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My Stepbrother 308

My Stepbrother 308

That should be my cock

She pulled it out slowly and dipped two fingers inPainfully slowly while holding my gaze. Both her fingers disappeared into her tightness, pushing out more moisture from it

FuckMineBabyUntie me. Just say the word.Even I couldn’t recognize my own voice

I didn’t know if I wanted to beg again or rip the chair to pieces. But knew one thing

When she finally let me inside her… 

There would be no mercy

Kester,she moaned, breathless, head rolling back. God, I’m so closeI wish it was your cock-…Ah” 

Something in me snapped

A feral growl tore from my throat. I didn’t need to think. I just moved on instincts

The lingerie binds holding my wrists gave way beneath the force of my rage, tearing with cracks as I surged to my feet

She gasped as I pounced on her, pinning her hand down just as her body jolted under her touch

No,I growled. My face was inches from hers. I alone can make you cum. No one else. Not even you.” 

Before she could speak, I positioned her the way I wanted and shoved inside her

Hard

Deep

She gasped as I sank into her, her walls fluttering around me, soaked heavenly, and searing hot. I didn’t ease her into itthere was no patience left in me. I pulled almost all the way out, gripped her hips, and slammed back in hard enough to make the headboard 

crack the wall

Fuuckkk!I growled

My rhythm was merciless, driving every ounce of that pentup lust straight into her body

AhKester- 

Her cry was pure bliss

I did it again. And again

She wrapped her legs around me, her nails dragging down my back, crying out as I fucked her

We fucked like the world was ending. Like we’d been starving for this and had finally broken free

The way she looked under me- so small and fragile, hair spread wild over the sheets, tits bouncing with every hard stroke I gave her, her lips parted, and eyes glassy with ecstasyit did something brutal to me

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You feel that?I growled, You feel what you do to me? You break me. Every. Damn. Time.” 

She nodded, but it wasn’t enough. I pulled her harder into a harder thrust, driving deeper and watching her unravel more

Her moans rose in pitch

I grabbed her throat gently, just enough pressure to make her eyes widen, and leaned down, lips brushing hers

You’re mine. Mine to fuck. Mine to come in. Mine to mark.” 

She moaned so loudly it nearly undid me

Yes,she panted, I’mI’m yours.” 

My pace turned punishing, grinding her into the mattress and dragging moans from her that no one else would ever hear

Listen to your pussy talk to my cock,I growled against her ear, So fucking wet for my cockyou hear that, don’t you?My hips snapped forward, and the obscene sound of me sliding deep into her made her cry out again. You love this. Being ruined like this. Taking all of me.” 

She was panting and trembling under me, and I could feel her breaking apart

– 

Her hands reached for my face desperately, her lips quivering just the way her pussy did. KesterIoh my Godplease wait don’t stop.” 

I drove harder. I was already past the edge of reason

I buried my face in the crook of her neck, her scent flooding me, making it worse

Her slick heat swallowed me over and over again, so tight, so wetshe was fucking drowning me in it. I gripped her thighs and pinned her wide, drilling into her harder, faster, and deeper, until the sounds of our skin meeting echoed like thunder off the walls 

Kester,she gasped, her voice strangled and shaking. I- I can’t- I’m gonna-” 

Cum for me,I growled into her ear, I want to feel this pussy milk my cockfuck, baby, do it.” 

She shattered

Her back arched like a bow, a cry ripping out of her throat

Kester-!” 

Her orgasm hit her like a wave, and I felt every pulse of it squeeze me and drag me with her into that whitehot abyss

Her body shook beneath mine, eyes wide, lips parted as she screamed my name, over and over, until I also came

A roar tore from my chest as I thrust deep and hard, burying myself to the hilt and spilling into her with w blistering release

My entire body locked as I filled her with every last drop of my seeds, lost in her

er wave of 

KasmineI brushed my nose along her jaw, tasting the salt of her skin. Next time,I whispered darkly, you try to tease me like that, I won’t be so merciful.” 

She let out a breathless laugh, That was mercy?” 

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My lips curved against her ear You have no idea how far I can take you, baby.” 

Author’s Note: It’s my birthday today!!! Yaaaayyy!!! So, I’ll be posting two extra chapters in a few hours!!! Expect! And, don’t forget to drop your comments and reviews. It means a lot to me

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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