Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother novel Chapter 51

Chapter 51

Chapter 51

KASMINE.

“Kester, no! You can’t do this.” My voice trembled, but it barely left my lips before he had me. His grip was firm, almost punishing, as he yanked me toward him by my ankle. I gasped when I felt the weight of him press down on me, the heat of his body sinking into mine, and the realization of how much trouble I had gotten into came hitting me hard.

“You’re my brother,” I rasped, fingers curling against his chest as if I could push him away. “This was never meant to go this far. Please, Rester-”

But reason had long left his eyes.

Desperation surged through me. I cupped his face in my shaking hands, forcing him to look at me. “I’m your sister. This is wrong, Kes. “I whispered, pleading, searching for a glimmer of restraint in those smoldering. ravenous eyes.

Never–never in my wildest fantasies did I imagine giving my virginity to my stepbrother. I knew I had fantasized a whole lot of other things, but this? Sticking his dick into my vagina? Him claiming what had never belonged to anyone? It terrified me.

His eyes were molten with desire. His large hand slid down to my waist, fingers digging in possessively, holding me in place as his mouth crashed over mine, devouring, burning, I whimpered against his lips, tom between resistance and surrender. He kissed me like a man starved, his tongue plunging past my lips, dominating, demanding. The taste of him was sinful–raw heat and frustration tangled into one fevered assault.

He kissed fiercely with all the pent–up anger he’d been harboring all night.

He tilted my head with his fingers tangled in my hair, plundering into my mouth and dominating me as always. A treacherous moan escaped my throat before I could stop it.

I pressed against his chest, my mind screaming at me to push him off, to end this before it spiraled beyond return.. But the fire in his touch had already begun its slow, agonizing burn inside me.

“Kester…” My breath hitched between kisses, my protest drowning in the way he swallowed my words, my willpower crumbling with every stroke of his tongue fucking my mouth. “This… is wrong ”

My center betrayed me, weeping for attention.

Heat pooled low in my belly, spreading between my thighs in a shameful, aching need.

“Who made it wrong, hm?” he murmured as he rolled his hips, pressing his hard arousal against my pulsing innocence. “Tell me, Mine–was it wrong when you let me touch you last time? When you moaned my name while you touched yourself the other day?”

He reached down and found my nipple, rolling it roughly between his fingers. Another moan betrayed me as a new wave of pleasure erupted through me.

Heat licked through my veins, my thighs clenching involuntarily as my core ached for him. Shame colored my face, but I quickly looked away.

His breath was heavy, and his voice was thick with a dangerous obsession. His fingers slipped lower, pressing against my drenched folds, “Fuck you’re soaking wet for me. Did Jake also make you this wet?” He asked, and my stomach dropped, but before I could dwell on the thought, he pressed his hardness against my entrance, forcing a sharp cry from my lips.

Chapter 51

“You’re also perfectly shaved,” he lumined, “Was this also for that bastard?” I ignored him. Of course, it wasn’t. I kept down there shaved all the time. I liked it that way.

I looked up at his lustful eyes, “Do you know what it means if you take my virginity? This will never end well. It can’t be, please,” I tried to reason with him.

A chuckle rumbled in his chest, “I know damn well what it means, Mine.” He pulled closer, leaning, ever so close, It means any other man who touches you will die by my hands.”

“You are insane! You are… You need help!” I yelled at him from the instant fear his words put in me, pounding on his chest and struggling out of his grip, but his hand shot out and held both my hands securely in his large one, pinning them above my head.

“You can scream all you want. June isn’t home,” He announced, and for a heartbeat, I feared. Even if I didn’t want this, there was no one to help me, no matter how hard I decided to cry and yell.

“You betrayed me, Mine… Can I ever forgive you for that?” He rested his forehead against mine, panting with his eyes closed, “You pushed me too far..” His lips ghosted over mine, a shuddered breath escaping him. “And now… now I can’t control my actions anymore.” he sounded regretful.

“Kester… I’m sorry. I was…” The words died in my throat. had so many excuses for what I had done. But none of those excuses seemed enough to heal the level of brokenness Kester was displaying. It scared me.

His indifference ran down my spine, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

I shook my head as a tear slid down my cheek, “We shouldn’t be doing this… We shouldn’t.” I whispered in resignation, knowing there was nothing else I could do to stop him.