" She called sobbing.
Nah. Those sobs of hers were grating on Fergus's nerves. It was getting in the way of his pleasure but also muzzling him to do more. To touch her more, albeit in a much more gruesome way this time.