All Chapters of MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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31: Spanked By Her Stepbrother

BROOKSStephan didn’t say anything at first. He just stood there. Tall. Bare. His eyes locked on mine.And then—He smirked.A lazy, cocky curve of his lips like he knew exactly what was going through my mind. Like he could feel what he was doing to me. I gasped, snapping out of whatever trance I’d fallen into and quickly diverted my gaze away from him.“Oh my God—” I covered my face. “Put some clothes on!”He chuckled behind me, deep and amused. Like this was all some game.I heard the soft shuffle of clothes and foot against the grass, and I peeked—just a little. My eyes betrayed me. Again.He’d thrown on a pair of loose shorts. Only… they didn’t hide much. The outline of his cock was still right there. Big. Thick. Heavy. Resting down one thigh, and honestly, that thing had no business being that long… or thick. My thighs pressed together without me even thinking. My mouth went dry.Suddenly, my mind wasn’t here anymore.It was back in his office—the day I saw him through the ha

Last Updated : 2025-07-10

32: You Need To Come With Us

BROOKSThe lounge was busy, loud with chatter and the screech of suitcase wheels against the marble floor. Everyone was checking out, laughing about yesterday and last night, taking pictures, sharing phone numbers they probably wouldn’t save.But I couldn’t focus.I sat stiffly on the edge of one of the long couches, my legs crossed, fingers tapping restlessly against my knee. My eyes kept flicking to the doorway. Then the hall. Then the stairs.I didn’t even know what I was looking for. Or maybe I did.Stephan.My chest tightened just thinking about him. What if he walked in right now? What would I do? Act cool? Pretend like nothing happened? Like he hadn’t slammed me against a tree and made me feel like my body wasn’t mine anymore?Fuck.I shifted in my seat.Still no sign of him. Just Sean flirting with a girl near the coffee machine and Betty humming beside me as she scrolled through her phone.I tried to sound casual. “Hey, have you seen Stephan this morning?”“Nope,” Betty did

Last Updated : 2025-07-10

33: Someone Behind The Scenes

BROOKSThe ride to the station was silent.I sat in the backseat of the car, squeezed between panic and confusion, while my thoughts ran wild.Chia was dead?Dead how?Was this… was this some kind of setup? A distraction? A bluff?But no. The way the detectives spoke, the way they looked at me—it wasn’t fake. It wasn’t a game. It was real. Way too real.And the silence in my messages wasn’t a mind trick.Something had actually happened.I wasn’t even sure whether to be relieved or sad. I was just in utter shock. When we arrived, they led me through the station, down bland hallways until we got to a small, cold room with no windows and a blinking camera in the corner. The walls were that same pale gray you see in movies, and the table had faint scratch marks like it had survived years of nervous fingers.They told me to sit.I did.A minute passed. Then two.The taller one, who introduced himself as Detective Callum finally walked in with a folder in his hand and sat across from me.

Last Updated : 2025-07-11

34: Black Swan

BROOKSThe moment I stepped into the Romano Corp building, I let out a breath I didn’t even know I was holding. Back to normal. Or something like it.The retreat was over. Chia was dead. Aaron had been sentenced to life in prison without parole. Just like that—gone. Both of them. Wiped off the board like they were never real.And yet, here I was, still breathing… still free.I didn’t know how to feel. Relieved? Sure. But there was something else sitting under my skin, buzzing. Fear, maybe. Because someone killed Chia, and that someone was still out there. And I had no clue if I should be scared… or grateful.The elevator ride to my floor felt too short, like I hadn’t fully gathered myself yet. But as soon as the doors opened, Betty was there, practically skipping toward me like I was a long-lost best friend back from war.“Brooks!” she squealed, flinging her arms around me. “Oh my God, finally! I was starting to think you’d vanished into some spa cult retreat or something.”I laug

Last Updated : 2025-07-11

35: You Came Ready

BROOKSThe dress was… a mistake.Red, like he asked. But not just any red. It was blood red, second-skin silk, strapless, with a slit that kissed my upper thigh every time I moved. It clung to every curve, hugged my hips, and dipped low enough in front to make even me do a double take in the mirror.My black heels made me a little taller—still not tall enough to match Heath’s looming presence, but tall enough to fake confidence I didn’t feel.A long coat hid most of me as I stepped out of the car, but the moment I crossed the velvet ropes of Black Swan, the warmth inside forced me to slip it off. What the hell am I doing here?I reached between the coat and tugged the hem of my dress, suddenly hyper-aware of how I looked. God, if anyone I knew saw me in the red dress beneath the coat… looking like someone’s dirty secret… with him of all people?My step brother. I slipped deeper into the club.Black Swan was already alive. Bass throbbed through the floor like a pulse, drowning out

