PUCKED BY MY STEPBROTHER: A FORBIDDEN HOCKEY ROMANCE
He was supposed to be a stranger.
A bruised, scarred, filthy-mouthed stranger who pinned me against a bathroom wall and made me forget the boy who broke my heart 20 minutes earlier.
I walked away first without his name or number, and I didn't look back.
Then I found out my mom was engaged. To his dad.
Rhys Maddox. Number seventeen. 6'3" of tattoos, bruised knuckles, and the kind of jaw that makes good girls do stupid things. The most dangerous player to ever step on our ice.
My one-night stand.
My new stepbrother.
He doesn't follow rules - he breaks them. On the ice. In my bed. Against every surface in our parents' house while they eat twenty feet away. He calls me "sis" just to watch me squirm. He watches me like he already owns me.
And the worst part? He does.
Publicly, we're fake dating - a deal to keep my ex-bestfriend away. Privately, we're a stepbrother and stepsister who can't keep our clothes on the second we're alone. It's our biggest secret.
Now the boy who I once considered my best friend suddenly wants me back. And the stepbrother who wasn't supposed to mean anything won't let me go.
One wants to protect me.
One wants to destroy me.
And I can't tell which is which anymore.
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For readers 18+ who like their men possessive, their romances FORBIDDEN, and their chapters dripping with filthy, unapologetic spice.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 71 - MORE PROTECTIONSienna didn't mean to do it.That's the thing I kept reminding myself after. She wasn't stirring anything. She was lying on her bed painting her toenails with the phone on speaker, talking about Cole the way she'd been talking about Cole for weeks – half-annoyed, half-obsessed."He's been weird all day. Quiet. I think Rhys's meeting stressed him out and it's leaking onto everyone."I was at my desk. Highlighter in hand. Midterm notes spread across every surface."What meeting?"The silence on the phone lasted four seconds. I counted."The... scholarship meeting?" Sienna's voice climbed. "The one with the alternative funding people? Cole said–" She stopped. I could hear her toenail polish brush freeze mid-stroke. "He didn't tell you."Not a question."No.""Naomi–""I have to go."I hung up. Sat with my hands flat on the desk for a long time. Longer than I should've needed. Because the anger wasn't the kind that hits fast and burns out – it was the kind that arrives quiet, settles into
Last Updated: 2026-03-29
Chapter: CHAPTER 70 - LIKE HIMNAOMI’S POVI was wearing his shirt.That's what I keep coming back to when I replay it. Not the words, not the silence after, not the way his hands shook for twenty minutes straight. The shirt. Grey, threadbare, smelled like his soap and his skin and the night before. I was standing in his kitchen with coffee in one hand and my phone in the other, scrolling through nothing, feeling the kind of quiet that only exists the morning after someone holds you like you're the last good thing.The door opened without a knock.Richard Maddox walked into his son's apartment the way he walked into everything – like he owned it. Like the space rearranged itself around him out of obligation. Expensive coat. Car keys still in hand. Eyes that swept the room and catalogued every detail in under three seconds.Me. The shirt. The coffee. My bare legs. The two mugs on the counter.His expression didn't change. That was the thing about Richard – he never gave you the satisfaction of a reaction. Everything
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Chapter: CHAPTER 69 - MIDNIGHT THOUGHTSRHYS’ POVThe water was too hot. I kept it that way.The burn was the only thing that worked. Not ice, not running, not the bag in the corner I'd punched until my knuckles split last week and taped up before she could see. Hot water on my shoulders, my back, my neck. Skin turning red. And for three, maybe four minutes the noise went quiet enough to breathe.The noise sounded like my father.You're a disappointment. You're dangerous. You're exactly like me and that's the part you can't stand.I braced my hands on the tile. Water down my face. Tried not to think about the freshman. Thought about him anyway.The check was too hard. I knew it the second my shoulder connected. He went into the boards and the sound echoed and I felt nothing. That's the part. Not guilt. Not remorse. Nothing. The cold satisfaction of a body doing what it was built to do.The guilt came later. Always later. I was sitting in the locker room after everyone left, staring at my hands. Seeing them the way the kid s
