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My Stepbrother 269

My Stepbrother 269

Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother 

Chapter 269 

KESTER

Her warmth hit me hard

Her thighs brushed my hips while her breasts flattened slightly beneath my chest

Her scentfuck, her scent was everywhere, tangled in the sheets, pressed into my skin, and driving me mad

And her lips. God, her lips

I dipped my head and caught them in mine

I’d be damned if the kiss was gentle

It was hunger, obsession, and starvation all wrapped in one

My mouth moved against hers with a desperation I couldn’t hide. I was claiming, taking, and tasting all at once. Her lips were soft, slightly parted, warm with sleep, and I kissed her like my sanity was hanging on her breath

I groaned into her mouth, my hips grinding down instinctively, the length of my cock sliding just above her soaked heat

Fuck, Kasmine.” 

Her folds cradled me without even knowing it. Her slickness coated the underside of my cock, and I nearly lost it right then

My hand trembled as I brushed a strand of hair from her face. I stared at her, God,I breathed against her lips in a trembling voice. You’re going to ruin me, baby.” 

I stayed there for a while, cock pressed between her legs, barely moving. Just soaking in the feel of her. Skin to skin

Her thighs parted just enough to grip me, and it took everything in me not to drive in

I could smell her all over me now. On my fingers. My lips. In my lungs. It wasn’t just her body that was calling to meit was everything, including her goddamn soul

And her lips

I couldn’t stop myself. I took her lips again, kissing her desperately while moaning into her mouth

It was almost too perfect fucking her in her sleep. I’ll certainly make this a kink

My hips rolled, and the length of my cock dragged right against her folds

Fuck

I bit back a curse as the wet heat of her coated me

She was soaked

Not just damp- dripping wet. As if her body already knew and was waiting

Fuck, Kasmine. Her name broke past my lips in a groan

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I was losing it

My hand shook as I reached between us and wrapped my fingers around the base of my cock

I swore I was just going to hold it still and just breathe through it. But then her body shifted slightly, and my tip grazed her elit

That was it

I sucked in a breath between clenched teeth and slowly slid my cock blong her clit. I didn’t push it in. No. Just upand down, just enough to make my whole body shudder

Again. And again

God. It was like torture, and heaven wrapped in one slick, trembling ride. It was too much. Every time I slid along her folds, my body shook with the need to take more

Shit,I muttered in a hoarse voice. You’re killing me, Mine.” 

I guided myself with one hand, the other planted firmly on the bed beside her. My cock dragged against her clit, the head brushing just beneath it before I slid lower along her slick entrancestopping short of slipping inside

I stroked myself lightly, letting my fingers glide up and down my shaft while I kept gliding along her heat

Then she stirred

Her brows drew together faintly while her lips parted

I froze

Kester?she mumbled, her voice groggy and sleepy, barely there. Her eyes fluttered half open, dazed and hazy. Whatwhat are you doing?” 

I leaned down, resting my forehead against hers as I breathed her in 

Trying not to fuck you, baby,I whispered in a strained voice which was fraying at the edges. 

Her lids fluttered. Then, just like thatshe drifted back under, and her breath steadied. But not for long because moments later, she shifted againand this time, a soft, quiet moan spilled from her lips when I slid up her slit again

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My Stepbrother

My Stepbrother

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Status: Ongoing Type: Native Language: English
My Stepbrother

Synopsis : My Stepbrother

Kasmine’s world shattered the night she witnessed her stepbrother, Kester Hamilton—the Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack—murder an innocent man in cold blood. What began as a normal evening in the woods turned into a nightmare that would haunt her forever. The man Kester killed was no threat; he had only been talking to Kasmine. Yet Kester justified the murder by claiming the man tried to force himself on her.

Trembling and terrified, Kasmine confronted him, refusing to believe his twisted explanation. But Kester’s demeanor remained disturbingly calm. He didn’t show an ounce of remorse. Instead, he scolded her for being dramatic and tried to drag her back to the party, as if nothing had happened. When she resisted, he unleashed his Alpha command—a power no wolf could defy. Under his control, Kasmine’s will crumbled, and she obeyed him like a puppet.

