All Chapters of Claimed by my Biker Stepbrother: Chapter 91 - Chapter 99

Pearl The car door slammed harder than I meant it to, or maybe it only slammed because that was how Zander had wanted it. Whatever his intention was, the sound echoed inside me.Zander didn’t look at me as he rounded the hood and got into the driver’s seat. Instead, he shut his door with controlled precision, started the engine, and pulled away from the curb without a word.The silence was worse than if he had shouted. As he slippes out of the bar’s parking lot and down the tarred roads, the city lights slid across his face in fragments. They came in golden steaks , then shadow, then gold again. His jaw was tight, and his hands were steady on the wheel.Too steady.I pressed my palms together in my lap to stop them from shaking. Call me crazy or whatever, but if we were to get home in one piece, then I would consider it a fucking miracle. “I didn’t know he was out there,” I started, my voice thin. “I was just taking the trash out. I thought it would be quick and….”I trailed off,

Pearl I pulled back just enough to breathe, my lips swollen and tingling from the force of his mouth. The cool night air hit my skin, but it did nothing to dampen the fire Zander had just lit. I looked him dead in the eye, trying to reclaim some shred of the independence he’d just dismantled."This means nothing," I got out, my voice hitching. "It’s just the anger, Zander. Don’t get it twisted."Zander didn't argue. He didn't yell. He just let out a low, dark smirk that told me he knew exactly how much of a lie that was. His eyes traveled over my face, heavy with a confidence that made me want to scream and climb him at the same time."If you say so, princess," he murmured. He leaned in, his nose brushing against mine, his scent, leather and woodsmoke, overwhelming my senses. "So, are you up for it? Or are we going to stand here and pretend you don’t want to rip my clothes off?"His words only made the fire burn brighter. Hell, they had my pussy watering like a fucking waterfall, and

Pearl I woke up feeling deliciously ruined.Every inch of me hummed with the memory of his hands, his mouth, down to the way he’d taken his time like I was something worth savoring. My thighs ached when I shifted, my hips protested, and even the inside of my lower lip was tender from how hard I’d bitten down on it, but that wasn't even the best part. If I got the chance,then I was going to do it all over again. Zander’s arm was heavy around my waist, his chest warm and solid against my back. He slept like he did everything else, fully committed. One leg tangled with mine, and his face buried in my hair, which showed that he was possessive even in sleep.I allowed myself one quiet second to just exist there. Then I carefully began the extraction process.Slowly, inch by inch, I lifted his arm and slid out from under it. He grumbled something low and unintelligible, tightening his grip once before I froze. I waited, counted to five when he settled, and then I slipped free.The room

Pearl By the time I got back, my hands were still shaking. I didn't even realize they were shaking till I got back to the cabin. My hands weren't vibrating visibly, nor was it dramatic, but it was just enough that I had to curl them into fists before pushing the door open.Like that wasn't enough, my mind was everywhere and nowhere at the same time. I wasn't one to exaggerate, but it was a miracle how I'd even arrived safely. The thoughts of everything that had gone down with Vienna clouded my mind so hard that I couldn't focus on anything else. Zander was already inside. He wasn’t pacing, he wasn’t on the phone, and hry wasn’t pretending to be casual either.He was standing near the window, arms folded, staring out like he’d been waiting for a storm to arrive.When the door clicked shut behind me, he turned. His eyes went straight to my face.“What happened?” he asked. The personality of his that liked to tease me was gone, and there was no softness in his voice. Just pure undil