Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 152

Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 152

All I could do was whimper at that point and pray my body could go on much longer.

Kester pulled out of me with a wet sound, his muscles still tense from holding me upright.

He made me face him and lifted me effortlessly, my legs wrapping around his waist on instinct, my slick heat rubbing against the hardness of his abdomen.

He didn't give me a moment to recover. His mouth latched onto my breast, and his hot, wet tongue swirled around the stiff peak before he bit down just enough to

make me gasp.

"Kester-

A sharp slap landed on my ass, the sting rippling through my body, sending a fresh wave of heat between my thighs.

"Shh, baby," he husked against my skin. He licked over the spot where his teeth had just been, soothing the burn before delivering another firm spank. “Fuck. I want to own every fucking part of you."

I whimpered, my fingers diving into his hair, tugging him closer. He walked us inside. The dim glow of the room highlighted the hunger in his gaze as he carried me toward the

couch.

I barely had time to process before he dropped onto the couch with me straddling his lap.

But he didn't move.

Instead, he just looked at me. I was a panting mess.

my face, drinking me in

only thing keeping him

mind. His intense stare always made my cheeks burn. I would never get used to Kester's intense stare. It did things to me that I was

placed his forehead against mine briefly before pulling away

gazing into my eyes.

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hear it, he

I

his

his jaw flexing

opening them again. "I fucking

lips, but nothing came

darkened, searching mine for an

back, he murmured, almost pleading. Tell me you love me,

I froze.

fingers twitched against my skin, his brows furrowing ever so

His voice was quieter

my head slowly, not able to

His breathing changed.

"Kasmine..."

say it. I couldn't

done. Everything he would do for me. And everything we were not meant to

words would sign

my back, tangling in my

swallowed and shook

his grip tightening. His control was slipping, that dangerous edge creeping