My Jealous Alpha Stepbrother
Chapter 35

Lydia

Avery is more demanding today, fiercer in how he tastes my l!ps. I’m having trouble keeping up. But I’m not complaining. I surrender to his control, losing more of myself with each passing second.

I’m carried in his big arms, taken inside his room. My p*ssy is tingling, and every part of me is on fire.

Avery is dark and handsome and so very s.exy when he is jealous. That negative emotion is turning into fuel for his k!sses.

And I love every moment.

“I don’t like it when you’re taking care of other men,” Avery speaks between k!sses. His eyes are glowing red; I would be afraid if I didn’t know him. “You belong with me,” his tongue is controlling mine, hand stealing under my shirt. “You’re mine, Lydia. Mine. Only mine.”

There is a light squeeze, and I shudder.

I love how Avery touches me like I’m a drug, and he can’t get enough. I m0an into his mouth while he strokes my b.reasts. He must like them; he gr0ans before continuing to ruin me with his l!ps.

I stand no chance.

My u.nderwear is soaked, and my heart is racing when he places me on my back in his bed. Then, with his large pecs, he pins me underneath him and bends over, n!pping at my l!ps.

I squeal underneath him. His e.rection is pushing against me, huge and warm, and I m0an. I want it inside me, and the s.exy prec.um outside his pants makes me want to scream.

I want to be f****d already.

“Avery…” I breathlessly speak his name, but I’m silenced by his tongue shoving into my mouth.

Wow.

Possessive much?

I’m barely given enough time to breathe.

My head is spinning, and my clothes are removed by expert fingers. Avery pauses briefly from k!ssing me to get me n.aked. He moves fast, and soon I’m exposed to his admiring eyes.

“You’re so gorgeous,” he k!sses my b.reast and licks my n!pple. I replace it hot how his eyes look almost possessed. He meets my gaze, and I shiver when he smirks at me. “So smooth, so beautiful, so mine.”

He cups my w.et c.unt, and leans in to ruin me with those l!ps. But while his k!sses are good, I want his d**k. I try to reach for it, but he smirks against my l!ps. And with hands much bigger than mine, he locks my wrist above my head with amused eyes.

“Not yet,” he n!ps at my bottom l!p, and my frustration builds.

This is too much…

I’m w.etter than ever, and Avery is playing with me. His thumb massages my cl!t, and while I know his c**k is e.rect, he won’t give it to me. Instead, he is busy fingering and teasing me.

“I want you inside of me,” I tell him, eyes locked on his. “I’m horny and in need. I might die if you don’t f**k me.”

His l!ps curl into an even more prominent smirk. Even with his red eyes, I replace him charming, but it might be my hormones speaking and the fact he is pleasuring my cl!t.

“If you want me, then I want you to promise me something first…”

I breathe a laugh. “Blackmail, huh?”

“Something like that,” he k!sses my l!ps, and I release a shaky breath. My w.etness spills out on the side of my thighs, yet all Avery does is chuckle and continue to toy with me. “If you don’t promise me this, I won’t let you come on my tongue, Lydia. But if you’re a good girl, I will eat you until you’re shaking from pleasure.”

I shudder at the thought of having Avery pleasuring me. It might be selfish, but it’s also so damn s.exy. Good Lord. My body wants it so much that I’m practically buzzing.

Frustrated, I take a deep breath.

I’m trying to hold it together, but I’m failing. Avery’s fingers are circling my cl!t, and he is giving me that challenging look that makes me want to push his head between my legs. Why does he have to smirk like that? Stupid s.exy alpha man.

I gr0an. “What should I promise you?”

The expression on his face turns severe; Avery means business. His red eyes seem to glow with an inner possessiveness that frightens me. It’s scary yet darkly alluring. I replace it hot.

“I need you to tell you that you’re mine,” Avery says in a low, husky tone and places a k!ss on my stomach. His hands leave my cl!t and grip my thighs, and he works his way lower. “Say it, and I will worship your w.et cunt. Taste you on my tongue, and lick your sweetness until you come all over my mouth. All you need to do is say it.”

Avery’s smirk is right above my swollen s*x. I’m breathless, and he hasn’t even gone down on me yet. I let my hand land in his dark hair, and he tilts his head, blinking at me.

I smile at him. “I’m yours… Always been… Always will be…”

A shudder moves through him. Hearing I belong to him must give him inner pleasure. I can see the satisfaction in his eyes, and I hold my breath when he dips between my legs.

His face looks strained and sensual when he licks me between my w.et folds. And from that simple first stroke? I feel awakened. I let my fingers wind up in his dark hair again, enjoying the sight of his whole face buried between my thighs, the way his entire body shudders again.

I grip at his hair, working my h!ps to f**k his mouth. He doesn’t complain but works me faster and grips my legs with his hands. My p***y feels warm, scorching hot as he licks and sucks me.