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Chapter: CHAPTER 68 - HEAVY WEAPONSIt came back to her through Cole. Because everything came back through Cole eventually – the quiet goalie who noticed everything and said nothing until saying something became necessary.Rhys was already in the apartment when I arrived Tuesday evening. Standing in the kitchen. Not sitting – standing. The posture of a man who'd been pacing and had stopped when he heard my key in the lock. His face was the dangerous kind of calm. The kind that looked like stillness from across the room and felt like a loaded weapon up close."You had an honest talk with Caleb."Not a question. A statement. Delivered flat, each word placed carefully, the way you place stones on a scale when you're measuring something you're afraid to know the weight of."What?""Cole heard it from two different guys at practice today. That you and Caleb had a heart-to-heart. That you called him when things got hard. That you feel safe enough to go to him when you need to talk." His jaw tightened. "His words. Making the r
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Chapter: CHAPTER 67 - LIES TO PROTECTIt started with a sentence Sienna didn't know was a grenade.We were in the dorm. Saturday evening. She was getting ready for Cole's game – the not as a friend game, the one she'd changed outfits for three times while pretending she hadn't – and I was on my bed editing my column when she said it. Casually. Offhandedly. The way people deliver information that will rearrange your entire week without knowing they've lit the fuse."Cole was bummed about practice being cancelled yesterday. He'd been working on some new save technique and wanted to test it."My fingers stopped on the keyboard. "Practice was cancelled?""Yeah. Something with the rink – ice maintenance or a scheduling conflict or something. Cole said the whole team had the afternoon off."The whole team. The afternoon off. Yesterday. The same yesterday when Rhys had texted me at 2 PM – can't make the reading, practice runs late, sorry – and I'd said no worries and gone alone and read my piece to a room that didn't include him
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Chapter: CHAPTER 66 - THE MASKI let him in.Not because the apology was good – it wasn't. It came out sideways and defensive, more explanation than remorse, delivered while he stood in my doorway with his hands in his pockets and his jaw doing the thing it did when sincerity was costing him physical pain."I shouldn't have disappeared. But you compared me to Caleb and I–""Needed space. I know. Three days of it.""I'm not good at–""I know what you're not good at, Rhys."Silence. Him in the doorway. Me in the room. The distance between us measured in days and fights and the accumulating weight of patterns that kept repeating no matter how many times we named them.I was tired. Not the kind that sleep fixes – the bone-deep kind that comes from loving someone who requires constant translation. From decoding silences and interpreting shutdowns and doing the emotional labour of two people because one of them had never been taught how to carry his half."Come in," I said. Not warmth. Not forgiveness. Just exhaustion ch
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DIRTY DREAMS (AN EROTICA COLLECTION)
⚠️ WARNING: This book will ruin you for vanilla sex. Side effects include spontaneous wetness, missed deadlines, "one more chapter" syndrome at 3 AM, and explaining to your partner why you suddenly have ideas. Reader discretion advised. Vibrator recommended.
For readers 18+ who like their fantasies FILTHY and their boundaries FLEXIBLE.
She didn't know she needed five frat brothers until her boyfriend offered her up as initiation. She didn't know she craved her stepdad's best friends until they caught her skinny dipping. She didn't know she was a fertility goddess until the clinic offered natural insemination.
Now she knows.
DIRTY DREAMS is a scorching collection of no-holds-barred erotica for women who want MORE. More men. More holes filled. More loads taken. More of the fantasies you've only whispered about in the dark.
Inside you'll find:
→ Gangbangs that leave her dripping and delirious
→ Taboo encounters with men who should be off-limits
→ CNC scenarios that blur every line you thought you had
→ Breeding rituals designed to fill her up and knock her up
→ Good girls corrupted, wives shared, and innocence absolutely wrecked
From fraternity basements to fertility clinics, from camping grounds to cult ceremonies, these stories don't tease – they deliver.
Every hole. Every load. Every filthy fantasy you've been too ashamed to Google.
This is not your mother's romance novel.
This is the book you hide on your Kindle.
This is the book you read with one hand.
This is the book that finally scratches that itch.
Contains: gangbangs, reverse harem, dubcon, breeding, taboo relationships, CNC (consensual non-consent), age gaps, degradation, cum play, and absolutely zero apologies. All characters are 18+. All scenarios are fiction. All orgasms are guaranteed.
