LOGIN“Make me yours, brother,” he whispered, his voice a soft caress, doing so many things to my sanity. I closed my eyes, clenched them so tight, just like my fists. I shouldn't be doing this, shouldn't be on the bed with my stepbrother. It wasn't right. I need to leave. However, when I felt his cool lips touch my right cheek, and the strong pheromones wafting out of him, I snapped my eyes open, the orbs wide when I realized something. “Are you in your freaking heat period??” He peered at me, eyes still hooded, and lips pulled up in a small smile as he whispered, "Help me.” And how the fuck was I supposed to ignore that?? ..... Jay and Matt had always been close, but Matt's discovery of his feelings for Jay changed everything. After finding out he was an omega, Matt sees it as an opportunity to pursue his stepbrother, despite the taboo nature of their relationship. With the help of his best friend, Matt is determined to win Jay's heart, even if it means risking their bond and facing potential backlash.
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JAYI shouldn't lust over him. It was taboo and frowned upon by society. I would disgust any who heard it, but I couldn't stop it. If he were a woman, it would have eased everything, made the feeling bearable, but no. He had to be a fucking boy, one who always sent my blood into overdrive each time I think of him, on his knees, swallowing my dick.
However, his gender didn't matter, it was our relationship. He was my fucking baby brother, one who became my family when he was just a kid. I couldn't do this to him, even though I wanted to, now that he had gone through his differentiation. We had always believed he would be an alpha since he fucking came from a family of alphas, but he turned out to be an omega, and I was still getting used to his new identity. Something that was taking all my willpower not to mark him and make him mine forever.
Letting out a curse, I slid my dick into the willing hole of the whore I picked up because of how much he looked like him, the boy I wasn't supposed to think about. Though his omega scent was irritating to the nose, I could only settle for less since I couldn't get the one I love.
I wrapped my fist around his blonde hair and tugged hard, causing the young man to gasp. His hole clenched around my dick as I increased my pace, tightening my hold.
"More,” he begged, his arse cheeks bouncing with each thrust. “Fuck! I need more!” He tried to turn, but I held his hair tighter.
It would be over if he looked at me. Imagining him as my stepbrother made me hard. My dick would soften the minute I look into his eyes and realize he wasn't my step-brother.
That was why I fucked them doggy style. This way, I wouldn't have to look at their face and into their eyes.
“Fuck!” He screamed when I hit the spot, thrashing under me from both the pain of his scalp hurting from my tight grip, and the pleasure from having his prostate stroked.
With one hand holding his hair in place, I slapped his juicy arse cheeks with my right hand. He moaned louder, trying to match my pace.
“You —”
The ringing of my phone cut my words off. My gaze whipped over to it, and the lusty haze I was in, cleared.
I pushed him away from me and hurried over to my discarded trousers. I know that ringing tone. It was the one I saved his name with. My hands shook as I answered the call, gesturing for the whore to shut the fuck up when he started protesting.
“Baby?”
“Brother, where are you?”
Fucking a whore out, and imagining you were the one.
“I… Something held me up. Is everything okay?”
“I miss you, brother. Dad just left and… Can you come over, please? I don't want to stay here alone,” he begged, using that voice I could never say no to.
Wait, what was I even talking about? Even without him using that tone, I would always run to him, wagging my tail like a dog any time he called.
“I will be there in a few minutes. Wait for me okay?”
“I will.”
I disconnected and dropped my phone on the table before I hurriedly put on my slacks.
“What's going on?” The young man I was just fucking sat up on the bed, glaring. “Where are you going? We just started —”
“Here.” I threw a wad of cash at him. “That's your pay for the night.” I zipped and buttoned my jeans before I reached for my polo.
“You know that's not what I want, right? I just want to —”
“Finish yourself with your fingers. They are there for a reason.” I picked up my phone and car keys from the table and made for the door, narrowly avoiding the pillow he threw at me.
“Bastard! Where the hell do you think you are going?!”
Those words caused me to pause in my steps and I turned to look at him.
“Who the hell did you call a bastard?” I growled, drawing a step towards the bed, my wolf rising and my pheromones wafting out.
He gasped, eyes watering as he reached for his throat, face ashen white. “Please stop!" He begged, falling back on the bed.
The second he fell back, panting from the dose of pheromones I let out, I turned, taking long strides out of the back room, and heading straight to my car. All I had in mind then, as I got into the vehicle, was to go to my baby boy. He was all that mattered to me.
