Chapter: TASTING MY STEPBROTHER'S COCKTASTING MY STEPBROTHER'S COCK 3The next few days were torture in the sweetest way.Dinner with their parents every night, with Julian sitting across from her, looking perfectly composed in a crisp shirt, while his bare foot slid up her calf under the table. His toes tracing slow circles on her inner thigh, stopping just short of where she ached most. Sophia would grip her fork tighter, forcing smiles at her mother’s questions, all while her panties grew soaked and her clit throbbed in time with her heartbeat.He’d catch her eye and smirk, his green eyes promising retribution.Texts late at night:Julian: Thinking about how wet you get for me.Julian: Touch yourself but don’t come. Save it for my cock.She obeyed. Every time. Every fucking time. Her fingers circling her clit until she was shaking, then stopping, her thighs slick, her pussy clenching around nothing.By Thursday night, she was desperate, her body humming with denied release, her nipples perpetually hard, her mind filthy
Last Updated: 2026-01-07
Chapter: TASTING MY STEP-BROTHER'S COCK 2TASTING MY STEP-BROTHER'S COCK 2Sophia woke to sunlight pouring through sheer curtains and the low thrum of need still coiled tight in her belly. Every inch of her body remembered Julian’s hands, his rough palms sliding up her thighs, thick fingers buried deep inside her, the way he’d watched her fall apart with dark, possessive eyes. She could still taste him on her lips, feel the phantom press of his hard cock against her stomach.She rolled onto her back, her thighs squeezing together. The ache between them was relentless. One hand drifted down, slipping beneath the thin silk of her sleep shorts. She was already soaked, swollen, her clit throbbing. It took only a few slow circles to bring herself off as her quiet gasps muffled into her pillow, her hips lifting as she imagined it was his tongue instead of her fingers.Afterward, she lay there flushed and unsatisfied. A quick release wasn’t enough. She needed more. Needed him.Just then, a text buzzed on her phone.Julian: Meet me a
Last Updated: 2026-01-06
Chapter: TASTING STEP-BROTHER'S COCKTASTING STEP-BROTHER'S COCKSOPHIE MURPHY (FL) - 20 YRS JULIAN HOWELL (ML) - 32 YRSSophia stepped out of the taxi and onto the sun-warmed gravel driveway, the late July heat pressing against her skin like a lover’s breath. At twenty, she was home from college for the summer, her second year behind her, and everything about this place felt both familiar and strangely new. The sprawling modern house loomed ahead, glass walls, clean lines, a sparkling infinity pool glinting in the distance. Her mother’s new husband, Victor, had excellent taste. And money. Lots of it.But Sophia’s pulse wasn’t racing because of the house.It was racing because of him.Victor’s son. Her new stepfather’s son. Her stepbrother.Julian.She hadn’t seen him in person since the wedding three months ago, when he’d flown in for forty-eight hours, looking devastating in a charcoal suit that hugged his broad shoulders. At thirty-two, Julian was twelve years older—tall, dark-haired, with sharp features and storm-gr
Last Updated: 2026-01-05
Chapter: ROUGE'S CLAIM 3ROGUE'S CLAIM 3LILA’S POV The mating heat hits like a wildfire in the middle of the third night.I wake up gasping, my body slick with sweat, every inch of my skin burning. The small cabin feels too hot, and too small. My thighs are soaked, my clit throbbing so hard it hurts. Draven’s scent is everywhere—on the furs, on me, in me. It drives the ache deeper, until I’m writhing, my hands pressing between my legs for relief that never comes.Draven is already awake, sitting by the dying fire, his eyes glowing gold in the dark. His chest rises and falls fast, his muscles tense, his cock hard and jutting against his stomach. He’s been watching me, fighting it.“Lila,” he growls, his voice raw. “It’s here.”I roll toward him, my dress tangled around my waist, my breasts bare and heaving. “Make it stop. Please.”He crawls over me, body heat rolling off him in waves. His mouth crashes onto mine, desperate, and devouring. His tongue strokes deep, tasting my need. I moan into him, my nails
Last Updated: 2025-12-29
Chapter: ROGUE'S CLAIM 2ROGUE'S CLAIM 2 LILA’S POV The next day breaks gray and drizzly, rain pattering on the leaves outside the cave mouth. I wake up, wrapped in furs, Draven’s heavy arm draped over my waist, his chest pressed to my back. His scent is everywhere—deep in my lungs, soaked into my skin. I shift slightly, feeling the sticky remnants of last night between my thighs, the memory of his cum coating me making heat pool low again.He stirs immediately, his arm tightening possessively. His cock is hard against my ass—morning wood, thick and hot even through the fur. He growls low in his throat, his nose burying in my hair, inhaling deep.“Morning, little one,” he rumbles, his voice rough with sleep.I turn in his arms, facing him. His gold eyes are half-lidded, dark hair tousled, beard scruffy. He looks dangerous and delicious.“Morning,” I whisper, my hand tracing the scar on his chest.His hand slides down my side, cupping my bare hip. “Sleep okay?”I nod, biting my lip. The ache is back, worse
