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55: Zade and Venita

Author: Gold Writes
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-29 21:11:50

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I was spiraling. Hard.

Not because I felt guilty. That would’ve been easy.

Guilt is neat. Predictable. You know where to file it, how to carry it. Guilt has structure, rules. It means you did something wrong and you know it.

But what I felt wasn’t that.

It was worse.

Because I didn’t feel guilty at all.

I’d had sex with Stephan. My stepbrother. My other stepbrother.

Which made two of them now. Two brothers. Two sins. And not even a whisper of regret echoing through my chest.

Just… obsession.

Heat.

Chaos.

I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

Not just what happened that night, his voice in my ear, the way he’d held me up and fucked me like he’d been waiting years… but everything that came after.

The ache and stretch of him, still inside him. The memory of his come leaking down my thighs when he had to pull out after Venita’s call. The bruise-like soreness that bloomed deep inside me.

It was sick.

I was sick.

Because while standing here, thoughts racing, heart pounding, thighs clen
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  • MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS   62: The Stolen Panties

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  • MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS   61: Emotional Support Cock

    ZADEI shouldn’t be doing this.My hands gripped the steering wheel tighter as I turned onto her street, the city blurring past like my better judgment.One text. That’s all it took.No apology for how things went down the other day, no explanation, just a soft little “Come over?” followed by a red heart.And like clockwork, I was back under her thumb.The worst part?I knew exactly what I was doing.My phone buzzed again in the cup holder.VenitaDoor’s unlocked.Of course it was. It always wasI parked outside her luxury apartment building, my stomach tightening as I shut off the engine. I sat there for a second, just breathing. Trying to remember who I was before her. Before she blurred the lines between comfort and control.Before I became this.The elevator ride up felt too short. My reflection in the mirrored walls looked like a man I didn’t want to be, jaw clenched, eyes dark, desire and self-hate tangled in a hopeless knot.The door opened as soon as I stepped into the hallw

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  • MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS   59: Clean Yourself Up

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  • MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS   58: He Got Me Fired

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