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IS THAT WHO I THINK IT IS?
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2026-01-23 00:08:25
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MY TABOO STEP DADDY HIS BROKEN HIM
[CARLTON'S POV]I'm still tasting him.Salt and musk and something darker. Something that feels like falling and flying at the same time.My knees ache from the van floor. My jaw hurts. My throat is raw.I don't care.I stumble out after Tristan, night air hitting my face like a slap. It’s the kind of cold that seeps under your skin and settles in your bones. The warehouse district smells like rust and decay and old nightmares.Shadows crawl across iron beams and broken windows. Cobwebs thick as curtains stretch between support columns. Something skitters in the dark; mice maybe, or rats, or worse.I used to be scared of places like this when I was a kid. Mom would tuck me in, tell me stories about the Grim Reaper hiding in shadows, waiting for bad children.Guess I was right to be scared.The reaper found me anyway. Married me. Fucked me in a van.Damon falls into step beside me, smirking. "You're really a whore, aren't you?"I watch Tristan ahead of us, the way he rolls his shoulder
MY TABOO STEP DADDY I DIDN'T SAY SUCK MY DICK.
[TRISTAN'S POV]9:30 PM. En route to the warehouse district.The tour van reeks of leather, whiskey, and bad decisions.I take another drag from my cigarette, watching the smoke curl toward the tinted ceiling. The interior is all black leather and chrome—opulent in that "fuck you" kind of way. A fully stocked bar runs along one side, bottles clinking softly as we hit potholes. Recessed lighting casts everything in amber and shadow. It's the kind of vehicle rock stars and drug dealers favor. Tonight, it's ferrying a psychopath, his obsession, and the collateral damage we call family.Carlton sits by the window, hands pressed between the curtains like a child watching for rain. The glass is bulletproof, reinforced, state-of-the-art. Doesn't stop my heart from trying to punch through my ribs every time he leans too close to it.I told him to stay home, locked in our empire where I could bury him in silk sheets and forget the world exists.The little suka looked me dead in the eye and sai
MY TABOO STEP DADDY BUNNY PLEASE, LET ME CUM.
[CARLTON’S POV]Something flickers in his eyes. Surprise. Then hunger."You're insane.""So are you."He sets the bottle down, making sure I track every movement. "You want more?""I want everything."His cock twitches, still half-hard. I slide off the table, my legs shaking, more cum dripping down my thighs.I walk to him."My turn," I say.Before he can respond, I shove him back. He stumbles back, hitting the wall. "Carlton—"I drop to my knees and take his cock in my mouth.He tastes like me. Like us. Salt and musk and something darker.I hollow my cheek and suck using my lips to handle his balls up to that ‘V’ on the under of his crown. I lick him from root to tip, applying both hands and a scrape of teeth, not enough to hurt but enough to make him shudder. Mad-Bishop is sputtering Russian now. My saliva and his precum washes down his girth. His piercing adds extra spice. When I kiss his engorged cockhead. Not soft kiss. A french kiss where my mouth and his cock fights for dom
MY TABOO STEP DADDY I'M NOT DONE.
[CARLTON'S POV]He's on me before I can breathe.Tristan's mouth crashes into mine. Not a kiss. A claiming. His teeth sink into my bottom lip, splitting skin, drawing blood. I taste copper and whiskey and something wild, something feral that makes my spine arch off the table.His hands are everywhere. Ripping my hoodie over my head. Yanking my sweatpants down my thighs. Rough. Brutal. Like he's trying to peel me out of my skin."Tristan," I gasp. "Wait—""No."One word, final.His mouth moves to my neck. Bites. Hard enough to bruise. Hard enough to mark.I'm his.I've always been his.My hands scrabble at his back. Nails digging into muscle. Scarred flesh beneath my fingertips. The ridges of old wounds. New ones.He hisses and I know I've torn stitches open."You stood up for me," he rasps against my throat. "In front of everyone. You defended me.""Tristan—""That was the sexiest fucking thing I've ever seen."His hand wraps around my throat, and squeezes. Not hard enough to hurt. Ju
MY TABOO STEP DADDY FUCK YOU, RIGHT NOW!
[TRISTAN'S POV] Yosef points at Carlton. "For a fucking bussy?" Yosef spits. "For a boy who's done nothing but destroy everything you've worked for? You've killed men for him! Good men! Men who've bled for this Brotherhood!"The room explodes. Soldiers stand. Shout. Some agree with Yosef. Some defend me.Amanda steps forward. Her voice cuts through the chaos."If anyone should be punished, it's Delinda!" she screams at me. "Not Lydia! Delinda is the one who destroyed us! And you—" She points at me. "You're the reason we're all falling apart!"Carlton flinches.I step forward."Enough," I say.No one listens.Yosef isn't done. "Since he came here, everything's gone to hell! You've lost your mind, Tristan! You've put his ass over empire! You've—"I move.In two strides, I'm in front of Yosef. My hand wraps around his throat.He chokes, his good eye bulging."Say one more word," I whisper, "and I'll finish what I started."Yosef's lips move. He's trying to speak. Trying to defy me. But
MY TABOO STEP DADDY For what? For him?
[TRISTAN'S POV] Carlton's face flushes. Red creeps up his neck, stains his cheeks.Damon opens his mouth. "Pakhan, I—""Shut the fuck up, Damon," I say without looking at him.Damon's mouth clicks shut."No," Carlton’s voice is small. Shaky.God, he's beautiful when he's ashamed.My cock strains against my slacks. I pat my thigh twice. "Come here."Carlton's eyes widen. He glances at Damon. At the room full of men watching him. At me.He doesn't move.I sit forward, let the cigar fall from my lips. It hits the floor, smolders.My gaze locks on his.This is the look I gave him last night. In the bathroom. Right before I folded him over the sink and fucked him until he couldn't remember his own name.He knows what it means."Any problem?" I ask.My hand drops to my lap. I adjust my cock through my slacks, slow and deliberate. Let him see how hard I am. How much I want him.Carlton swallows. Then Stands.Good boy.He crosses the room. Every step is hesitant. His bare feet make no sound
MY TABOO STEP DADDY SHOW DADDY SOME LOVE.
(TRISTAN’S POV) “Daddy!” “Shut up!” I shun Amanda. “You said, ‘Have some fun time, didn’t you? Did they know whose daughter you are?” The guys might combust into flames. Pale, shivering, drenched in sweat. Not gonna save you. “Fucking talk.” Amanda shoves me away. “What is wrong with you?
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(AUTHOR’S POV)(DELINDA’S HEAD)Heels click against marble tiles. Delinda’s head whips toward the sound, chains rattling as she presses herself against the far wall. Who can it be? Mad-Bishop? Carlton, who abandoned her for days? Who? Delinda’s heart spasms. Can it be an executioner? Perhaps Tri
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(TRISTAN’S POV) MINE. Grinding my molars, I propel to my feet. Pain, rage, and all the vile emotions churn inside me. I lunged for Kendrick before stopping on the spot. A loud yelp, followed by Russian profanities. Kendrick staggers back inside. Yosef limps in, blood dribbling down his templ
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(YOSEF’S POV) Concealed by thickets of trees, I watch TanBear scramble back to his wing. So I duck backwards, body glued to the tree, eyeing Carlton. I scouted the area and kept the men at bay. Nobody in sight. Only us. The coarse bark of the tree scales my palm sore. Last night, I came to r
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