Semua Bab Mated To My Step-brother And His Best friend: Bab 111 - Bab 120

EVEI’d lost track of how many places he’d taken me in the last hour. Every time I thought it was over, and he was about to reach his climax, he pulled out, shoved his fingers back inside me, worked me until I shook, and then pushed his cock in again as if my body was just another room in his house to be walked through and claimed.First against the wine bar, my cheek pressed to the cold wood while his hips slammed into me from behind, his fingers fisted in my hair, dragging my head back so I had to watch us in the dark glass. Then bent over the couch, my knees sinking into the cushions, while he pushed me down by the back of my neck and made me take every thrust until I was crying into the fabric. Then, on the floor, my palms scraping against the rug, my legs spread while he held my hips like a handle and pounded me, low growls spilling from his throat.And now—now I was straddling him on the couch, my thighs quivering, slick with sweat and hi

EVE.Kyrie felt better this morning, and I was excited about it. He also helped me reach out to the Dean again, and the Dean said they were still working on my admission.I felt hopeful, even though it was taking longer than I would have liked.I had to prepare for school, and Kyrie said he'd be at the warehouse this evening, and I was looking forward to it already.But by the time I arrived at the house, my stomach dropped as last night's incident crept into my memory. It made me wonder what Saint was up to and what he might do to me for even daring not to return home last night.But I braced myself up, ready for whatever the hell he had waiting for me.I sucked in a deep breath and pushed the door open, and what I saw made my lungs lock.There was a girl. Just about my age. She was setting the table with a casual smile, placing a plate down as if she’d been doing this for years. Her skin looked airbrushed, her hair fell in per

KYRIE.Saint fucking Rollins.The look on his face out there was to kill for.That quiet, murderous stare he wears when he’s seconds away from losing it—yeah, I’d frame it if I could.I’m supposed to be grateful to the bastard for not letting me die after slicing me open in the first place. But who the fuck caused it all? He did. And if anyone saved my life, it wasn’t him — it was Eve.If she hadn’t let him fuck her, he wouldn’t have handed over that antidote. She bled for me in a way he never would. So no, Saint doesn’t get my gratitude. Eve does."Who is that girl with Saint?" Eve's question caught my attention immediately.My eyes flicked up from my wristwatch.What the fuck did she just ask?Why the hell was she even asking about Saint’s new fuck toy?She wasn’t jealous… was she?I turned slowly, peeling off my sleeves, buying myse

EVE.I checked the time, and I had just ten minutes to get to the warehouse. Tight, but doable if I moved faster.I'd spent longer than I should have in school. Derek was helping me out with my assignment. I'd spent a lot of time away from school until everything felt foreign to me.My phone buzzed.Kyrie: “Don’t be late, baby. I can’t wait to show you what I've got.”I smiled despite the weird chill and typed back, “I’ll soon be there.”He wanted to pick me up from school, but later changed his mind. He said he had a surprise for me today, and that I should meet him instead. Makes me wonder what surprise it was.I had to stop by the superstore to get some more birth control pills. I just took the last of the one I had returned with from Lanry Side, and I wasn’t about to play roulette with my life.The moment I stepped foot into the place, the AC wasn't the only

KYRIE.My heartbeat was irregular — but steady enough that she couldn’t hear what was really going on beneath it.I’ve mastered that skill. Keeping the storm quiet while smiling through the sound of my own pulse.She was lying.I saw it in her eyes the second she said that name — Derek.The way her lips trembled before she slowly bit it. The slight hitch in her breath when I asked if he liked her.I’ve studied every inch of this girl. I know her tells like my own reflection.But it’s fine. I’ll let it go.That doesn’t mean I’ll ignore it. Derek’s a threat I don’t like.And I don’t leave threats standing.I’ll have a chat with him. Just a short one.Just enough to make sure he knows who she belongs to and what happens when people forget their place around her.God, I fucking love this girl.More than is good for me.