Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

It took all the self-control I could muster to stay away from the house all weekend.

I could have done something I might end up regretting.

Whatever unholy feelings I was developing for Kasmine were beginning to get out of hand, and I didn't know for how much longer I could hold back.

I returned home just this morning to get ready for work.

I stood in front of Kasmine's door, contemplating whether to knock or not. I was, no doubt, ashamed of what had happened on Saturday. She felt my hard cock, and it was super embarrassing.

But, fuck it. Now wasn't the time for regrets. It was getting late, and we had to leave for the office.

Just as I was about to knock, the door pulled open, revealing my little sister - my obsession.

I froze.

She stood there, framed by the soft morning light spilling into the hallway. Her rich, brown hair cascaded over her shoulders in loose waves, a few strands catching the sunlight.

She looked... stunning. No, beyond stunning. Her blouse, a soft cream color, clung to her frame in all the wrong or maybe right-ways. The buttons strained slightly across her chest, teasing the curves I had no right to notice. She'd tucked it neatly into a dark pencil skirt that emphasized the perfect line of her hips and ended just above her knees, revealing the smooth, toned length of her legs. She was so beautiful that it felt sinful.

I felt my mouth go dry as my gaze dropped, tracing the shape of her body before snapping back up to meet her eyes.

Too late. The damage was already done. My pulse quickened, and my traitorous body reacted almost immediately.

A twitch in my pants made me curse silently. Fuck it. Not now.

My length strained so hard in my trousers that it made shame bloom hot across my chest.

"Kester?" Kasmine called. Her voice was soft and confused, and she cleared her throat. "Are you okay?"

fallen into. Her brows furrowed slightly; her lips parted as if she were about

I

widened, and she stepped back instinctively, crossing her arms

eyes on her face. "That skirt is too tight. And that blouse..." I swallowed

shifted from confusion to incredulity. "What? Kester, this is professional. It's just a blouse and a skirt! What's your

I snapped, my

into a disbelieving smile, "For

got me. Of course, I was the one

into something else," I said, my

tightened, and she tilted her head. "You can't be serious.

exactly as I say. Go in there and change into something else, and meet me in

as I stared at her through the glass pane separating my office from hers.

next to my office where I could see and know

something more... Decent? Not that the first outfit wasn't decent. I just couldn't bear the thought of having my baby sister flaunting all

living in self-denial, Kes," My wolf, Zeth, said with a

having nasty thoughts about

and scared Mine to death. He had almost claimed her.

needed to work on, but I've never

was my sister, for fuck's

countenance turned sour immediately as my

Karl.

tightened

fresh intern with an awkward haircut and far too much confidence for my liking. He walked into her office with that cocky grin plastered across his face, leaning casually against her desk like he belonged

then, Kasmine

up. The kind of smile that was rare, precious. The kind

Fuck.

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