Novel & Cerita Broly X Kale

I felt his hands around my waist, breath fanning on my lips and then—he kissed me. Lucas Hale, my bully,my stepbrother kissed me. It was soft at first, slow…intoxicating. I liked it…maybe loved, it was as if my body was on fire, and I needed more. My hands wrapped around his neck, deepening the kiss, while he pushed me gently until my ass was strandling again the counter Fuck. Why did this feel so good? His hand reached underneath my tank top, cupping my breasts, when a door cracked open.

"You don't mean that." "Don't I?" His hand came up, his fingers catching a strand of her hair, rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger like he couldn't help himself. "I've been trying not to mean it for months. Trying to convince myself that what I feel is appropriate. Brotherly. Protective." "It should be," Inés whispered, but she didn't step back. Couldn't step back. "You're my stepbrother." "I know." His eyes were dark, intense, burning with a desire that made her knees weak. "Believe me, I know. But that doesn't change the fact that watching another man touch you makes me lose my fucking mind."

"No, look. You forgot to multiply by the radius here. And this number should be squared." I leaned forward too. Close enough to see down the collar of her hoodie. She was wearing a tank top underneath. Black and fitted. I could see the curve of her breasts. The line of her collarbone. My mouth went dry. "Nate, are you listening?" "Absolutely." I was definitely not looking at her homework. She followed my gaze and her face went bright red. She jerked back and crossed her arms over her chest. "You're unbelievable." "What? I was just looking at the problem."

They can only do anything unless he tells them, so she is excited to hurt me as I am here, in their playroom. "I never thought your little cutie girl could be here, Damon?" Theodore Brown walks in, looking at me like I am just a dirt and walks to the other side of the room, still staring at me. He is our pack's Gamma's son, one who doesn't initiate bullying anyone but when he starts, they are just considered dead because he is deadly among everyone in this room. He killed almost 4 people before and no one can recognize the dead people’s face because of the torture they went through by him. People call him a psychopath and I never even wanted to be in the same room as him, he is that scary.

“He found me.” “If you say so.” “I’m not in the mood for your hoodoo bullshit.” “It’s the law of attraction, Lyon; they’re all coming home. Don’t you find it strange that the kids in Cali all found each other without knowing about their ancestral past? We should talk to Catalina about this; I’d love to hear her take on it.” “You talk to her. I ain’t saying shit to that kid.” “You’re just salty because she’s your carbon copy but in a cuter package.”

I expected him to hit me like he always did , but he did something different,something that scared me even more than his hits He had flattened himself against me so close that my breast was flattened against his hard chest, his nose was buried in the crook of my neck as he inhaled deeply, I didn't get what he was doing until I felt his teeth graze my neck followed by his tongue,he roughly kissed ,lick and nibble at my exposed collar and throat while I stood there helplessly, he'd stared into my terrified gaze for a long time before his fingers trailed to my chin to tilt it up to him

With that, Kale could only stand there. “Does that hurt?” Damian asked, his voice soft now, and even though it did sting a little, I stayed quiet. But silence was apparently loud enough, because I felt his grip loosen before he finally let me go. “My bad,” he said sweetly. “And don’t worry. I don’t plan on touching what my brother already touched.” My eyes widened. “Bro, we haven’t done anything,” Kale blurted out, unable to hide his embarrassment as he stepped forward again.

So when Axton nails my prostate and bobs his head I let the intense wave hit me, and knock me over. With my mates name on my lips.

“Don't force yourself.” He tenderly stroked my hair, placing a kiss on my temple. His gestures brought me near to the sleep I was yearning all day. “Thankyou. Both of you.” I yawned and closed my eyes once again, feeling relaxed all of a sudden. His protective smell invading my insides leaving me all giddy. He is the best. Elias is the best brother one could ask for. Hope nothing happens to him... “Don't mention it. Te amo, sorella.”

Steve pov: The blood in my veins boiled as I stepped forward, my voice shaking with fury. "How dare you hurt my brother," I roared at the group of bullies. The crowd around us fell silent, their eyes locked on us as they recorded the scene on their phones. My fist connected with a bully's face in a satisfying thud, sending a jolt of energy through my arm. Another bully appeared and blocked my way, trying to stop me from hitting. I felt a wave of anger surge through me and I couldn't help but lash out.