Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother novel Chapter 125

Chapter 125

KASMINE.

“Let me go, Kester!” I managed to choke out, but my words barely made it past my dry throat. I clawed at his arm as I struggled against the iron grip around my throat.

His body pressed into mine, caging me against the wall, heat radiating from him like an inferno.

But it was his eyes—those eyes–that made terror freeze up my blood.

Dark. Dilated. Ferocious.

Unhinged.

“Kester,” I gasped, my voice cracking, “you’re hurting me!”

His lips curled into a wicked, twisted smile. “Good,” he murmured, as if that was what he wanted, as if my panic was exactly what he needed. “Good.”

“Please…” I breathed.

“What? Can’t stand the beast you awakened?” He seethed, his words coming in a snarl. “Such a perfect performance tonight, Kasmine. Bravo.”

His voice was simmering with a madness that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. It was like I wasn’t even looking at the man I knew anymore. This was something else–something unrecognizable and dangerous.

His face was inches from mine, breath fanning across my cheek, bitter with whisky and rage.

I kicked my feet against the ground, trying to push myself away from the wall, but it was pointless. His body was like a cage. He wasn’t moving, and every breath felt like it might be my last.

My lungs screamed for air as his grip tightened around my throat, fingers digging in, making my vision blur at the edges.

I wheezed.

My legs weakened. My body trembled.

Stars began to pop behind my eyes.

I could feel life slipping in slow motion.

“Didn’t I warn you not to go anywhere around Jaden ever again?” He growled, baring his teeth, “Yet you defied me, Mine. You did.” His grip on my throat shifted, digging in even deeper.

“Didn’t I tell you I’d make you pay if you kept pushing me? If you kept testing me? And now, look where we are.” Something dark flashed across his face.

Then, finally, thank Selene and her mercies, his hand dropped from my throat.

I stumbled, coughing, clutching my neck, but before I could pull away, his hand shot out, grabbing my chin and forcing me to look at him.

“What else do you want from me, Kasmine? What?” He pulled away and took a step back, and I could feel frustration radiating from him.

“It doesn’t matter anymore, Kester. Maybe if you had been open enough with me, we wouldn’t be at this point,” I

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replied, rubbing my neck

“What do you mean?” He asked, hopeful that the conversation was finally leading somewhere.

“You keep way too many secrets from me, Kester. If you had just come clean about your feelings for June, maybe I wouldn’t have misunderstood things when I saw you and her together the other day.” I said.

“But….” He tried speaking up, but I stopped him.

“How about the actual reason Alpha Kex is hell–bent on ruining you? What about me being betrothed to Jaden? Even Karina? Heck, who do you have locked up in a certain basement?!” I listed, and all he could do was scoff, shutting his eyes before opening them again to stare blankly at me.

My hand moved before I could stop it.

It was hard and punishing. His mouth was a frenzy against mine like a desperate, violent need. He kissed me like he was trying to claim me, to swallow me whole, and to make me feel everything he had bottled up inside.

I tried to pull away. I sincerely wanted to. But it was impossible. The kiss was overwhelming, torturing me in a different way now. The rage, the hunger, the control–it all wrapped around me in a way that was even more

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His hand gripped my waist, pulling me closer, pushing his body against mine, as if he was trying to force himself inside me, to bury himself so deep there would be no escape.

His other hand fisted in my hair, tilting my head back. Mine gripped his shirt like I needed it to survive.

He kissed me like a man who’d been living in drought and finally found water.

And I-

I kissed him back.

Because the truth was, I’d been drowning too, and he was the only one who ever knew how to burn and breathe in

the same breath.

And somewhere between that kiss, the madness in his eyes, and the heat of his touch, I realized something–he wasn’t letting me go.

Not now. Not ever.