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76: Getting Closer
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HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 77: A Petty Move
77.Brandon's POV.Burning the damn teddy bear had been stupid and petty. But after watching Aaron kiss her, after seeing the way she let him, I had lost every rational bone in my body.I barely remembered getting home. Barely remembered storming toward the incinerator, shoving that ridiculous stuffed thing into the flames, and watching it disintegrate into nothing but blackened scraps and rising smoke.The satisfaction had been fleeting.Now, all I had left was Ivy standing in my room, fuming, her eyes blazing with fury as she stared at me like she wanted to strangle me.All this over a stupid teddy bear.I exhaled sharply, leaning against the weight rack, my expression impassive. “It was ugly. Hurting my eyes just sitting there.” I glanced at her, completely unbothered. “I’ll buy you a better one. More expensive.”Her nostrils flared, her entire body vibrating with anger. “It’s not about the price, Brandon!” Her voice shook, raw with frustration. “It was a gift. From someone who act
Last Updated : 2025-04-10HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 78:Dripping!
78.Ivy's POV.I should have hated this. Brandon forced me to do this and I should have been disgusted, furious, anything but this.Anything but wet.But I couldn’t stop it. Couldn’t stop the heat pooling between my thighs. I tried to focus on the anger, on the humiliation, but every guttural groan he let out, every thrust of his hips against my mouth, only made me wetter.Every groan, every low breathless curse only made it worse.And he knew it.I could tell by the way his fingers threaded through my hair, his grip tightening, his breath coming sharper. His hold on my head was firm, while his other hand pressed the back of my head down as his dick slid past my lips continuously. "You're enjoying this, don’t you?" His voice was rough, teasing. "You’re enjoying it even more than I am."I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms, hating him, hating myself."God," he growled, his head tilting back slightly. "I can smell you, Ivy. You’re fucking dripping for me.”His words were
Last Updated : 2025-04-11HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 79
Maybe I needed the word slut branded permanently on my head.I wanted to believe it had only happened because he blackmailed me. That was the easy excuse. The logical one. But deep down, I knew better. When he touched me, when he looked at me like I was his, like I had always been his, I didn’t resist the way I should have.I tried not to think about it, but how could I? We lived under the same roof. Every morning, I had to see him at breakfast, pretending everything was normal. We drove to school together in suffocating silence. He existed in every part of my daily life, unaffected, like nothing had happened.But for me? It felt like I was drowning.Days passed, but the weight in my chest never lifted. I wasn’t even hungry tonight, but skipping dinner wasn’t an option. My mother hated when I didn’t eat properly. So, I sat at the dining table, barely pushing food around my plate, trying to ignore Brandon’s presence across from me.I had almost succeeded, until I heard my name.“Aaron
Last Updated : 2025-04-12HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 80: This is my favorite thing to do
Ivy's POV.By the time dinner was over, I was breathless. My body was tense, and every nerve on edge, with the unsatisfied ache gnawing at me like a relentless fire.He had done this to me on purpose, and I needed to get out of there.The second I left the table, I made my way back to my room, shutting the door behind me harder than necessary. I went straight to my desk and sat, trying to ignore and push past the building frustration. Flipping open my notebook, I tried to force my focus, but the words on the page blurred together. No matter how hard I tried to concentrate, I couldn’t think about anything else.Not with this heat coiling low in my stomach, throbbing, desperate.The way his fingers teased me under the table, the deliberate, torturous pace of it. He never once looked at me, never let anyone suspect a thing, all while controlling my reactions so easily.I shifted in my seat, pressing my thighs together, but it did nothing to ease the ache and the desperate need.My grip
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81.Ivy's POVI let out a loud moan, my head falling back against the bathroom wall. The water cascaded over us, but I barely noticed. All I could feel was him, deep, relentless, perfect.“Fuck, Ivy,” he muttered, his breath hot against my ear. “You’re so tight. You take it so well.” His words were like fuel, igniting a fire in my core.I clung to him, my nails digging into his shoulders as he moved faster, harder. The water slicked our skin, making every touch electric. I could feel the wall behind me, cold and unyielding, a stark contrast to the heat of his body against mine.“Look at your pussy milking my dick,” he taunted, his voice laced with raw desire.I couldn’t help but whimper, my body already spiraling out of control. The combination of the water, his rough movements, and the way he filled me was overwhelming. I was drowning in sensation, and I loved it.His hand slid down, his fingers brushing against my clit, and I gasped. “Oh God, Brandon,” I breathed, my voice shaky.He
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Ivy's POV.I stared at the small device in Brandon’s palm, my stomach twisting. He wasn’t serious. He couldn’t be."You’re joking," I said flatly, refusing to let even a flicker of unease show on my face.Brandon just smiled, slow and knowing, the kind of expression that made my skin prickle with discomfort. "Do I look like I’m joking?"I folded my arms, standing my ground. "There’s no way in hell I’m wearing that."His eyes gleamed, his amusement only deepening. "I wasn’t asking."I scoffed, shaking my head as I turned away. "Yeah, okay, Brandon. Whatever."I barely made it two steps before his arm snaked around my waist, pulling me back against him.A sharp gasp left my lips, my body tensing as his fingers slipped beneath the hem of my dress."Brandon—"He ignored me.His other hand was already working the vibrator into place, the cool sensation making me jolt. But that wasn’t what made my breath hitch, it was the way his fingers brushed against me in the process, slow, deliberate,
Last Updated : 2025-04-16HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 84: Brandon’s Good Girl
