Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

She was the only one that kept me sane in this house. Whenever she wasn't at home, I'd feel like my world would fall apart. Her happiness and playfulness kept he alive every time. It was always too quiet and lonely whenever she went to see those friends of hers that I had come to hate with a passion.

Even though I had tried to come up with some solutions, like spending time in her room whenever she was out or holding onto her favorite toy just to pretend she was there with me, it still wasn't enough.

"I can't. I love my friends," She pressed with sadness written all over her.

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"More than you love me?" I asked, tilting my head while putting on wounded smile.

Her eyes shot up to meet mine in panic. "No! No, I love you, Kester. You're my big brother. You're everything to me, but..."

"But what?" I pushed softly.

She hesitated. And that hesitation was enough.

"You don't need them. You can see them another time."

I reached for her other hand and gave her my most hopeful grin. "Actually, I picked out a movie for us to watch tonight. One of your favorites." I announced, hoping it would cheer her up, but it didn't.

"I'll massage your feet while we watch... Just the way you like it."

Her lips twitched.

"And I was thinking," I continued, squeezing her fingers playfully, "you could spend the night in my room tonight. It's your turn to be hosted anyway, remember? You hosted me last week."

I gave her a slow, knowing wink. "How does chocolate and popcorn sound?"

She let out a tiny breath. Her shoulders slumped as she sank back onto the bed with a reluctant smile curving the corner of her mouth. She was clearly displeased, but that was okay.

"Thank you, Kasmine," I whispered, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "I promise you'll see them another time. Okay?"

She nodded once, but that was enough for me.

SIX YEARS AGO.

"Kester! Are you trying to kill her?" Norlan snarled through gritted teeth, gripping my arm in an attempt to stop me, but he couldn't. I was far too lost to be stopped.

"She asked for it, damn it!" I hissed, my fingers digging into Jeni's waist as I pulled her closer, slamming my cock into her harder.

She yelped at the impact, gripping tightly on the table on which she was bent over as I fucked her from the back. Her legs were almost giving way, but I held her firmly.

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"Please, Kester..." She gasped when I slowly rolled my waist, my cock swirling, teasing, and rubbing the corners of her insides before I buried myself to the hilt again.

She whimpered.

I wrapped her half around my fingers and pulled hard, making her ah her back, giving me the most wicked angle there was as my balls slapped loudly against her wet entrance, and fuck, it was addicive. She was petite, tight, and zo wet it was phiscene. And I Toved ruining her.

"Fuck!" Norlan cursed and returned to the window, staring outside af trying to go back to minding his business.

He was clearly displeased. He knew exactly why I was doing this. But hadn't he been the one who'd advised me to take out the steam on another girl instead of losing control and fucking my sister

He said I should channel it somewhere else.

And here I was, channeling. Why was he now worried?

It was our final year in college, and we had just a few weeks to graduation. Jent, the school's most cherished student, had vowed to have me before graduation.

She had been on my neck for three years now. And today, I had to grant her wish, even though I was only using her to pour out my frustration.

My little sister was growing up too fast. And it was killing me. She was becoming a beautiful young woman with a body built like a goddess.

At 15, she was already looking like a runway model with cleavages and curves appearing in the right places and proportions.

She wore little things around the house... Tiny shorts, loose tops, and no fucking bra!

I'd tried to caution her about the kind

of things she wore around "the house" several times, but she wasn't getting the memo. I wasn't

concerned about "The House." I was

concerned about ME!noveldrama

I know I should be disgusted at myself for even noticing, but whenever she wore those little, tight clothes of

hers that barely covered her body, they made me really uncomfortable in the wrong way.

It began to grow worse to the point that I intentionally began avoiding her. We had to cut down greatly on

our movie nights, including spending nights in each other's rooms.

Fuck, I even had a hard-on for her on some occasions.

Hell,

I was never her fault.

But I was slipping. I was rotting from the inside out with how much wanted her.

The feeling was becoming unbearable. But I could never bring myself to doing anything that wild with a- fifteen-year-old, let alone my little sister.

So, here I was, with an easy prey, letting out the steam Kasmine had ignited in me last night when she came into my room in one of those big shirts she mostly puts on... The one that barely covered her ass.

And that wasn't all. She was freaking looking for a stupid hair band knew nothing about.

I told her it wasn't there, but she didn't listen.

She bent down right in front of me to check under my closet.

And fuck...!

Her shirt lifted.

She... She was... Fuck!

I fucking saw her pussy! It was as clear as day! And that drove me to the brink of

madness.

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I stopped breathing. My jaw clenched so hard I thought my teeth would crack.

She was fifteen, for fuck's sake!

My thrusts became more rapid and urgent, as if I could tear the memory free just by fucking harder.

The picture of Kasmine bent over

and exposing her bare pussy to me clouded my mind. And no matter how hard I tried, that image had burnt itself into my memory, and since last night, I stopped looking at her the same way I used to.

She was too free around me. She trusted me way too much. And that trust was

going to be my fucking downfall. I didn't need a soothsayer to tell me that.

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