Chloe's p.o.v. All I want to do is go to Caines and finish what we started. I walked into the pack house and smelt him in the living room but his scent changed a bit. More Woodsy. I wrapped my arms around his waist from the back but did not expect what happened when he turned around. It wasn't Caine. I took in every detail from the little scar by his eyebrow to the gray eyes looking back at me. His dark brown hair almost black, pink wet lips, strong jaw line, muscles outlining his black t-shirts, and the mysterious grey captivating eyes. This definitely wasn't Caine. "What's going on?"I heard Caine's voice boom as I whirled around trying to get out of his grip but Dom's grip tightened.

"You see I would happily screw, but not get off. I want to listen to you moan my name, scream it. I want to feel your kitten tighten around me. I want to feel all of you. Thats all I want" He said in my ear. My hole body tingeling. I was not giving in to him. "I'm not being a good fuck for you. Sorry. Go find some girl who would actually want to fuck you. I don't and never will. Sorry to burst yo- OH!" He pushed his erection against my ass. "Yeah sure you don't. That is what you do to me" He relased me and went and sat on my bed. "You're an asshole" I spat at him. "I'll be anything you want me to be baby" He said suductivly. How the hell am I suposed to live with this asshole. "I hate you!" I said glaring at him. He chuckled. "Baby me and you both know you don't hate me. You want me. Its obvious. Every girl does" He said with a smirk. "If any good looking guy wanted sex all the girls would be there begging him to have their way with him. Its sad actually. Good thing i'm still a virgin. I'm saving myself" I said. "So you have no chance" I said with a smug grin. He got up and walked towards me. I backed up and hit the wall. His hands on either side of my head. He leaned in and his lips hovered over mine. "We will see about that Shea. I always get what I want, and I want you" His lips brushing up against mine. I wanted to kiss him but I didn't. I wasn't giving in.

Do you know how it feels to have feelings for your step brother? To want him, but to know he would never feel the same? How it hurts to see him with his girlfriend-the way he touches her, loves her, cares for her? The worst is to hear them having sex in the next room, only wishing it was you. I know that it's wrong and that I shouldn't, but ... I fantasize about him touching me. Making love to me. Only me. I shouldn't, but I can't help it. I want him. I want my step brother. Warning: Contains Sexual Content ;) (Rater R)