Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 151

Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 151

"Let me remind you, baby." He hooked the fabric, dragging it down my legs slowly, "Let me remind you who you fucking belong to."

He turned me harshly, pressing my back against him, my bare stomach leaning against. the railing.

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

But the risk made it intoxicating.

The way he easily pulled down his pants and freed his length made me shudder. And then, the next moment, he pushed inside my sore pussy. A yelp escaped my lips at the suddenness.

My body arched beneath him with a mixture of pain and pleasure, fear and desire, when he began to thrust into me.

He gripped my hips tightly, pulling me closer to him to give him a better angle for a deeper penetration.

"Ahh... Kester... Please..." I cried as he pushed me to the edge.

He moved his hand to my throat, his thumb rubbing against my pulse as he spoke, "You are mine. Only mine. Do you understand?" his voice was dark and dangerous. I nodded, breath coming in ragged gasps. "Don't make me kill anyone else because of you."

my

My brain was too busy to even proceed what he had just said. I just nodded blindly, moaning like a slut.

fuck me back!" He rasped, smacking my bare ass, making me to yelp. I

he thrust deeper, I noticed a section of the railing, a splintered piece of wood, looking increasingly fragile. The force of his punishing thrusts was making

even more.

hand held my waist firmly, keeping me

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My stomach clenched.

"Kester-

throat, fingers curling around it, cutting off my words

word." He warned, his voice dripping with so much control it

thrust rocking me forward, pushing

only seemed to worsen the break. If he didn't stop-if he kept

the rail..." I managed, but his fingers dug into

take it," He gritted his

inch of my body screamed for

throat tightened. "You

did. Goddess help me,

fear. The pleasure. The way his cock kept me

threatened to crumble.

be wrenched back by Kester's grip. He growled low in his throat,

with me," he commanded, his breath

The rail screamed beneath us, giving another warning