Her taste flooded my senses-sweet, intoxicating, entirely ber-and I groaned low in my throat, the sound vibrating against her mouth as I claimed her fully.
“You taste like heaven. Like everything I’ve ever craved.” I said against her lips, and she moaned in response.
The kiss grew more urgent, more consuming. I poured everything into it-my frustration, my desire, my obsession-letting her feel the depth of my hunger for her My tongue swept against hers, coaxing and demanding, drawing her into the storm I refused to contain
She leaned into me just slightly, but it was enough. Her lips softened, no longer trembling, and she kissed me back with an eagerness that surprised even her.
When she finally broke away, gasping for air, her eyes were glossy, her lips swollen. “What do you want from me, Kester?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. The vulnerability in her tone only fueled the possessiveness surging through me.
I brushed a strand of hair away from her face, my thumb lingering against her cheek. “I want you to be mine,” I said simply. “In every way that matters. I want you, Kasmine. All of you.”
She shook her head weakly, her gaze dropping to the floor. That’s not possible,” she murmured, “It can’t be. You know that. Society would never accept this. Mum. Dad, Everyone will see this as a taboo.”
I smirked, tilting her face back up so she was forced to meet my eyes. “Fuck everyone. Everything is possible with me. You’ll learn that soon enough.
Her lips quivered, and for a moment, she looked as though he might push me away. But then she surprised me. Her gaze hardened slightly, “If I do what you want… if I give you whatever you ask for, you have to promise me something.”
My brow arched, intrigued. “What is it?”
Her next words were quiet, hesitant. “Promise me you won’t hurt Jake.”
Jake. Again.
The very mention of his name was enough to stir the dark, simmering rage inside me, but I kept my composure. I didn’t want to ruin the moment.
My smirk widened slightly, and I leaned in, letting my lips hover over her car. “As long as you’re my good girl,” I murmured, my voice dripping with menace and desire, “Jake has nothing to fear.”
She shivered under my breath, her eyes fluttering closed as I pressed a soft kiss to the corner of her mouth. “Leave your door open tonight, Mine.” I whispered against her lips, “Just like last night.”
I felt her tense. But before she could respond, 1 captured her lips again, claiming her one last time before stepping back and leaving the room.
KASMINE
Kester asked the driver to take me home. And while I could say I was thankful he didn’t ride with me, a part of me wished he did.
Call me crazy, but I was beginning to crave the fear he instilled in me. That overwhelming, commanding, dominating aura of his. It wasn’t just fear-it was something; far darker, far more addictive. A pull I couldn’t resist, even though I knew I should have.
“Don’t forget to give him this,” Claire chirped, breaking my thoughts as she handed me a small gift bag. “Tell him it’s a thanksgiving gift to the Moon Goddess, Selene, for my recovery.”
I blinked at her, trying to mask the guilt churning in my chest.
Selene’s Thanksgiving? Seriously? I would never understand this girl.
Who in their right mind gave Kester gifts under the guise of divine gratitude? Was he now Selene’s emissar earth? on… I suppressed the urge to scoff. I knew Claire’s game. She didn’t care about Selene. This was just an excuse to give Kester something personal. And she was so earnest about it that my chest tightened with guilt.
Because no matter how much I wanted to justify it, I knew had already betrayed her in the worst way possible. Every time I looked at her cheerful, oblivious face, guilt clawed at me, threatening to rip my heart apart.
Even though I knew Kester would never reciprocate her feelings for him, I still felt like I betrayed my friend.
How would she feel if she ever found out? That her sweet, thoughtful Kasmine had done the unthinkable-had let her crush kneel me before him, letting him stuff his cock into my mouth? And I also let him kiss me twice in the office today? She’d be heartbroken.
But what could I do? Kester was the kind of storm you couldn’t fight. He tore through boundaries, shredded rules, and left you standing in the ruins, wondering why you didn’t run.
He was making sure I broke every rule there is to break and cross every boundary I shouldn’t even cross.
“I’ll make sure he gets it, Claire,” I said softly, trying to mask the shame in my voice. As I turned to leave, she stopped me again, her wide, bright eyes looking up at me… She had no idea the dagger I was holding behind my back
“I’d like to come over this weekend,” she said with a smile that made her slightly chubby cheeks glow in the setting sun. “We could watch a movie, maybe order some food?”
