Mated to my stepbrother's wolf

Alex POV

Her breast, her chest, that ass, it could make a sane man groan.

The way her butt looked soft and squishy, the way it called to me.

And when my eyes caught the little wet stain underneath her pants as she bent forward, it caught me off guard.

I could still remember. That was where all my problems started.

It was just like yesterday, if I recall correctly. Yes, she came out of the bathroom without anything holding her body together just after I’d seen everything okay in full display.

I was a man of discipline but at once, I found myself drooling over her curved body.

Her hips kept on swaying side by side and she did not even bother covering them or hiding them.

The urge to touch her body filled my thoughts and I felt my lower region harden in excitement. No other girl has made me feel this type of way before.

I was presented with the opportunity to take her right there but I could not and instead walked out of the room.

How could I be feeling this way?

Mikel, my favourite friend had just informed me that he passed the tests that would take him off our college and had offered to take us out and celebrate.

Passing the test was a big deal for us, especially since college was a hellhole. There was always a massive record of failure in King's college at the end of the year.

Many of the clubs in this place lacked the ideal taste that I wanted, especially the local clubs. They tend to fight one another, especially drunken men. But not us, we were here to have fun.

Sitting in the club, the atmosphere was rowdy and so many lustful men were trying to take advantage of the women who had come to have a nice time.

“That one over there has an amazing body” Mikel said, pointing towards a young girl with long brown hair dancing on the pole.

The speakers were a blast and my eardrum threatened to be broken by the loud music playing.

My eyes latched onto the stage where another beautiful-looking blonde girl walked in and started dancing.

“Not bad.” my inner thoughts hummed.

Her outfit was revealing and her cleavage was out. Many of the men whistled in delight as she walked past them, headed towards a pole.

Unlike the girl Mikel had pointed out, this one caught my attention and the way her body moved had my member becoming hard immediately.

Damn it!

I cursed under my breath.

My preference was any woman who was not so crazy or into stripping.

I went for decent women with high connections, it was just my style and frankly, I got them too.

But not today, my eyes couldn't go off her, not even for a second.

As she kept dancing, my imagination became wild as I thought of the things I would do to her beautiful body.

The light was drawn unto her and her long hair moved to the side revealing her face.

I choked on my drink as I recognised the familiar face of who was dancing.

Wasn't that…

Wasn't that Samantha?

Wasn't she my step-sister?

What the hell?

What was she doing here?

It has been ten years since I ran away from my father, his family and the pack that I came from. I swore never to settle there until I was successful. Instead, I settled with humans, life was going great as it was like, seeing her now just wowed me.

Even though it was wrong to see her shake her bum in such an enticing manner, I had to admit she had grown up so perfectly. She had an amazing body but my only question was what she was doing in the club.

“Arch that ass bitch!” Mikel yelled as soon as he noticed who I was staring at.

“Arch it and then shake it like your life depends on it!”

His words worked like magic, they seemed to have pushed her faster as she kept moving to the rhythm of the music.

At first, I thought of stopping her but realised she was no longer the little Sam I knew.

This was big Sam now.

The stripper one.

Samantha should have been twenty-five years old by now, she could do whatever she wanted to do with her life, and I had no say.

But ending up as a stripper was something I never thought was going to happen.

She was a smart child growing up and always being an example for the rest of the children in high school back then.

Thinking about it, I felt anger running through the course of my body.

“Did you see the way she moved?” Mikel asked after her first session. I ignored his question, excused myself, got up on my feet and walked to the stage.

Everyone was booing as I grabbed her hand and forcefully took her off the stage.

At the back of the stage, I let go of her hand and Sam realised what I had done, angrily, she connected her palm with my cheeks.

“Who do you think you are?” She yelled.

“I guess you don’t recognise me huh?” I asked, favouring my cheeks as the impact stings hard.

“I don’t know you,” She said but I remained silent, waiting for her to recognise my face as she studied my features further.

“Oh my God, Alex!” She said and gasped in disbelief. “What are you doing here?” She asked, trying to maintain her composure.

I remained silent for a moment observing her body, before proceeding to take her hands into mine and lead her outside the club to the parking spot.

“You still haven’t answered my question” She replied, folding her hands together with a pout on her lips.

Her lips were full and it made me want to just crash mine into hers, then later on bend her over on her knees.

“Uhm, Alex?” She called, pulling me away from my thoughts.

I had been caught staring at her cleavage and although it was embarrassing, I could not take my eyes away from her.

I grabbed her hand and pulled the handle of my black Mustang open.

“Step inside” I ordered.

For a moment she hesitated, but walked into the car without saying another word. I got into the driver's seat and immediately drove out of the club.

“How did you end up dancing like a cheap whore?” I questioned as we moved through the lonely road.

She remained silent, staring out the window. Her silence was pissing me off.

I pressed the brakes immediately at the side of the road, making her jerk forward.

“What was that about?” She asked with a scowl on her face.

“Don’t pretend like you did not hear my question” I roared in anger.

“Where are you taking me to?” She asked while ignoring my question.

I was fuming but needed to calm down so I took a deep breath and turned the ignition of the car back on and began to move.

“To my house” I replied.

“No, I cannot go to your house” She replied and tried to open the door of the car, while it was still moving.

Alarmed by how crazy she wanted to act, I pressed the door lock and everything was sealed completely away from her.

“Are you out of your mind!” I yelled for the second time. “Can’t you see I am trying to help you?” I asked.

“So you think you can just walk back into my life and show care to me, after everything that has happened? Screw you!” She snapped.

“Let me go. I have an audience to satisfy!”