Claimed By My Alpha Stepbrother.

6.

SERAPHINA

He grinned like a kid who'd never been told he was wanted. His hands found me again, cupping my breasts before his fingers pinched my n*****s, and the sharp sting pulled a cry straight from my throat.

"Yes, you are."

What shocked me more than the pain was what followed it. A deep, liquid throb between my thighs, my panties already ruined. I threw my head back, whimpering, and he answered with his mouth, hot and wet, drawing one hardened peak between his teeth.

"Oh, my."

Stars bled across my vision, colors I couldn't name bleeding into each other. The intimacy was nothing like I'd imagined. Nothing close.

He sucked slowly, the sounds obscene and unashamed, and somehow that made it worse. My whole body trembled as I let out a nervous giggle. When he moved to my other breast, I wrapped an arm around his head and buried my fingers in his hair. The texture was soft and silky.

I closed my eyes briefly, enjoying the freeing moment, but seconds later I sensed his needs were pushing to the surface, every sound he made dark and desperate.

He pulled away as he’d done before, only without a second of hesitation, he lifted me off the floor, pushing me down onto the island.

“Oh.” I tried to bite back a cry but failed, my arms flailing as I tried to find something to hold onto.

My heels thumped against the cabinet as they dangled off the edge, a slight reminder I was at his utter mercy.

Just where I wanted to be.

His laugh was the most romantic yet darkly famished sound I’d ever heard. He placed his fingers against my chest, opening them wide then rolling them down my stomach, swirling the tip of his index finger around my navel with the patience of a man who had no intention of rushing. When those fingers finally dipped beneath the thin elastic of my thong, I clenched my eyes shut.

"Look at me, Little one." His voice left no room for argument. "Don't take your eyes off me."

I obeyed. I couldn't disobey this man. That was the much power he had over me.

I opened my eyes cautiously, studying his strong jaw, adoring the way his two-day stubble created a stunning shadow on his carved features. He took his time rolling the lace over my hips, his smile widening as soon as he exposed my bare p***y. I was thankful I’d worn fresh panties and cute ones at that although I’d never thought I would be giving myself away to a stranger.

After tossing the unwanted material aside, he shook his head, rolling his fingers along the insides of my legs, easing them apart. Then he bent them at the knee and I almost lost it, shaking like a leaf. I could swear my teeth were even chattering.

“This is just the beginning, Little one. I’m going to make you remember this day for the rest of your life."

"I love… that confidence?” Oh, God. I sounded like some stupid kid. I was certain of it.

He slipped a single finger between my legs, rolling the tip around my c**t. “You'll see that the confidence isn't a bluff.”

***

AZRIEL

Her vulnerability should have bored me, yet it drew me in like a magnet. I chuckled softly to myself, images of smoke and singed wings flashing in my mind. The beast and the moth, the moth never escaped the flame. And still, here I was, allowing this girl to come close enough to burn me, which wasn't typical for me at all. I didn't consider the consequences.

What if, in this moment, the monster and killer within me took over because I was easily triggered? I was a man with blood beneath his fingernails and no intention of cleaning it off, as I lacked control.

I had a job to do, one I took seriously, never allowing my weakness for a member of the opposite s*x to interfere.

Seraphina was different in a way that got under my skin and refused to let go. Women like her didn’t come to men like me so freely. Not like this. Not with soft eyes and willing hearts, offering themselves as if they had no idea of what I was capable. Perhaps that naivety made her even more appealing. Maybe it revealed a darker side of me for finding that quality attractive.

I'd decided I was spending the rest of this night on her, and I hadn't second-guessed it once.

The world I moved through was rotted, people wearing masks, feigned loyalties, alliances forged through fear. In my circles, you hardly seen women as they were the biggest liability to what was done to us. Most of them couldn't survive the experiment and the ones that did, they were brutal and more insane than the men. No heart. No mercy.

Each time I time I get the news of another failed disaster, the beast within me stirred, craving blood, not theirs, but the men responsible for such horrors. I often contemplated hunting them down and forcing their own filth back down their throats before burying them. These doctors and so-called experimentalists treated us lab rats.

Maybe one day I would.

But for now, I had Seraphina.

I’d need to take her somewhere after we were finished. As much as I’d like to keep her, that wasn’t possible. There was more than a sense of need sweltering between us, but I refused to hurry, allowing the desire to explore every inch of her to take over my usual brutal actions. When had I given a s**t about satisfying a woman? If it happened, which it usually did, then that was a plus for the girl and nothing more. That’s why I’d been called a selfish prick several times, another title I’d accepted with pride.

Everything about being with this girl was different, as if the entire world was twisted on its axis. It had to be the mystery involved.

I peered into her eyes, realizing hers were already dilated, her shallow breathing indicating additional nerves. She was a bundle of them, goosebumps floating across her porcelain skin. That usually indicated lack of self-confidence or fear. Maybe she had a little of both.

I wondered whether she liked it soft or rough, although I was guessing by her seductive nature she preferred a dominating man.

Plus, she’d been completely aroused by the spanking. Perhaps she enjoyed being tied up. Even if she didn’t, I would do what I wanted. That was the kind of man I was.

Her soft sighs drew my attention and a series of prickling sensations coursed through me. Or maybe she was more innocent than I’d originally realized.

As I lowered my head, she sucked in her breath, her doe eyes opening even wider. I kept my gaze locked on her as I rolled my tongue around her c**t. The subtle gesture as she pressed one hand over her mouth forced my balls to swell.

I could also feel the beast in me pacing, restless, always hungry but I held it back.

While the urge to have her come in my mouth was strong, I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold back from my selfish needs but for so long.

Not yet. I wanted this to last. I wanted her to fall apart in layers, not all at once.

I rolled the tip of my tongue around her already swelling bud several more times until she moaned. The second I sucked on her tender bud, Seraphina jerked up from the island, her loud moan such sweet music.

I pressed my palm against her stomach, providing an indication that she wasn’t going anywhere. Then I dragged my tongue all the way down her sweet p***y.

“Oh, my…” I didn’t need any additional light to know she was turning red from embarrassment. I could feel steam rising from her skin, the air as dense as it was thick from need. There was something entirely different about taking my time for exploration, learning every nuance of her body.

I adored the way she responded, every sound spinning inside my eardrums. When I started licking her in earnest, she bucked hard, her legs flailing.

I became a beast, savoring the sweet flavor of peaches and cream. After a few seconds, I realized I couldn’t get enough of this woman, my hunger growing out of control.