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My Stepbrother 307

My Stepbrother 307

Chapter 307 

KESTER

I clenched my fists against the bindings

I could break them easily

But I didn’t

Because then her mouth was on me

Fuck

Her lips wrapped around the head of my cock, warm and wet and slowtoo fucking slowand I groaned, my head falling back against the chair as she slid down just enough to make me want more, then pulled back

She wasTeasing. Tempting. Torturing

Her tongue flicked over the slit, then circled the head again, and I hissed

She looked up through her lashes, her eyes gleaming, while her lips were slick and parted. Then she took me deeper, her hands stroking my thighs as she worked me in a slow rhythm

I tried to thrust up, but the bindings held me firm

Kasmine,I growled

She pulled back with a wet sound

You didn’t let me cum when I begged,she said softly. Now it’s your turn to beg.” 

She devoured me with a need that made my breath stutter in my chest. Her mouth was hot, wet, and punishing, with a perfect rhythm of suction, swirl, and pressure

Her tongue flicked the sensitive underside, while her cheeks hollowed as she took me deeper and deeper until I could feel the back of her throat tighten around me

Fucking hell, Kasmine.” 

My hands twisted against the restraints as a low, broken groan tore from my chest. God- 

I looked down and that vision burned itself into my soul: her on her knees, mouth stretched around my cock, eyes locked onto mineFuck

She moaned around me. The vibrations rattled my bones, sending lightning up my spine

My hips bucked instinctively, but she pushed me back down, her fingers digging into my thighs.. 

Kasmineplease, choked out. Let me cum.” 

She sucked harder but stopped abruptly

Her lips just sat there around my cock, sucking on just the tip like it was a straw

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Her tongue twirled around the head occasionally, and fuck, I was going to lose my fucking mind

She was building that rhythm and friction, that unbearable heat rising up my spine

Just when my thighs started to shake- 

She stopped. Again

This time she smiled as she let my cock fall from her lips, slick and twitching. No,she whispered, dragging her tongue over the thick vein along the base. Not yet.” 

Kasmine, I groaned, Fuckplease.” 

She sucked me down again, deeper, her throat tightening around me

My hips bucked. I felt my balls tighten, my release roaring toward me

And thenagainshe stopped, withdrawing slowly, her lips shining with spit, eyes locked on my face

I swear to fuck, baby, you’ll be sorry the moment youFuuuckkkk! growled when she went down on me, even deeper than before, the head of my cock hitting the back of her throat. But she pulled out again, obviously enjoying her moment

I gripped the chair, my fingers aching against the fabric of the armrests. I swear, I held a grudge against her at this point, and she’d pay dearly for this

I almost growled

Then she stood and smiled

Sin incarnate

She walked toward the bed, not saying a word

Where the fuck are you going?I hissed, my cock painfully hungry

She climbed onto the bed with grace, then turned to face me. The moment her legs parted, I forgot how to breathe

Pink petals

Dripping

Soaked

She leaned back on her elbows, her eyes burning into mine

Then, slowly, she ran her fingers between her thighs. Up and down. Teasing her folds and collecting wetness 

clit, just once

She moaned loudly, and my entire body jerked

en she circled her 

She stroked faster

The unholy sounds her pussy made almost made me rip those flimsy binds off, pounce on her and fuck her until she couldn’t breathe anymore

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But I was patient. I’d like to see where my little mate was taking this party to. And I wanted it to be on her terms, just as she wants

Kestershe whispered, breathless and panting. “I’m so close again 

I yanked at the restraints

Untie me.I pleaded. I wanted her to do it herself or give me permission to

She shook her head and moaned louder, her hips rocking into her hand. Her other hand cupped one of her breasts, fingers teasing the nipple

I was going to break

Her head tipped back, her mouth parted in ecstasy, and her thighs began to tremble as her fingers worked faster and faster around her soaked folds. Wet sounds filled the roomlewd and maddening

I couldn’t look away

This was torture

She stopped and slowly dipped one finger into her center, and fuck me, I almost died. The way her finger sunk into that wet hole made me lose my sanity

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My Stepbrother

My Stepbrother

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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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