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I Chose the Man Who Ruins Me.
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2026-08-12 19:24:08
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Morning came gray and quiet.I woke up in Marcus’s bed with his arm locked around my waist and the dull, sweet ache of him still between my thighs. For one suspended second I let myself believe we could stay like this. Then the sound of movement downstairs reminded me that Ethan was still in the house.Marcus’s voice was rough with sleep. “He’s up.”“I know.”He kissed the back of my neck once, slow, then sat up. “We do it now. No more waiting.”I nodded, heart already hammering.We dressed in silence. Me in yesterday’s clothes. Him in a clean shirt like it was any other morning. When we walked downstairs together, Ethan was in the kitchen pouring coffee. He turned, smiled the soft automatic smile he always gave me, and then the smile faded as he took in the two of us standing side by side.The silence stretched.Ethan set the pot down carefully. “What’s going on?”Marcus didn’t sugarcoat it. “She’s with me now.”The words landed like a body blow. Ethan’s face went blank, then red, th
Stepbrother's Filthy Toy (An Erotica Collection) I Chose the Man Who Ruins Me.
I didn’t answer him right away.Marcus stood in front of me in the dark guest room, hand still on my jaw, waiting. Downstairs a cabinet closed. Ethan was still moving around, still unaware of how close everything was to breaking.“I need a minute,” I whispered.“You’ve had three years of minutes.” His thumb stroked once across my lower lip. “Time’s up.”I closed my eyes. The guilt was still there, sharp and real. Ethan’s soft smile. The way he kissed my forehead. The life I was supposed to want. But under the guilt lived something heavier. The way my body opened for Marcus. The way he looked at me like I was already his. The way the ache never left when he wasn’t touching me.I opened my eyes.“I choose you.”Marcus went completely still. “Say it properly.”“I choose you. Not him. You.”The words came out shaky but clear. Once they were in the air the last of the pretending snapped.Marcus kissed me hard. Claiming. Almost punishing. His hands shoved my shirt up and off in one motion.
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Ethan didn’t mention the locked door the next morning.He just watched me more than usual.I felt his eyes while I poured coffee. While I moved around the kitchen. While I sat across from him at breakfast and tried to eat toast that tasted like nothing. Marcus stayed at the stove longer than necessary, back to us, but I could feel the weight of him in the room. Every time I shifted in my chair I felt the dull ache between my legs from the night before. Proof. Consequence.“You okay?” Ethan asked suddenly. “You’ve been quiet.”“Just tired.”He nodded, but the look didn’t leave. Soft. Searching. The same look he used to give me when he thought I was upset about the ring and didn’t want to push. Now it sat differently on his face. Like he was trying to place something that didn’t fit.Marcus set a plate down in front of me. His fingers brushed the inside of my wrist under the table, quick and hidden. A silent claim. I kept my face blank and picked up my fork.The day stretched long and t
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I left the door unlocked like he told me.The house had been quiet for almost an hour when it pushed open. No knock. Marcus stepped inside and locked it behind him without a word. He was still dressed. I was under the sheet in nothing but the T-shirt, exactly as ordered.He looked at me for a long second.“Show me.”I pulled the sheet down. Cool air touched bare skin. His eyes dropped between my legs and stayed there.“You’ve been touching yourself.”Not a question. I nodded anyway.Marcus crossed the room, yanked the sheet the rest of the way off, and hauled me to the edge of the bed by my ankles. He pushed my thighs open and just looked. I felt exposed and filthy and so turned on I could barely breathe.“Still soaked from this morning,” he muttered. “Or is this new?”“Both.”He made a low sound and dropped to his knees. The first drag of his tongue through my folds pulled a broken gasp out of me. He didn’t ease me into it. He licked me like he was starving, broad slow strokes that e
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I moved on pure panic.The second Ethan’s voice floated up the stairs I scrambled out of Marcus’s bed. My legs were unsteady. Between my thighs felt wet and sore in a way that made every step a reminder. I yanked my shirt over my head, shoved my shorts on without finding the underwear, and slipped into the hallway just as Ethan reached the top of the stairs.He smiled when he saw me. Soft. Trusting. “There you are. Guest room door was open. Thought you might’ve gone downstairs already.”“Couldn’t sleep,” I said. My voice sounded almost normal. “Came up to look for another blanket.”He kissed my forehead like he always did. I held still and let him. The smell of Marcus was still on my skin. I was terrified Ethan would notice.“Coffee’s on,” he said. “Dad’s already down there.”Of course he was.I followed Ethan downstairs on legs that still trembled. Marcus stood at the stove scrambling eggs like it was any other morning. He glanced over his shoulder when we walked in. His eyes flicked
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I waited until the house went completely still.Ethan’s breathing evened out behind his closed door a little after midnight. I lay in the guest room staring at the ceiling until I couldn’t stand the ache anymore. Then I got up, bare feet silent on the hallway floor, and pushed open Marcus’s door.He was awake. Sitting up against the headboard in the dark, sheet low on his hips, chest bare. Like he’d been waiting.“Lock it,” he said.I did.The second the lock clicked he was off the bed. He crossed the room in two strides, backed me against the door, and kissed me like he’d been holding back for days. Hard. Deep. One hand in my hair, the other already under my shirt, palm rough on my bare breast. I moaned into his mouth and he swallowed it.“Quiet,” he muttered against my lips. “He’s right down the hall.”I nodded, already shaking.Marcus pulled the shirt over my head and dropped it. Then he shoved my sleep shorts and underwear down in one motion. Cool air hit wet skin. He groaned low
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