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Chapter: STORY 29 - SUBMITTING TO MY BELOVED STRANGER (II)His eyes darken as he traces his thumb on my lower lip. "Good girl."The two words hit my clit like a current. My thighs press together on the floor and he notices and his mouth curves.He stands. Steps back. Sits in the leather chair. Legs spread. Arms on the rests. A king on a throne watching his subject kneel."Take off the bra. Slowly. Keep your eyes on me."I reach behind me. Unclasp. Let the straps slide down my arms. The bra falls. My tits are bare – heavy, my nipples already stiff from arousal and the cool air. His gaze drops to them and stays. Cataloguing."Pinch your nipples."I bring my hands to my tits. My fingers find my nipples and pinch – gently at first, then harder when his expression doesn't change, reading his silence as more."Harder. I want to see them turn red."I pinch hard enough to gasp. Rolling them between my fingers, pulling, the sharp sting shooting to my clit. He watches from the chair – his cock straining his pants, his hands gripping the armrests."Now
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Chapter: STORY 29 - SUBMITTING TO MY BELOVED STRANGER (I)The rooftop bar is thirty floors up and I'm three drinks into forgetting the week I've had when he appears beside me like he materialized from the skyline.I don't see him approach. Don't hear him. One second the stool beside me is empty and the next there's a man sitting on it who takes up more space than his body should. Not because he's huge, but because his presence has a gravity that bends the air around him.Dark suit. No tie. The collar of his black shirt open enough to show the hollow of his throat. His jaw is sharp, shadowed with stubble that's deliberate rather than lazy. His hair is dark, pushed back, silver threading the temples. His eyes – I can't tell the color in the bar light, only that they're fixed on me with an intensity that makes my cocktail stop halfway to my mouth.He doesn't smile. Doesn't introduce himself. Doesn't ask my name."Come with me," he says.His voice is low. Not loud – quiet enough that I have to lean in, which means he's already controlling my bod
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Chapter: STORY 28 - THE BACHELORETTE ORGY (III)They strip the condoms. Dante pushes back into my mouth bare and the difference is immediate. His skin is hot against my tongue, and the taste of pre-cum salty and real. Cole enters my pussy raw from behind and the feeling of his bare cock stretching my swollen walls makes my eyes roll back."Fuck," Cole groans. “She’s dripping – I’ve never felt anyone this wet –”Dante holds my head with both hands and fucks my face – the bare head of his cock nudging my throat, my spit coating his shaft. Cole pounds me from behind – his lean hips snapping fast, his cock long enough to hit my cervix on each deep stroke.They switch again. Dante behind me, Cole in my mouth. Dante bare in my pussy – his thick cock spreading me wider than Cole’s, the girth making me scream around Cole’s shaft. Dante grabs my hips and drives deep and the wet sound of his bare cock in my soaked pussy is obscene and unmistakable.“I want to hear her scream,” Dante says. “Pull out of her mouth.”Cole withdraws. Dante pushes
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Chapter: STORY 28 - THE BACHELORETTE ORGY (II)He strips his leather pants in one motion. No underwear. His cock is – I swallow hard. Long, thick, uncut, hanging heavy between his legs and already stiffening. Bronze skin, a vein running the length of the shaft, the foreskin pulling back from a head that’s flushed dark and swollen. As I watch, it rises, curving upward, until it stands rigid against his stomach and I understand why the “full experience” costs what it does.He sits on the leather couch. Legs spread. Cock standing straight up. Beckons me with one finger.I straddle his lap. My thong is the only thing between his bare cock and my pussy and I can feel his pulsing, thick shaft pressing against my slit through the thin lace. I grind down instinctively and the friction of his cock against my clit through the fabric makes me gasp.His hands cup my tits through the bra. Squeeze. His thumbs find my nipples through the lace and rub until they stiffen, then he pulls the cups down and yanks them beneath my tits so they’re pushed
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Chapter: STORY 28 - THE BACHELORETTE ORGY (I)I'm getting married in two days and my best friend just ordered the "full experience" package at a male strip club in Miami without telling me what that means."You'll love it," Jade says, topping off my champagne for the fourth time. "Trust me."I should not trust Jade. Jade is the woman who convinced me to skinny dip in the hotel pool at 2 AM last night. Jade is the woman who bought me edible underwear as a bridal shower gift and made me model them in front of my mother-in-law. Jade is chaos in a bodycon dress and I love her and I should absolutely not trust her.But I'm four glasses of champagne deep and wearing a white dress that says BRIDE across the chest in rhinestones and a tiara that says LAST NIGHT OF FREEDOM and we're in the VIP room of a club called Temptation and the bass is vibrating through the floor into my bones and I don't feel like being responsible.The VIP room is private. Velvet couches lining the walls, low lighting, a small stage with a pole. My eleven closest
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Chapter: STORY 27 - THE SECRETARY-BOSS CONNECTION (IV)He reaches around me. Opens his palm in front of my mouth. "Spit."I spit into his hand. He reaches behind me and I feel his wet fingers circle my asshole – gentle, patient, spreading the moisture. One finger presses inside – slow, careful – and I gasp at the tight, burning stretch. He works it in and out while his other hand slides between my legs and finds my clit."Finger yourself," he orders. "I want your cunt full while I open your ass."I push two fingers inside my own pussy – still soaked, still swollen from cumming – and the sensation of my fingers in my cunt and his finger in my ass simultaneously makes me moan so loud it reverberates off the elevator walls.He adds a second finger to my ass. Stretches me. I watch in the mirror – his hand between my cheeks, my hand between my legs, both of us working me open from both sides. My mouth is hanging open. My eyes are glazed."More," I beg. "I can take more."A third finger. The stretch burns and I lean forward, pressing my forehea
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