Avery isn’t afraid to get his face dirty and uses his tongue to perfection, eating me like a champ. A m0an erupts from my l!ps because the visual is just that damn s.exy.

It doesn’t take long until my breaths turn hitched. Avery’s tongue is brushing against my sens!tive sp0t with slow and delicate movements. I realize he is teasing me, and I jerk a little.

His l!ps pull into a smile. “Too much?”

“Keep going,” I beg and melt into the covers. “Just… Keep going… It feels amazing…”

He chuckles, the confident bastard, and then he continues. Lord, that w.et, slippery tongue. I’m kind of addicted to how he isn’t afraid to use it. He just gets in there, and goosebumps prickle over my spine.

The fact that Avery’s expression is the one of someone having accepted a challenge makes this even better. He is showing me that he owns me, those eyes telling me no one can please me like this.

I believe him. The thought of it being true is both thrilling and a little scandalous, and I squirm against him. My pleasure builds up within me, legs shake a little.

Avery shoves his tongue deeper, hitting that sp0t that makes me too dumb to think. Suddenly I’m bucking against him, needing him to pleasure exactly that sp0t. I’m frantic.

Avery understands what is happening. His tongue turns more passionate, more determined to make me come. How did I get so lucky? He pushes deeper into me while a finger rubs my cl!t.

It feels tight and odd for a moment, and then he moves his tongue quicker, and I’m m0aning and bucking against his mouth because it feels so good. Overwhelming. Magical.

With his finger on my cl!t and tongue deep inside, I’m riding his mouth and m0aning until the o****m that has been right out of reach barrels to the forefront.

“Oh… My… God…”

A few more thrusts of Avery’s tongue, and then I gasp as my thighs seem to lock up. In fact, every single muscle seems to be tightening as insane pleasure rips through me.

“Oh, Avery…”

I writhe underneath him, choking for breath as he continues to eat out my p***y even as I come, pushing into my w.et heat over and over again with that scandalous tongue.

Why is s*x with this man so amazing?

Having this s.exy man get me feels like everything has been amplified. My org*asms are better with him than when I play with myself, and I have trouble thinking s*x with another man could ever compare.

I melt into the covers, sagging with the aftermath of my o****m. It’s like the pleasure sucked the strength out of my body and left this spent, bone-less girl in its place.

Avery, however, isn’t done. He k!sses my face once, twice, over and over again. His mouth is still frenzied, and his big body is still tense.

He slides into bed with me. His pants are pulled down, and his hoodie is thrown away. S.exy guy.

“I like what I see,” I blush while saying it, but I’m also smiling. “Now come over here, big s.exy guy.”

“I was planning on it.”

Those red eyes meet mine, and he smirks. I’m momentarily taken by his handsome face, but then he k!sses my l!ps so hard that his mouth is the only thing I can focus on.

Once more, that tongue controls mine, and I trail my hand further down to check if he is still hard.

But I never make it there.

Avery catches my hand, then guides me to his hardness himself, helping me wrap my fingers around his steely length while he k!sses me. I smile against his mouth, knowing he wants me to get him off.

It pleases me. Avery wants my touch, not his. That’s s.exy, and I continue to k!ss him while pumping his massive c0ck. It feels even larger in my hands, and after a few hard strokes, I feel his entire body shudder.

A gr0an leaves his l!ps, and then he stops k!ssing me and instead nuzzles my neck. My heart rate speeds up because I know what he wants, and I want to give it to him.

I lean further back, baring my neck, and his warm breath touches my ear when he whispers, “May I?”

“Go ahead,” I whisper.

He smiles against my skin and bites me. It doesn’t hurt. The toxins hit me immediately, and I’m in heaven again.

I continue to work his c**k, and warm liquid spatters my hand. Avery is coming, lost in pleasure, and I wish I could see his expression. I imagine that his eyes are closed.

I brought him pleasure and I gently squeeze his c**k, milking out every drop until he inhales in a way that lets me know it’s too much. I let go, and he lifts himself from me. I’m a little sad when it looks like he is going to leave me in his bed.

I curl up in the hoodie he got rid of, too boneless to move. I’m doped with endorphins, and Avery chuckles once he sees me using his hoodie as my own personal blanket.

“You’re cute,” he says and lifts his eyebrows. “I’m guessing I’m never getting that one back?”

I smile. “Nope.”

“Good to know.”

I continue smiling until I notice him pulling his pants back on. My heart falters at that. He is leaving me.

“Where are you going?”

Avery grimaces. “Alpha duties,” he tilts his head, eyeing me for a moment before parting his l!ps. “I will be back later.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.”

I watch his broad, n.aked back as he leaves, and I sigh. It’s becoming harder and harder to stay away from Avery. I wonder why that is? There isn’t a mate bond between us…