Last Updated: 2025-12-23
Chapter: ROUGE'S CLAIMROGUE'S CLAIM LILA’S POV The forest is darker than I imagined, the kind of dark that swallows sound and light. My backpack digs into my shoulders, heavy with the few clothes and cash I grabbed before slipping out my bedroom window three nights ago. Eighteen years under my parents’ strict rules, church every Sunday, no boys, no parties, curfew at nine even in senior year, and I finally snapped. I hitchhiked as far as the money allowed, then started walking, drawn to these woods by some stupid romantic notion of freedom.Now, freedom feels like terror.Branches snag my jeans, the roots trip me in the moonlight filtering through the canopy. My phone died yesterday, no signal anyway. I’m lost, hungry, and the howls I’ve been hearing for hours are getting closer.I freeze at a low growl ahead. Yellow eyes gleam between trees, too many. Wolves. Real ones, bigger than any I’ve seen in zoos, circling me slowly.My heart slams against my ribs. I back up, my hands out. “Nice puppies… stay…”
Last Updated: 2025-12-21
OWNED BY THE MADDOX BROTHERS
SMUT WARNING!! : This book isn't sweet romance. It's filthy, raw and unapologetically dark.
Expect:
*Three brothers who don’t know the meaning of gentle.*
*A heroine who moans even when she swears she won’t.*
*Fingers, tongues, and c*cks where she least expects them.*
~~~♠~~~
“Spread wider, Angel,” Zane growled against my ear, his fingers ruthless between my thighs.
Ziven's c*ck shoved deep down my throat, hot, thick and massive. “Right there. Open up and take it like the filthy tease you've been."
And behind me, Zarek drove into me deeper, pounding and claiming every inch. “Feel that? Dripping wet. Doesn’t matter how hard I pound—she’ll still take more. She’s fucking built for it. Our c*cks.”
I begged desperately— clenching, gushing, and trembling through every thrust and claim.
I never thought I'd crave this— three brothers who claimed me, ruined me, and made me beg for more. But I do. God, I do.
My name is Zayla Everly Hollis. I died the night I married Lugard Blade.
He broke me and killed me.
But fate brought me back.
Given a second chance, I ran.
Straight into the arms of the three most powerful men in Chicago. THE MADDOX BROTHERS.
ZIVEN. Commanding, brilliant, and dangerous with a keyboard.
ZAREK. Cold, ruthless, and sharp as glass.
ZANE. Charming, wicked, and heartbreak in human form.
They offered me safety.
Then they became my obsession.
Now they’re my only protection from the monster I once called husband.
But with three billionaires wanting one broken girl, hearts will shatter.
And when the past comes knocking…
I’ll have to choose between revenge—and the triplets who made me feel alive again.
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Chapter: A Beautiful kind of CrueltyZAYLAThe bathroom was an extension of the suite's luxury, sleek black marble, gold fixtures, and a sink wide enough for two. I stared at Zane briefly as we stood in front of the mirror, the usual warm glint in his eyes had returned, but wrapped with something darker, hooded even and indescribable. He hasn't said a word since we walked in here, which was very unlike Zane. But I shrugged and turned on the water faucet. Steam fogged the mirror as the warm water rushed out, the sound drowning out the pounding in my chest. He came behind me, close enough that I felt the heat radiating off him. It was just us. Him and me. In this spacious bathroom, yet his presence found a way to fill the whole space, making it feel small, Intimate even. Fighting the heat growing inside me, I turned and took his hands. I guided them under the steam, watching the water turn pink as it washed away the dried blood. Matteo's blood. Yes. Matteo's blood. "Zane," I muttered low, my voice breathy as I pumped so
Last Updated: 2026-01-11
Chapter: Voices in my headZAYLAThe suite Ziven brought me into was warm, opulent and picturesque. It was nothing short of magnificent. An airy expanse of marble floors, floor to ceiling windows, and understated gold accents that spoke of effortless wealth. Every piece of furniture looked custom-made, every surface polished to perfection, giving the space the quiet, intimidating elegance of money that never needed to announce itself.He dropped me gently on the black leather sofa, straightening his shirt as he stood fully, his gaze not leaving me."Feel better?" He asked, his gaze still lingering on me before he turned, stepping away. My gaze followed him until he disappeared further into the room. Yes, I was feeling better. I was no longer trembling, and my heart no longer felt like it was going to leave my ribcage in the next second. But my neck... my neck still ached, and felt really painful. I could only imagine the marks on there. What if Zane hadn't arrived on time? What if they hadn't come at all? I
Last Updated: 2025-12-23
