My Jealous Alpha Stepbrother
Chapter 47

Kade

After teasing Jinora and saying she can touch me if she asks me, she says nothing. It’s what I expected, yet I feel slightly disappointed. I like her, but perhaps it’s better this way?

Jinora isn’t my fated mate. She isn’t a lycan, and there is more than that…

After Avery made me realize I have psychic abilities, I started to experiment. I’ve been practicing using them all day, which somehow led to me having many visions at once. Some were nice. But others were downright worrying, especially the one I had of Jinora…

I look at her again.

The werewolf female is gorgeous, with red hair, freckles, and legs for days.

But she is more than a pretty face. Jinora is funny, intelligent, and loyal to her friends—I’ve witnessed how she jokes and laughs with her pack members. Jinora is one of the good ones. She fought well during training, and when she thought no one could hear her, she gossiped with Lydia about which pack guys she thinks are hot.

I wasn’t included on her list. But I know she replaces me attractive: it’s written on her face. I replace it amusing that she hides that fact by calling me arrogant. Laughable. Does she think insulting me will change how she really feels about me? Newsflash, sweetheart: it won’t change a damn thing.

Either way, I could see myself falling for someone like Jinora. If she would open up more and let me see more of that fun girl she was with Lydia, I would probably replace myself head-over-heels in love with her in no time. Is that why I sacrificed my life for hers in one of my visions?

It’s undoubtedly one of the reasons I’m interested in Jinora. I want to understand how selfish Kade, who only thinks about himself and his clan, could give his life for a female who isn’t even his fated mate. I always thought the mate bond was needed in order to love someone from the bottom of your heart, but I might be wrong.

I want to be wrong.

With longing eyes, I continue to stare at Jinora until she sighs. “Alright, you win: I would like to touch you.”

I swear my eyebrows shoot into my hairline, and I can’t help the little laugh leaving my mouth. Once again, the werewolf female has shocked me—I thought she was too proud to admit she would like to touch me!

“What are you laughing at?” Jinora snaps.

“You.”

“Why?”

“You’re just…” I bite back a laugh but can’t help myself from smiling at her in amusement. This female…

Her eyes narrow. “I’m just what?”

“You’re just not at all what I expected. You’re blunt and fun and not boring at all. I thought you were a prude, which is why it shocks me that you’re admitting that you want to touch me.”

“I see…” her eyes glimmer with mischief. “I’m not a prude at all. Quite the contrary, actually.”

My curiosity grows. I’m leaning forward and eyeing her, wishing I could touch her. “Really?”

“Uh-huh,” her cheeks turn pink. “Don’t laugh, but… Since you got here, I have already… No, I can’t say it.”

“Please do.”

She sinks her teeth into her bottom l!p and then speaks before she can change her mind. “I’ve thought about touching you ever since you got n.aked, Kade…”

I grin, and I swear there are butterflies in my chest. So unlike me, but they are there. “Ah, so you replace me attractive.”

To my surprise, she doesn’t deny it. Instead, she meets my eyes and says, “Yes… I think you’re beautiful.”

Happiness blossoms in my chest. I’ve been called hot before, handsome too, and attractive, but never beautiful. And for some reason, it weighs more being complimented by Jinora. Probably because I know how reluctant she must have been to say those words, she thinks I’m arrogant, so it can’t be easy to boost my ego. But she did it anyway; that means a lot.

I smile so hard it hurts. “And you really wish to touch me?”

“Yes, but don’t make it weird,” she is trying to look irritated, but the corner of her l!ps is turned upward in a smile. And when I continue to smile at her, she laughs, forgetting herself. “You might be arrogant, but I’m not blind—you’re gorgeous, so yes, I would like to touch you.”

My l!ps curl even higher. “Where?”

“Does it matter?”

“No…” I tilt my head, eyes focusing on the red color spreading over her beautiful face. “But I’m curious.”

