Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 81

Chapter 81

KASMINE.

The phone dangled between Kester's fingers; the screen began to glow with the same name flashing persistently. Jake.

The way he held the phone, the way his jaw ticked beneath the dim sunset glow, the way his body coiled like a beast seconds away from striking-I knew I was in trouble.

Kester was a possessive man. Territorial to the point of madness. I had never tested his patience like this before. I'd danced around the edges of it, teased him with it, but now? Now, I had shoved a blade straight into the gut of his control.

"Where did you get that?" My voice came out hoarse, almost pathetic.

His lips twitched, but there was no amusement in his eyes. Only something terrifyingly dark. Something sharp enough to cut. "Where do you think, baby?"

I swallowed hard.

I had hidden it well. Or at least, I thought I had.

Kester hummed, tilting his head and running a thumb over the screen. "Funny thing about secrets, Mine," he murmured. "They don't stay buried for long." Then, right before my eyes, he turned and flung the phone into the water below. Gone..

I gasped, my pulse spiking, my body jerking forward instinctively like I could somehow retrieve it, but Kester was faster. His arm wrapped around my waist, dragging me back against his chest and forcing me to feel every ripple of muscle and every ounce of heat burning through his skin

He dipped his head, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. "I haven't killed him, you know..."

My heart stopped.

"He's just a boy," Kester continued, his voice so low and terrifying in its softness. "A small, fucking boy who doesn't even know what to do with a woman like you." He exhaled slowly, his fingers gripping my hips. "And because his late mother was once friends with mine, I let him breathe."

I trembled, my nails digging into the railing. "Kester-"

"But you," he cut me off, his teeth grazing my ear. "You're pushing me too hard, baby."

He turned me in his arms so fast my breath hitched, his dark, bottomless eyes pinning me.

"You keep testing me," he rasped, his thumb dragging along my throat. "Keep tempting me to be the man you know I can be." His hand slipped lower, curling around my waist. "Do you want me to snap?"

I whimpered, my knees locking together as his fingers slid up my thigh, under my dress, his knuckles brushing the heat between my legs.

"Tell me, Kasmine." His breath was a ghost against my lips, his body caging me

in, owning me, consuming me. Do you want me to remind you why no one else can have you?"

I hated how easily I melted for him.

How my body surrendered before my mind could even protest.

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I should have been angry. I should have fought back. But instead, I ached.

His eyes dropped to my mouth, and in one swift move, he crushed his lips against mine.

It wasn't a kiss.

It was destruction.

He swallowed my gasp, his hand fisting my hair as he kissed me like he wanted to mark me from the inside out. His tongue thrust into my mouth, demanding, taking, owning.

I moaned into him, my body arching, my hands clutching at his arms.

"You're shaking," he murmured, his breath hot against my ear. "Is it fear... or pleasure?"

A pulse of heat shot through me, and I whimpered as his hand wrapped around my throat, forcing me to meet his

gaze.

never fucking lie to me

I nodded breathlessly.

grip tightened, "Say

lie to you," I

touched his

he yanked my dress down, baring me to the cool evening air,

again. His tongue

digging into his hair as he moved lower, trailing wet kisses down my stomach, his

hooked the fabric, dragging it down my legs slowly, "Let me

my back against him, my bare stomach leaning against the

me was dizzying-just one slip, and I'd be swallowed by the water and darkness beneath

risk

me shudder. And then, the

body arched beneath him with a mixture of pain and pleasure, fear and desire, when

1. me.

closer to him to give him a better angle for a

as

against my pulse as he spoke, "You are mine. Only mine. Do you understand?" his voice was dark and dangerous. I nodded, my breath coming in ragged gasps. "Don't

was too busy to even proceed what he had just said. I just nodded

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rasped, smacking my bare ass, making me to

wood, looking increasingly fragile. The force of his punishing thrusts was making it crack and splitter even

but his hand held my waist firmly,

My stomach clenched.

"Kester-

around it, cutting off my

warned, his voice dripping with so much control it

whimper caught in my throat as he drove into me harder, with each thrust rocking me forward, pushing me toward

wood, my nails biting into the smooth surface, but it only seemed to worsen the break. If he didn't stop-if he kept driving into me with this recklessness, one particularly

I managed, but his fingers dug into

take it," He gritted his

against my ribs. Every inch of my body screamed for survival, but another, deeper part of me- one far more dangerous-thrived

on my throat tightened. "You love it, don't

help me,

pleasure. The way his cock kept me tethered even as the world beneath us

gave a sickening lurch. My body jolted forward, only to be wrenched

he commanded, his breath ragged against

The rail screamed beneath us, giving another warning that

Then-

No, no no-

A final snap.

The rail shifted.

but Kester was faster. His arms locked around my waist, yanking me against his chest just

with his arm wrapped across my neck, fucking me through the chaos like nothing had just

there was.

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around my throat again, pulling my head

He smirked when he saw

my eyes.

point and pray

longer.

sound, his

me face him and lifted me effortlessly, my legs wrapping around his waist on instinct,

to recover. His mouth latched onto my breast, and his hot, wet tongue swirled around the stiff peak before he bit down

make me gasp.

"Kester-"

my ass, the sting rippling through my body, sending a fresh wave of heat between

skin. He licked over the spot where his teeth had just been,

my fingers diving into his hair, tugging him closer. He walked

glow of the room highlighted the hunger in his gaze as he carried

he dropped onto the couch

his lap.