Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 78

KESTER.

Putting her to sleep on the flight was child's play. A necessary inconvenience.

I had to.

Otherwise, she would have gotten in the way of what I intended to do. And the commotion that followed-when everyone found out there was a body locked inside the convenience-would have ruined this trip before it even began.

I had no regrets. The world was full of corpses, and one more wouldn't tip the scales.

This wouldn't be the first time a corpse turned up on a plane. And it sure as hell wouldn't be the last.

Now, I only had to hope the reporters would shut up about it. The frequency at which they broadcasted the incident was becoming an irritation, but nothing I couldn't handle.

I knew she'd be mad when she found out, but she'd get over it.

My eyes roamed over her, drinking in the sight of her body wrapped in the sexy outfit I had chosen for her, which was turning me on to a feverish degree. She looked fucking perfect.

A perfect slut for me.

Did she even realize how sinfully gorgeous she was? Women spent money, time, and endless effort chasing bodies like hers. But she had it effortlessly. Naturally. Like she was sculpted by the gods for the sole purpose of being my personal ruin.

She shifted slightly, her breathing uneven as her gaze darted toward the array of toys I'd laid out. I saw the conflict and anticipation in her eyes. She'd never done this before. I know. It was all new to her.

She was a blank canvas, untouched, and I was the artist, ready to paint her with my desires.

She had no clue what I had in store for her, how far I would take her, and how thoroughly I intended to own every inch of her body. I would own her body and soul until she was nothing but a vessel for my pleasure.

I never intended for us to have a boring sex life, after all.

"But I don't know anything about these,” she murmured in a voice smaller than usual, swallowing the anxiety creeping up her throat.

She never knew anything.

That was the best part.

So fucking naïve. And I was happy to be the one shaping her, breaking her, ruining her, tainting her... I was molding her into the kind of woman I wanted her to be for me while I made myself the man she wanted.

"You'll learn, baby," I climbed over her, taking off the robe that covered that perfect slutty lingerie I wore her.

My fingers traced down her arms slowly before I caught her wrists in one firm grip and pinned them above her head

"There are so many sinful things I want to do to you, Kasmine."

I felt her shiver beneath me, her pulse quickening.

"And gods help me, I will ruin you so completely that all you will ever crave is the darkness and destruction I

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bring."

She moaned and licked her bottom lip, her eyes half closed

I secured her wrists to the headboard, the cold metal chains locking into place with a soft click.

She gasped.

I had specifically made this ready even before we arrived. I was specific about a whole lot of other things she'd get to see as we explored the whole house, fucking until we barely remembered anything else other than the taste of

sin.

I leaned down, my lips brushing the shell of her ear.

dark intent. "You were made for this. Made for me. You'll enjoy

in uneven waves, and I could feel the rapid thrum of her pulse against my lips as I

murmured, my hands already

teased her navel with my fingertip, drawing a moan from

the delicate line of lace that

locking with her moist

lubricate her dry lower lip before she spoke. "I... I trust you," she

I lowered my head, my lips brushing against the soft curls at the apex of her thighs. The scent of her arousal was an intoxicating, heady mix of

Fuck.

dragging my hands over her thighs, fingers teasing the sensitive flesh. This was

ears.

murmured, pressing a soft kiss to the inside of her thigh. "It's fine, baby. This will be one of the

done this before. I don't know..." Her voice trembled too much, and it

do

do as I pleased. I gently pulled off her thong. Gods above.

body in

open with my thumbs, I took my time to admire the slick, glistening heat of her. My tongue darted out, dragging lazily over the soft seam of her folds. She gasped, her body arching beneath me. Her reaction

smirked against her, letting my tongue explore her, tasting the sweet, sinful essence of her

her, teasing her clit with the tip of my tongue, eliciting a soft moan. I wanted to savor her, to

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of her, to

sinful. It made me want to hear it again and again. I want my touch

the delicate bud of her clit, swirling

it with flicks and flicks before sucking

She breathed, releasing more of

course, baby. I'm only getting started," I

tasted

clit with a rhythmic pulse, mimicking the thrusts

moans filled the room, growing louder and more desperate, her body writhing against the restraints. "Yes... like

her back, again and again, until she was begging for more. I wanted to hear her scream my name, to feel her body clench around me, to

neared the edge. Just as she was about to

depths. "Kester..." she gasped, "I... I told you

together, but my hands held

my lips. “Patience, little sister," I murmured. I

air down her center, and she squirmed at

and her thighs tremble as

still.

was

slick folds, swirling around her clit before flattening my tongue and dragging it up the

child would a lollipop, and

she was about to come undone again, I pulled back once more, denying her

chains, her cries growing louder, "Please... Kester... please..." she begged and sobbed. She was needy as

she was beautiful like

thigh, watching the way her muscles twitched beneath my touch." Such a pretty little thing," I murmured, tracing my lips along her inner thigh,

skin.

her muscles clenching and unclenching, desperate for

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a single finger inside her, groaning at how

Fuck, she was drenched.

Kester..." She gasped, her body arching against the restraints. I smirked, curling my finger inside her, pumping in slow, teasing strokes, mimicking the rhythm of

Her juices slicked my fingers. She was

second finger, stretching her, working her open. Harder. Deeper.

soft, sensitive spot inside her, making her

out.

out my fingers. "Gods, Kasmine. You are a fucking slut... My slut..." I said, lifting her legs and bending them towards her stomach, exposing her small, pink pussy. The sight of her, so open, so vulnerable, sent a jolt of raw desire through me. I knelt before her, the view so intoxicating, like a feast for my hungry eyes. Dipping my two fingers back into her thick heat,

with my free hand, muffling her cries, wanting to

her inner thigh as my

me, her tears wetting my palm,

made my