Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 52

Chapter 54

Chapter 54

KASMINE.

He tasted like sin–dark, forbidden, and impossibly addictive. He was like every dark thoughts I'd ever had. How could something so forbidden be this addictive?

I should hate myself for this. I should feel shame curling in my stomach, twisting my insides. But instead, all I felt was heat. A deep, smoldering ache that refused to be ignored.

I was conflicted. But my desires were becoming stronger than my conflicts. Desire had a cruel way of twisting my reality, making the forbidden feel like the only thing that made sense.

Kester was a god-of sin, of pleasure, of ruin. And I had let him destroy me in the most devastating way possible.

He fucked like a god-like he owned me. And maybe he did.

Any woman would kill to have this.

Every part of me still throbbed with the memory of his touch. The way he stretched me and filled me so completely I thought I'd tear. The sinful, unbearable pleasure that left my body trembling at his mercy. The dirty words he whispered into my ears while he fucked me senseless. It all made my core quake.

When he kissed me, his lips tasted of dominance and ruin.

His kiss tasted like venom, but I drank it willingly.

I had given him everything-my first time, my innocence, my body. And instead of regret, all I could think about was how much I wanted him again.

more of him, even though I still

me, almost losing himself in the process. I nearly died

sinful it was, the more I was becoming

he murmured against my shoulder, "Do you still regret it,

heart pounded. Did

No.

feel-the way he unraveled me, shattered me, and put me back together-was unlike

slowly licking up the side of my face before finding my neck,

me

the sweet, sensational kiss he was peppering my naked body with, and my eyes half-opened, wondering why he stopped, but instead

a better view of what he hand held the back of my neck

about to do,

hips, pulling me forcefully

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in the air. I knew this position. I had seen it before, and

deeper penetration? My poor vagina

be like this," my voice quivered, and my protest was very

"You'll be the good girl

my lips, guiding his hot length toward my entrance. "Fuck..." He growled before impaling half his length into my wet

shrieked. My whole body tightened, and the sensation felt a thousand times more

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