My Jealous Alpha Stepbrother
Chapter 178

Michelle

I’m jolted out of my sleep by the loud commotion inside the mansion. Someone is running down the stairs outside my room, but I can’t hear what they are saying.

While yawning, I try to sit up, but Kit is holding me in his big arms as if I’m his teddy bear. He is in his demon form and practically taking up the entire space of the bed.

“Michelle, it’s too early to get up,” Kit complains in a sleepy voice that is huskier in the morning. “Stay with me…just five more minutes, please…”

“No, I think we should get up…” I mumble half-heartedly. Kit is nuzzling my hair, and my will to leave the bed is weakening with each passing second.

“Kit,” I warn. “Stop trying to charm me…”

“Charm you?” He chuckles. “I would never.”

I snort. “We should get up…”

“If you stay, I could massage you…” Kit mumbles and I hold my breath when his tail strokes the side of my leg in a teasing manner.

I grip the bed sheets, sinking my fingers into them while letting out a breath I didn’t know I had been holding. Staying in bed with Kit sounds wonderful, but I have a feeling falling back asleep is a terrible idea.

I can feel magic in the atmosphere, which can only mean one thing: time has been frozen for any non-supernatural beings. There is no mistaking this work—it must be Sky’s doing. From what I’ve heard from Kit, his dad’s time-stopping abilities are amazingly strong.

But I don’t have time to be amazed, not when I hear my mom yell, “We are under attack! Everyone, wake up! This isn’t a joke! The necromancers and their zombie army are attacking us! Get up from your beds!”

“We are under attack?” I repeat, my voice is small and trembling. If Jarq is attacking the mansion, we should get up from the bed as soon as possible. “Kit!” I g***n. “Get up!”

My enormous demon boyfriend stirs behind me but doesn’t make a move to get up. In fact, he only gets more comfortable against the pillow.

Men…

“Kit…” I sigh. “Please…”

There is no response.

I try to escape from his muscular arms, but he tightens his hold in response, which makes me growl in frustration. “Get up, you big fat demon!”

Kit breathes a laugh in his sleep. “I’m not fat; haven’t you seen my abs? I’m in perfect shape…not fat…”

I laugh in disbelief. “How the f**k can you respond to that in your sleep but not be awake enough to release me?!”

The only reply I get is the sound of Kit snoring, which pisses me off.

“That’s it!” I announce. “You asked for it, big guy!”

I move around in his muscular arms until I’m faced with his pectoral muscles. Then, because I’m the devil, I take one of his n*****s into my mouth. I suck him hard as hard as I can, and Kit g****s as he is forced awake by the force.

Kit grunts, and when he realizes I’m sticking to him like glue, he lifts an amused eyebrow but doesn’t peel me off him. Instead, he stands up with me clinging to his enormous body like a koala or possibly a leech.

Kit looks down. “You having fun down there?” His tone is cocky, and I have to force back a shudder when he smirks.

Sexy bastard.

I spit out his n****e despite the heat spreading between my legs and beam up at him. “You’re finally awake! Now we can head out there and fight the zombie army!”

His eyes narrow. “Wait, what? That was your plan?”

“Uh, yes?” I blink in faked confusion. I’m horny too, but now is hardly the time to be f*****g like bunnies. “We are sort of needed out there…”

Kit mutters something under his breath before glaring at me with a sullen expression. “What the f**k is the matter with you?”

I arch an eyebrow. “You’re angry at me?”

“Uh, yes?!” He growls. “How dare you make me horny when we are under attack? You made me rock hard, and now you don’t have time to finish the goddamn job! Do you realize how painful this is? I’m going to have blue balls!”

“More like purple balls…”

He snorts at me. “You little shithead…”

I grin up at him in delight. “Can you blame me, though? You weren’t making a move to get up from bed, and so I took matters into my own hands. And making you horny is the only way to wake you from your slumber.”

“I wont you to promise me thot you won’t let me lose control.”

I let Kit lead me outside, where Avery and Lydia are waiting for us. The others are already fighting in the skies and in the forest, but my grandpa and grandma are on the ground.

“You shouldn’t be fighting,” Avery scolds Lydia. “Not if you’re pregnant with another child!”

“I told you: I’m not pregnant! I’m way too old to be pregnant again!”

“You’re immortal, and I have super s***m: you’re f*****g pregnant, and I know it! And that means we aren’t leaving the f*****g mansion. I’m not letting you out of my sight!”

“I’m not pregnant!” Lydia argues and sobs. “I’ve just gotten fat because you’ve been spoiling me lately. I made that comment about you and Damien basically looking like freaking twins, and admit it: since then, you’ve been worried he will steal me away. That’s why you’ve been feeding me many treats lately, and look! I have stomach flab!”

Kit and I exchange a glance and sigh when I see his lips twitch in amusement. “Yes, my family is weird, so what?”

He holds up his hands in mock surrender. “I wasn’t going to say anything…”

“Sure, you weren’t,” I roll my eyes and walk to stand in front of Kit. He gives me a curious look, and I glance over at my grandpa and grandma. “You might want to get inside. Kit is going to transform, and he is…uhm… big. You don’t want to get stepped on.”

Lydia and Avery stare at us in silence before Lydia’s eyes gain this fascinated sparkle. “I sort of want to see this…”

“No, you don’t. You’re just trying to replace an excuse not to go back inside the mansion…” Avery grumbles and picks up his mate. Lydia shrieks in response but then leans her head against Avery’s chest with a dreamy expression.

“Maybe staying at home is a good idea..” she squeezes Avery’s bicep with a playful smile. He hisses in response, and Lydia giggles. “Or don’t you agree?”

Oh my god, why do my grandparents have to flirt with each other in front of Kit and I? I want to claw out my eyes from looking at their exchange!

“Ugh…” I g***n. “I think I’m going to be sick…”

“Why?” Kit asks while he watches my grandparents hurry inside the mansion. “Your grandparents are cute.”

“No, they are disgusting for flirting with each other in front of me,” I complain and gesticulate with my hands. “Anyway, might as well get the show started. Are you ready to transform?”

He smiles. “As I will ever be.”

I return his smile, but it starts to quiver when he grows in size and power. I tilt my neck back in order to watch him, but soon realize that keeping eye contact with him is an unwise decision; his body has doubled in size, and the demonic g***n leaving his lips sends a shiver down my spine.

Kit’s battle form is a monster. His demonic aura is so strong that even my inner Alpha wolf flattens its ears against its head in a gesture of submission. I don’t blame it. Kit towers over me like a skyscraper, and I’m blanketed in fear.

How the f**k am I supposed to control him?!

“All this demonic energy feels so great…” Kit g****s above me, and my stomach churns with anxiety. I’ve heard his voice a million times. It’s a voice I cherish, but now it’s twisted and far too loud.

I hesitantly lift my head, shrieking when I’m grabbed out of nowhere by a massive hand and brought up to Kit’s glowing eyes.

“Well, hello there…” he purrs in a dark tone. His lips curl into a malicious smirk that fills me with dread, and his eyes is so intrusive I barely dare to breathe.

Is he going to kill me?

More shudders sweep down my spine, and I desperately try to escape from his fingers that are curled around me, but Kit easily wraps them tighter around me to prevent my escape. It doesn’t hurt, but I don’t like how my arms are pinned to my sides and how my legs are kicking in the air.

I growl in frustration, and as I continue trying to fight Kit’s hand, there is a dark, amused chuckle coming from above. “Why are you in such a rush to get away from me?”