All Chapters of Stepbrothers Are Alpha Bikers And My Mates: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Rory's POV “Get that bracelet off her hands.” Her command cut through me My breath hitched. For a second, no one moved, and I prayed, God, I prayed that maybe Valessa was bluffing, testing me. But then one of the women stepped forward, her fingers reaching for my wrist. “No!” My cry tore out of me, panicked. I twisted my arm, clutching the silver band. I think somehow the bracelet had been the thing dulling the fire tearing through me right now, the only anchor against the unbearable heat pooling in my belly. Without it Her hand caught mine, prying my fingers apart with terrifying ease as she slid the bracelet off my wrist. The effect was instant of the impact was instant. It was like being struck by lightning. The heat that was already unbearable for me increased tenfold, searing through my veins, rushing to every nerve ending until I could hardly see straight. A strangled sound escaped me, half gasp, half sob. My body convulsed against the bed, my thighs pressing tight togeth

Hi dear readers, made a mistake in the chapter upload, this was the right chapter, the other one would be removed shortly. Enjoy your reading. A scream tore from my throat before I could stop it, desperate as her fingers drove deeper into my cunt. My body arched against the bed, every muscle straining and betraying me. “No… no, please, stop,” I rasped, the words tumbling out broken, but even I could hear the lie in them. My voice shook with need, a craving so strong it made me dizzy. Did I want her to stop? Gods, no. I wanted her to bury herself inside me, to split me open, to drown me in this heat. “You want this, Aurora. Stop resisting.” Her voice was low growl that clamped hot and dangerous around my name. A whimper broke from me as she shoved a third finger inside me. The stretch was unbearable and perfect at once. My cunt clenched greedily around her, pulling her deeper. My hands shot out, gripping the sheets until they threatened to tear. I bit my lip so hard it stung, tryin

Jaxon's POV My father’s office always felt stuffer than anywhere else in the pack, the weight of decisions made here. Lives altered. Futures that had been broken. Blackfang, my father sat at the centre of the long table. I couldn’t sit. My legs wouldn’t let me. I’d been pacing the wall for what felt like hours. Every pass I made took me closer to that desk and then away from it again. Aurora’s name burned behind every thought inside me. There were three others in the room with me. My father, Beta Kellan who was standing near the bookcase with his arms folded across his chest. And then there's Celeste who's sitting stiffly in the chair opposite my father, her hands clasped in her lap so tightly her knuckles had gone white. She kept her head lowered, her hair falling like a curtain to hide her expression. The silence was unbearable. It pressed into my ears, gnawed at my patience, made me want to rip the truth out of each of them with my bare hands. “Fuck,” I muttered, too harshly

Rory's POV The sound of Damien’s belt dropping down stopped when a heavy knock landed on the door, the kind of knock that told you whoever was outside already knew what was going on inside. I froze, my breath caught in my chest, and so did Damien.Then Valessa’s voice came through, dripping with sarcasm.“You both might want to stop in there. Jaxon—your brother is here, Alpha Damien.”The words hit me like a bucket of cold water. Every nerve in my body jolted awake. Instinctively, I shoved Damien off me, not realizing how strong the push was until he rolled sideways across the bed with a low grunt. His brows arched upward in shock, his composure breaking for a second.I scrambled for the sheets, clutching them around myself immediately, my hands desperately searching the bed for any trace of my clothes, my heart hammered against my ribs.What the hell was I thinking? My mind screamed at me.Had I almost—almost—made out with Damien? No. More than almost. I had leaned into him, let mys

Damien’s POV We turned, our heads snapped at the same time She stood there. Frozen. Her small frame was carved out of shock, her eyes wide with quivering lips. “My mom is a murderer?” she repeated again, her voice breaking over the words as though saying them out loud would change their weight. The air reeked of her fear right now. Jaxon’s body stiffened as he stood up. Rage radiated off him in burning waves. His eyes were fixed on her, burning holes into the girl who had no idea what she had just walked into. Didn't I tell Valessa not to let her out while coming out earlier? “Yes,” he spat, each word straight and brutal “Oh yes, Aurora. Your mother, Celeste, is a full-blooded, heartless murderer. Copy that now? Engrave it into that delicate skull of yours.” Her mouth parted, the denial already rising. She shook her head violently, strands of hair spilling over her face. “No—no, you’re lying—” Her voice cracked thinly . “You’re lying, Jaxon.” But tears betrayed her. She bit