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.

me back!" He rasped, smacking my bare ass, making me to yelp. I obeyed, moving my hips and waist

of the railing, a splintered piece of wood, looking increasingly fragile. The force of his punishing thrusts was

even more.

hand held my waist

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My stomach clenched.

"Kester-

fingers curling around

voice dripping with so much control it made my

caught in my throat as he drove into me harder, with each thrust rocking me forward, pushing me toward the very edge I was trying to

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

managed, but his fingers

said take it,"

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

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

help me, I

The way his cock kept

threatened to crumble.

body jolted forward, only to be wrenched back by Kester's grip. He growled low in his throat, dragging me against

with me," he commanded, his breath ragged against my ear. "I've got

he? The rail screamed beneath us,