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作者: Gold Writes
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BROOKS

Then just as the last word left his lips, his hands wrapped firmly around my throat, and he shoved me into the wall.

Not hard. Not violent. But enough to make me gasp.

Enough to make my heart stumble in my chest and my lungs forget how to work.

And then his mouth was on mine again.

But this time?

It wasn’t soft.

It was heat. Hunger. Tongue and teeth and no space to think.

I couldn’t keep up.

My hands clawed at his shoulders, needing something to hold on to, some kind of anchor as his tongue swept into my mouth again, devouring me whole.

And I let him.

Because something about the softness he showed me earlier, the Heath who cooked in an apron and made me Italian dinner, had me so fucking horny.

And I knew, deep in my bones, that only this version of him, this dark, brutal, possessive one that killed someone for me, could quench it.

I moaned into his mouth just as he shoved his knee between my legs.

Right under my dress.

Right against my soaked, throbbing core.

I choked on a gas
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  • MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS   73: A Marriage Proposal

    BROOKSI was curled up in bed, legs tangled in a throw blanket, working on something on my laptop when I heard low, muffled voices. At first, I ignored it. Probably Mom in one of her weird polite conversations with the Alpha. But then I heard Zade’s voice and my spine straightened. A second voice followed… cool, velvety, laced with mischief even without a smile.Heath.I sat up fully now, blinking. And then it hit me. If Zade and Heath were here… then Stephan was too.Fucking hell.I stared at my door like it was daring me to move.Don’t go down there, I told myself. Just stay here. Pretend you didn’t hear a thing. But I was curious because it’s been a while since they have all been to the mansion. Individually, yes… but never at the same time. So I headed down the stairs. The closer I got, the louder the voices became, familiar, my mum laughing a lot, casual conversations going on. My curiosity heightened and I got downstairs.And there they were.Zade leaning lazily against a

  • MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS   72: Like You Had Your Guts Rearranged

    BROOKS"Why’re you walking like that?”I paused mid-stride, glancing down at my legs in question. Betty squinted at me from behind her file, one beautifully drawn brow cocked high“Like what?” I asked, my voice barely masking the jolt of panic creeping up my spine.She tilted her head, eyes narrowing. “Like someone rearranged your insides.”Oh fuck.I haven’t walked right since my night with Heath. Days had passed… four, maybe five? but I was still deliciously sore.Heath kept his promise.Fucked me from night till dawn till was incoherent, boneless, and filled to the brim with his cum and passed out on his chest like a used-up doll.And apparently, still walking like it.I cleared my throat, plastering on my best innocent smile. “Uh… gym. Intense leg day.” I lied.Betty stopped in her tracks, narrowed her eyes at me, clearly not buying it, but also not pressing. Instead, she hummed, a teasing smirk playing on her lips. “If ‘leg day’ means you get to walk like that,” she flicked h

  • MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS   71

    BROOKSThen just as the last word left his lips, his hands wrapped firmly around my throat, and he shoved me into the wall.Not hard. Not violent. But enough to make me gasp.Enough to make my heart stumble in my chest and my lungs forget how to work.And then his mouth was on mine again.But this time?It wasn’t soft. It was heat. Hunger. Tongue and teeth and no space to think.I couldn’t keep up.My hands clawed at his shoulders, needing something to hold on to, some kind of anchor as his tongue swept into my mouth again, devouring me whole.And I let him.Because something about the softness he showed me earlier, the Heath who cooked in an apron and made me Italian dinner, had me so fucking horny.And I knew, deep in my bones, that only this version of him, this dark, brutal, possessive one that killed someone for me, could quench it.I moaned into his mouth just as he shoved his knee between my legs.Right under my dress.Right against my soaked, throbbing core.I choked on a gas

  • MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS   70: I Handled It

    BROOKSThe fuck?I stared at him, eyes wide, chest caving in on itself. My mouth opened, but no words came, fingers digging into the couch cushion.Heath sipped his wine again, the red glinting like blood against his lips. He watched me through the rim of the glass, patient, unreadable.No. No, no, no, no.Maybe I heard wrong. Maybe it was a joke. A dark, twisted joke.“Heath…” My voice cracked, barely audible. “What did you just say?”He lowered the glass, rolled his eyes like I was being dramatic.“You heard me.”My heart skipped a beat. Or two. Or maybe it just stopped.He let out a breath, casual, like he was already bored of the conversation. “You can stop with the wheels turning in your head, Brooks,” he said with a breeze. “You’re not crazy. Yes, I killed Chia and yes, I framed Aaron for it.”There was no dramatic pause. No remorse. No shift in tone.Just yes, I killed Chia and yes, I framed Aaron for it like it was a goddamn grocery list.I blinked at him, mouth slack. I coul

  • MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS   69: Let's Hang Out

    BROOKSHeath: Come over. Let’s hang out.Hang out?That was not part of Heath Romano’s vocabulary. The man didn’t hang out. He conquered, consumed, commanded. So naturally, I interpreted it the only way it could’ve been meant… from Heath.Sex.Hard, twisted, punishing sex.Which explained why I was now standing in front of his penthouse, heart thudding, breath catching, and a steady throb building low in my stomach. The anticipation crawled up my spine like static, feeding every dark thought I’d buried since the last time I was here, grinding on his toe.I pressed the doorbell.A few seconds later, it swung open. And there he was.Heath Romano.Smirk playing on his lips like he’d been expecting me to fall right into his palm.But it wasn’t the smirk that caught me off guard.It was the apron.He was shirtless, but wearing a plain black apron tied around his waist, covering just enough to leave everything else dangerously to the imagination.He leaned on the doorframe, arms crossed, b

  • MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS   68: Jealous Side Piece

    CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHTZADEI woke up to pain.Not the sharp, bleeding kind. No, this one was dull, loud, and knocking hard against the inside of my skull like a pissed-off drummer.“Fuck,” I groaned, dragging a hand down my face.Everything was blurry at first, light filtering in too aggressively through the blinds, the sheets tangled around my waist, my mouth dry like I swallowed chalk. I reached for the glass of water I wished was on the nightstand and paused.There was something there.A cup. Steam curling lazily from the surface.“Careful. It’s hot.”My head snapped in the direction of the voice, and there she was. Brooks. Sitting on the armchair across the room, legs crossed, hair tousled like she hadn’t slept much either. A tiny smirk played on her lips.“You look like hell,” she added, rising to her feet and walking toward me.“Thanks,” I croaked, voice thick. “Feel like it too.”“That’s what you get for drinking so much,” she teased, arms folding across her chest.I squinted

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