All Chapters of Claimed By My Best Friend's Brother : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

79 Chapters

Chapter 1

Katherine’s POV“You’re smiling so hard that it’s honestly embarrassing to watch, Katherine. If this man does not ask you to be his girlfriend tonight after everything the two of you have been doing together for the past three years, then I personally volunteer to run him over with my car.”I burst into laughter at Brittany’s dramatic voice echoing loudly through my bedroom while I stood in front of my mirror with two dresses spread across my bed behind me, my cheeks already aching from how uncontrollably I had been smiling ever since Damon texted me earlier this afternoon. “Brittany, stop it,” I groaned while trying to hide my grin, though the excitement bubbling inside my chest made it impossible to sound annoyed properly. “You’re going to make me overthink things before I even get there.”“Oh please,” Brittany scoffed immediately, sounding entirely unconvinced by my weak attempt at denial. “That man literally asked you to meet him at a ring shop and then told you to wear something

Chapter 2

Katherine's Pov I could not breathe properly anymore. Every memory I treasured suddenly became ugly inside my mind. Every kiss, every touch. Every promise whispered softly against my skin during vulnerable moments when he knew exactly how deeply I loved him. Damon had known about my feelings from the very beginning and still chose to use them anyway while happily taking every piece of affection, loyalty, and devotion I offered him without ever intending to love me back. “So what you mean now is that I was convenient for you? An easy and available girl for whenever you wanted to have sex?!” My vision blurred with tears while anger and heartbreak collided violently inside my chest until I genuinely thought I might collapse right there in the middle of the jewelry store. “Kathy,” Damon said again, sounding more irritated now than apologetic, “Don’t make this dramatic. I really care about you, but you created expectations that I never actually promised. You had fun as well, scre

Chapter 3

Katherine's Pov Hailey smirked the moment she saw my expression change. “You really thought Damon would choose someone like you?” she continued mockingly while folding her arms. “Please. You were just convenient for him because you practically threw yourself at him every chance you got.” Then she laughed and that was her mistake. Because years of ballet training had taught me discipline, flexibility, balance, and strength far beyond what most people expected from someone with my body type, while years of self-defense classes my father forced me into growing up had taught me exactly how to hurt someone quickly when necessary. And I was already angry. Really angry. Before Hailey could even react properly, I grabbed her wrist violently before twisting sharply sideways. She screamed instantly. “What the fuck?!” the blond man shouted. Hailey stumbled forward from the force, but before she could regain balance, I drove my knee directly into her stomach hard enough to knock the breath

Chapter 4

Katherine's Pov “Um… I…” I stammered, not exactly knowing the words to say. Maybe something along the lines of ‘you are creepy for masturbating to my picture’? Or maybe ‘omg, I find you masturbating so hot even though it's creepy.’ And for some reason, I seriously could not take my eyes off the cock resting on his thighs. “Answer me, Katherine. Why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be home?” He asked again, his voice deeper. “Well…” I laughed sheepishly, “Why don't you put that in first so we can talk? It's not very…” I looked down at his dick again and gulped, then forced myself to look back at his eyes. And hold on… Was that amusement I saw in his very beautiful eyes?! “The nerve of you, Katherine. You walk in on my private time and you're expecting me to put my dick back into my pants.” Nathaniel crossed his arms, a very small smirk on his lips. “Well… I won't be able to focus… gulp… If you keep on swinging that thing in my face so boldly,” I muttered, my ears bur

Chapter 5- Wet

Nathaniel’s Pov Getting caught by my employee while I was masturbating wasn't on my bucket list, especially when she knew that I was masturbating to her picture. Other people watched porn, and yet, I stared at her picture and imagined her thighs wrapped around my waist and her tits bouncing while she moaned pleasurably. I had no idea that one of my fantasies would actually come to life. Katherine Heart, my employee and intern, was now actually positioned between my legs, her hands on both sides of the table and her pretty pouty lips sucking my cock. “Fuck.” I cursed under my breath. This was so fucking hot. Three of her buttons had popped open by the movements she was making, allowing me to have a view of her perky boobs. Lewd wet sounds echoed in the office as her head bobbed up and down so fast that her hair strands fell over her face from her bun, but I didn't care. The sight of her stretched lips around my girth was a vision I knew would be etched into my brain forever. Her mo

