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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
Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers Unprovoked
RheaI stood at the kitchen counter chopping vegetables for lunch, the sound of the knife against the cutting board was the only noise in the quiet house. My mother was upstairs resting, finally home from the hospital and tucked into her own bed where she belonged.I had barely slept last night. Even after we got home from the hospital this morning, I could not shake the image of her looking so small and fragile in that hospital bed. Could not stop thinking about how I had almost missed being there because I was stupid.The guilt sat heavily in my chest, making it hard to breathe properly.I focused on the task in front of me. Carrots. Celery. Onions. Simple and repetitive. Something I could control when everything else felt like it was spiraling.“Making lunch? That’s sweet of you.”I looked up to see Danica walking into the kitchen. She wore a soft smile that did not quite reach her eyes.“Just helping out,” I said, returning my attention to the vegetables.“How’s Margrate doing? Th
Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers Revenge
JacksonI stood in the game room putting away the equipment we had used earlier, each item a reminder of how selfish we had become.The restraints went back into their drawer. The candles into the cabinet. Everything returned to its proper place like we could erase what we had done by making the room look normal again.Rhea was going to hate us. Maybe she already did. And she was right to feel that way.The door opened behind me without a knock. I turned, expecting Brandon, but it was Elowen.She looked terrible. Eyes red and swollen from crying. Mascara smudged down her cheeks. All the bratty confidence she usually carried completely stripped away, leaving behind someone who looked painfully young and vulnerable.She crossed the room without speaking and wrapped her arms around me, burying her face against my chest.I stood there for a moment, surprised by the uncharacteristic display of affection. Elowen was not the hugging type. She was sharp edges and attitude and careful
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