All Chapters of 5 Alpha Stepbrothers On My Bed: Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

Lilith's POVI knew it was Jarek on the other side of the door. The embarrassment faded slightly, but hesitation still gripped me.The door was right there—I could reach out and open it if I wanted. But my fingertips hovered in the air, unable to close the distance.Kieran sensed my indecision. His expression softened, and he leaned down, lips brushing my ear like he was deliberately tempting me."If you don't want to, you don't have to open it."He straightened up, ready to carry me away from the door.But the doorbell kept ringing, insistent and impatient. And I still couldn't make up my mind."Are you—nngh—sure it's Jarek?"Kieran didn't answer. But he stopped moving. He didn't take me away.Instead, he stood right there by the door, knees slightly bent, and kept fucking me—slow, deliberate strokes.That thick, burning cock slid in and out of me at a maddening pace, hitting deep every time, the head dragging against my walls with that wet, sticky sound.The doorbell made my heart r

Dax's POVI finally made it into my office.My cock was already straining against my pants, no point pretending otherwise. Hard, aching, the need rolling through me in waves.Jarek wasn't helping."Lili milked Kieran dry," he was saying, voice rough and teasing through the phone. "Now it's my turn. Mm—fuck, how are you still this tight after all that? Squeezing my cock so good. So much slick in this messy little pussy... still full of Kieran's cum..."I stopped trying to control my breathing. Flipped open my phone, eyes locked on the screen. My cock was rock hard, suffocating in my pants.The camera moved closer to Lilith. Her face filled the frame.I stared at those red, swollen lips. Something in my chest squeezed so tight it hurt. I couldn't stop myself. I leaned toward the phone, voice barely a whisper, meant only for her:"You like that, you little slut? Feels good, doesn't it?"My cock twitched in my pants. A dark spot was already blooming at the tip, staining the fabric.This w

Lilith's POVIt was Christmas again.The entire pack compound had been swallowed by holiday lights.Strings of colorful bulbs wrapped around every porch, gold bells clinked softly in the wind, reindeer decorations dangled from eaves—turning the sleek, modern architecture into something gaudy and warm.Emma and the housekeeper had been running in and out all day, turning the house into organized chaos.The air was thick with cinnamon, gingerbread, and roasted chestnuts—so rich it was almost suffocating.I stood alone in the kitchen doorway, holding a cup of freshly made hot chocolate mousse. Steam rose in front of my face, but the warmth didn't quite reach my chest.My gaze drifted through the fog and settled on the dark, silent villa next door.Last night, there had been lights on over there.I pulled out my phone and typed: Uncle, Merry Christmas. Do you want to come over for some food?Almost an hour

Dax's POVI didn't let go.My arm stayed locked around Lilith's waist, holding her against my chest like she'd slip away the second I loosened my grip.Her warmth seeped through her clothes, her pheromones sweet as honey flooding my senses, making my throat go dry and my wolf blood simmer.Daegan stood at the edge of the couch, looking down at us with that hungry, territorial gleam young wolves always had when they wanted something that wasn't theirs. I met his eyes.I wasn't happy.Not even a little.I'd finally had her to myself all afternoon—everyone else busy with Christmas dinner prep. Her taste. Her little gasps. The way her tongue tangled with mine.That was mine. And this kid had to come crashing in, acting like some adolescent wolf trying to steal a kill.A low warning growl rumbled in my throat. Pure Alpha.Daegan straightened up, a smirk tugging at his mouth. "Kidding."His voice was light, but his eyes weren't.He looked at Lilith, his tone softening. "My father and your m

Lilith's POVWe took two cars for the four of us. My mother, naturally, rode with Alpha Thomas. I rode with Daegan.But when I pulled open the door, a gust of cold wind laced with snow rushed in, colliding with the car's warm air.Rylan was sprawled in the back seat, that familiar smirk already curling his lips the moment he saw me."Lilith. Good evening."I froze. I hadn't expected him to be here. I'd thought it would just be me and Daegan. Now there were three of us.I slid into the middle seat, leaving the right side for Daegan.The door clicked shut, sealing us into a space that suddenly felt too small, too intimate.Rylan's voice came from my left immediately, carrying that usual teasing edge: "Ignoring me?"My pulse jumped. Images from that night a few days ago slammed into my head without warning—him touching himself in front of his phone screen, groaning my name, the mess he made everywhere…The memory was so obscene it made my whole body flush, my scent gland starting to thro