Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 111

Chapter 111

KASMINE

Heat leaked through me, pooling between my thighs.

Apalm slid down my spine, pushing me further into the bed making my arch my back, before gripping my hips and positioning me the way he liked.

His other hand nudged my knees apart, parting my thighs with an ease that sent another wave of need crashing through me.

I felt his arousal so thick and hard, poking my entrance,

A dark chuckle vibrated against my skin. “Oh, baby... You have no idea what you've just asked for." And that was all the warning I got before I felt him sink himself deep and hard into my wetness.

I screamed, but thanks to the gag, it was well muffled.

Kester didn't think I deserved to adjust to the brutal force at which he had plunged into me because he continued immediately, sliding in and out of my pussy without a care in the world.

He fucked me. Hard. Fast. Unapologetically.

"This is what you wanted, huh?" he groaned, his voice laced with lust and a hint of dark satisfaction before pulling back until just the tip of his cock remained before slamming into me again, forcing a muffled cry from my

throat.

My body trembled, the force of his movements rendering me powerless against him. He wasn't simply taking me -he was proving a point, etching his dominance into my very bones.

voice was low, edged with something very dangerous. Another punishing thrust sent me forward, my knees scraping

Slam.

I tell you

Slam

"You Belong To. Me."

His other hand pressed against the small of my back, keeping me helplessly

his entire length into me until I could feel his balls slapping against my pussy.

that I felt I was going to be ripped in

was aflame, every inch of my skin hypersensitive to the ruthless pace he set. At first, it was thrilling. Having to be fucked like a whore by a man like Kester. Having to test him to see how unhinged he could

bound, I would have bolted out of the bed already. And

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his thrusts. My body was growing weak, and my pussy was already drying ont. But Kester

happens when you play with fire," he murmured darkly, his fingers digging into my hips,

burned."

mind. But he pulled me by my hair out of the bed, and before I could stand on my shaky legs, he picked

brought and poured some into his hands, smearing it all over

touched the cold wall, my hands still

but he didn't say a word. Instead, he

pleaded with him to stop, but I guess he didn't understand the language my eyes spoke because he plunged into me again,

tell me you can't take it anymore, baby.." He growled through gritted teeth, his pupils dilated,

the gag. 1 screamed my

stop, baby." He cursed.

control. I saw it. But it wasn't working. His control had slipped off his grip. It was as if the more he fucked

slammed into me, and I gasped at the impact,