My Stepbrother 32

Stepbrother 32

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Chapter 32

KESTER.

I had totally forgotten about the arrangement I had with my father about picking June up and bringing her to my house.

I was already prepared to leave the office when his call came in, reminding me about it.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t escape bringing her here for a whole week.

After a hot shower, I stepped into my room, feeling the lingering tension in my muscles ease. June lay sprawled on my bed in a red nightie that was clearly designed to be enticing, but it wasn’t–not to me.

She was busy with her laptop, fingers clacking away on the keyboard, her attention consumed, and I couldn’t be more grateful for that. She looked really busy.

She was here, but her presence was nothing more than background noise.

I hadn’t seen Kasmine all evening, but I wasn’t in a rush. The night was still young, and I had plans to spend most of it in her room.

“Her presence is an eyesore to me, Kes,” Zeth said from the back of my mind, clearing simmering with rage. “It’s a good thing she isn’t our fated mate.” He sneered, and I fell his frustration ripple through me.

A chuckle escaped me, “You aren’t bothered in the least that we haven’t found our mate yet, are you?” I asked him, and he snorted.

“We’ll find one soon. And I hope it will be…” He was saying, but I stopped him immediately.

“Stop it, Zeth. Kasmine can never be our fated mate. Even the Moon Goddess knows that we are unrelatedly related,” I said, and I felt his anger boiling up, “But that doesn’t mean we can’t make her ours.” I added, and I felt

anger ebb, replaced by a dark satisfaction that mirrored my own.

his

I wasn’t the only one dying for my little sister. My wolf felt the same way.

The moment I got my wolf when I turned 21, he became even more obsessed with Kasmine than I used to be. Always feeling the need to protect her, be around her… And he hated it that he scared her that much.

He wished she’d stop being scared of him and learn to get used to him. But I kept telling him that it was all a matter of time and that she’d come around.

I glanced at the laptop on my desk, my pulse quickening with a familiar, overwhelming need. I wanted to see what Kasmine had been up to during the few hours I was gone.

Logging into the server, I accessed the hidden cameras in her room and rewound to the moment she returned from work.

The footage showed her moving in and out of the room twice before stripping out of her work clothes, her delicate body wrapped in nothing but a towel. The sight alone made my throat dry, and my cock twitch with interest.

1 forwarded a little to the point where she came out of the bathroom and sought something to wear from her

closet.

But suddenly, I saw something more Interesting. She slowly lay on the bed, her legs spread wide apart while her Jingers slid right in between them. Unfortunately for her and fortunately for me, She was facing the camera. Her pink, wet pussy was on full display for my hungry eyes to feast on

“Fuck…” The word left my lips before I could stop it, my voice loud enough to catch June’s attention.

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She lifted her gaze from what she was doing and asked if I was okay.

I barely spared her a response when I reached for my earbuds. Plugging them in, I hit play and turned up the volume.

Her soft, breathless moans filled my ears. My cock hardened painfully as I watched her fingers glide over her tiny, innocent–looking clit. Fuck. This girl was going to be my downfall. She was dripping wet, and it had me drooling. wishing I could lick up that wetness and get a taste of her. I knew she’d taste sweeter than anything I’ve ever had.

My cock was already raging hard by the time I saw how her movements turned urgent and erratic. She was deriving pleasure from herself. Even though I felt jealous that I wasn’t the one giving her this pleasure, it turned me on to a feverish level.

“Fuck, Kasmine,” I hissed under my breath, gripping the desk as I fought the urge to march into her room a finish what she’d started.

She didn’t know it yet, but she would be my undoing.

and

“Kester…” I heard her moan my name, and immediately, more blood pumped into my shaft, making it strain painfully against my briefs. It was a sound I wanted burned into my soul.

My little Kasmine was deriving pleasure with me in mind.

I almost cried out in joy. I was finally getting her where I wanted her to be.

I closed my laptop with an urgency that startled me. The tiny strand of thread holding my sanity was about to snap, and it wouldn’t end well if I let it.

