Semua Bab Mated To My Step-brother And His Best friend: Bab 41 - Bab 50

EVE.Oh God.I was shaking like I'd just swallowed thunder... My knees, my fingers, my insides.My gut twisted so hard I thought I might vomit. I could barely hold myself together.If I survived tonight, I swear, I'd run. I'd pack everything I owned, change my name, and disappear into some cold corner of the world where no one would ever speak his name again.Because one more day with him and I'll completely lose myself.He would take me piece by piece. Starting with my soul, then my body.He kissed me.He actually went as far as kissing me for real... I thought it would all be staged... Like... We'll act like we were kissing, but in the real sense, we weren't.My stepbrother actually kissed me. And it wasn't the kind of kiss you remember with a sigh ten years later.It was domination and pure ownership.No doubt he was going to fuck me if the need ever arose. He would do it without an iota of guilt or shame. And he damn sure wouldn't feel sorry.He was going to use me like a ragdoll.

SAINT.She parted her legs for me. One of her hands trembled against my thigh, the other slid behind her and hooked over my neck.I didn't touch her out of lust.God, I wish it were that easy.Lust would've been clean — feral, messy, but honest.This wasn't that. This was slow rot... A festering dare I put myself to, just to prove to myself that I was still in control.She pulled me so close until all I could breathe was the sickening sweetness of lavender from her hair."You really don't get what you're doing, do you?" I muttered, slipping my hand between her thighs. "You're stirring up the kind of thoughts that don't come with mercy. And that's starting to piss me off."I'd be damned if I didn't take this further into the depths of her in-between. God, I meant her warm cunt.I ran my finger over her thong, feeling the hot, slick, shamefully wet mess between her thighs.It was fucking soaked. Had she not been family, I swear to fuck, I would have sunk my cock into her cunt and fucked

EVE.The first thing I noticed was the brightness. Blinding white light washed over my face.I winced, groaning as I tried to open my eyes, but the pain behind my eyelids made me feel like my head had been cracked open.God, what happened?I forced my eyes open, bit by bit, and it took a few seconds for my brain to register where I was.I was in my room. On my bed. And...My clothes... What was I wearing?"Oh, my God!" I jerked up immediately, my stomach dropping so hard as I looked down at myself. But an unusual kind of dizziness slammed right through me, and I nearly collapsed again."I'd advise you stay calm. You're still recovering," I heard a familiar voice across from me, and for some gut-wrenching reasons, my heart skipped a beat.Saint.I turned slowly, my muscles tensing on instinct as I pulled the blanket closer to my chest. He stood there by the table with his hands casually tucked in his pockets, just watching me.Did he actually undress me himself? And even took off my ma

KYRIE.I didn't know whatever the fuck she was looking at like she'd been running from something, but I stretched out my hand and grabbed her by her wrist, yanking her in and slamming the door shut before the world could see what the hell just walked into my house.She let out a sound that was meant to come out as a gasp but failed. Instead, the sound came like a sinful, slutty moan. The kind that curls under your skin and tells you every single part of her is soft.Fuck. Why do I feel like I've heard her moan before?Her eyes went wide the second she saw me.Then, of course, the instinct kicked in. She fucking spun like she was about to bolt.'No, you don't.' I yanked her back before she could make it two steps. Her body jerked into mine like she forgot gravity existed.She was too stunned to speak. And I swear to fuck, I couldn't form a fucking sentence either.Jesus Christ, this girl...Why the fuck was she always half-naked?Every goddamn time I see her, she's dressed like tempta

EVE.My emotions were all over the place, swinging so violently I could barely keep up with them.At first, I was shocked to see Kyrie at home. I swear, I didn't expect he'd be home. The second his hand grabbed me and dragged me inside, my heart nearly punched out of my chest.Then, my shock bled into fear fast. One moment we were talking about Irene, the next he was looking at me like I was the last puzzle piece he'd been hunting for.Why the hell was he asking me if we'd ever met before?And what the hell did he mean about my moans sounding familiar? I never made a sound like that around him… did I?Saint had warned me to stay away from Kyrie. Obviously, this was what Saint was trying to prevent... Kyrie was way too smart and observant.He was the kind of predator that didn't need to chase because you'd eventually walk right into his jaws. If I let my guard down around him, even for a second, he'd figure me out before I could come up with a believable lie. And once that happened...