Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother novel Chapter 36

Chapter 36

KESTER

I meant every word I just told her. The earlier Claire stopped bothering me, the better for Kasmine. Otherwise, I’d punish her if that would make her set boundaries between me and her pestering friend.

I pushed through my bedroom door, my anger radiating offine like a storm, spilling into the air like smoke. The shift in the atmosphere was instant, thickening with my mood, and unfortunately, June took notice.

“Kester…” She was on her feet in an instant, crossing the room toward me. “I waited up all night for you.”

And?

All I saw in her was a stubborn child, desperate for attention.

Why was she telling me that? Does it look like I care? Didn’t I tell her to go to sleep?

Her blonde hair was styled to perfection–sleek, shining, not a strand out of place. So, she really badn’t slept.

The thought annoyed me more than it should have. What was she expecting? A reward?

I ignored her, stripping off my watch and tossing it onto the dresser before heading straight for the closet. 1 barely made it three steps before she spoke again.

“Where is Mine? Is she better now?” She asked and instantly, the world around me stilled.

I didn’t know when I turned sharply and shot her the kind of glare that made her flinch. Good.

I turned to face her fully, my eyes narrowing dangerously on her, “Never in your entire fucking life call her that,”

I approached her slowly, and she took slow, desperate steps backward, “I am the only one who calls her that. You have no right to…” I counted my words through gritted teeth

Her lips parted, and I saw her wide eyes glistening as if she might cry.

And? Who gives a fuck?

Her Tears meant nothing to me.

“Have I made myself clear?” I breathe out, stopping in my tracks, my eyes never leaving hers.

She nodded frantically, “Ye… Yes. Yes. I’m sorry,” She said almost in a whisper.

“Good”

For the rest of the morning, June avoided me like a plague, and I’d never been so thankful for anything.

I was in a hurry to head out to the office and leave her tedious presence at home. She insisted she had nothing to do in her office today and planned on staying at home all day.

I couldn’t care less. She should do whatever the fuck she wanted, as long as she didn’t interfere with my life.

I pushed Kasmine’s door open as usual, and I found her already dressed for the day. Perfect.

I had thought I’d meet a little resistance from her after last night. She did that a lot. So, seeing her all dressed up

in that little black gown that clung to her curves like a second skin, the deep V–cut slicing down her back, exposing the flawless stretch of sun–kissed skin I ached to mark, made my mouth water and my throat bobbed as I swallowed the desire rising within me.

The hem stopped decently at her knees, yet it was teasing as fuck.

Chapter 36

+25 BONUS

I hadn’t fucked her yet, but I certainly will inevitably, irrevocably, and soon. Before waiting becomes the greater

sin

I wanted to give her more time to accept me wholeheartedly, but my restraint was fraying, unraveling strand by agonizing strand, especially with the way she seemed to bloom more every day. Her body had softened in all the right places, her curves ripening under my watchful eye. Anil that skin–pods, that skin–glowed like warm honey under the morning light, begging to be touched, tasted, owned.

I closed the door behind me. She turned, setting down the perfume bottle she had been holding, and met my gaze. Confidence flickered in her green eyes of hers… More like one who had made peace with whatever I had to offer… Acceptance. Now, we are getting somewhere.

She held my gaze, and I found it sexy.

Heat rolled through me, molten and demanding, as I stalked toward her. My eyes, dark with lust and need, drank her in, savoring every dip and swell of her body. My hunger for her was no longer a slow burn–it was an inferno, consuming and absolute.

I closed the distance between us and saw the flicker of hesitation in the way her lashes fluttered, and her fingers twitched at her sides. She was nervous. Good. But she was still trying to stand her ground, still trying to keep her chin lifted.

Brave little thing.

She knew I fed on fear, and she was trying to starve me. But it would take her quite a long time to overcome the slight anxiety that comes with my presence.

I liked that about her. I liked that she wasn’t outright resistant–because her resistance needed to be crushed- but she had this quiet, simmering strength beneath her recent attempt at compliance, and fuck, it made me want to test just how much she could take.

I stopped a breath away from her, so close I could feel the heat radiating off her skin. My gaze swept over her slowly, drinking in the way the black fabric molded to every tempting curve.

“You look ravishing,” I murmured, my voice thick with dark possessiveness.

I saw her throat bob as she swallowed, her fingers clenching into small fists at her sides.

My lips curved. “I might be tempted to pull you into the restroom later at the office,” I continued, my tone deceptively casual, as if I weren’t already picturing exactly how I’d do it. “Press you against the sink, slide that dress up over your hips, and-”

Shes

Her scent hit me like a drug–something heady and addictive, something that made my blood thrum with need. I buried my face in the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply, letting it consume me.

“You smell… divine,” I breathed, letting my lips brush just barely against her skin. I felt her shudder against me, her fingers twitching as if she wasn’t sure whether to push me away or pull me closer.

I took her hands in mine and guided them toward my shoulders, “There… Hold me,” I breathe in a whisper.

My hands roamed over her, slow and unhurried, tracing the lip of her back, the swell of her hips. I let my fingers rake over the fabric, knowing she could feel the heat of my touch through it.

“I could smell your arousal the moment I walked in,” I whispered against her ear, my voice dropping into something dangerously low. “Why, Mine? Didn’t get a release when you touched yourself yesterday?” I asked and with the way her heart picked up speed, I already got my answer.

I tilted her chin up, forcing her to look at me, “Do you know what that means?”

Her lips parted, but she didn’t respond.

“It means I will be the one to take it,” I continued, my grip tightening just slightly on her chin. “And if you ever give it to another man, I will kill him.”