Chapter: When the Devil listens ZAYLA"Angel," his voice came again, cracking right down the middle, sharp and deadly. He sank to his knees with me clutched against him, like he couldn't stand either. My throat was on fire, scorching hot. My heart was pounding, trying to claw its way out of my ribcage. Everything was too much."Zane..." I choked between sobs, barely able to breathe. His arms closed around me immediately, pressing me into his chest. Then he pulled away a bit, to cup my cheeks with both hands, his gun forgotten on the floor. "Look at me, Angel. Breathe with me. In... out... Again. I've got you. I've got you."I tried, God I tried. But I failed. Still trembling as panic held me captive. His thumb gently wiped the blood—Matteo's blood, my tears—smearing it across my face. "Shhh... I'm here. Nobody will ever touch you again." My fingers twisted in his shirt, my knuckles white. I wanted to speak, to tell him it wasn’t just this life, it was the last one too, that I’d already died like this once and
Last Updated: 2025-12-15
Chapter: The price of Winning ZAYLA Matteo.It was Matteo. His breath, alcohol mixed with tobacco fanned against my face, as he stepped close, closing the gap between us. "We meet again... bella." He smiled, slow and cruel. I swallowed hard, and forced a smile, masking the horror crawling up my spine. "Matteo?" my smile widened, grateful my voice didn't betray me. "Ahh, little stronza got my name," he laughed out loudly, ugly, and the men behind him followed. The sound of their laughter filling the silent hallway like hyena. I didn't know if I should laugh along or not, so I kept my smile small, contemplating what next to say. "Had no idea I was going to meet you here, you seem to be going to the restroom, yeah?" "No." Matteo shook his head, the smile on his lips gone. My throat constricted, as the air around us shifted, heavier now. He closed in even more, the gold chain on his neck slightly brushing my collarbone. I moved back a bit, only for my back to hit the wall, leaving me trapped."I'm he
Last Updated: 2025-12-05
Chapter: Trouble, Zayla, Trouble. ZAYLA It wasn't long before the waitress returned to the table with the drinks. Gianna stood up, a sweet, wicked smile tugging at her lips, as she walked around the table. With elegance and practiced ease she grabbed two glasses of drink from the table and moved to where the brothers were seated. "Here," she said, her smile widening just a little as she handed the drinks to Ziven and Zarek. "You don't usually bring ladies to our table. And when you did, I judged your preference. I judged her. Well, she proved my judgement absolutely wrong, and I'm really sorry about that." My gaze swept her all over again, looking for a trace of lie or insincerity, but there was none. "That was a hell of a speech, G," Archer cut in, his voice teasing. "Shut up, Archer," Gianna scolded dramatically, trying so hard not to laugh.Both siblings were holding back their laugh, which only meant one thing. "Hey, come on. I'm being remorseful here." Gianna drawled, shooting them a glare. "Ok, whatever,"
Last Updated: 2025-12-02
Chapter: Scopa and SinZAYLA The men exchanged serious glances like they didn't expect me to be really serious about playing with them. Zarek's dark gaze snapped to me, sharp and unreadable. Then Ziven's, he watched me, clearly displeased, but didn't stop me."Jeez, I really like her!" I hear Rafaella's say, her tone laced with interest as all their attention shifted to me. I swear, I'd be lying if I said I was panicking inwardly. I was genuinely freaked out, but I reined it in with a confident and sharp smile. The tattooed man laughed under his breath, mocking. "Do you even know the rules, Bella?" "No," I said, smiling. "But I'm a fast learner." "I see," he grunted, and shuffled the worn deck with loud sloppy confidence. "Alright, Bella. Let's play. Four cards each. Table gets four. Match numbers to take cards. Simple enough? Try not to cry when you lose." My smile turned sharper, "I won't cry," I said and sat forward." I turned sharply, just long enough to meet the brothers burning gaze. Neither
Last Updated: 2025-11-26
Chapter: FUCK ME, STEP DAD 3FUCK ME, STEP-DADDY 3Lila woke to the sensation of warm sunlight streaming across her bare skin and the heavy, possessive weight of Marcus’s arm draped over her waist. She was still in his bed, sheets tangled around their legs, the faint scent of sex and his cologne clinging to everything. Her body ached in the best way, her thighs tender, her pussy swollen and sensitive, the lingering fullness of his cum from the night before still deep inside her.She shifted slightly and felt the sticky evidence of their joining trickle between her thighs. A soft moan escaped her.Marcus stirred behind her, his morning erection already thick and hard against the curve of her ass.“Morning, little girl,” he rumbled, his voice gravelly with sleep. His hand slid down her stomach, his fingers dipping between her legs to find her slick and ready. “Still dripping with Daddy’s cum?”“Yes, Daddy,” she whispered, arching back into him.He growled in approval, rolling her onto her stomach and spreading her
Last Updated: 2026-01-11
