Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 274

Chapter 274

"The other two times you hit m... he murmured through clenched ws, his voice dropping an octave, "I let you."

He stepped in, his chest brushing mine.

"Not anymore. So, don't get used to it, baby."

I tried to pull away, but his grip didn't budge. His other hand came to cup my jaw. My heart pounded wildly in my chest, panic and fury battling for control.

Was this it? Was this where he'd smash my head against the wall or ip out my heart or... Gods... How did I become this terrified of this man?

"Kester, let me go," I hissed.

But he just leaned in, close enough that I could feel the heat of his breath against my cheek. I could smell the citrus on his skin from his damn cologne, and I hated that it still made my stomach flutter.

"I didn't have my fill last night," he whispered, lips brushing against my ear. "And I'm still horny as fuck."

My blood ran cold.

breath as hot as sin. "When you get all tough. All that fire in your eyes....." His fingers brushed my waist, "Keep it up. Keep

voice dropping until it was

tied to that bed again, spread wide and helpless... taking every inch of

fuck, leaning closer, brows drawing together as if it were concern, "Don't worry, baby," he whispered, brushing his fingers against my lower stomach in a twisted parody of tenderness. "I'll make sure not to hurt our child.

it could

my face twisting in disgust and my lips parting in disbelief. "You're so sick and

smile widened like it savored the disgust

down my arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps that made me want to

back. His voice had hardened, and no more smiles. "We

from me and headed for the

to reject me," I said the words before I could overthink

bathroom. He didn't turn immediately. He just stood there, back tense, one hand on the

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shoulder,

into something Teral. Almost... hurt and

eyes narrowed. "After everything? After what I've tasted? I took your virginity, damn it. And do you even know what that means to me?" He shook his head slowly. "You don't know what you did the very first day you

snagging in my throat, "Please, Kester pleaded, "My mum... she might die