My step-brother [Punk Niall Horan] {16+}

Melanie is the 'good girl' well that's what everyone makes her out to be, which she grows to hate.

But what happens when Niall Horan, the dangerous one, becomes her step-brother. And what if they become a little to close?


7. Chapter 7

"Fuck you Niall." I spat but all he did was chuckle. I tried to push him off but Niall was way stronger. "Seriously. Fucking get off of me." I growled. "Do you have any idea how hot you look right now?" He spoke, taking the piercing on the right side of his lip inbetween his teeth. I rolled my eyes at him and his hand travelled to my right leg, pulling it up so that he could get even closer. I gave him an evil glare and he smirked. His lips came in contact with mine but I didn't kiss him back. I wouldn't give him that satisfaction. But he didn't seem to mind as he continued to kiss me roughly. "Stop, Niall." I mumbled against his lips. "You really want me to?" He asked and I nodded. His lips pulled off of mine. "Mind telling me that again? Do you really want me to?" He asked and I looked down at the ground. "Yes." I answered and he chuckled, putting a finger underneeth of my chin, making me look up at him. "Look me in the eyes and tell me you want me to stop." He said and I took a shaky breath as I stared into his eyes. "I want you to stop." I spoke but it wasn't as confident as I hoped for it to be. It sounded like a nervous mumble. Niall chuckled again. What's up with him and the chuckling? "Liar. I win." He whispered before putting his hands under my bum and making me jump. 

Niall carried me upto my room since it was the closest and threw me on the bed while I looked at him. "Stop doing that." He growled and I gave him a confused look. "I'm not doing anything?"I said but it came out more as a question. "Stop looking at me so innocent." He said and I rolled my eyes at him. He placed himself onto the bed, hovering over me as his eyes kept going from my lips to my eyes. "Don't roll your eyes at me, Mel." He whispered huskily as his lips came in contact with my neck, slowly kising and sucking the bare skin. He slowly sucked on the weak spot on my jawline and I let out a small moan. A smirk emediaty grew on his lips. "You like that, don't you?" He said against my neck. I bit my lower lip and looked at the ceiling, not answering him. Suddenly he ripped my shirt off, causing me to gasp slightly. Niall chuckled deeply and I was so close to smack the smirk off of his face. "Don't look at me like that." Niall moaned before ripping his own shirt off. I couldn't help but stare at his bare tattooed chest. "Wait until you see down there." He smirked and I rolled my eyes. "There's not much to see down there." I mumbled under my breath and as soon as I said that my skirt got ripped off. Niall grabbed something from the back pocket of his jeans that soon flew off of the bed and onto the floor with the rest of our clothes.

As soon as Niall took his boxers off my eyes widened slightly a the sight of his length. "Still think there's nothing much to see there." He mumbled angrily under his breath. He ripped open the sliver package with his teeth before sliding the condom on slowly and ripping off my thong before positioning himself right. "I'm going to make you scream my name you slut." He growled before slamming into me. I gasped loudly. Niall groaned and quickened his phase. "You're so tight." He moaned huskily next to my ear. "Say my name." Niall groaned loudly as he went a little faster. I bit my lower lip and shook my head no. His eyes turned dark and at this point he was basically banging me. "N-Niall." I moaned sotly and he groaned. "Louder, bitch." He nearly yelled. "F-fuck y-y-you." I spat. He started to suck my neck at he pounded in and out of me. "Niall." I moaned loudly and he smirked. "Good job, whore." He growled and I looked at his face while biting my lip, trying to hold back moaned that were threathening to escape my mouth. He turned his head so that he was looking at me. "Stop fucking looking at me like that it makes me want to fuck all of the innocence out of you." He growled. A loud moan escaped my mouth as I was close. Soon I gasped loudly and a loud scream escaped my mouth. "Niall." I moaned and he groaned. "Hold on." He moaned loudly and ten minutes or so later Niall had reached his orgasm and he disposed off of the used condom before colapsing onto the bed next to me, pulling me close by the waist. "I still hate you." I mumbled and he chuckled.

"Sure you do." He said gripping my bum.

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