As she returned to the party—ironically, Kester’s girlfriend’s birthday celebration—Kasmine’s heart broke. The brother who once protected her now scared her more than anyone else.

Her mind drifted back to her childhood, to the days when Kester had been her hero. After her father’s death, her mother remarried Alpha Kade Hamilton, Kester’s father. At the time, Kester was fourteen and Kasmine was only seven. He took her under his wing, treating her like a precious little sister. He brought her gifts, defended her from bullies, and made her feel safe. To everyone around them, Kester was the perfect big brother.

But as Kasmine grew older, that “protectiveness” became something else—something dark and possessive. By the time she turned sixteen, Kester had started isolating her from others. He didn’t allow her to have male friends, and even her time with female friends was limited. He wanted her attention, her trust, and her presence—all to himself. It became suffocating.

Now, at twenty years old, Kasmine had no boyfriend and barely any social life. Every time she tried to rebel, Kester reminded her that she should wait for her fated mate when she turned twenty-one and got her wolf. Her parents saw his control as love and protection, never suspecting how toxic and obsessive it had become.

After witnessing the murder, Kasmine was emotionally destroyed. She couldn’t eat, sleep, or think straight. The image of the lifeless man haunted her. Luckily, she only had to see Kester on weekends, since he was busy running both his pack and his billion-dollar company—Zamford Technologies. But even from a distance, his control continued. He had bugged her phone and laptop, monitoring every message and call. There was no escaping his watchful eyes.

Trying to focus on her studies, Kasmine pushed herself to attend her final year of college. She was preparing for her internship, and for once, she felt hopeful. She had submitted three company choices, deliberately avoiding Zamford Technologies to stay away from Kester. Her best friend, Jake—a guy she secretly liked—had applied to the same companies. She dreamed of being placed in the same one as him. Maybe then, away from Kester’s shadow, she could experience normal life, maybe even love.

That morning, she rushed to campus, still hopeful about the internship results. At the school entrance, she met her best friend, Claire, who looked visibly upset. Claire confessed she had been posted to J&F Technologies. Her disappointment wasn’t about the company—it was about Kester. Claire had nursed a crush on him for years and had listed Zamford Technologies in hopes of working near him. But her wish had failed, and she’d lost her chance.

Trying to comfort her, Kasmine asked about her own posting. Strangely, Claire didn’t answer, avoiding her eyes. Confused but impatient, Kasmine dragged her to the information board. Her heart raced as she scanned the list, looking first for Jake’s name. He was placed at Plush Technologies—one of the options they’d chosen together.

Excited, she searched for her name next, praying to see it under the same company. But her excitement quickly turned to dread. Her hands trembled. Her breath caught in her throat. There, beside her name, was written: Zamford Technologies.

The world seemed to tilt around her.

It couldn’t be real. There had to be some mistake. How could she, of all people, end up at her stepbrother’s company—the very place she’d tried hardest to avoid? Panic rose in her chest as the realization sank in. Kester must have done this. Somehow, he had found a way to manipulate her placement, ensuring that even in her professional life, she couldn’t escape his grasp.

Her mind flashed back to his piercing green eyes, his dominating voice, the way he’d ordered her around after committing murder without remorse. Now, he would have full control over her again—for hours every day. There would be no hiding, no breathing space.

As she stood frozen before the board, Kasmine felt her fragile hope for freedom crumble. She had spent years yearning for the day she could make her own choices—turn twenty-one, find her fated mate, and escape Kester’s suffocating hold. But now, destiny—or rather, Kester’s manipulation—had pulled her right back into his world.

And deep down, she feared that this time, she might not make it out alive.

Themes and Tone:
“The Alpha’s Obsession” explores the darkness behind overprotective love, the trauma of control disguised as care, and the pain of being trapped by someone who claims to love you. The tone is tense, emotional, and suspenseful, building a deep sense of dread as Kasmine realizes that every path she takes leads her back to the same monster she once called “brother.”

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