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My Stepbrother 405

My Stepbrother 405

Chapter 405 

KESTER

I was hanging by a damn thread. Every muscle in me screamed to take her the way I’d been used to 

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rough and deep, until she couldn’t walk for days but the doctor’s voice kept ringing in my head: Safe, but with caution.” 

Safe. Caution

Two words I’d never been good at

But tonighttonight I was trying. I was putting in a lot of restraint, I swear to fuck. Otherwise, I would have fucked my mate into a coma already

Fuck

Do you have any idea what it means to finally own the woman you’ve bled for? The one you’ve 

fought like hell to keep? The one you swore you’d claim against all odds, even if it meant burning 

down the world

She was right fucking beneath, me now, being fucked as MINEBeing marked as MINE. I finally 

owned her. And every aspect of me felt the thrill, including my cock. Now it knew it was fucking OUR 

pussy. Fuck. If that wasn’t a major turn on

Kasmine Hamilton. My mate. My Luna. My fucking everything

Zeth got what he always wantedPutting our mark on Kasmine. He purred with feral satisfaction as 

I drank in the sight of herThe thrillThe connectionThe ownershipFucking hell… The way my mark sat over her skin like the most precious jewel, the way her chest rose and fell in uneven 

breaths, the way her lips were still swollen from my kiss

Fuck. I wanted to tear her apart and worship her in the same breath

Our mark looked perfect on her. So perfect, I was moved to tears

It’s your turn to make me yours, Mine,I said to her as I leaned down, licking away the last warm 

bead of her blood from my mark

Her brows furrowed in confusion. Her lips parted. What?” 

Do it,I whispered, locking my gaze on hers. Mark me back.” 

For a second, she froze, like/she wasn’t sure she’d heard me right

Kesteryou want me tomark you?Her voice was soft, like she was afraid she’d misunderstood

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Butwe don’tShe cut herself off, shaking her head slightly. It’s not something that’s usual. It’s extremely rare. It’s always the malè who” 

Yeah, I know,I cut in, And I don’t give a fuck about what’s usual. I’m not usual.We’re not usual

Her eyes searched mine, wondering if this was just another of my obsessions or some heatofthe- moment thing

It’s yours,I said, my hand finding hers and dragging it to my chest, pressing it right over my pounding heart. This. Me. All of it. I don’t want there to be a single doubt in your mind or in 

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anyone else’s about who I belong to.” 

Tears began to gather in her eyes, II don’t doubt you, KesShe whispered

I know,I said without hesitation. But I want your mark on me. I want it burned into my skin so 

deep that the world sees that I am yours. Always yours. I want it so Zeth and I feel it every second of every day. So when I’m losing my fucking mind, all it takes is touching it to remember who I live 

for.” 

She sobbed, Oh, GodKes” 

Yes, MineMy tongue swept over the sensitive skin, and she gasped, arching into me

I began to soothe the pain with my tongue. I gently sucked on the spot where my mark branded her

and she moaned through a sob

Her moanGod. Her moan shot straight to my cock, which was still buried deep inside her. Even 

after my first release, I could feel myself swelling again, thickening, filling every inch of her until 

her walls clung to me like they didn’t want to let me go

She moaned louder, and I moaned along with her

I slowly began to thrust again. Her pussy was tight. Hot. Wet in a way that made my jaw clench. She was so small around me, so perfect, so mine it almost hurt

I fought for control. My hips twitched, wanting more. The pace threatened to quicken, be ng faster than the doctor would have liked it if he were actually here, watching. My body was already 

falling into the rhythm it craved

Restraintrestraintrestraint.. 

I kept chanting that mantra, my forehead pressed to hers, as I slowed down

She slowly tilted her head, baring her canines. Her beautiful wolf was sharing control now

My heart stopped

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The moment her fangs grazed the my skin, I lost it. My grip on the sheets tore them halfway off the mattress. My cock jerked inside her as my thrusts began to stutter

FuckI growled, the sound breaking in my throat

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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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