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Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers What Next ?
RheaI looked at him across the table. At his open, honest face and the way he was holding himself very still the way people do when they’re preparing for something to land. I thought about what it would mean to say it out loud, to actually form the words in a sentence directed at another human being who wasn’t Jackson or Brandon. I thought about the promise I had extracted from him without quite meaning to, the way he had said I just want you, the way he had always meant every word he said.“I need to know something first,” I said.“Okay.”“If I tell you something, something real, something I haven’t told anyone outside of it, I need to know it stays here. Not because I’m asking you to protect me, but because I need to trust that you can hear it and still look at me like a person when I’m done.”Nick held my gaze without flinching. “Rhea. It’s me. When have I ever not?”He was right. He had never once. And that was exactly why I had chosen this coffee shop and this afternoon an
Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers Spilling Tea
RheaNick’s message came through just as I was turning the corner onto Bellview Street.Nick: Already here. Got us a table by the window. See you soon, mi amore.I stared at the last two words longer than I should have and then put my phone in my pocket and kept walking. The afternoon was gray and cool, the kind of day that couldn’t decide what it wanted to be, and I pulled my jacket tighter around myself and told myself I was just cold.The coffee shop was called Grounded, which felt like either a comfort or a bad joke depending on how you looked at it. It was the kind of place that smelled like roasted beans and warm wood and had handwritten menus on chalkboards above the counter. Nick had taken me here three weeks ago when things between us were still in that fragile, tentative place where neither of us was saying what we actually meant. I had thought it was charming then. Now the familiarity of it sat uncomfortably in my chest.I saw him before he saw me.He was sitting by t
Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers One Brutal Moment
RheaThe pressure built so fast it terrified me, coiling tight in my belly and then snapping like a live wire. I came hard. A broken cry ripped out of my throat as my whole body seized. Wet heat gushed between us and splashed onto the locker room floor in messy bursts, soaking the bunched fabric of Brandon’s joggers around his knees. The slick sound of it and the sudden flood made my face burn even as pleasure kept crashing through me in waves.Brandon grunted low in satisfaction, his hips stuttering for a second like he couldn’t help it. “That’s right,” he rasped against my ear, his voice thick with dark pride. “I like it when you do that for me.”He didn’t slow down. He didn’t give me a second to breathe.If anything, he fucked me harder, almost as if every brutal thrust was punishment for something neither of us could name. My arms gave out first. I collapsed forward onto my elbows with my cheek pressed to the cold metal floor, my ass still high because he wouldn’t let me drop. He j
Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers Rage Fuck #2
BrandonThe locker room door clicked shut behind her. The muffled echoes of the gym felt a million miles away. Rhea stood there, eyes wide, taking in the blood on my knuckles and the way my chest still heaved like I’d run a marathon instead of beating a guy half to death.I didn’t think. I just stood up, crossed the space between us in two strides, and pulled her into me. Hard. My arms locked around her like she was the only solid thing left in the world.She stiffened immediately, hands pushing at my chest. “Brandon—”“Please,” I rasped against her hair. The word came out broken and raw. “Just let me.”For a second she fought it, her palms flat against me, trying to create distance. Then something in her softened. Her hands slid up, curled into my shirt, and she let me hold her. Her breath hitched against my neck, warm and steadying, and slowly the tremor in my arms started to ease. She always knew how to pull me back from the edge, even when I didn't deserve it.I tilted her c
Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers Rage Fuck
Brandon’s POVJackson walked beside me, neither of us speaking. We hadn’t needed to discuss what we were going to do. When we found out what Anthony had done to Elowen, the decision made itself. I had never in my life wanted to destroy another person the way I did in that moment when I saw Elowen crying. Not because she was perfect, not because she didn’t drive me insane on a good day, but because she was mine to protect, and he had walked into that role with a plan. He had looked at my sister and seen a tool.I pushed through the double doors and the sounds of the gym swallowed us whole. The squeak of sneakers on hardwood, the rhythmic bounce of balls, casual laughter bouncing off the high ceiling. A few heads turned when we walked in.Anthony was near the far end of the court, in the middle of saying something to two of the other guys on the team. He saw us the moment we crossed half court.He lifted his chin and smiled. “Hey, Sterling.” He said it like a greeting between friends.
Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers Sweetly Ruined
RheaI stood in my bedroom wrapped in a towel, my hair still damp from the shower, staring at my phone screen.Nick: How’s your mom? Is she doing okay?I typed out a response, keeping it simple.Me: She’s okay now. Home and resting.His reply came almost immediately.Nick: I’m glad. I’ll come by the house this evening to see her.My fingers hovered over the keyboard, already forming a polite refusal, when another message appeared.Nick: And don’t say no because I’m coming regardless. Your mom has always been kind to me and I want to check on her.I stared at the message, my stomach twisting. Nick showing up here meant facing him. Meant having the conversation I had been avoiding. Meant officially ending something I should have ended weeks ago. Which I did only to get back together again. Before I could figure out how to respond, my bedroom door opened.I looked up sharply, expecting my mother or maybe Greg, but it was Jackson.He walked in without hesitation, closed the do
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