Four times Rejected, Claimed by Mafia Stepbrother
He kissed me like a man who’d almost lost everything and didn’t know how to say thank you.
His hand slid around my waist, pulling me against him, his lips was rough and wild but I enjoyed it and kissed him back, tasting blood, fire, and need. And when he broke away, we were both breathless.
“I don’t care how strong you are,” he said, his voice low. “Don’t ever do something that reckless again, please Serena. Don't ever come near me again in the middle of a fight.”
“I’m a stripper with sudden werewolf powers,” I smirked. “ You think I wouldn't want to flex a bit, being reckless is kind of my thing now.”
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