Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 87

Chapter 87

KESTER.

The ocean stretched wide before me, endless and serene, the waves rolling in gentle, rhythmic crashes against the

shore.

I had never been the kind of man to marvel at nature, but today, standing on this beach with the salty breeze brushing against my skin, I found myself appreciating the beauty of it.

Yet none of it—not the brilliant blue sky, not the golden sunlight reflecting off the water-held a candle to the sight in front of me.

Kasmine.

I watched my obsession tense every now and then, trying to walk with her legs pressed tightly together.

She went and sat beneath the shade of a small coconut stall her legs crossed at the knees, doing everything she could to avoid looking in my direction.

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Her dark hair tumbled over one shoulder, the ends damp from an earlier swim, and her flawless skin shimmered under the sun.

That bikini-that goddamn bikini.

She had worn it despite my warning. The black fabric clung to every curve of her body, leaving just enough to the imagination while revealing far too much for my liking. It hugged her breasts perfectly, teasing a swell of cleavage that had drawn more than one pair of wandering eres since we arrived. The bottoms sat high on her hips, emphasizing the smooth curve of her waist, her toned stomach, and-

I clenched my jaw.

She knew exactly what she was doing. She had packed it just to test me, just to push my patience to its very edge. But she hadn't expected that I'd have my own form of punishment waiting.

Now, she squirmed in her seat, her thighs pressed together, her fingers wrapped around the coconut she drank from. The way her lips curled around the straw, the way her throat moved as she swallowed-fuck.

Her entire body was betraying her.

Every shift of her hips, the subtle squeeze of her thighs... She was suffering, and I was the cause.

I leaned back against my chair, stretching my legs out in the sand, my fingers casually resting in the pocket of my shorts where the small remote sat snugly.

I hadn't even turned it up past the second setting yet.

"Kester, are you even listening to me?"

June's voice pulled me from my thoughts. She sat beside me, annoyingly close, her bikini-covered thigh brushing against my own. I barely spared her a glance.

"What?"

She huffed, tossing her wet blonde hair over her shoulder, her expression somewhere between irritation and amusement. "I've been talking for the past five minutes, and you've just been sitting here glaring holes into Kasmine."

I smirked.

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Not glaring. Watching.

to offend you this time?" She asked, and I almost scoffed. Kasmine

nothing," I replied, turning my head slightly, eyes

1 pressed the button.

Just a little higher.

from her hands her legs squeezing together so

Perfect.

totally oblivious, nudged me. "Are you sure

"No."

sure looks like you're

the dial

Kasmine's breath hitched.

covering it up as if she had simply

cough left her lips, a man appeared in

He strode up to her as fast as he could, his face laced with so much

entire body

lay, sitting forward, my gaze locked onto the scene unfolding before me. My fingers twitched around

bastard leaned in, saying something to her, while his hand still lingered

agitated, pounding at my chest and shaking the bars of its

laughed at whatever it

She fucking laughed.

that laughter didn't last for too long because her gaze net mine, and her entire body stiffened

Good.

attracted a fine young man," June teased, and

made bile rise to

so tight

next breath,

chitchat that was building up there. She scrambled to her feet, spinning on her heel and practically

THE

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a hand shot out, grabbing my wri.

"Kester-"

ordered in a deadly tone. "Stay here. Do not

loosened, her lips parting slightly like she wanted to

damp hair bouncing against her back as she weaved through the crowd. She didn't even

polished floors, heading straight for the restrooms at the far end. I caught a glimpse of her

distance just as she

out, fingers pressing firmly against

The door didn't budge.

tried again, a half-hearted attempt, but she

knew she'd already