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My Stepbrother 180

Chapter 180 

KASMINE

The heat between us was unbearable. It coiled in my stomach, twisted up my spine, and spread through my veins like wildfire

Straddling Kester’s lap, I could feel every rigid inch of him pressing against me, the hard muscles of his thighs beneath mine, the slow rise and fall of his chest as he breathed me 

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His fingers trailed up my thighs, setting my nerves on fire. My dress was already bunched up at my waist, leaving me bare to his touch, to the wicked things I knew he was about to 

do to me

You’re burning up for me, aren’t you?Kester’s voice was low, rough, and full of smug satisfaction as he slipped a single finger between my folds, dragging it through my 

wetness

I gasped, my fingers tightening around his shoulders, nails digging into the fabric of his white sleeves. The pressure, the teasing stroke, everything was enough to send a violent shudder through me

KesterMy voice was breathy and desperate

His dark eyes burned into mine, filled with raw possession, with a hunger so intense it made me dizzy. Yes, baby.He replied, taking my lips in his as he bit down on my lower lip. Fuck. Yeah.” 

My hips jerked involuntarily as he pressed his finger inside me, slowly stretching me just enough to make me ache for more

So tight,he groaned

ne every 

little reaction I gave him like he was studying me, memorizing the way my body responded to his touch. This pretty little pussy was made for me, wasn’t it?” 

I whimpered, my head tipping back as he moved inside me, curling his finger, dragging pleasure from places I didn’t even know existed. My breath hitched when he added a second finger, the stretch setting every nerve in my body on fire

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Kester’s free hand came up to cup my jaw, forcing my gaze back to his. Look at me while! take you apart.” 

Gods, I couldn’t. It was too much. The way he touched me, the way he owned me with just his fingersit was too intense, too consuming 

You’re already shaking.he murmured, smirking as he drove his fingers deeper, coaxing another broken moan from my lips. And I’ve barely even started.” 

He dipped his fingers so deep I could almost feel them in my stomach

I moaned, my eyes tearing up from holding his intense stare

I tried to form words, but my mind was fogged, drowning in the sensations he was pulling from my body. My hips moved against his hand, seeking more, but he held me steady, controlling every bit of my pleasure

My body seemed to already know its master as it obeyed every command from Kester

Greedy little thing,he mused. Do you want something more?” 

The stretch was already overwhelming, the pleasure too consumingbut I needed it. I needed him inside me

Yes, please, I gasped, barely able to form the word before a third finger pushed inside me, stretching me wide, filling me to the point of madness

Ahh! Kes.. 

ShhDon’t be too loud, baby,He hushed, and, gods, the way he was so calm and collected made me think I was the only one feeling all the things I felt

He fucked me like it was a punishment, his three fingers sliding in and out of my wetness in a rhythm my body couldn’t keep up with

I nearly came apart right then. My back arched, my breath shattered, my nails dug into him so hard I was sure I left marks

Fuck, that’s it,Kester groaned, his voice laced with raw desire. Taking my fingers so well. Imagine how you’ll feel when I finally fuck you open for real.” 

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A strangled moan left my lips. I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t do anything except fall apart as he thrust his fingers inside me

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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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