Page 46 of Stepbrother Dearest

“You have no idea what my life is like. I’ve been patient because you’re hurt and obviously have some shit going on, but I will not stand here and let you verbally abuse me.”

“Lucky bastard if you thinkthisis abuse. You wouldn’t know struggle if it slapped that smirk off your stupid face.”

Even I could hear how childish I was being, but I’d already passed the point of no return and I couldn’t stop now.

His eyes flared. A low growl rumbled out of his chest.

A tingle of awareness danced up my spine. Energy flowed through my veins like liquid fire, fueling my hysteria.

“Shut. Up.”

“Make me.”

8

GRAY

“Trustme when I say you don’t want that,” he said darkly.

“Yeah, because you’re soooo scary.” I took a step closer. “Come on. Do it. I fucking dare you.”

His shoulders rose and fell in rapid pulses, his breaths short and loud.

“That’s right.” I bumped his chest with mine.

Thud.

My back hit the wall.

“The hell?”

“Shut the fuck up,” Caleb growled and pressed his big body against mine.

One of his hands circled my throat. The other cradled my head. A thick thigh was shoved between my legs, and the heat from his body seeped into my skin everywhere we touched.

He slid his hand from behind my head and braced his forearm against my chest, effectively pinning me to the wall.

“Get off.”

“No.” He increased the pressure on my neck. He didn’t press down on my throat at all, but the message was clear. He could if he wanted to. “Now it’s your turn to shut the fuck up and listen to me.”

His dark, commanding tone broke through my rage. The interruption left me frozen. My brain stuttered as I went limp against him.

The fuck?

“That’s right.” He pressed me harder to the wall. His hard cock scraped against mine.

Wait, what? Was Ihard?

“I’ve been more than patient with your bullshit. I put up with it because you went through something traumatic and you were healing. But you crossed the line when you touched me.”

“I thought you took an oath that you wouldn’t do anything to hurt someone worse?” I taunted, some of the fire coming back as my dick pulsed and throbbed.

“Yeah, funny thing about that is it only applies to my patients. You’re not my patient. You’re just my asshole stepbrother who underestimated me and figured I wouldn’t defend myself.”

Rage burned up my throat. I thrust my hips and dragged my dick against his. “Are you defending yourself? Or is this because you want me?”

“Keep telling yourself it’s because of you.” His amused smile was so intense I had to fight the desire to turn away and avert my eyes.

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