EPILOGUE “Ocean!” I heard a squeal, then feet scurrying upstairs. “Blue!”Giggles this time, then a whisper. “What are you guys doing?” I screamed, but got no response. What I heard was more hurrying feet, then a gasp, before they chuckled. I rubbed my palm on my forehead, feeling a slight headache crawling up. "Come on, babies. It's bath time,” I called out to the little devils. “Come on. Don't you want to eat? Dad made pizza,” I tried to coax them, but that didn't work. “Then there's chocolate cake,” I tried again, just to get them to show up. More giggles accompanied their little feet. I tried to listen, so I could determine their location, but it was difficult, with the pounding headache.“Ocean —”“Don't worry, I'll get them,” Jay said, removing his apron. He passed it to me and smiled. "I'll handle their bath time,” he said, getting on his knees so he could kiss my stomach. “You need to rest before the little ones drive you crazy.”I let out a sigh. “I wonder how it would
MATTWe stayed in that position for what seemed like a lifetime. Jay had finally softened enough to slip out of me, leaving me deliciously sore and still leaking him onto the sheets. Neither of us had moved to clean up. We didn’t want to. The air smelled like sex and salt and us, and I wanted to stay wrapped in it forever.The moon washed over us. We were tangled under the milky rays dancing on our skins from the open windows.I was curled against his chest with one leg thrown over his hip, pressing my cheek to the steady thump of his heart. His fingers traced idle patterns along my spine. Every few minutes he’d dip his head to brush a kiss against my temple, my forehead, and the corner of my eye.I tilted my face up, seeking his mouth again. He met me halfway. This kiss was nothing like the frantic ones from earlier. There was no teeth or desperation. It was just the slow slides of tongue, gentle suction, and the kind of kissing that felt like breathing the same air. I tasted mysel
MATTThe door to the suite clicked shut behind us with a soft, final sound, sealing the world outside. My heart was still racing from the ceremony, from the cheers, and from the excitement of what I knew what about to happen.Jay didn’t give me time to think.His mouth crashed into mine the second he turned from the door. It was almost like he’d been holding back the entire celebration. I tasted champagne and the faint salt of the ocean breeze still clinging to his skin. My fingers immediately knotted in his hair, pulling him closer until there was no space left between our bodies.“Fuck, Matt,” he growled against my lips, voice already wrecked. “All day. All goddamn day I’ve wanted to do this.”I bit his lower lip in answer, just sharp enough to make him hiss. “Then do it.”He shoved me back against the nearest wall—not very gently. My shoulders hit the cool plaster and I gasped into his mouth. His hands were everywhere: sliding under my half-unbuttoned shirt, against my ribs, and b
JAYEvening settles differently when you have just been married.The estate glowed gold beneath strings of hanging lights as the ocean reflected the last bruised streaks of sunset. Someone was singing loudly and off-key already. Laughter rose in bursts. Glass clinked against glass.And in the middle of it all, Matt was in my arms.His cream suit caught the lantern light. My husband...The word had weight. It sat in my chest like something carved in stone.His hands slid up my shoulders as we swayed with everyone else on the stone terrace that had been turned into a dance floor. He smelled like citrus and warmth and something that was just him. I leaned down and kissed him softly, not caring who saw.He smiled against my mouth. “You’re staring again.”“I’m married,” I murmured. “I’m allowed.”He huffed a quiet laugh, his cheeks flushing faintly, and then someone clapped near us.“Switch!”Debra. Of course.Before Matt could protest, she slipped between us, spinning him away with dramat
I knocked on the door for the tenth time and got no response. By the eleventh time, I knew what was going on even before he said, “Go to bed. Let's talk tomorrow. I'm tired, and I still need to read for my exams.”Tired???You would think I was a beast who's always after sex with him. 'Aren't you
It was only when I got to the car that I realized something. I'd overlooked it because of his almost trip down the stairs. Then the kiss. “Why are we wearing identical outfits?” I asked, putting on the seatbelt. It seemed he just realized that because he looked at my clothes, blinked, and stared a
MATTWith the way, my heart was thumping loudly in my chest, you would have thought the organ would leap out of it. Dressing took longer than I assumed it would because I wasn't satisfied with the choices I had made in my head.Once I put them on, I realized the clothes felt off. It was either that
We strolled hand in hand through the park, the warm sun casting a gentle glow over the lush green grass and vibrant flowers. The air was filled with the fresh scent of blooming trees and the sound of birds chirping their beautiful melodies.Children ran with their parents, making their beautiful no
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