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Chapter Sixty-Seven: Daddy
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Bound to my Wicked Stepbrother Chapter Sixty-Eight: Delusions
Silence fills the receiver, and for a moment, I am terrified even to swallow in case he hears my hesitation; however, it only takes a second for his deep laugh to fill my phone’s speakers, sending chilly goosebumps up and down my spine, weakening my knees that I seek refuge by the bed. "There are not enough ways to say no to that, Alba." He is offering bad news, denying my rights, and rather than outrage, a dull throb eases in my centre. Christ...I may have fallen off the deep end. "Look, it’s just one weekend and-" "No." "I will be back; you have my word!" "Your word means to me what mine means to you.” “I merely want to introduce my life partner to the people that matter most to me there. I want my wedding to have a personal touch.” A lie, but I pray my voice does not hint at the deception. “Because your union means that much to you?” He sounds vindictive as if my lie hurts him. I love it; his anger thrills me. I must be the only deviant in the world to get excited by a
Bound to my Wicked Stepbrother Chapter Sixty-Nine: Red Pepper Chilli Flakes
His shaft in his hand was moist, soaked with pre-liquid that had seeped at Alba’s breathy voice, perhaps even before that, perhaps it had begun when he anticipated calling. Yet, he had convinced himself that he was not animalistic enough to pleasure himself to her voice while she was unaware.Had he known she would do it regardless, then…His hand pumped his shaft faster, picturing how she looked as she touched herself, had she buried her phone between her head and shoulder to use both hands? Had she used one hand, did she sink her fingers into her folds, and if so, how many fingers did she use? How wide did she part her legs? Did she expose her breasts to touch them?Did she think of him? Imagine him fondling the juicy mounds and slipping between her thighs to taste her.A groan escaped him as his seed flooded his hand.It took a minute for the high of the orgasm to leave him and for it to be replaced by the throbbing of his thigh.The mention of her announcing her fiancé to those sh
Bound to my Wicked Stepbrother Chapter Seventy: Filthy
"You...motherfu-" "Watch your tongue, Alba." His warning shivers me, but not to submission. "Have you lost your mind; you know the intended purpose of this visit to Red Graw, yet you dare intrude-" "Ah! Right.” He interrupts before casually removing the scarf on his neck to place it on mine and tie it in place. “It is for those you used to know to meet your fiancé, I gather that, but I do not believe it. If your love were that deep, you would have postponed the date to a day he was available, and I would not have had you climaxing on my line a week ago!" "Sh... I did not c-" How can he utter such things in public without whispering? Yes, the airport was empty, but the staff could overhear. "I did not climax on the-” "I know you, Alba. I have studied with careful concentration every symphony your body utters in my name, so do not dare pretend otherwise...you came on my line." Fuck....fuck...what am I to say to that? How can he say that? He shouldn’t have permission to utte
Bound to my Wicked Stepbrother Chapter Seventy-One: Of course
I am not in heat; I cannot blame his scent or my nature as a wolf.Perhaps it is his hold on me, his unearthing beauty, or my absurd desire to please him.Yes...that's it.My desire for him to crave me. It is my yearning for him to want me that keeps me still as his thumb pokes intrusively in my mouth.Marko’s eyes look unfocused; their silver seems to lose its reflective shimmer as they yield to the newfound darkness clouding them.His hand adjusts slowly as if praying I halt him, but he does not understand how it thrills me to see him give in to me.The frown on his face deepens, but his conflicted emotion is coupled with the sliding of his index and middle fingers in my mouth.I yield willingly, pressing my tongue against the intrusive pair and wrapping my lips around them before wetting them enough to slide my tongue between them easily. His fingers taste clean; then again, a royal never has to open doors.An encouraging moan escapes me, seemingly sending his constrain out the win
Bound to my Wicked Stepbrother Chapter Seventy-Two: Tomorrow.
“Monster! Beast! You bastard of a child! This is why I left! You are nothing but a monster! I will sue you for all you are worth, you bitch!” Bill hurls the words as he desperately clamours to stand. “Then I guess you will not be seeing your family soon, huh?” My retort seems to enrage him. “You cheap harlot, just like your mother!” His hand is to his face, trying desperately to soothe his wounds as they regenerate; only the glass piercing his skin hinders the process, visibly adding to his irritation. “I should never have-” One can tell Bill wishes to say more, perhaps redeem his lost honour, but the fear in his being at the man holding me burned too brightly, so while holding his tongue, he turns to the exit. God…why am I even here? "My men will get him to sign the documents." Marko whispers the words amid the chaos in my being, and while I wish to scoff, nothing within me gives. I should not be surprised that he had me followed, no, that he followed me and had the audacit
Bound to my Wicked Stepbrother Chapter Seventy-Three: My One
Marko’s hold on the tweezers is precise; it doesn’t hurt when he pulls the shards lodged in me…then again, it could be the alcohol in my system numbing me to high heaven.I am stuck with him for lack of proper means of escape despite my insistence.His men cleared the road only after he shuffled uncomfortably and settled beside me in the cab. A pharmacy stop had sidetracked our visit to the liquor store, but because West wished to close, we returned to my mother’s house with the bulk of Whisky he purchased out of insistence. I should say my house now, shouldn't I?After all, what claim do the dead have on the living?But, calling it ‘mine’ would imply I have a place to call home, a place to run to when no such place exists, not in Red Graw nor Ketria, not even in the arms of my mate.I do not trust myself with Marko in an enclosed space, so I insisted we remain in the backyard, seated in the cold. I settled on the table of the rundown picnic chair, watching the lights in the distant h
Bound to my Wicked Stepbrother Chapter Seventy-Four: Moment
Marko N"You know..."Alba began in a tone he had never quite heard from her before."I was jealous of Bill’s new family, jealous of my mum after she found your father. I was even jealous of you because I thought she would love you more than she did me; I mean, you are her mate’s child, and I the offspring of the man that abandoned her.”He could feel her tremble through his hold on her wrist, but he couldn’t bring himself to stop her words. Yes, to protect her vulnerability and have her share sober would be ideal, but he was almost certain she would never utter the words she did in any other state, so he stilled himself; that way, she would even forget he was there.“I was so scared of moving to Ketria. It was only when the dreams of her death began that I switched straight to survival mode. I forgot to deal with that jealousy, forced it into submission because maybe if I acted small enough for both of us...she wouldn't die."At her words, his hand wavered as his hold on her lessened
Bound to my Wicked Stepbrother Chapter Seventy-Five: Correct
“Marko, I will not apologise for having your mother banished...what I will apologise for is not running far enough from you that you could never reach me. You should never have realised that I was your mate."Her words plunged something deep within him, and the newfound searing pain caused him to drop her wrist as if it scolded him.He could utter nothing in response to her harsh words, mainly because it would be an excuse if he did—an excuse that might cause her to halt her tale and for them to spiral into an argument.But how dare she utter those words to him?How dare she insinuate he had no right to find his mate!"The dream that told me you were my mate made me wish for death.”She uttered with a broken smile before taking a swig of her liquor.“I had always told myself I would love my mate so deeply that they would not stray. I wanted everything between us to be perfect; they wouldn’t have a family they must leave, and I wouldn’t be breaking theirs. Our love would be normal and
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