All Chapters of Four times Rejected, Claimed by Mafia Stepbrother : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

My cock hangs heavy between my legs, throbbing with need. I’m not sure I’ve ever been this hard in my fucking life if I don’t get inside her soon, it might actually kill me. I shove up from the ledge, popping the button on my jeans and shoving them down my hips, nearly tripping in my rush to kick them off my legs. Serena’s head lolls to the side, her eyes heavy-lidded as she watches my cock spring free, her pink tongue darting out to wet her lips. And yeah, I’d love to shove my dick past those plump lips and fuck her throat, but I’m way too close to the edge to fuck around with foreplay. I want to be buried deep inside her cunt when I come. And from the way she’s looking at me, she does, too. I step up to the ledge again, grabbing onto Serena ’s legs and shifting her sideways until her ass is almost dangling over the edge, tossing her feet over my shoulders. Then I wrap a hand around my painfully hard cock, dragging the head of it through her slick folds until she’s whimpering for

Serena’s POVI stood there staring at that damn lingerie like it was about to sprout legs and insult me to my face. That bastard, Alpha Julian. The name alone made my skin crawl.The wolf inside me clawed at my chest, equal parts humiliated and enraged especially at the fact that Damien thought I had something to do with this, where the hell did I even go to Silver Elites to meet the bastard that rejected me.Of all the people…The one who humiliated me in front of an entire pack. The one who called me a “filthy Omega mistake” like I was some kind of bad breeding experiment. And now, years later, he was sending me lingerie like he suddenly discovered I have a pulse?Damien sat on the edge of the bed, his knuckles cracked from how tightly he was gripping the crushed letter. I could see the veins in his arms pulsing like they were about to burst through his skin.“You gonna tell me the story, or do I get to guess which part of this makes you look like you wanna set the entire Eastside o

Serena's POVMy feet ached, but I kept walking. Every bone in my body screamed at me to turn back. Damien warned me not to leave, and here I was—sneaking past his guards with a fake-ass smile like I wasn’t mentally freaking out. They gave me confused stares but they didn’t question me. Maybe they thought I was taking a walk or they assumed Luna duties included evening strolls with secrets in your phone and fear in your gut.Stupid. This is so stupid.I wanted to take a cab, but hell no—I wasn’t risking some shady dude putting a needle in my neck. So I walked instead, trying to text back the mysterious number.“Who the hell are you? Meet where?” I typed.I barely hit send when something hard cracked against the back of my head and there was instant blackness.When I opened my eyes, my skull throbbed like it had gone twelve rounds with a brick wall. I was tied to a damn chair in what looked like an abandoned warehouse straight out of a Mafia torture flick and there were dried bloodstai

DAMIEN'S POVBy the time I went back, the Pack house was too quiet except this time, it wasn’t the calm-before-the-storm kind of quiet.It was the kind of quiet that gnawed at the back of your skull and whispered to you that something was missing before you even stepped through the damn door.My wolf was already clawing at me and I stormed into the house, kicking the door open so hard that the hinges cried. My eyes scanned the living room, the hallway, the corner and there was no scent, not even a trace.My mate wasn’t here.“Elena!” I bellowed, voice shaking the fucking walls. “Sloane!”Both of them stumbled into the hallway like two nervous rabbits caught in headlights with matching robes and matching fake innocent faces. The ones that screamed we definitely know what’s wrong but we’re going to pretend we don’t.Elena blinked. “Damien. You’re… back early.”Sloane gave a shaky laugh. “Serena just went out for a walk. Nothing serious. She’ll be back soon—”I took a step forward and th

Serena's Pov I didn’t even know when the tears started to fall. One minute, I was tied up like some dog meat in a basement, and the next, the iron door was blown open with a thunderous bang.And there he was—Damien.My Damien.A blur of shadows and raw fury, his face twisted in pure rage as his eyes scanned the room and landed on me. Relief washed over me so fast, I felt like my lungs collapsed and filled all over again. Zayn was right behind him, storming in like a demon at war.“Damien…” My voice cracked.“Get your fucking hands off her!” Damien roared, charging like a storm.Julian didn’t even get the chance to blink before Damien’s fist slammed into his jaw so hard, I heard bones crack. Julian went flying off the floor like he weighed nothing. Good. Serves the bastard right.Ivy screamed.“Don’t you fucking move,” Damien growled at her without even sparing her a glance. His steps thundered toward me, and I swear I saw death in his eyes.Zayn grabbed Damien’s shoulder before he co