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.

over my face, drinking me in like

only thing keeping him

in his 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 so ashamed

forehead against mine briefly before pulling

gazing into my eyes.

1/3

Chapter 152

so softly I almost didn't hear it, he whispered, "I love

constricted, and I suddenly

in his

on my hips, his jaw flexing as he closed

them again.

my lips, but nothing

searching mine

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

I froze.

fingers twitched against my skin, his brows

said it before." His voice was quieter

my head slowly, not able to break

His breathing changed.

"Kasmine..."

parted, but I still couldn't say it. I couldn't let those

would mean accepting everything Kester was. Everything he had done. Everything he would do for

would sign

exhaled harshly, his fingers sliding up my back, tangling

swallowed and

tightening. His control was slipping, that dangerous edge creeping back into his voice. "Say