Last Updated : 2025-07-11

36: Claimed By Her Stepbrother

BROOKSI didn’t respond.I couldn’t.Because my heart was racing, my blood was humming, and there was a pulsing ache between my thighs that was already begging.Heath leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine.No teasing. No pretense. Just a full, claiming kiss.And I let him.Because pretending I didn’t want this? That was a lie I was tired of telling.So I kissed him back.Not shyly.I parted my lips and slid my tongue boldly into his mouth.The sound he made was somewhere between a growl and a groan, caught low in his throat. His hands gripped my ass—hard—palming the flesh and dragging me down harder against his bulge.The friction made my head spin.I moaned into his mouth, breath hitching.He took full advantage.His tongue shoved back into my mouth, all dominance and raw hunger, tasting me, owning me, controlling the pace. One hand stayed firm on my ass, holding me in place, while the other gripped my waist as he rolled his hips beneath me.The zipper of his pants caught perf

Last Updated : 2025-07-12

37: Jealous Brother

BROOKSI was half-bent over my bag, fingers frantically digging for my lip gloss, when I heard someone call my name.“Brooks.”I looked up, squinting against the morning sun, and there he was.Zade.Leaning against a sleek, black sports car like he was born to be in a moody indie film. Dressed in his signature all black, sunglasses perched on his face in a simple swag.A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips.“Looking for treasure in there?” he asked, nodding at my bag.“Lip gloss, actually,” I huffed. “But treasure would be nice too.” I joked back and he gave a soft chuckle, pushed off the car, and opened the passenger door. “Come on,” he nodded towards the car. “I’ll drive you.”I blinked. “Wait, what?”“To work,” he said, like it was obvious. “You do still have a job, right?”My lips twitched. “Unfortunately.”I glanced behind me toward the driveway, half-expecting Stephan’s car to still be parked, but no surprise, it was gone. Again. He’d probably seen me coming down the

Last Updated : 2025-07-13

38: Come In

BROOKSI was elbows-deep in reports about the new resort when my phone buzzed beside my keyboard.ZadeOutside. Don’t make me come in.Crap. Lunch.I sat up straight, blinking at the time on my screen. He’d actually come. I thought he was just being polite this morning, throwing out a casual "I’ll pick you up for lunch" without really meaning it. But no. Zade was outside. Right now.Not wanting to keep him waiting, I packed my things and was off. I found Zade parked just a few feet from the entrance, leaning against the side of his sleek black car like a scene out of a music video. Sunglasses still on. One hand in his pocket. The other was holding his phone.“You’re really out here,” I said, walking up to him.He pushed his shades up into his hair and smirked. “Told you I would be.”“I thought you were just saying that to be polite.”“I’m not polite.” He opened the door for me again like a damn gentleman. “You’re annoying.”“And hungry,” he added, glancing at me. “Come on. Let’s

Last Updated : 2025-07-13

39: A Possessive Claim

BROOKSI told myself to calm down as I raised my hand and knocked.Hopefully, I was wrong and this was just a meeting. Just work.Just Stephan.“Come in,” came his gruff voice from behind the door.I stepped inside, shutting the door quietly behind me. He didn’t look up right away, just flipped a page in the document before him, his brow tight with focus.I stood there, clutching the folder Betty had given me until he finally looked up.“Status update. The resort,” he said, his voice clipped. “Where are we?”I cleared my throat, walking forward and placing the file gently on his desk before beginning.“We’ve locked in the proposed locations, and I’ve been coordinating with Venita to narrow down the final three,” I said, and he looked on. “She’s already reached out to the landscape firm you suggested, and she wants us to prepare concept pitches for the zoning committee by next Tuesday.”He nodded once.“Logistics?”“I’ve drafted a preliminary timetable. If construction kicks off in Q4

Last Updated : 2025-07-14

40

BROOKSThe bass was already thumping in my chest before I even reached the building.Outside, the line wrapped around the block—people laughing, dressed in glitter and leather, energy buzzing. I felt both underdressed and overdressed somehow.Then I saw the line.Crap.Zade hadn’t given me a ticket. He’d just said, “Come.”I was about to text him something dramatic like “Should I seduce security or…” when someone said, “Miss Brooks?”I looked up.A tall guy in all black, tight tee, earpiece, sunglasses at night—definitely not just another concertgoer—was watching me.“Uh… yeah?”“Zade said to bring you in.”Oh.I followed him through a side door, past the crowd and ticket scanners. A girl in fishnets gave me a death glare as I passed.Inside, it was louder. Dimmer. Cooler.He brought me up through a side corridor and into a sleek, roped-off section above the crowd, VIP, I guessed. The view was perfect, just as the lights dipped and the stage lit up.And then—The band came out.Or ra

Last Updated : 2025-07-15

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