Page 10 of Claimed by my Stepbrother

“But? But what? Did you want to spy on me? You just had to put your nose in my business?”

“No, it’s not like that. I heard all of the yelling, and I got worried.”

“And what were you going to do? Are you armed? Do you know karate? How exactly were you going to help?”

“I-I could call the police or something.”

I laugh menacingly. “You will never call the police to this compound. Do you understand? I don’t care if bombs are going off on the front lawn. No police…ever.”

“Okay, okay. I didn’t know.”

“By exposing yourself to those men, you’ve made yourself a liability for me. They may decide that the best way to get to me is by hurting you. I don’t want to have to kill these men, Princess, but that’s what it would come to if they tried to harm you.”

“I’m sorry. I said I didn’t know.” I see a spark in her eyes and there’s a change in her tone as she blinks rapidly. “How could I know? You’ve been so mysterious about your life and your business. Where I come from, people don’t worry about things like this. People are…are normal. They aren’t…” Her words trail off, but I know what she wants to say.

“They aren’t what? Criminals?”

“Well, who else says ‘no police ever’?” Gabby rolling her eyes is more than I can take, so I pull her to the bed and take her over my knee.

“What are you doing?” she gasps, clutching my knee and wriggling her butt, making my member twitch in attention.

“You disobeyed me. You put yourself in harm’s way, and I can’t have that. I need to teach you a lesson,” I say and bring my hand down on her ass.

She gasps, and when I massage the spot, I hear her whimper.

My cock pulsates under her, but this just isn’t enough for me. I’ve come this far so I might as well go all the way. I grab the waist of her boxers and give them a firm tug, exposing her firm, round ass.

When she feels my big hands squeeze and massage her cheeks, she lets out a little moan, and I dig my fingers deeper into her flesh, gritting my teeth because my self-control is slipping.

Five swift hits to her ass, and I’ve lost all control. I toss her on the bed and climb on top of her, slamming my mouth to hers. She responds by wrapping her arms around my neck and opening her mouth to my tongue.

I grab her top and rip it, exposing her pretty, white tits. I was right about her nipples. They’re pink, perky perfection. I take one breast in each hand and squeeze them tightly then drop my head and lick her tasty nipples. I long to taste every inch of her, so I pin her arms and work my way from her tits down her belly and across her thighs.

“Spread your legs, little girl. I want to taste your pussy, “ I command her.

“Yes. Oh god, yes.”

With slow determination, she parts her thighs and I position my face between them. I breathe in the sweet scent of her before taking my first taste. As my tongue makes contact with her juicy clit, she cries out and raises her ass off the bed. She’s crazed and out of control, and I fucking love it.

I flatten my tongue on the little, sensitive button and suck. She bucks so hard that I have to let go of her arms and use my hands to hold down her hips.

She screams so loudly that I have a new reason for keeping her in the north wing. I hate to have Vito or one of the guards come rushing in on us right now. As her cries grow louder, her thigh muscles tense, signaling her impending orgasm. To help her along, I side two fingers inside her as I continue to feast on her slippery, pink skin.

She digs her fingers into my scalp and succumbs to the orgasm that rips through her. When the waves subside, her body goes limp, and she closes her eyes, still breathing hard.

I’d like nothing more than to find my own release, but she’s so spent and satisfied that I know this isn’t the right time. Somewhere between seeing her for the first time and me finally tasting her sweet juices, she’s become the most important person in my life. I’ve always lived by a simple code—family first. But now I know I’ll do anything for her. She is now my top priority.

I climb off the bed and help her into a sitting position. I brush her hair from her face and kiss her forehead.

“Good night, little girl,” I tell her. “I’ll see you in the morning.”

6

CINDERELLA IN ITALY

GABBY

Istumble into the kitchen, hoping to find that someone has already made fresh coffee. Along with the coffee, I discover a bouquet of roses on the counter. I don’t know for sure that they’re for me so I scan them until I find a small card tucked inside with my name written on it.

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