“Where are you going?” June asked when I reached the door

“Go to bed, June,” was all I said to her before clicking the door shut behind me.

I walked as fast as my long legs could carry me to Kasmine’s room, but she wasn’t there.

Fuck. Don’t tell me she was with mum.

I clenched my fists, jamming the door shut. I was like a wild lion unleashed, and Kasmine was the only leash that could keep me from going feral.

I gently pushed Mum’s door open in order not to wake her with the hopes that she was fast asleep. When ! peeped into her room, I saw her soundly asleep. Thankfully, she had a busy day today.

There was one more place to check. The sitting room.

I hurried down the stairs, two steps at a time. I felt my restraints snapping already. My gaze scanned the whole sitting room, but she was nowhere to be found.

My stomach twisted instantly with worry.

Where the fuck was she? Just as I was about to step outside to look for her by the poolside, I heard some noise coming from the kitchen.

There she was.

My legs moved as if they had a mind of their own as they propelled me into the kitchen.

The urgency at which I stormed in startled her, making; her almost drop the cup of milk she had in her hand.

“Kester…” She breathed, but before she could say more, like a flash of light, I closed the distance between us in three strides, pulling her harshly against my chest as my lips crashed against hers with an urgency that left both

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of us breathless.

My hand slid to her thighs, which were pretty exposed from the tiny, sleeveless nightie she had on that barely reached midthigh.

I took her by surprise. I know. But it didn’t matter right now.

I pushed through her lips, granting myself entrance into her mouth as my tongue explored the entirety of her Warm mouth.

Fuck. She was so intoxicating that it hurt.

My free hand pressed against the small of her back, keeping her from pulling away just like she was trying to do as my hand found the strap of her thong.

Her hand pushed against my strong one in a feeble attempt to stop me from pulling off the thong.

But who says I was trying to pull it off?

Fuck, I was going to rip it off, which I did, to her utter dismay. I saw her eyes widen while I kissed her senseless.

She whimpered, the force obviously too much for her to bear. I lifted her effortlessly and placed her on countertop behind her, using my hand to roughly part her legs open.

the

Her hands found my chest as she tried to push me off, but the earlier she understood that she didn’t have a choice here, the better for her.

My palm cupped the soft flesh of her V while my middle finger found her entrance. It was fucking hot and dripping wet. I rubbed on it, my finger gliding over the slickness, eliciting a shuddering moan from her lips. Her pussy felt like it was desperately in need of attention, and I was willing to give it all the attention it deserves.

I broke the kiss briefly to give her a little space to breathe while I continued with my soft, feathery strokes over her wet entrance. A whimper escaped her lip as she bit down on her lower lip, trying to lock in the pleasure she

felt.

“You touched yourself today, Mine. Tell me…” Even I couldn’t recognize my own voice, “What were you thinking about when you did that?” I asked, and I saw the surprise flash across her face.

Her eyes held questions of ‘How did you know about it.”

Embarrassment colored her face, but I didn’t pay attention to that. I smirked at her, letting her look into my eyes to see the extent of my dark desires for her as I pressed my middle finger a little harder against her entrance. “Ah… Kester…” She shuddered.

“Was I the one on your mind when you touched yourself? Tell me, Mine. You called my name while at it?” 1 whispered, adding a second finger to the one already grazing her slick folds. My movements were slow and

torturous.

“Kester… Please…” She pleaded, her eyes half closed.

I didn’t know what she was begging for, but it wouldn’t be wrong to read my own meaning to it, would it?

I looked down at her well–shaven pussy, which looked so shall and innocent, beautiful and mouthwatering, like a goddamn offering

J slowly tried to slide a finger into her soaked entrance, but met a slight barrier as she winced, almost screaming, She placed her hands against my shoulders and pushed as hard as she could

“Stop, Kes!” She whisper yelled at me, and I stopped immediately, pulling out of her.

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What the fuck?

I looked up at her eyes and saw the tears gathering in them.

It was at that point I realized… “You’re a virgin?”

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Sara Lili

Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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My Stepbrother

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Status: Ongoing Type: Alpha 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.”