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Is This Still A Bet?

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-03-09 05:58:10

Jackson

The locker room was empty by the time I got out of the shower.

I could hear the team somewhere down the corridor, voices and laughter spilling out of wherever Owen had decided they were celebrating tonight, the particular noise of people who had won something and wanted everyone to know it.

I had told Owen I would catch up. I had been telling myself the same thing for twenty minutes while I sat on the bench in the quiet with a towel around my shoulders and my hair still damp and thou
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  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Raw Hunger

    RheaI knelt before them on the soft rug, looking up at both of my men with nothing but power thrumming through me. This was mine. These two powerful, beautiful men staring down at me with raw hunger and open love written across their faces. No more walls. No more distance. Just us and four years of choosing each other every single day.I wrapped my hands around both of their cocks, feeling them throb hot and heavy against my palms. Brandon was already leaking at the tip. I leaned in and dragged my tongue slowly up his length before swirling it around the swollen head, tasting the salty slickness there. He groaned deep in his chest, fingers sliding into my hair.I turned to Jackson next, taking him into my mouth in one smooth glide, sucking him deep while my hand continued stroking Brandon. I moved between them with deliberate slowness, savoring every thick inch, every twitch of their cocks on my tongue. My lips stretched wide around Jackson as I hollowed my cheeks and took him to

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Let’s Play

    RheaThe evening had settled into that particular gold that only happened at the beach house. Warm and slow and unhurried. The kind of light that made everything look like a memory even while it was still happening.We were on the patio, the three of us, the remnants of dinner still on the table and wine in our glasses and Zuri long since put to bed after declaring that tomorrow she wanted to build the biggest sandcastle anyone had ever seen.“So.” Brandon leaned back in his chair and looked between me and Jackson. “Tomorrow.”“Tomorrow,” Jackson confirmed.“Father Emmanuel.” I turned my wine glass slowly in my hands. “I keep going over what to say. How to say it. Whether to let you two do the talking or whether I should—”“We all talk,” Jackson said. “Equally. He needs to see all three of us as a unit.”“What if he says no.”“We’ve been through this,” Brandon said.“I know. But what if he does.”“Then we find another way.” Brandon reached across the table and covered my han

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    A Kiss On The Beach

    RheaThe beach was quiet in the late morning, that particular stillness before the heat peaked and everyone came out. I had found my spot on the sand, close enough to hear the waves, far enough from the house that nobody would interrupt me.Or so I thought.I stretched my legs out and adjusted my sunglasses and listened to the phone ring twice before Elora picked up.“Finally,” she said. “I was beginning to think you’d forgotten I existed.”“I’ve been busy.”“You’ve been engaged. There’s a difference.” Her voice was bright and warm and I could hear the sound of somewhere beautiful behind her. “Tell me everything. Start from the beginning. Leave nothing out.”“They did it in the garden,” I said. “Lanterns in the trees. Both of them on one knee at the same time.”Elora made a sound that was somewhere between a scream and a sob. “Stop it.”“Zuri was behind me clapping.”“I cannot.” She was laughing now. “I genuinely cannot. That is the most ‘them’ thing I have ever heard. How d

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Wedding Plan

    RheaI had been pacing for twenty minutes.Zuri was sitting on the living room floor watching me with the focused attention she usually reserved for her cartoons, her chin in her hands, tracking me back and forth across the rug like I was the most interesting thing happening in the room.“Mummy,” she said finally. “Why do you keep walking?”“I’m thinking.”“You think with your feet?”Brandon looked up from the sofa. “She does actually.”“Daddy does it too sometimes,” Zuri said thoughtfully. “But he walks slower.”“I walk with purpose,” Brandon said.“You pace anxiously,” Jackson said from the armchair without looking up from his phone. “There’s a difference.”I stopped walking and looked at both of them. “How are you both so calm right now. Your father is sitting in a priest’s office trying to explain to a man of God that his two sons want to marry the same woman simultaneously. And you are sitting there.”“Calmly,” Jackson said.“That is not reassuring.”“Rhea.” He put his phone down

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Engagement

    Rhea I’d been so excited about the surprise date, I didn’t even think twice about how mysterious they were being. Curiosity wiped away any nervousness, and I found myself walking faster, hurrying down the path that led to the garden. I was almost there when something caught my eye and made me stop dead in my tracks. Beautiful lanterns glowed softly, hanging from the tree branches, while strings of warm lights lined the way forward. I stared all around me, soaking up the magical atmosphere. It’s them, I realized, my heart swelling with love. Knowing it was Jackson and Brandon who had created this path just for me, excitement flooded through my veins and I almost started running. The garden soon came into view. Golden fairy lights were twined elegantly around the white pillars. Moving closer, I saw vines of fresh white roses and baby’s breath covering the roof and railings, making it look like a scene straight out of a dream. “It’s so beautiful,” I breathed, my hand

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    A perfect Life

    RheaFour Years LaterThe summer sun beat down warmly on the patio, turning the air golden and sweet. I stood by the large wooden table, folding the last of the tiny, colorful clothes that had just come off the line.Doing Zuri’s laundry had become my favorite kind of quiet. Everything was so small, so soft, carrying the scent of sunshine and lavender detergent.It was hard to believe that four years had already passed since our world changed forever, since everything broke, and somehow, we still managed to build something new from it.On the table beside me sat an endless spread of food, towers of fresh fruit, platters of sandwiches, and large glass pitchers of lemonade and chilled juice, condensation dripping lazily down the sides.The heat was thick, the kind that made the ocean sparkle endlessly and the sand burn gently beneath your feet.We were back at the beach house for the holidays. Our tradition now. The one place where everything felt peaceful…Where we could pretend

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    The Big Expose

    RheaBrandon frowned when he saw her.Danica was at the end of our row in a fitted cream top, her bump showing softly, hair loose around her shoulders, a cup in her hand. She spotted Brandon and her whole face lit up like she had been looking for him all evening and had finally found him.“Baby.”

    last updateآخر تحديث : 2026-04-04

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    What Next ?

    Rhea I 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 b

    last updateآخر تحديث : 2026-04-02

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    One Brutal Moment

    Rhea The 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

    last updateآخر تحديث : 2026-04-01

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Spread Like An Offering

    Rhea“On your back,” Jackson said, voice low and measured, the same calm authority he used when he was already three steps ahead of my resistance. “Knees up, then let them fall open. Wide.”I climbed onto the cool wood surface of the table. The chill sank instantly into my spine, raising fresh goos

    last updateآخر تحديث : 2026-03-31
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