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2026-06-15 14:55:52
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Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers The Vow
Rhea Greg stood at the end of the aisle with the sea behind him and the last of the afternoon light turning everything gold and I thought he had never looked more like a father than he did in that moment.Brandon took my left hand. Jackson took my right.Greg looked between the three of us and cleared his throat once and began.“I have been many things in my life,” he said. “A son. A husband. A father. I have made mistakes that cost me dearly and I have been given second chances I did not always deserve.” He paused. “But standing here today, officiating the marriage of my two sons and the woman who became my daughter without either of us planning it, I think this might be the thing I am most proud of.”Someone in the chairs made a sound that might have been Owen and might have been a sob.“These three people,” Greg continued, “have shown me that love does not follow the shape we expect it to. It follows the shape of the people living it. And the shape of what these three have b
Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers The Guests
RheaI stood in front of the mirror and didn’t recognise myself.Not in a bad way. Just in the way of someone looking at a version of themselves they had always hoped existed but hadn’t been entirely sure about until right now.The dress was simple. Short and white and light enough to move in the sea breeze. Elowen had found it in town that morning and brought it back without telling me and when I put it on and looked in the mirror I understood immediately why she had chosen it.It was exactly right.My hair was down the way Jackson liked it. The ring caught the light every time I moved my hand.I pressed my fingers below my collarbone over the letters that had been there for years and thought about everything those two initials had meant at different points in my life. The anger. The grief. The confusion. And now this.My eyes filled.The door flew open.I spun around.Elora stood in the doorway in a dress the colour of the sea, her eyes already wet, her hands over her mout
Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers The Guests
RheaI stood in front of the mirror and didn’t recognise myself.Not in a bad way. Just in the way of someone looking at a version of themselves they had always hoped existed but hadn’t been entirely sure about until right now.The dress was simple. Short and white and light enough to move in the sea breeze. Elowen had found it in town that morning and brought it back without telling me and when I put it on and looked in the mirror I understood immediately why she had chosen it.It was exactly right.My hair was down the way Jackson liked it. The ring caught the light every time I moved my hand.I pressed my fingers below my collarbone over the letters that had been there for years and thought about everything those two initials had meant at different points in my life. The anger. The grief. The confusion. And now this.My eyes filled.The door flew open.I spun around.Elora stood in the doorway in a dress the colour of the sea, her eyes already wet, her hands over her mout
Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers The Rejection
RheaFather Emmanuel was a kind man.That was the hardest part about it. He wasn’t cold or dismissive. He had offered us tea when we sat down and listened to everything we said with genuine attention and asked questions that showed he had actually heard us. And then he had folded his hands on the desk and looked at us with something that looked very much like regret.“I have prayed on this,” he said. “Genuinely and at length. And I have great respect for what you have built together. The love in this room is not something I question.” He paused. “But the church’s position on marriage is what it is. And I cannot in good conscience stand before God and officiate something that falls outside of that position. I hope you can understand that this is not a judgment of who you are.”Jackson said that he understood.Brandon thanked him for his time.I shook his hand and smiled and held everything together until we were outside.We stood by the car for a long moment. The afternoon s
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 Chapter 43: Wrecked Hole
Brandon"Get on your knees, Kitty," I commanded, lazily stroking my length. "You are going to suck this cock first... and then I’ll fuck you."She knelt instantly. Fuck, I liked it when she obeyed without argument. Looking down at her, seeing her stare at my cock with so much raw hunger in her eyes
Dernière mise à jour : 2026-03-21Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers Chapter 46: The Triangle
RHEAI stood in front of my closet, staring at rows of clothes that suddenly seemed impossible to navigate. Every movement sent sharp reminders through my body of what had happened last night.My thighs ached. My back stung where the bark had scraped it raw. And between my legs—God, between my legs
Dernière mise à jour : 2026-03-21Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers Chapter 44: The Wreckage Never Ends
RheaAll the air punched out of my lungs in a ragged, guttural scream as Brandon bottomed out inside me. My forehead slammed against the rough bark of the pine tree, the friction of the wood scraping my skin, but I barely felt it over the sheer, agonizing stretch of him.“Ooh no... I’m hot...” It w
Dernière mise à jour : 2026-03-21Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers Chapter 48: Lies and Liars
JacksonThe cafeteria was too loud. Too bright. Too full of people who had no idea what I was capable of when someone pushed me too far.And I was already past too far.I’d been there since this morning when Rhea walked out the door with Nick like she hadn’t spent last night screaming my name. Like
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