Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 372

But he clamped his mouth down on my shoulder and began to give it a hard, rough suck, nibbling in it ever so often, while increasing the pace

of his thrusts.

I shut my eyes tight, arms flying blindly, landing hits wherever I could – Rex’s chest, his shoulders, his face anywhere and anything, just fo push him off.

But he wouldn’t move. He barely even flinched. It was like trying to shove a wall with trembling fingers.

I felt his hard length poking my thighs, and bile rose to my throat.

Suddenly, he pulled out his fingers, which were now slightly wet, and brought them to his nose.

Gross.

So gross.

What disgusting men are these?

“You smell so good, babe,” He took a deep inhale before reaching for his belt.

and pulled his trousers halfway down his

pulling away, but he yanked the

swear. It did. My wrists and angles had turned sore

kept chanting his name

mine, and all I could see was festering hatred, “You’ve got some fucking nerves, haven’t you?” His tone was ice cold, “Say that

it happened, but I saw

The room went still.

laughed, confusing them. My lip split and was leaking blood. “You’re that terrified of him,

man, Kex. You’re a walking bag of cowardice pretending to

with disbelief. I smiled again and shook my head, “Kester will find me. And I’ll make sure

it, but if I couldn’t fight with

looked at me like I had

over a woman. You know where Kester lives, don’t you?” I looked from a blank–faced Nagel to a

big enough to face the Kester Hamilton?” My gaze trailed down his length, which

light I saw and the burst of colors… I had received a backhand so fast

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