She meets my eyes and lifts herself slightly from the water. Whether it’s on purpose or not is a mystery, but my eyes immediately land on her more than generous perky b.reasts.

Jinora notices me looking. “Checking me out, are we?”

“I am.”

“Good, because I’ve checked you out too, and I want to touch you everywhere,” she says in a seductive voice. “Can I do that? Touch you anywhere I want?”

The way she looks at me makes my c**k stir to life.

I gulp. I’ve never been nervous in my entire life, but Jinora is practically eating me with her sheer gaze right now. It makes it harder to control my d**k, which has risen like a flag. But can anyone blame me? Hearing that Jinora wishes to touch me is downright torture…

“You can,” I tell her. “I don’t mind.”

“Great,” she smiles. “So, should I come over?”

I look her up and down.

Jinora has such gorgeous full l!ps, and her freckled skin turns me on. I want to l!ck and touch her everywhere and decide to try to make a better deal for myself. Because if she slides those palms over me, I won’t be able to keep my hands to myself.

“Sure, but… If I let you touch me… Can I touch you back?”

For a moment, Jinora appears almost shy. She looks at me as if trying to figure out whether or not I’m serious. But then she gets up from the water, tugging her red hair to one side of her shoulder.

She looks all soft and inviting, n.aked and bare and utterly gorgeous. Without her clothes, I can see that her n*****s are large and dark, hard from the wind inside the cave.

It turns me on even more, which gives Jinora more courage: she must be able to smell my arousal now. I’m high on the picture of her and rake my eyes up and down her body, awestruck by her beauty.

She isn’t shaved between her legs, which makes my c**k twitch even more. And her b.reasts? The valley between them is deep, and her areolas are glorious. I wish to suck them, l!ck them, and worship their size until it’s time to move on to her tight, sweet p.ussy.

“You’re making me insecure with your stares.”

“Trust me, love, you have nothing to be insecure about,” I mean those words and offer her what I hope is a charming smile. “You’re beautiful.”

She gives me a bashful smile and makes it over to me, stopping right in front of me so I’m faced with her glorious b.reast. I’m itching to touch them but do nothing, afraid she might get mad.

“Thank you, but I’m not much to look at compared to some other female werewolves in the pack. I’m taller than the other females and built to fight.”

I laugh at that. “You’re tiny compared to me, and wait… Built for battle, you say? Are you sure? You’re soft all over.”

She looks offended. “I’m still strong! My arms are muscular!”

“Oh, I bet you are strong, and I wasn’t trying to offend you!” I grimace at my stupidity. I’m trying to charm her, but somehow, I have managed to anger her again. I need to get a grip. “I like that you’re soft and smooth. Most lycan females are all hard and tough, but… I like that you’re soft.”

Her eyes look less offended now, and she speaks softly. “I usually hide my boobs. Since I’m a warrior werewolf, I try to bandage them to pretend they don’t exist.”

“What a waste,” I wrinkle my nose. “You should be proud of your b.reast. They are gorgeous and very se.xy,” I offer her a smile I hope comes off as charming. “Actually, I replace everything about you gorgeous.”

“Such a flatterer,” she smiles at me, and I’m surprised when she lowers herself to straddle me. Each leg is on either side of me, and her hands are on my shoulders. “So, I was allowed to touch you, right?”

I lean in, and my breaths mingle with hers. Our l!ps are inches apart, and my hands are on Jinora’s back, stroking her smooth skin. “You can do whatever you want with me, love.”

She smiles at that, and then she leans in to k!ss me. I almost lose control of my c**k right then and there. It’s humiliating how turned on I am by this werewolf woman.

My whole body is tuned in for her touches, and I gr0an when her fingers sink into my muscles. Her we.t c.unt teases my c**k by rubbing against it, and I make a promise to myself that if I manage to swell inside of her, then I will make Jinora mine. Forever.

The vision I had is worrying, but I can’t stop living just because I saw myself sacrifice my life. And if I make Jinora my mate, I would take a bullet for her any day of the week.