Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 27

Chapter 27

KESTER.

Fucking heavens.

If I died today, I'd die a fulfilled man. Last night's was etched into every nerve of my body. My cock still felt slick and sensitive from last night's session with Kasmine. She might have been a novice, but she'd taken me like a goddamn pro. She'd handled me like she was born for it.

And the way she'd melted under my control, fighting to mask her pleasure, made me want to drag her to her bed. and show her just how much more she could take.

A sly, stubborn smile curled my lips as I got ready for the day. Today was supposed to be packed with meetings and the usual corporate nonsense, but all I could think about was her. My obsession. My fucking weakness

I wish I could just skip all of that and stay at home all day with her.

Fuck, I needed more of her right now.

She was still shaken after last night's events, but that was fine. It was expected, really. I hadn't exactly gone easy on her. But she'd get used to it soon enough. I saw the way she came undone, her body betraying her resistance. She loved every second, no matter how much she tried to hide it.

Shoving those thoughts aside with effort, I grabbed my files and phone, heading downstairs. "Good morning, Mum," I greeted my stepmother as I reached the dining room.

“Good morning, Kester." She eyed me over her coffee mug her ever-critical gaze softening for a moment. "How did you sleep?"

"Like a dream." My smirk returned, though she wouldn't know the reason. "And you?" I placed the phone and the files I had in hand on the table, looking around. Where was she?

"Well enough, hun." She glanced around the room, her brow furrowing slightly. "Where's Kasmine? Is this how you let her lazy about in the mornings?"

Ah, there it was-the constant disapproval. My stepmother couldn't stand anyone not meeting her impossibly high standards. Hard work, discipline, perfection-her holy trinity.

I shrugged, playing it cool. "She's probably still in her room."

But hold on. Why wasn't she out yet?

frown deepened. "She should be up by now. You let her get

I leaned down, kissing her cheek lightly, before heading back

didn't bother knocking. What was the point? She belonged to me. And honestly, I'd developed a bad habit of barging in on her. There was something about catching her off guard, the way her cheeks flushed, her lips parted in shock-it fed the hunger I had

that made my cock rage whenever

room, anticipation simmering in my veins. I fully expected to find

the universe had heard my unspoken desires, here

her bed with her face tilted toward the celling, clay in the same nightle that had spelled trouble for

Chapter 27

looked

meal I'd

There it was -those deliciously conflicted expressions that I'd kill to see on her every single day. Her innocence, her unease, her beauty... it was all too much. She looked like something plucked straight out of a forbidden fairytale, and gods, I wanted to play

want?" she stammered, her voice barely a whisper. Her gaze darted everywhere but to me, her hands clutching the hem of her nightie,

trembling form. She was a vision of vulnerability, and it only

tried to retreat, but her rubvements

heels bumped against the edge of

almost whispered, "I am not a monster. You don't

and falling beneath the thin material of her nightie. She looked like a bird caught in a

my gaze. Gods, her eyes- those green depths I could drown in.

I don't regret it. And I don't want you to," I said softly,

to ever do it again, please,"

in closer, my hand still holding her chin, my thumb brushing the soft skin beneath her lips. "But you don't get to decide that, Mine," I murmured, my voice dropping to a husky whisper. "Can't you

so close our breaths mingled, and my lips hovered just above hers. Her gaze dropped briefly to my

right and wrong. "You're shaking," I whispered, my lips now brushing hers faintly,

you tremble when I touch you," I continued, my voice laced with

the warmth of her skin beneath my fingers

kiss me back." Her Eps parted, but no words came, only a shaky exhale that stirred something primal in me. Her eyes darted to my mouth again, betraying her thoughts. She wanted this as much as I

us vanished as I tilted her chin higher, my lips brushing hers in the lightest, most maddening touch.