Claimed by My Ex's Half-Brother-Chapter 91 You want to please me

Ethan’s POV:

When I saw Damien there, my grip on Victoria’s wrist tightened instinctively. Leon, my wolf, snarled inside me, hackles raised at the sight of my half-brother.

"I won’t let go. What are you going to do about it?" I challenged, pulling Victoria closer to my chest. "Victoria is my girlfriend. I never agreed to our breakup!"

My wolf paced angrily within me, frustrated that Victoria’s scent had changed somehow. She used to smell like sweet vanilla and spring rain, but now that delicious omega scent was muted, different. It bothered Leon immensely.

I’d endured Damien’s interference countless times before. Victoria had rejected me directly, repeatedly, but I refused to accept it. Public humiliation meant nothing to me – I’d always return for what was mine. What Leon claimed was ours.

Without warning, Damien’s foot connected with my chest, sending me stumbling backward. The force of an Alpha behind that kick made my ribs crack audibly. He smoothly pulled Victoria against him, his arm wrapping possessively around her waist.

"Does it look like she gives a fuck about you?" Damien drawled, his voice dangerously calm. "Still causing trouble even in Africa? Perhaps I need to send you somewhere even more remote, somewhere you’ll never return from."

I froze, the implications hitting me like ice water. "What do you mean? You engineered my Africa assignment?"

Damien didn’t bother denying it. "Manipulating you is child’s play, little brother. Stay there like a good boy. Come on, let’s eat," he said to Victoria, not sparing me another glance.

As they walked away, Grace trailing behind them, I lunged forward. "Victoria! VICTORIA!"

A server blocked my path, informing me I couldn’t enter without a reservation. The last table had been taken during my confrontation. My fists clenched as Leon howled in frustration within me, urging me to shift, to chase, to claim what we believed was ours.

Mona placed her hand on my arm, her touch calculated. "Mr. Sterling, don’t be upset. Once you secure Miss Lancaster and form an alliance with Lancaster Enterprises, your father will finally recognize your worth. You’ll be the rightful heir to Northstream Pack. With a pack that size, you could have any woman you want."

Her words penetrated my anger. Leon’s growls subsided slightly as we considered this strategy.

"Besides," Mona continued, her voice dropping to a whisper, "if she can have multiple men, why can’t you have multiple women? She takes advantage of your devotion, tramples your feelings. If she saw you with other women, knew you weren’t desperate for her alone... she might regret her decision and come begging for your attention."

My eyes narrowed as I considered her words. Yes... perhaps I’d been too obvious in my pursuit. Five years together—our bond couldn’t be severed so easily. This had to be Victoria’s revenge, her twisted game to punish me.

Mona’s hand slid up my arm, her touch deliberate. "And remember, Mr. Sterling, you still have me. When everyone else stands against you, I’ll always be by your side."

A wave of gratitude washed over me. "Mona, when I take over Northstream Pack, you’ll be my chief secretary."

Something flashed in her eyes—ambition, perhaps. But I didn’t care. My rage needed an outlet, and Mona was offering herself willingly.

"Take me back to the hotel," I growled, my voice dropping an octave as Leon’s influence strengthened.

In the car, I couldn’t contain my fury any longer. The humiliation burned through me like wildfire. Victoria rejecting me. Damien interfering. Being thrown out of the restaurant like common trash.

"He thinks he can control everything," I snarled, slamming my fist against the leather seat. "He’s always been jealous of me. Always trying to take what’s mine."

Mona placed her hand on my thigh, her fingers inching higher. "Let me help you forget them all," she whispered.

Before the car even reached the hotel, Mona was straddling my lap, her skirt hitched up around her waist. I gripped her ass hard enough to bruise, my claws partially extending in my anger.

"You want to please me?" I growled, ripping her blouse open. Buttons scattered across the car floor. "Then take everything I give you."

"Yes, Alpha," she moaned, using a title I hadn’t earned yet but craved desperately.

I yanked her underwear aside, not bothering to remove it completely. My zipper came down, and I positioned her above me. Leon was close to the surface now, demanding, aggressive.

"Fuck yourself on me," I commanded, my voice rough with animal need. "Show me how loyal you really are."

She sank down, taking me completely in one swift movement. I hissed at the tight heat enveloping me. Mona threw her head back, exposing her throat in submission—a gesture that appealed to my wolf’s dominant nature.

"That’s it," I growled, gripping her hips hard enough that my fingertips left red marks on her pale skin. "Ride me like you mean it."

She bounced frantically on my cock, her breasts swaying before me. I leaned forward, biting her nipple through the lace of her bra, hard enough to make her cry out. The pain made her inner walls clench around me, drawing a guttural moan from my chest.

"You’re mine to use," I growled against her skin, moving from her breast to her neck. My teeth grazed the delicate skin there, threatening to mark her though I had no intention of following through. "Say it!"

"I’m yours!" she gasped, her pace becoming erratic. "Use me however you want!"

I flipped our positions, slamming her against the seat with enough force to make the car rock. The privacy partition was up, but the driver would know exactly what was happening in the back.

I pounded into her mercilessly, each thrust punishing, as if I could somehow reach Victoria through this act. My hand found Mona’s throat, squeezing just enough to restrict her breathing without cutting it off completely.

"Is this what you wanted?" I snarled, watching her eyes roll back as her pussy tightened around my cock. "To be fucked like an animal by someone who sees you as nothing but a warm hole?"

"Yes!" she screamed, her nails raking down my back hard enough to draw blood even through my shirt. "Harder! Mark me!"

I increased my pace, the car windows fogging with our exertion. Sweat dripped from my brow onto her flushed chest. I was close, the tension building at the base of my spine.

Mona came with a shriek, her body convulsing beneath me. I followed moments later, burying myself deep inside her as I unleashed with a roar that was more wolf than man.

As I collapsed against her, panting, Leon retreated, temporarily sated but still unsatisfied. Victoria remained in our thoughts—the true object of our desire.