My Lover, My Stepbrother
When the first hint of gray light started peeking through the curtains, he pulled on his clothes quickly, careful and quiet, but not before pressing one last, deep kiss to my lips.
“I’ll always find a way to get to you,” he whispered against my skin, his voice soft but sure. “No matter how tight they watch us. You’re mine. Always.”
And as he slipped out the door like a ghost, leaving me breathless, marked, and completely his, I knew he meant every word. They could watch us all they wanted, they could make all the rules they liked, but they couldn’t stop this. They couldn’t stop us. We would always find our way back to each other, again and again, no matter what.
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