Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother novel Chapter 73

“You still haven’t told me what you were doing in that boutique, Kester,” Kasmine asked for the hundredth time. as we drove home.

I smirked, gripping the wheel with one hand while the other itched to reach for her. I was tempted–so damn tempted to tell her. But no, it had to be a surprise. Probably when we’ve decided on a date, which I know could be a long time from now – say in two to three months – then she’d know that she didn’t need to shop for a wedding dress and that I already had it taken care of.

I turned to steal another glance at her, and, heavens, she looked beautiful.

She didn’t just look beautiful. She looked sinful… ruinous. Like something a man would walk willingly into disaster for.

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The day had been about her–her hair, her nails, her skin every detail fine–tuned to perfection… Everything she’d need to look and feel beautiful for our trip tomorrow. And I was happy I did. Because I loved what I saw- she looked like she was made for indulgence. My indulgence.

“You look breathtaking, baby,” I complimented and she shot me an eye roll. I had dodged her question yet again.” Your bags are packed, right?” I asked, and she hesitated before replying.

“I heard something is wrong with one of your branches,” she folded her arms the way she always did, which made her seem like a mother about to scold her child. It warmed my heart in ways even I couldn’t understand. “They say it needs your attention.”

I chuckled, shaking my head as I turned the wheel, taking us down a quieter road. My mind, however, was anything but quiet.

Zeth, my wolf, wouldn’t even let me think straight. He had been pestering me about marking and making Kasmine ours since the day we took her virginity. He’s been angry at me and hasn’t spoken to me in a while. But I knew the fucker couldn’t stay away for so long.

“You know you could pull over right now. Push the seat back. Drag her onto your lap and rip that tight little skirt up her waist, right?” Zeth, that slimy fucker, said, planting the most erotic picture in my head.

“Imagine the way she’d gasp when you spread her thighs, the way her breath would stutter as you dragged your fingers through her slick folds, teasing and tormenting her until she was whimpering your name in need.”

Fuck. Zeth wasn’t helping me.

The raw image of all he was saying filled my head, and I felt this dizzying sensation take over. My mind’s eyes were clouded with those vivid images.

“Zeth…” I warned, but he only chuckled and continued.

“The way her nails would dig into your shoulders as you shoved your cock deep inside her. I could already hear her breathy moans, you know? Her body trembling, her whimpers as we fuck her right here and now, in this lonely darkness–hard, deep, and without mercy–until her screams were swallowed by the night, Kester,” He growled, “Until her body was wrecked and trembling, and until she understood that she belonged to us in ways she couldn’t even begin to fight.”

“Fuck it, Zeth!” I hissed, feeling my cock grow painfully already.

If I listened to Zeth, I’d make Kasmine scream out loud with no one to hear her cries but me

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Oh, she was surely going to cry if I did that… Because, fuck, was fucking high on arousal.

My grip on the wheel tightened.

The thought made blood rush to my lower region, making me rock–hard as my cock pressed uncomfortably against my trouser.

“Are you even listening?” She asked, and I hummed a response, my gaze already searching for the right spot.

The right spot…

Zeth had won. Now I wanted to fuck her.

I had intentionally taken this path instead of the busy area that led to the house because I desired a quiet drive while enjoying the company of Mine, but right now, I had a different plan altogether.

Cars hardly ever use this path because of how l

lonely it is. Not because it was dangerous but because man’s mind has a way of making them feel unsafe, even in the most safe environment.

“What are you doing? You aren’t saying anything, Kester,” Her plump, pink lips parted in confusion as I pulled the car to a stop under a large tree, the sky dimming into a deep blue. It was already past six in the evening.

The perfect atmosphere, place, and time.

“I want to fuck you,” I told her the raw, unfiltered truth and didn’t even give her a chance to process my words before I shoved my door open, stepping into the cool evening air.

“What… Kester-” she started, confused, her gaze following me as I rounded the car.

I yanked open her door, my hand curling around her wrist.

“Out, baby,” I commanded, urging her to follow me, but she hesitated, her quizzical gaze demanding questions only my hot, hard cock could answer at the moment.

The urge to drive this raging monster into her was so maddening that I was beginning to see red.

I needed her. The hunger clawing through me was beyond reason or any restraint. My cock ached with it, my blood burned with it.

And she was going to fucking feel it.

“We can’t do this here. It’s an open…” I didn’t let her finish. One hard yank and she was out of the seat, her body colliding against mine with a startled gasp. Her heels barely found footing on the gravel before I spun her around, caging her against the car.

Her hands flew to her skirt, trying to tug it back down, but she didn’t stand a chance. My fingers had already found the hem, shoving it up to her waist with a force that made her suck in a sharp breath.

“Gods, what have you done to me, Kasmine?” I breathed out, slamming her back against the car door, making it close with a force I didn’t give a fuck about. “I want to do bad things with you. Unthinkable things.”

1. me.