All Chapters of My Stepbrother Got Me Pregnant: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Hunter“Ahhh—! Please… leave me… I don’t know which woman you’re talking about. I’ll never do it again—”His screams bounced off the empty walls.Every time I remembered the way Chris used to tremble in my arms in the dark, I pressed another heated rod against his thighs.All twenty of his nails had already been uprooted. Burn marks covered most of his body.I felt nothing.Not a single sympathy for him.Even last night I had watched Chris struggle to sleep in the dark. I had kept the lights on for her.I grabbed his throat and forced him to look at me.I gestured at his lucid dick.“You tried to press this against my woman, didn’t you?”He shook his head wildly. I tightened my grip until his face turned red.“You like forcing yourself on women in alleys.” My voice was flat. “Let’s see how useful it feels after this.”I pressed the heated rod between his legs one final time.His scream tore through the room.I pulled the gloves off. Mike was already waiting — he had located three more

ChristinaHis hand moved slowly inside my panties.I could see the exact moment his focus shifted in the glass reflection. His breathing grew heavier against my back.The silence felt awkward than words. He already knew how my body responded just now. How exactly wet I was already inside my panties.“You’re going to bathe me every day for the next fifteen days?” I asked, voice tight.“I’ll do it every day,” he said quietly. “As long as you want me to.”Heat flooded my cheeks.Hunter dried me carefully, then pulled one of his shirts over my head. He lifted me again and laid me on the bed.When I settled on my back, I saw it clearly — the hard line of his cock straining against his pants.He noticed me looking.This time he didn’t turn away or try to hide it.He leaned down until his mouth was close to my ear.“Rest.” His voice was low. “I’m right outside. Call me if you need anything.”Then he walked out and closed the door.I stared at the ceiling, heart still racing.Part of me want

HunterHer body shattered as she came on my tongue and around my finger.I didn’t give her time to recover.I moved between her legs, unbuckled my belt and freed my cock. Hard. already leaking.She licked her lips. “I hope you’re not planning to wake Kai,” she whispered.I smirked.She knew exactly what was coming.I lined myself up and pushed into her in one strong, deep thrust. Her mouth fell open. She clamped her hand over it immediately, stifling the cry.I stayed still for a moment and braced over her. Letting her feel every inch while she adjusted.Her eyes were wide. I held her gaze.“We used to be we were scared our parents would hear us fucking,” I muttered. “Now we’re scared our kid will. Some things never change. I still can’t keep my hands off you.” She glared and hit my chest weakly.I started moving — slow, deep strokes at first. I pulled almost all the way out before sliding back in. Her face tightened with the stretch. The gradually softened as the pleasure took

ChristinaI was almost certain Hunter had gone to speak with the officers despite what he said.Then my phone lit up.A message from a hidden number.I opened it with shaking fingers. Inside was a map link — a remote location far outside the city, in an area that looked abandoned and unclear on the satellite view.My phone rang immediately. Hunter.I answered while my eyes fixed on the large leather bag of money.“Chris. Did you get the location?”If I told him the truth, he would insist on bringing people.The kidnapper’s warning echoed in my head.One wrong move and Kai could get hurt.“No,” I lied, my voice steadier than I felt. “He hasn’t sent anything yet.”I had already decided.I would handle this myself. I would take the money, follow every instruction and bring my son home.Taking any risk felt more dangerous than going alone.“Alright,” Hunter said. “The second that message comes through, you tell me. Kai is coming back to us. I’ll make sure of it.”“Hmm.”The moment the cal

HunterA sudden wail of sirens cut through the night.Police.The kidnapper jerked in my grip and tried to bolt.I slammed him back against the wall and held him until the officers rushed onto the balcony and took him from me.He was still smirking when they dragged him away but one of the officers forced him to speak.Moments later they were leading us up to the terrace of the same building.In the far corner sat a large industrial drum.My blood turned to ice.I ran.I ripped the heavy lid off.Kai was inside — tied to a metal pole, the dark water already reaching his neck. His small head was slumped forward.“Kai!”I climbed in without thinking, the cold water soaking me to the waist.My fingers tore at the ropes until they gave way. I pulled my son free and lifted him out.He was unconscious. His pulse was racing under my fingers but he was alive.His face was pale and streaked with dried tears.“Kai—” Chris’s broken sob tore through the air as I carried him down the stairs.She r