Chapter 6- F*ck Me

Nathaniel’s POV Her breath hitched. “You want to know what else I noticed?” I leaned in, mouth brushing the shell of her ear. “The second I came down your throat, your thighs pressed together like you were trying not to drip on my floor.” She shook her head, but it was weak. “You…” “Shh.” My hand slid down the side of her waist, over the curve of her hips, then lower. I found the hem of her black dress, revealing the pop socks underneath and dragged it up slowly, bunching the fabric at her waist. “Let me check something.” My palm traveled lower, past smooth skin until I hit the edge of those long pop socks she always wore. My fingers slipped between her thighs and pressed right against the thin fabric of her panties. Fuck. She was soaked. I pressed the heel of my palm against her, rubbing slow, deliberate circles over the wet cotton. Katherine’s hips jerked. A soft, shaky sound escaped her throat. “You’re dripping,” I said, voice dark with satisfaction. “And you’re still tryin

Chapter 7

Katherine’s POV“Fuck me. Please.”The words came out quieter than I meant them to, but they were clear enough. I stayed bent over the desk, my cheek pressed against the cool surface, too ashamed to look back at him. My legs felt unsteady already, and the longer Nathaniel stood behind me without moving, the harder my pussy throbbed. I was still soaked from the way he’d eaten me out earlier, and every second he spent just staring made the ache worse.“You sure about that?” he asked, voice low and rough.I swallowed, keeping my face hidden, my words coming out faster and heavier than I intended. “Yes.”He didn’t move right away. I could feel him behind me, the heat of his body, the way he was taking his time. My hips shifted restlessly on their own. The silence and the waiting were driving me insane. My clit pulsed with every beat of my heart. I was dripping again, I could feel it sliding down my inner thigh.If I had any sense left, I would’ve told him to stop. This was wrong on so man

Chapter 8- Mocking Laughter

Katherine’s POV “Where the hell are you Katherine? Immediately you see this message, call me and if possible don't come to school today. Stay in the dorm room.” The voice message from Brittany echoed in my ears as I ran out of the hotel and into a taxi that was passing by. My heart was pounding so hard against my ribs that I could barely breathe. My hands were shaking as I locked my phone screen, ignoring the message and trying to clear my mind, but it was completely impossible. Just twenty minutes ago, I had opened my eyes to find myself staring at a ceiling that definitely did not belong to my boring university dorm room. The sheets beneath my naked body were silky and incredibly expensive, smelling heavily of jasmine and masculine sweat. When I turned my head, my breath caught in my throat. Nathaniel. He was sleeping right beside me, looking completely relaxed and peaceful. It was a stark contrast to the dangerous, intense man who had locked his office door last night and

Chapter 9- In Trouble

Katherine's Pov “A… A slut?” I stammered, my eyes wide, “Did you just call me a slut?” The girl rolled her eyes, the smirk on her lips becoming wider, “A slut knows when they're a slut. Why? Do you think you aren't one? Wow.” The girl laughed and the other girls behind her laughed as well, their laughter echoing in the hallway. “She really thinks she's the goody two shoes people think of her as. So amazing.” I stood there, completely paralyzed by her words. My mind was spinning in a million different directions. Did someone see me leave the hotel with Nathaniel? Did someone find out about what happened in his office? Fear gripped my throat, making it hard to swallow. Before anyone could say anything else, I turned around and rushed straight into my classroom, trying to escape the heavy weight of everyone's judgmental eyes.The classroom was already half-full. I scanned the rows of desks and immediately spotted a familiar face. Brittany. She was sitting near the middle row, starin

Chapter 10- Bedroom

Katherine's POV "You're joking. You have to be joking, Brittany." My voice shook so badly that I barely recognized it. I kept my eyes fixed on Brittany's face, waiting for even the smallest crack in her expression, some sign that this was a lie or a cruel joke that had gone too far. I wanted her to laugh, to tell me I was overreacting, to put her phone back and say none of it was real. But she didn't. She only stood there, pale and tense, and the awful seriousness in her eyes made fear begin to spread through me like poison. My gaze dropped slowly to the phone in her hand. I didn't want to touch it. Every part of me was screaming not to look, because I already knew that whatever was on that screen was going to change something forever. Still, my fingers moved toward it as though they belonged to someone else. My hand trembled violently as I took the phone from her, and for one weak, desperate second, I thought about throwing the phone across the room instead of pressing play.

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