Chapter: FUCK ME, STEP DAD 2FUCK ME, STEP DADDY 2 Lila’s knees sank into the thick rug as she knelt before him, completely naked, her skin flushed from the short walk down the hallway. Her heart thundered so loudly she was sure he could hear it. Marcus towered above her, bare-chested, the low-slung black lounge pants doing nothing to hide the thick ridge of his erection straining against the fabric. His hazel eyes burned into hers, they were dark, possessive, and impatient.“Hands behind your back,” he ordered, his voice low and velvet-rough.She obeyed instantly, clasping her wrists at the small of her back. The position arched her spine, thrusting her full breasts forward, her nipples already tight and aching for his touch.Marcus circled her slowly, like a predator assessing his prize. One large hand trailed lightly over her shoulder, down her arm, across her collarbone, never quite where she needed it. Goosebumps exploded across her skin.“Look at you,” he murmured, stopping behind her. His fingers threade
Last Updated: 2026-01-08
Chapter: FUCK ME, STEPDADFUCK ME, STEP DADDYLILA & MARCUSLila stepped off the plane into the thick summer heat of the private airstrip, the scent of jasmine and jet fuel wrapping around her like a memory. At twenty, she was home from college for the first time since her mother’s whirlwind marriage to Marcus Hale, fifty years old, steel-gray hair, piercing hazel eyes, and the kind of commanding presence that made boardrooms fall silent. He was a tech CEO whose name appeared on Forbes lists and whose face stared out from magazine covers. Lila had only met him twice before the wedding, once at a tense dinner, once at the ceremony itself. Both times, his gaze had lingered on her a fraction too long.Now she was living in his sprawling coastal estate for the summer. Her mother, a high-powered entertainment lawyer, was already gone for another international deal, another red-eye flight. “Marcus will take good care of you,” she’d said over the phone, as if Lila were still a child.Lila wasn’t a child anymore. She
Last Updated: 2026-01-07
Chapter: IN MY STEPBROTHER'S BED 3IN MY STEPBROTHER'S BED 3The days blurred into a haze of stolen glances and electric touches. Emma found herself hyper-aware of Alex's presence in the house, his heavy footsteps on the stairs, the rumble of his laugh during family dinners, the way his eyes would lock onto hers across the room, promising more of the forbidden bliss they'd shared. Since that midnight visit to her room, they'd been careful, but the tension simmered just below the surface, ready to boil over at any moment.It was a lazy Saturday afternoon when the opportunity struck. Their parents had left for a weekend getaway, some romantic cabin retreat to celebrate their new marriage. The house was theirs and empty, echoing with possibility. Emma had spent the morning in her room, pretending to study for her upcoming classes, but really replaying every moment of Alex's mouth on her, his cock stretching her for the first time. Her panties were soaked just from the memories.She heard the front door close downstairs, t
Last Updated: 2026-01-05
Chapter: IN MY STEPBROTHER'S BED 2IN MY STEP BROTHER'S BED 2Emma couldn’t sleep. The house was silent except for the distant hum of the air conditioner and the occasional creak of old wood settling. Moonlight spilled through the half-open blinds, painting silver stripes across her bed. Every time she closed her eyes, she felt Alex’s mouth on hers again, the rough scrape of his stubble, the demanding slide of his tongue, the way he’d growled her name like it belonged to him.Her skin still tingled from the pool. The memory of his hard cock pressing against her belly through wet fabric made her thighs clench. She kicked off the sheet, wearing only a thin tank top and cotton panties. The room felt too warm, and her body too restless. Without thinking, her hand drifted down, tracing the edge of her panties, but she stopped herself. If she touched now, she’d moan his name again, and the walls weren’t that thick.A soft knock at her door made her freeze.It was three light taps. Then silence followed. She sat up, her hear
Last Updated: 2026-01-05
Chapter: IN MY STEPBROTHER'S BEDIN MY STEPBROTHER'S BEDEMMA & ALEXEmma stared at her reflection in the full-length mirror of her new bedroom, adjusting the hem of her oversized t-shirt that barely skimmed her thighs. At 18, she was still getting used to her body curves that had blossomed over the summer, full breasts that strained against the thin cotton, and hips that swayed with a natural rhythm she couldn't quite control. Her long, wavy auburn hair cascaded down her back, and her green eyes sparkled with a mix of excitement and nervousness.This wasn't just any move, it was a complete upheaval. Her mom had remarried in a whirlwind romance to Richard, a kind but distant businessman, and now they were all living in his sprawling suburban house. But the real earthquake in Emma's life was Alex—Richard's son. Her new stepbrother.Alex was 28, a full decade older, and everything Emma had secretly fantasized about. She'd seen pictures of him before the wedding. He's tall, broad-shouldered, chiseled jaw shadowed by stu
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