Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

KESTER.

She had seen it all. My little secret. I've been gathering and preserving them for years now, and all it took to discover them was her curiosity. She never lets things be. And now, she'll face the full brunt of the beast she had just unleashed.

"Kes... Kester..." I could hardly hear her voice over the wild rush of blood pumping

in my

veins.

I took slow steps forward, but she backed away until her heels collided with the bed behind her, and she fell into a sitting position on the bed.

She was a trembling mess on the bed, her wide, tear-glazed eyes locked on mine like prey caught in the gaze of a predator. Her lips quivered as though she wanted to speak but couldn't find the courage.

Her cute little face was wet with tears, and her eyes were swollen and red.

"Why did you come into my room, Kasmine?" I asked, doing all I could to calm the raging storm in me.

She froze immediately, her small hands clutching the hem of her tank top, wringing it nervously. Her tank top. Her skimpy shorts. Clothes I had told her not to wear, and yet here she was, in the same outfits that always made my cock rage.

She didn't know that I had asked her to stop wearing them for her safety... To keep her safe

from me.

She backed away instinctively, retreating until her slim frame pressed against the headboard. The sight stirred something dark and sinful in me.

I leaned forward, also climbing into the bed, slowly making my way toward her. Her scent hit me-a mix of something sweet, like vanilla, mingled with the heat of fear. It drove me further into the abyss of my rage.

"I... I didn't mean to find-"

lips curling into a bitter sneer, "should never

spilled freely down her cheeks now, and she shook her head. "I'm sorry, Kester. I didn't mean to

letting out a cold, humorless laugh. The bed creaked beneath my weight as I leaned forward, planting a hand on either side of her. "You've seen what I've been hiding. So tell me... how does

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in the way her chest heaved, her breath

slipping off one shoulder. Those damn shorts-so short they barely

was, looking like a fallen angel in my bed, staring up at me with

been looking. But

"I told you not to test me. But you always do, don't you, Kasmine? Always pushing, always curious. And now

parted as if to speak, but I silenced her

I

headboard, her body curling in on

a line like this?" I asked, my tone deceptively calm. "When

a part of me that was never yours to

I swear. Not a word about this to anyone. I promise. Just... let me go,” she whispered, her voice

voice, her wide, tear-streaked eyes- everything about her fed into the storm raging inside me. I didn't think. I

closing the space between

burst. Every dark, forbidden feeling I'd buried surged to the surface, wild and uncontrollable. The kiss wasn't soft. It wasn't gentle. It was hunger and madness wrapped in

further. My hands, which had been braced against the bed, moved instinctively. One

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everything I'd ever wanted and everything I knew I shouldn't have. Sweet, intoxicating, and utterly

erase the distance between us. The thin material of her tank top brushed against my chest, and I felt the heat of her skin even through the layers of fabric separating us. It wasn't enough. It would never

hands came up to my chest, attempting to push me off, but

was like pouring gasoline on

as I stole her breath away. The hunger in me was enough