Stefan's POV I woke up to Adrian's hand sliding down my back, possessive and warm. The room was dark, moonlight slipping through the curtains, casting shadows on his muscled body next to mine. Last night replayed in my head – him claiming me, filling me, marking me as his. My step-brother, the pack alpha, and now something more twisted and raw. My ass still ached from the pounding, a reminder that made my cock twitch under the sheets.He stirred, eyes opening to meet mine. That hungry look was back, like he could devour me whole. "Morning already?" he murmured, voice gravelly from sleep. His fingers dipped lower, cupping my cheek, squeezing just hard enough to make me gasp."Yeah," I whispered, shifting closer. Our bodies pressed together, skin on skin. His dick hardened against my thigh, thick and insistent. I reached down, wrapping my hand around it, stroking slow. He groaned, thrusting into my fist."You want more, don't you?" he said, smirking. "Greedy little slut."I nodded, fa
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