Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 54 Chapter 54 KASMINE.

He tasted like sin-dark, forbidden, and impossibly addictive. He was like every dark thoughts I'd ever had. How could something so forbidden be this addictive? I should hate myself for this. I should feel shcurling in my stomach, twisting my insides. But instead, all I felt was heat. A deep, smoldering ache that refused to be ignored.

I was conflicted. But my desires were becoming stronger than my conflicts. Desire had a cruel way of twisting my reality, making the forbidden feel like the only thing that made sense.

Kester was a god-of sin, of pleasure, of ruin. And I had let him destroyin the most devastating way possible. He fucked like a god-like he owned me. And maybe he did.

Any woman would kill to have this.

Every part ofstill throbbed with the memory of his touch. The way he stretchedand filledso completely I thought I'd tear. The sinful, unbearable pleasure that left my body trembling at his mercy. The dirty words he whispered into my ears while he fuckedsenseless. It all made my core quake.

When he kissed me, his lips tasted of dominance and ruin.

His kiss tasted like venom, but I drank it willingly.

I had given him everything-my first time, my innocence, my body. And instead of regret, all I could think about was how much I wanted him again.

I should feel disgusted about losing my virginity to my brother. Instead, I felt different. I craved more of him, even though I still felt sore down there. A part ofwas glad he was my first because he made it worth every bit of it.

He had fucked me, almost losing himself in the process. I nearly died of the combination of pain and pleasure I felt all at once.

It felt as though the more sinful it was, the more I was becoming drawn to it.

"You're still trembling," he murmured against my shoulder, "Do you still regret it, little sister?" My heart pounded. Did I? No.

Because the way he madefeel-the way he unraveled me, shattered me, and putback together-was unlike anything else in this world. And that terrifiedmore than anything.

His tongue darted out, slowly licking up the side of my face before finding my neck, biting and nibbling, and for a moment, I was scared he was going to mark"Too consumed to speak?" He stopped the sweet, sensational kiss he was peppering my naked body with, and my eyes half-opened, wondering why he stopped, but instead of an explanation, I felt his rough hands holdingby my thighs and flippingover so I was laying on my stomach.

"What the hell?" I asked, attempting to turn my head to have a better view of what he hand held the back of my neck to keepin place.

as about to do, but his "Stay still," He commanded and grabbed my hips, pullingforcefully toward himself so my ass bumped into his raging cock.

1/2 Chapter 54 This position made my back arch low while my ass was almost high up in the air. I knew this position. I had seen it before, and it didn't seem like one I'd like.

Didn't Claire say this position gave a better and deeper penetration? My poor vagina wasn't ready for that... Not from a man the size of Rester.

"Kester. I don't want to be like this," my voice quivered, and my protest was very weak.

He just smirked and slapped my folds, "You'll be the good girl you are and take all I have to offer, won't you?" I only whimpered in response as one of his hands left my lips, guiding his hot length toward my entrance. "Fuck..." He growled before impaling half his length into my wet pussy.

"Kes!" I shrieked. My whole body tightened, and the sensation felt a thousand times more intense and overwhelming in this position.

My hips instinctively lowered down.

on the mattress, but he grabbed me, pullingback up forcefully, making e my ass bump into his crotch, and eliciting another cry from me. "You don't get to pull away from me, Kasmine. I've told you before!" Tears gathered in my eyes as I struggled to keep up with his thrusts when he reached out to my clit, stroking it gently while he thrust into me.

The sensation was maddening. I had never felt anything close to pleasure the way I did now, Tears of naughty pleasure ran down my cheek, and I found myself attempting to grind on his cock.

"Ahh.. Mine..." He breathed, his fingers digging into my hips. He was enjoying what I was doing.

I was doing. And even though the pain was still there, the pleasure his fingers administered to my clit while he slammed the fuck out of my Innocent pussy, clouded every ounce of pain I felt.

I felt him inch deeper into me, pushing in more of his length, "I want to fill you up with the whole of my cock. Your body was made for this... For me. Nitha's to has to fit," He said through gritted teeth as he pulled out to the tip, and before I could brace myself up for whatever he meant, I felt a searing pain shoot through me. He just forced his whole length inside me. A scream tore through my throat at the impact. It was like I was being disvirgined for the second time.

I twisted around, my knees digging into the mattress, but his hold at the back of my neck tightened while the other hand kept torturing my clit with those strokes, which were becoming harder.

I flopped down to the bed, and he followed me, resting his weight on my back.

The sounds of wet flesh slapping against flesh filled the roon. His breaths cin harsh rasps as his thrusts becmore erratic.

His muscles stiffened, and so did my walls. I couldn't hold back the pleasure gathering within me.

A loud cry tore through my throat, my juices leaking out of my abused hole as I felt his warm seeds splashing against my insides.

"Fuck! Mine!" He growled, his movements becoming short and jerky before he fell limply on me.