Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother novel Chapter 14

Chapter 14

KESTER.

Getting your head back on straight is hard enough on a typical day.

But when you’ve just seen her–a stunning, maddening woman in one of those tiny dresses I’ve warned her not to wear–fuck, it becomes nearly impossible.

The small, flowery dress clung to her curves like a second skin, so short and delicate I could probably shred it with a single tug of my fingers. The image of it falling away, the bare expanse of her skin beneath, burned in my mind.

And those green eyes of hers… Why the hell does she stare at me like that? Like she knows exactly what she’s doing to me.

It wrecks me every time.

Blood rushed south, hot and primal, and I nearly lost myself. Again.

Now, here I was, tortured and frustrated, staring at my laptop and watching her read a book.

I was fucking watching her read a book!

Her long legs are tucked under her, the hem of that damned dress riding up just enough to tease. I could watch her for the rest of my life.

I shouldn’t be watching her. I know that. But the truth? I can’t stop. I’m obsessed, and every second I spend in her presence only deepens it.

At first, when Dad had come up with the idea of marrying a new wife, I was pissed at him. Not after what he did to my mum – the same reason we both have a lot of friction between us. And sometimes, I wonder if my stepmother was truly enjoying or enduring her marriage to my father.

We’ve never been on good terms. However, he’s been doing all he could to set things right between us, like making me visit home on weekends when I finally bought my mansion here in the city.

I found it boring and disturbing. The only thing that made it worthwhile was the thought of peeping at my stepsister from the hole I had carved on the wall separating both our rooms.

I had carved that hole when I was twenty. In a bid to justify my stupid action, I convinced myself that it was just to keep an eye on her so she wouldn’t hurt herself.

Funny. Stupid, even.

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Chapter 14

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Hurt herself with what and why?

But I guess old habit never dies. Here I was, with not just a hole in the wall but tons of cameras planted all over her room, allowing me to enjoy the view of everything she did and every move she made.

Wait. Hold on.

I watched her stand up from the bed and walk toward her closet. My heart picked up speed as I feared it was what I imagined.

She… She wanted to use the shower. I had to look away.

“Keep staring, Kester. She is ours,” My wolf said. He always called her ours. Was he insane? Not that I won’t make her ours, but he always sounded as though it was natural and acceptable.

“Shut the fuck up,” I mutter under my breath, dragging a hand down my face as my gaze caught something… That corner of the room wasn’t properly captured. I could barely see her. Just a tiny part of that corner was visible.

“Fuck!” I slammed my fist on the bed in rage. I told those motherfuckers to do a perfect job, and I thought they did.

Then, I saw something. A part of her… This should be a sin. It should be forbidden. But it thrilled me. It was a glimpse… Just a glimpse. The curve of her breast, barely visible as she peels off the straps of that dress.

It was quick. So quick that I almost didn’t see it.

Although it was blurry, it would do. I quickly took a screenshot of it and saved it in my gallery, along with the others.

My dick hardened painfully, feeling so hot and heavy from just staring at the blurry image, the desire to burst into her room and claim her was nearly overwhelming. To see her fully, taste her skin, and hear her breath hitch under my touch. Perhaps I could have a little taste of those rosy nipples, too.

I guess I had accepted the fact that Kasmine wasn’t just my sister anymore. She was now my obsession.

The ringing of my phone shattered the sweet thoughts I was having.

Fuck.

There was always that distraction. Always.

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“What?” I growl into the receiver, barely containing my frustration.

But there were times when I felt like strangling him with my bare hands, just like now.

“How dare you?” I said, my voice gruff and dangerous. “First, your Alpha dared make me travel all the way here for a meeting he knew so well he wasn’t going to attend; then you have the effrontery to speak such nonsense to me about my sister?” I growled.