Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 36

Chapter 36

KESTER

I meant every word I just told her. The earlier Claire stopped bothering me, the better for Kasmine. Otherwise, I'd punish her if that would make her set boundaries between me and her pestering friend.

I pushed through my bedroom door, my anger radiating offine like a storm, spilling into the air like smoke. The shift in the atmosphere was instant, thickening with my mood, and unfortunately, June took notice.

"Kester..." She was on her feet in an instant, crossing the room toward me. "I waited up all night for you."

And?

All I saw in her was a stubborn child, desperate for attention.

Why was she telling me that? Does it look like I care? Didn't I tell her to go to sleep?

Her blonde hair was styled to perfection-sleek, shining, not a strand out of place. So, she really badn't slept.

The thought annoyed me more than it should have. What was she expecting? A reward?

I ignored her, stripping off my watch and tossing it onto the dresser before heading straight for the closet. 1 barely made it three steps before she spoke again.

"Where is Mine? Is she better now?" She asked and instantly, the world around me stilled.

I didn't know when I turned sharply and shot her the kind of glare that made her flinch. Good.

I turned to face her fully, my eyes narrowing dangerously on her, "Never in your entire fucking life call her that,"

I approached her slowly, and she took slow, desperate steps backward, "I am the only one who calls her that. You have no right to..." I counted my words through gritted teeth

Her lips parted, and I saw her wide eyes glistening as if she might cry.

And? Who gives a fuck?

Her Tears meant nothing to me.

"Have I made myself clear?" I breathe out, stopping in my tracks, my eyes never leaving hers.

She nodded frantically, "Ye... Yes. Yes. I'm sorry," She said almost in a whisper.

"Good"

For the rest of the morning, June avoided me like a plague, and I'd never been so thankful for anything.

I was in a hurry to head out to the office and leave her tedious presence at home. She insisted she had nothing to do in her office today and planned on staying at home all day.

I couldn't care less. She should do whatever the fuck she wanted, as long as she didn't interfere with my life.

pushed Kasmine's door open as usual, and I found her already dressed for the

thought I'd meet a little resistance from her after last night. She did that a lot. So, seeing her

deep V-cut slicing down her back, exposing the flawless stretch of sun-kissed skin I ached to mark, made my mouth water and my throat bobbed as I

at her knees, yet

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hadn't fucked her yet, but I certainly will

sin

unraveling strand by agonizing strand, especially with the way she seemed to bloom more every day. Her body had softened in all the

setting down the perfume bottle she had been holding, and met my gaze. Confidence flickered in her

gaze, and I found it

toward her. My eyes, dark with lust and need, drank her in, savoring every dip

fluttered, and her fingers twitched at her sides. She was nervous. Good. But she was still trying to stand her

fed on fear, and she was trying to starve me. But it would take her quite a long time to overcome the slight anxiety that comes

resistance needed to be crushed- but she had this quiet, simmering strength beneath her recent attempt at compliance, and fuck, it made me want to test just how much she could

breath away from her, so close I could feel the heat radiating off her skin. My gaze swept over her slowly, drinking in the way the black fabric molded to every

murmured, my

as she swallowed, her fingers clenching

office," I continued, my tone deceptively casual, as if I weren't already picturing exactly how I'd do it. "Press you against the sink, slide that dress up over

Shes

and I knew she was imagining it

slowly

her, my hands settling on her waist. Her body tensed beneath my touch, and

my blood thrum with

Fuck

breathed, letting my

felt her shudder against me, her fingers twitching as if

push me away or pull me

I chose for her.

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and guided them toward my shoulders,

breathe

unhurried, tracing the lip of her back, the swell of her hips.

I whispered against her ear, my voice dropping into something dangerously low. "Why, Mine? Didn't get a release when you touched

securely to this bed and fucking her into oblivion, giving her the release

now, my teeth grazing it lightly. She flinched, letting out a small whimper

closed as if imagining

over her cheek and letting my voice soften.

lashes lowering just enough to

to look at me, "Do you know what that

but she didn't

I will be the one to take it," I

ever give it to another man, I will

Her breath hitched.