My Stepbrothers’ Plus-sized Obsession のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

MELANIE Valentin’s mouth crashes into mine like he’s been starving for years. The kiss is filthy from the first second—wet, open, desperate. His tongue shoves past my lips, curling against mine as if he wants to taste every last bit of the hate I just confessed. Saliva mixes between us. It’s messy, slurpy, loud, everything I love and desire in a kiss. I keep giving wholeheartedly, and he takes it all without question. I moan into it and he swallows the sound with his tongue. His teeth catch my lower lip and tug hard enough to sting, then his tongue is back, licking into me, claiming every corner of my mouth while his hand tightens in my hair until my scalp burns. God, yes. Kiss me like you hate how much you want me. Make it dirty. Make it hurt a little. I want to taste how much, how badly he wants me. Behind me Xavier’s breath is hot on my neck, and Cassian’s fingers find the hem of my cheap blouse and yank it upward. Warm hands—Cassian’s no doubt—slide under the fab

MELANIEValentin’s green eyes darken as he wipes one tear away with his thumb. His voice is low, rough, and absolute.“We’re going to take turns fucking you, spitfire. One by one. And every single one of us is going to come inside this pretty pussy until you’re dripping with us.”My core clenches hard at the promise.Cassian’s hand slides up my soft throat, fingers gentle for a second before they tighten. “Valentin first,” he murmurs. “He’s going to choke you while he fucks the last of that hate right out of you.”Xavier’s mouth brushes my ear. “Then Cassian’s going to pick this big, soft body up, wrap these thick thighs around his waist, and fuck you standing until you can’t stand on your own.”Oh my God. My face, my cunt, my whole body is on fire. Valentin’s fingers dig into the soft flesh of my hips. “And when he’s done, you’re going to climb on Xavier and ride him. Nice and slow at first… then as hard as this perfect body can take.”I nod frantically, tears still slipping do

MELANIE The doors of the Alistair mansion swing open, but this time, I do not walk in like a terrified trespasser. Even if I can barely breathe, it helps to know that they’ve got me. Valentin takes the lead, his towering frame casting a long shadow across the marble foyer. Cassian and Xavier flank him effortlessly, while I stay exactly one step behind Valentin’s broad shoulders, my hands trembling slightly, but my spine completely straight.Evangeline is sitting on the edge of the cream-colored sofa, a bone-china teacup balanced delicately in her manicured hand. The second she looks up and sees the three brothers walking through the archway, her entire demeanor changes. The tension completely melts out of her shoulders. Her eyes literally brighten, lighting up with a profound, breathless relief.She sets her teacup down on the glass table with a sharp clink and stands up, smoothing the skirt of her pristine designer dress."Valentin. Cassian," Evangeline breathes out, a genuine,

MELANIE Evangeline’s smile doesn’t reach her eyes. It is cold and cruel, all I need to know—added to everything that she’s said to my face—that she’s going to stop at nothing to rip my heart right out of my chest. She’s about to take whatever matters to me and crush it, set it ablaze and make sure it burns in a pile of ash. “What do I want huh?” She takes a long and torturous look at me. I can feel my heart race faster with every second that passes by. I have no idea what she’s going to ask me to do, and that’s the part that kills me the most. "I want you to let go of that suitcase," Evangeline replies smoothly, nodding toward the bag by my feet. No, please no. My face must have given out the dread that curls around my heart like a sickle, ready to rip it out, to leave me bleeding on the ground, helpless, hopeless. “Then, you are going to unpack your cheap little clothes, put them back in my closet, and go downstairs, put an end to the charade the brothers have going on, and sh

VALENTIN ALISTAIR “Are we really going to leave her there? Just walk away? Like…like nothing happened?” Xavier asks for what might be the tenth time since we got into the car. Once again, I do not respond. My eyes are still glued outside the window, to the rows of exquisite houses we drive past on our way out. “Guys, listen,” he looks to the back seat, a luxury I wish I hadn’t afforded him when he asked Cassian to drive instead. I love my brother, but at this point, I wish I had him at the steering. “We know that Melanie will never willingly decide to stay with Eva. That woman is as cruel as cruel can get. We should go back in there and drag her out.”“We also know Melanie can’t make up her mind for shit,” Cassian retorts. The cold tone of his voice shifts my gaze to the rearview mirror. His brows are furrowed, irritation evident in his gaze. His grip on the wheel is beyond tight, every vein on his hand is threatening to pop out of his skin. “She’s done this to us more times th