“Do you vow to stand beside your Alpha, to be his strength when he falters, his counsel in times of need, his shield when danger comes?”
Somewhere in the middle, my tears began to fall in hot trails down my cheeks that I didn’t bother to hide.
I glanced at Kester again, and damn it, he was still staring at me like I’d hung the moon and the stars just for him. That look that said, ‘You’re mine. Always mine.’
My throat tightened. “I do.”
The elder continued, but half the time, I barely heard him. My eyes kept finding Kester’s, and every time they did, he’d give me that small, almost wicked smirk. That ‘I can’t believe you’re mine in front of all these people’ smirk.
The vows ended with, “Do you swear to love without condition, to lead without fear, and to give your life if need be, for the safety of the pack?”
I nodded with a shaky smile, “I swear it.”
The elder closed the book, “Then, by the authority of the council, I name you Luna of the Blood
Crescent Pack.”
The hall erupted in another round of applause and cheers, but the sound blurred into nothing the second Kester turned fully to me.
“Didn’t I tell you I’d make you mine, Kasmine Hamilton?” His arm snaked around my waist, locking like he wanted to fuse me into him. me so close I could feel his heartbeat hammer against mine
“Now you are mine, Mine. His earned in, and fatore & code weer, he remedy
He kissed in front of everyone. And the kiss was gentle. It was hayogetic. Dossinating Possessive. The kind you give when you want the whole world to know exactly who she belongs to
Something we couldn’t dare to do before. But today, not only could wear it, but I was oftally his, in front of the whole world.
He slowly pulled away, his hand reaching for my chin as he gently tilted my head to meet his face. his thumb brushing off tears from my face.
“One more step to go, huh?” he murmured. I smiled through the tears and nodded. Ready to become Mrs. Kester Hamilton?”
My heart gave a hard, loud thud in my chest. “Yes, Alpha,” I teased, watching that flicker in his eyes and knowing exactly what it does to him when I called him that recently.
I could feel Zeth surge close to the surface, and his irises bled into that deep green. He was at pre His eyes did that whenever he wasn’t aroused, angry, agitated, or in the mood to rain chaos. And surprisingly, I was no longer scared of Zeth.
Zera and Zeth had bonded on something higher than blood. And Zeth would burn down the world to protect what’s his. Makes me wonder how protective he’d be by the time we fully bear their mark.
Kester’s lips curved into that kind of smile that promised the rest of my life was his territory.
“Let’s go legally make you my Mrs.”
Stepbrother
KASMINE.
Was it okay to say I was a bit nervous?
Yeah. It was.
I wasn’t a virgin anymore. Heck, Kester was the one who disvirgined me. I was carrying his babies, for God’s sake! So why the hell was my stomach doing flips knowing what was about to happen tonight?
The bathroom door slid open, and Kester stepped out, water still dripping from his skin. My em followed the trail – broad shoulders, hard chest, those deep grooves that dipped into his hips… and no towel.
My heart stuttered. My throat went dry.
I shifted on the bed, trying to sit up, but his smirk told me he’d noticed the effect he had on me.
“There is no need, Mine,” he said in a rough voice, “I’ll meet you there.” He took excruciatingly slow steps toward me, and I let out a nervous smile. My thighs pressed together on instinct.
We’d had a long day. We attended to a lot of visitors and congratulations, but Kester made sure I didn’t overwork myself one bit. The moment he sensed the tiniest bit of exhaustion on my face, he brought me back in to rest.
When he reached the bed, he climbed over me, bracing himself on his elbows so his weight didn’t crush me.
“You sure about this?” he murmured, lips brushing the shell of my ear, his warm breath soothing my nerves.
“Yes, love. I am. Make me yours tonight,” I said.
His eyes searched mine for a beat, his jaw ticking like he was holding something back. “I’ll be gentle. If you feel uncomfortable…”
“I’ll tell you,” I finished for him.
That was all it took for him to close the gap, his lips finding mine. The kiss started soft, almost like he was afraid I’d break if he took too much too soon.
I didn’t even realize I was holding back until he pulled away just enough to whisper, “Let me in, baby.”
The way he said it made my insides twist. I parted my lips for him, and his tongue slid in, gently claiming all the corners of my mouth.
This was the most sensual kiss I’d ever had in my life. And I’d be damned if I say I wasn’t turned on.
Heat pooled low in my stomach. My hands found their way up his damp back, my fingers dragging over hard muscle.
He shoved one knee between my thighs, pressing exactly where I needed him, making me gasp into. his mouth.
That gasp cost me-he swallowed it, deepening the kiss until it felt like he was drinking from me.
His right hand slid up under my nightdress, big palm dragging heat over my stomach before finding my breast. He cupped me hard, thumb flicking my nipple until it peaked under his touch.
“Kesss…” My voice cracked.
“Fuck, you’re soft…” he muttered against my lips, before dragging his mouth down my jaw and biting my neck, hard enough to make my hips jerk against him.
“Fuck, Mine… You’re already shaking for me.”
His mouth was back on mine before I could breathe, devouring me like he’d been starving for weeks. I moaned into him, my fingers digging into his damp hair and yanking him closer.
His tongue moved with slow, torturous strokes.
His hand slid from my breast down my stomach, fingers brushing dangerously close to where I was already throbbing for him. He made sure to drag it out until I was practically writhing under him.
“Kester…” I moaned. God, I sounded desperate.
He loved it. I could see it in the smug, dangerous glint in his eyes. “Call my name again, baby.”
“Kester…”
“Hmm… That’s my girl…”
His fingers finally slid between my thighs, pressing against my dripping center. My hips bucked, but he pinned me down with his weight, controlling my movement.
“You’re already soaked,” he growled, leaning down to bite my earlobe. “For me. Always for me.”
I whimpered when he rubbed slow circles over my clit, “You feel that?” His voice was low, like he was sharing a secret he’d never share with anyone else. “That’s mine. Every single drop of your arousal, every single twitch of this perfect little bundle of nerves here… all fucking mine.”
My fingers clamped down on his shoulders, my nails biting into his skin as his pace picked up just enough to make my thighs quiver.
“Oh, God… Kester…”
“Yes, baby…” he let out a breathy whisper, “I told you before…” He slid one thick finger inside my slick heat, and the sound that left me was a shameless moan, “…I am your god, Kasmine.” He growled into my ear, and I swear, I lost myself in the pleasure that rippled through me.
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