Her eagerness made my stomach churn. “We have to report to school on Friday, remember?” I said with an eye roll, “Don’t you plan on spending the weekend with your parents at the pack?”
“No,” she said with a laugh, brushing my concern aside. “This one Weekend wouldn’t kill. And I know you’ll return as soon as we are done from school on Friday,” she said, and I narrowed my brows
“How sure are you? I haven’t spent the weekend with iny parents for two weeks now. I have to…” I was saying, but she stopped me mid-sentence.
“Who are you kidding? Your mother is here. And she’ll be leaving on Saturday morning, isn’t it?” She asked with raised brows as if daring me to deny, and I instantly recalled that mum was at home and Kester would never let me go to school or the pack house unless he had business to attend to over there.
That’s how confined I was now. My life revolved around Kester’s decisions now, whether I admitted it or not.
“We could also go shopping after seeing a movie… I just want us to have fun!” She said pleadingly, and I gave her an eye roll before replying.
“Fine. I’ll talk to Kester about it.”
I had… I dinner as soon as I got home. I was famished. Didn’t eat at the office because I was too shaken to eat.
The house was empty. Mum told me she was attending the regional Luna’s meeting today. She probably wasn’t back yet.
I took a long, warm shower, letting the water wash over me The tension in my muscles eased, but my mind refused to follow suit. No matter how hard I tried to distract myself, Kester’s thoughts haunted me. His voice, his touch, his overwhelming dominance-they consumed my thoughts, refusing to let me breathe.
And every time I thought about him, that unwelcome heat pooled deep in my core. I hated it. I craved it. He was wrapping me in a chokehold, one I wasn’t sure I wanted to escape from for now.
This was wrong. Forbidden. Every part of me knew that. Yet, that very forbidden nature made it intoxicating. To be desired, pursued, possessed by a man like Kester it was dangerous, thrilling, and utterly addictive. It was something any woman would die for.
But I was scared of one thing… Kester wasn’t the kind of man to play games. He didn’t just want to have fun. No, he wanted all of me. Every thought, every breath, every piece of my soul.
And I couldn’t give him that. Not when I’ll be expecting to have my mate in a few months when I turn twenty-one.
I knew this couldn’t last. Kester was a storm, and storms never ended peacefully. But before I walk away and build walls too high for him to climb, I wanted to taste the danger just a little longer. Just a little more.
I’d be careful. I’d play the good girl enough to keep him satisfied and to protect Jake. I’d bask in the reckless thrill of this forbidden affair-just until it was time to stop.
At least, that’s what I told myself.
Just a little thrill.
I found myself picking out the best set of lingerie I had, a small smile of anticipation tugging the side of my lips. My fingers brushed over the silks and lace tucked away at the back, hidden treasures I rarely wore.
I should be ashamed of myself for doing this for someone who was meant to be my brother.
And yet, here I was.
My eyes wandered around the room, and they landed on the spot. That spot. Where I had knelt before him just last night like a sinner praying to a god.
The memory hit me like a jolt of lightning. I could still feel the hardness of his monstrous cock pushing its way greedily into my mouth, the way his hand had tangled in my hair as he guided me closer, demanding, taking, consuming. My lips parted at the thought, and a shiver rolled down my spine.
My thighs clenched together as an ache started to grow in my center, insistent and maddening. This had never happened to me before, even those times when I used to watch those adult movies online.
I’ve always seen and heard people touch themselves, but I always felt too embarrassed to even try. I’d rather let a real penis into my vagina than use some toy or, worst of all my hands.
But I think that was about to change because the ache in my center was becoming unbearable.
I slowly lay back on the bed, adjusting myself with my heels digging into the mattress as I parted my legs
Gods, this felt wrong. Every part of me screamed that it was wrong. But all that mattered to me at this moment was quenching the fire burning down my core.
I was in nothing but my towel, so it gave me easy access to my center. As soon as my fingers brushed the sensitive skin of my vagina, a shiver rippled through my body.
I was dripping wet. I didn’t know how to do this. But instines drove me forward as I was willing to give it a try.
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