Page 12 of Claimed By my Stepbrother
I stand under the large rain shower in the opulent marble bathroom, drawing designs in the steam collecting on the glass shower door and enjoying the hot water falling on my body.
I wash my hair and shave my entire body while the conditioner works its magic on my long waves. When I rinse, making sure the conditioner and shaving cream are fully washed off of my body, the warm water running over my bare pussy makes me shiver.
Unable to help myself, I run a finger along my slit, dipping it to tease my entrance before running it up to my clit. Circling it gently, I shudder, wishing it was Knox’s fingers exploring my body.
My other hand comes to my breast, rolling the nipple between two fingers. In my mind, it’s Knox’s tongue teasing the stiff peak while he expertly plays my pussy like a piano.
Oh, shit. Bad Sirena!My hands drop from my body as I realize that I was just imagining Knox touching me.That’s the opposite of what I need to do.
I turn off the water and step out of the shower, the bathroom completely obscured with steam. I search blindly for the plush towel I hung on the warming bar before I got under the water and wrap it around my body with a contented sigh.
I turn the exhaust fan on to clear the steam and start my nightly routine. My thick hair takes hours to dry, so I brush it with the detangler comb and scrunch in my orange blossom leave-in conditioner before piling it on top of my head in a messy bun to deal with when it’s dry in the morning.
Hanging my towel up, I hurry into the room, moving to my duffel bag for a cami and silky shorts. Locating them, I quickly slip on some panties, pull on my pajamas, and take a running jump onto the plush bed.
The bedroom lights are off, and only bright fluorescents from the Strip streaming through the windows illuminate the room. I check my phone, but I guess Mom really does believe that I’m safe here because I don’t have any messages from her or Ivy.
Putting my phone away, I wriggle around the bed trying to get comfortable. Finding a comfortable spot in the middle of the mattress, I fluff the pillow beneath my head and close my eyes. My mind, however, has other ideas. I toss and turn every few minutes, unable to relax. It’s been a whirlwind night, and I don’t know what tomorrow holds. But, being so close to Knox has my brain working overtime analyzing every nuance of our time together.
Finally, checking my phone, I see it’s nearly four in the morning. Giving up the fight, I climb out of bed and pad to the door, quietly cracking it open. Knox didn’t give me a tour last night, and I was too wound up to explore on my own while he was gone, so I’m not sure which room is his.
Deciding to try my luck, I tiptoe to the door across the hall from my room. The steel of the gym equipment shines in the flashlight beam from my phone. I close the door, pursing my lips, and head down the hall to the next door.
Silence greets me as I step inside, closing the door behind me. Careful to keep the beam on the floor, I make my way to the bed. Lifting the edge of the blanket, I hop in, turning off my flashlight and setting my phone on the side table as I get settled.
Knox’s scent surrounds me as I snuggle into the down pillow. I breathe it in deeply before it’s quickly knocked out of my lungs by a huge weight landing on my body, straddling my hips, as a hand finds its way to my throat, and squeezes.
“Knox,” I squeak, my nails raking his forearm to dislodge him. “Knox! It’s Sirena!” My plea comes out on a hiss, but his grip withdraws immediately, and the weight of his body disappears.
“Fuck,” he shouts, and I feel him rolling over before a lamp turns on, casting the room in a golden shadow. “Fuck, babygirl! I’m so sorry! I thought you were someone coming to…” he bites off, coming around the bed to kneel in front of me, his hands on my thighs.
“Are you okay? I’ll never forgive myself if I hurt you.” His eyes are wide.
I place my hands on his, trying to calm him. “I’m fine, Knox. You just scared me. I—”
“Why are you—I didn’t expect to find you in my bed.” He says it like a question, and I’m not sure I’m ready to face the real answer.
“I—I couldn’t sleep, so I thought I’d come see if I could sleep in here with you.” It’s barely a whisper, but it’s the only invitation he needs to stand, scoop me up, and pull me into his body on the bed.
Chapter seven
Saturday Night Fever
Knox
I’mstandinginthegym, watching as Sirena jumps on a trampoline. Wearing only a very skimpy pair of lycra workout shorts, I could watch her bouncing topless all day. Unable to control myself any longer, I join her on the trampoline, bouncing for a few moments.
She stops bouncing when she sees the hungry look in my eyes and comes to stand before me. I instruct her to take my pants off and get on her knees. When she’s in position, I put my cock between her breasts, telling her to hold them together as I hump them wildly as they move up and down with the springy trampoline.
Movement on the bed next to me awakens me from my dream, and I’m immediately on the offensive. Rowan has tried similar things before, so I have trained myself to be a light sleeper. My cock still aches from the direction the dream was going, but I shove my salacious thoughts aside and focus on the threat in front of me.
Nails scratch at my skin as I squeeze the intruder’s throat, and Sirena’s voice breaks through the fight-or-flight haze. I loosen my grip, focusing on the words. “It’s Sirena.”
I immediately roll away from her fragile body and turn on a lamp, needing to make sure I haven’t hurt her. I’d never forgive myself. Kneeling before her, she assures me she’s fine, but I need to hold her close to reassure myself that no harm has befallen her.
After turning out the light, I settle into the bed with my body curved protectively around hers. Unable to help myself, I run my nose up the back of her neck, sniffing appreciatively. “God, you smell good, babygirl,” I groan.
Since I first laid eyes on her—fuck, was that really just hours ago?—I’ve been consumed with the need to keep her here, my ring on her finger, and my baby in her belly.
