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The house was quiet, the only sound the distant hum of the city beyond the balcony. Yassin lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, his mind racing. Moving in with his stepfather had been easy. Moving in with his new stepbrother, Adam? Not so much.

Adam was everything Yassin wasn’t—rugged, confident, and completely unaware of the effect he had. His thick beard framed his sharp jaw, his body was covered in a layer of dark hair, and he moved with the kind of presence that made people stop and look.

Yassin hated that he was one of those people.

He turned over, forcing his eyes shut, but sleep wouldn’t come. His mind replayed every stolen glance, every brush of skin when they passed in the hallway. And then, there was the shower incident.

Last night, he had walked in by accident, or at least, that’s what he told himself. The image of Adam, water dripping down his muscular chest, soap running through his thick body hair—it was burned into his brain.

He groaned, frustrated. He needed to stop thinking about this.

Then he heard it.

The creak of a door. Soft footsteps. Then, the weight of someone standing at his bedroom door.

His breath caught.

🔥 A Line Crossed 🔥

Yassin didn’t move, didn’t dare breathe. The door pushed open slightly, letting in a sliver of hallway light. Then, Adam’s deep voice cut through the silence.

“Still awake?”

Yassin swallowed hard. “Yeah.”

The bed dipped as Adam sat at the edge, close—too close. His scent, a mix of musk and soap, filled the space between them.

“You’ve been acting weird,” Adam said, his voice rough, unreadable. “Like you’re avoiding me.”

Yassin exhaled shakily. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Silence. Then a low chuckle. “Liar.”

Before Yassin could respond, Adam’s hand was on his thigh, fingers grazing the thin fabric of his shorts. Yassin’s whole body tensed.

“You walked in on me yesterday,” Adam murmured, his hand moving higher. “And you didn’t look away.”

Yassin’s breath hitched. “I—I wasn’t trying to—”

“Don’t lie to me,” Adam whispered, his lips suddenly close, so close Yassin could feel the heat of his breath.

Yassin’s resolve snapped.

He surged forward, their mouths colliding in a desperate, messy kiss. Beards scraped, hands grabbed, bodies pressed together with no hesitation. Adam’s hand fisted in Yassin’s hair, pulling him closer, deeper.

🔥 No More Boundaries 🔥

Before he knew it, Yassin was on his back, Adam’s weight pressing him into the mattress. His stepbrother’s rough hands yanked his shirt over his head, lips trailing down his neck, biting, marking.

“You’ve been thinking about this, haven’t you?” Adam growled.

Yassin moaned, arching into the touch. “Yes.”

Adam chuckled darkly, his teeth grazing Yassin’s collarbone. “Me too.”

The next moment, their shorts were gone, leaving nothing between them but heat and sweat. Adam’s hands gripped Yassin’s hips, spreading his legs wider.

“I’m not going easy on you,” Adam warned, his voice thick with lust.

Yassin shivered. “I don’t want you to.”

And then, Adam took him.

🔥 Rough, Raw & Unstoppable 🔥

The first thrust stole Yassin’s breath, his fingers clawing at Adam’s back, nails digging into hard muscle. The bed creaked beneath them as Adam moved, each thrust deeper, rougher, claiming him completely.

“Fuck,” Adam groaned, his grip tightening. “You feel so good.”

Yassin could only moan in response, his body surrendering, consumed by the pleasure, the sheer force of it. Adam’s beard scraped against his chest as he leaned down, lips capturing Yassin’s in another brutal kiss.

The heat, the sweat, the friction—it was too much, too good.

“Harder,” Yassin gasped.

Adam didn’t need to be told twice.

The pace quickened, their bodies colliding with desperate intensity. The room was filled with the sound of skin against skin, ragged breathing, low groans. The scent of sex and musk thickened the air.

Adam grabbed Yassin’s wrists, pinning them above his head, his thrusts turning merciless.

“You’re mine now,” he growled.

Yassin moaned, his back arching, his whole body trembling as the pleasure built into something unbearable.

“Adam—I’m—”

The world shattered around him.

🔥 Aftermath 🔥

For a long moment, neither of them moved, chests rising and falling in sync. Adam rolled onto his back, dragging a hand through his damp hair.

Yassin turned his head, meeting Adam’s gaze. A slow, satisfied smirk tugged at his lips.

“Guess you’re not avoiding me anymore,” Adam murmured.

Yassin chuckled breathlessly. “Guess not.”

Adam reached over, brushing his fingers down Yassin’s stomach, teasing. “Round two?”

Yassin smirked, rolling on top of him. “You’re not walking out of here until I say so.”

Adam groaned, flipping them over. “That’s what