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TARGET 7
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2026-06-19 23:23:15
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MY TABOO STEP DADDY TARGET 7
[CARLTON’S POV] The bathroom door shuts with a soft click, and Tristan is on me like a predator that's finally caught its prey. His mouth finds mine, and the kiss is nothing like the reverent thing he did at the table. This is hunger. This is desperation. This is a man who's just gotten what he needs and is now intent on reminding every cell in my body that I belong to him. Our clothes come off in a tangle of fabric and fumbling hands. I pull his shirt off his shoulders, and he doesn't bother with the careful seduction of foreplay. Instead, he just tugs his pants and boxers down, freeing his cock, and the sight of it makes my breath catch: thick and pierced with eight Prince Albert rings, the cap flushed and swollen from earlier, the shaft scarred and absolutely massive. He hoists me onto the marble counter, and I barely have time to register the cool stone against my ass before he's pushing inside. "Fuck!" The scream tears from my throat before I can stop it, because even
MY TABOO STEP DADDY I LOVE YOU TOO
[CARLTON’S POV]The bathroom door shuts with a soft click, and Tristan is on me like a predator that's finally caught its prey.His mouth finds mine, and the kiss is nothing like the reverent thing he did at the table. This is hunger. This is desperation. This is a man who's just gotten what he needs and is now intent on reminding every cell in my body that I belong to him.Our clothes come off in a tangle of fabric and fumbling hands. I pull his shirt off his shoulders, and he doesn't bother with the careful seduction of foreplay. Instead, he just tugs his pants and boxers down, freeing his cock, and the sight of it makes my breath catch: thick and pierced with eight Prince Albert rings, the cap flushed and swollen from earlier, the shaft scarred and absolutely massive.He hoists me onto the marble counter, and I barely have time to register the cool stone against my ass before he's pushing inside."Fuck!" The scream tears from my throat before I can stop it, because even knowing
MY TABOO STEP DADDY TARGET 7
[TRISTAN’S POV]The whiskey burns going down, and that's the point.I pour another glass, and the amber liquid catches the light from the lamp like liquid fire. My hands are shaking—not from fear, but from the effort it takes to not go downstairs and finish what I started the moment I saw Declan spinning his sister like she weighed nothing. Like she mattered. Like the world wasn't fundamentally broken and cruel and designed to crush the things you love beneath its heel.Camilla should have had that.The thought hits me like a bullet, and I drain the glass in one long pull. My ribs scream where the stitches are still fresh and bloody, but the pain is nothing compared to the ache in my chest that's been there since the moment they pulled her body from the sea.Twenty-four years.It's been twenty-four years, and the rage hasn't dulled one fucking bit. If anything, watching Declan hold his sister has made it sharper, more focused, more impossible to ignore. He got her back. He got to sp
MY TABOO STEP DADDY HIS TYGER
[CARLTON’S POV]My ass is on fire—literally burning from the force of that slap—but my cock is harder than it has any right to be after the absolute wrecking Tristan just gave me. I'm sitting here in this bed, my entire body aching in ways that feel like advertisements for what we just did, and all I can think about is how much I want to grab his dick and see if I can make him lose control again.But I know better.Tristan doesn't do gentle second rounds. If I pull that tiger's tail, he's going to fuck me until I can't walk, and while that's not exactly a punishment I'm opposed to, I need to recover first. My hole is sore, my thighs are shaking, and I'm pretty sure I've got come leaking down the back of my legs.So I stay still and watch him leave, and I watch the moment he thinks I'm not looking anymore—the moment where the smile drops and the rage comes back.I was awake before he even noticed.I saw him sitting at the bar, drinking whiskey like it was water, talking to himself in
MY TABOO STEP DADDY HUNTER
[DECLAN’S POV]Tristan has left us to ‘Catch up’ I turn back, and everything still feels surreal. Like a dream.The moment I see her again, the world stops.She's standing in the shadows of the secret room, and my brain doesn't quite process what my eyes are telling me. Selene. My sister. The one I buried. The one I've been carrying in my chest like a second heartbeat for so long that I'd forgotten what it felt like to breathe without her absence crushing my lungs."Dec," she says, and her voice is exactly how I remember it—soft with that particular lilt that comes from our mother's side of the family, warm in a way that made you believe in good things even when the world was burning.I freeze. My entire body goes rigid, and then I'm moving. There's no thought involved, no rational decision-making process. Just the primal need to confirm that she's real, that I'm not having some stress-induced hallucination brought on by grief and exhaustion and the kind of trauma that doesn't hav
MY TABOO STEP DADDY FOUND FAMILY
[DECLAN’S POV]Tristan has left us to ‘Catch up’ I turn back, and everything still feels surreal. Like a dream.The moment I see her again, the world stops.She's standing in the shadows of the secret room, and my brain doesn't quite process what my eyes are telling me. Selene. My sister. The one I buried. The one I've been carrying in my chest like a second heartbeat for so long that I'd forgotten what it felt like to breathe without her absence crushing my lungs."Dec," she says, and her voice is exactly how I remember it—soft with that particular lilt that comes from our mother's side of the family, warm in a way that made you believe in good things even when the world was burning.I freeze. My entire body goes rigid, and then I'm moving. There's no thought involved, no rational decision-making process. Just the primal need to confirm that she's real, that I'm not having some stress-induced hallucination brought on by grief and exhaustion and the kind of trauma that doesn't hav
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