Ivy's POVI barely had time to process what was happening before Brandon pushed my panties aside, and eased in. His hands gripped my hips, hot and unrelenting, his touch possessive in a way that made my skin tingle.A little whimper escaped me."You really thought you could take it off?" he murmured, his breath warm against my ear, his voice thick with amusement. "That was cute."His words sent a shiver down my spine as he pulled back and thrust into me, hard and deep, without warning. I gasped, my nails digging into his shoulders as he began to move, his hips snapping against mine in a punishing rhythm.I wanted to push back, to argue, to tell him to get off of me, but it was already gone in the pleasure he was giving me. The vibrator had left me wet and needy, but this, this was raw, primal, and utterly relentless.My fingers clutched the sheets, my breath hitching, and every muscle in my body tightening as I fought to keep the moans that escaped me locked behind my lips."Keep it d
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HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 122: To Get My Wife
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HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 121: She's Dead
Amari's POVI panted softly, trying to catch my breath as Brandon rolled off me, his arm flopping down beside mine on the bed. The sheets were tangled around our legs, sticking to our damp skin. This was the first time after the last time we had sex, but all I felt was a strange, hollow feeling amidst the pleasure.It felt like I wasn’t fully there. Like I was watching myself from somewhere outside of my body, detached and floating. The whole thing had felt so distant, as if my body was going through the motions without my heart being anywhere in it.Still, I clung to the tiny thread of hope inside me.It didn’t matter how it felt. What mattered was that it happened. After all these years of chasing him, begging for scraps of his attention, humiliating myself again and again just to get a fraction of what he used to give her, this meant something more now.He was finally starting to see me.Brandon’s breathing was steady against the back of my neck, his arm thrown lazily over my wais
HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 120: Failed
Amari's POVArlena kept begging.Her voice was raw from too many screams, too many desperate cries. She clawed at the filthy floor with shaking hands, her tears leaving streaks across her hollow cheeks.“Please,” she sobbed, her whole body trembling, “please. Not them. Please, not them.”She sounded broken. Shattered into pieces so small she couldn’t even gather herself anymore.But my father stood there, unmoved. His arms folded neatly across his chest. His face didn’t so much as twitch at her cries.“Do it,” he said again, his voice sharp enough to cut through steel. “Now.”There was no emotion in it. Just a cold, demanding order.Arlena shook so hard I thought she might collapse again. But somehow, she forced herself to move. She wiped the back of her shaking hand across her face, smearing dirt and tears across her skin, and pushed herself up onto her knees.Her mouth opened, and a low, broken chant spilled out.The very air around us shifted. The walls seemed to pulse in rhythm wi
HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 119: Hope
Amari's POVI wasn’t even sure when things started to change between us. It had been slow and gradual. But it was there now, clear as day. He treated me differently. He spoke to me not because he had to, but because he wanted to. He listened, and I mean really listened. He laughed when I told a joke and even remembered little things I said, things I didn’t think he cared about. And it was all starting to make me feel something I didn’t expect.Hope.I stood by the window, arms folded lightly over my chest, eyes fixed on Brandon down in the courtyard. He was practicing archery again. His stance was solid and his movements were smooth.Every arrow he shot sliced through the air and each one landed dead center which made him look ten times more attractive than he already was.I think I was starting to get lucky.“Are you falling in love with him now?”I turned sharply at the voice, and all the warmth drained out of me in an instant.My father stood in the doorway. Arms crossed, jaw tig
HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 118: Changes
Amari's POVDays passed, and little by little, I started to notice a change in Brandon. It wasn’t anything dramatic or obvious, not at first. But it was there, subtle, and almost easy to miss if you weren’t looking closely. But I was. I always was.I saw it in how he started being with Bella.It used to be that he barely acknowledged her, only offering her the occasional distracted nod or completely ignored her. But now? He actually paid attention. He went out into the garden with her in the mornings, letting her chatter endlessly about the bugs she’d found or how high she could jump. He started teaching her archery. At first, he just showed her how to hold the bow properly, but then I saw him actually crouch beside her, correcting her stance gently, patiently.Bella adored him. She always had, but now it was like she was getting the version of him she’d always deserved. And he was trying. For her. For once, it looked like he was actually trying to be a father.Even at dinner, he di
HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 117: Obsessed with Brandon
Amari's POVI screamed.It came from somewhere deep and full of everything I’d been holding in for far too long. I didn’t even think before I grabbed the vase and hurled it across the room. It hit the wall with a hard, cracking sound, exploding into pieces that rained down like glass rain, sharp and glittering.I didn’t stop there.The table next to me, decorated just this morning with fresh flowers, went flying too. I kicked it hard, sending it crashing to the floor, the wood cracking with a split that echoed around the room.The lamp followed, my hand curling around the base before I smashed it down onto the floor with enough force to make it shatter.Then the photo frame.That one made me pause for a split second, just long enough to see the smiling faces frozen behind the glass. Me, Brandon and Bella. I didn’t care. I threw it with even more force than the others. It hit the wall and shattered, glass and photo separating mid-air, falling in different directions.Six years.Six f
HER LYCAN STEPBROTHER’S OBSESSION 116: A puppet Alpha King
Amari's POVThe grand dining hall shimmered under the soft, golden glow of the chandeliers. The light bounced gently off polished surfaces, crystal glasses, silver cutlery, and the golden designs along the edges of the table.The scent of roasted meat, herbs, and wine filled the air, settling over everything like a blanket meant to comfort and impress.I sat next to Brandon who was seated at head of the table, dressed in midnight-blue silk. My hair was pinned up, and I wore the same polite, polished smile I’d been holding since the first Alpha arrived.Beside me, Brandon looked composed enough. His suit was neat, though his tie had taken some convincing earlier. His expression was blank, his eyes dull, but he was sitting upright, eating slowly. I considered that a win.My father sat at the other side of Brandon, directly in front of me, like he always did, confident and regal.Seated with us were three visiting Alphas from smaller packs. They looked a bit overwhelmed by the size of th
