All Chapters of My Brother's Worst Enemy Craves Me: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

CHAPTER 62 Skye's POV "So I'm a werewolf?" I asked. My voice sounded far away‚ as if it belonged to someone else. Kael nodded slowly. "Yes." "A werewolf." "Yes‚ Skye." I pressed my palms flat against the table because my hands wouldn't stop shaking and I needed something solid to hold onto. "And Thorne is a werewolf. And you're a werewolf. And there are packs and Alphas and mate bonds and all of this has been happening around me my entire life and nobody thought to mention it." "That's exactly the problem‚" Kael said. He leaned forward with his elbows on the table and his expression shifted into something more serious. "Thorne knew. He's known from the very beginning." "Known what exactly?" "About your wolf. About who you really are. He could sense her the same way I can. Probably even stronger because of the mate bond. He's known this entire time that you weren't fully human and he never said a word." "Maybe he didn't know. Maybe he—" "He knew." Kael's voice w

Chapter 64 Skye’s POV I didn't plan it. I didn't decide to do it. One second I was staring at his mouth and hating him and the next second my lips were on his and I was kissing him like I wanted to consume him. Like I wanted to crawl inside his body and tear out every secret he had ever kept from me and burn them all. He released my wrists and his hands went to my waist‚ gripping the fabric of my shirt and pulling me harder against him. I bit his lower lip‚ hard enough to draw blood‚ and he groaned into my mouth and lifted me onto his desk in one rough motion. Papers scattered. His laptop slid sideways. Something glass fell off the edge and shattered on the floor and neither of us even glanced at it. "I'm so angry at you‚" I said between kisses‚ my fingers already tearing at the buttons of his shirt. "I'm so fucking angry at you right now." "I know." He pulled my shirt over my head and threw it somewhere behind him. His mouth dropped to my neck and I felt his teeth scrape

CHAPTER 66 Thorne's POV "So... start talking‚" she said. I looked at her and my brain short-circuited. She was still on my desk with her legs slightly apart‚ her jeans unbuttoned and sitting low on her hips. Her bra was somewhere on the floor and her shirt was bunched up around her waist‚ leaving everything above it bare. Her breasts were full and swollen‚ nipples still hard and flushed dark from where my mouth had been. There were bite marks across her collarbone and red patches blooming along her neck from my teeth and my stubble and her hair was a tangled mess from my hands pulling it. Her lips were puffy and raw and there was still a faint smear of blood on her bottom lip from when she'd bitten down on me mid-fuck. She looked completely destroyed. And so fucking sexy that my cock twitched just from looking at her. I was still half hard and the sight of her sitting there like that was making it impossible to think about anything other than bending her back over tha

CHAPTER 68 Thorne's POV "Stay away from Skye‚ Thorne." Ethan's voice was shaking with barely controlled rage as he stepped past Rebecca and into my office. "I won't repeat myself again." Rebecca looked at me with wide‚ panicked eyes. The two security guards were right behind Ethan now‚ waiting for my signal. "It's fine‚" I said to all three of them. "Leave us." Rebecca hesitated but one look from me sent her back to her desk. The security guards retreated down the hallway and the door swung shut‚ leaving just the two of us. Ethan's eyes swept across the room. The desk shoved out of place. Papers everywhere. The hole in the wall. The blood still drying on my knuckles. Something dark passed across his face as he pieced together what had happened in this room. "And if I don't?" I asked. My voice came out flat and dead because that's exactly how I felt. "Stay away from her. What then?" "Then I'll make sure you regret it. I have a name in this city‚ Thorne. People know

Chapter 70 Skye's POV The sound of that voice sent a shiver through my entire body but my brain was too far gone to process it properly. I was drowning in sensation. His mouth on me. His fingers in my mouth. The taste of his skin on my tongue while his tongue was buried in me. I couldn't think. I couldn't do anything except feel. His fingers pushed deeper into my mouth as his tongue pushed inside me at the same time‚ and I gagged softly around them while my thighs clamped around his head. My hand pressed him closer. Deeper. His nose ground against my clit while that tongue fucked into me with a rhythm that was slow and deliberate and absolutely merciless‚ and every moan that tried to escape was swallowed by the fingers filling my mouth. He pulled his mouth away just long enough to press his lips against my inner thigh. I felt him breathe against my skin‚ hot and ragged‚ before he whispered‚ "You have no idea how long I've wanted this. Ten years." His tongue dragged a slow‚ w