All Chapters of Stepbrothers Are Alpha Bikers And My Mates: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

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Six hours later...dawn

Rory's POV I didn’t know heats were this brutal. Nobody had warned me, not even the books I had read about heats. None of it had prepared me for this.It had stripped me raw. It had made me do things I never imagined I’d do.I still couldn’t believe it my virgin pussy had been touched. Not once, not twice but by people I shouldn’t even be thinking of that way.Valessa. A woman with that dangerous allure of hers and then worse was my stepbrothers. Damien. Jaxon.I squeezed my eyes shut, shame flooding me all over again. Damn it. I was messed up, ruined before I’d even had the chance to figure myself out.I pushed myself off the bed, my legs still shaky, my body still humming with traces of that madness. My heat might have eased, but it left behind this ugly hunger in my veins.Just as I was about to stand up, the door creaked open.And in walked the one person I least wanted to see.Celeste. My mother.The air in my lungs froze. My whole body stiffened as my mind hurled me back to the

Last Updated : 2025-09-18

Fears becoming you

Rory's POV “Then if you were trying to protect me,” I said, my tone like laced with acid, “why did you involve yourself in taking another woman’s man?”Her eyes flickered, confusion clouding her expression. “Huh?”I smiled, but it was sly and mocking, a smile meant to cut. “Do you really think I’m that dumb, Celeste?” I leaned forward, my eyes locked on hers. “Damien and Jaxon’s mother died because of you, isn’t that so?”The room went still. She didn’t answer. For a few moments, there was only silence between us. Her lips parted slightly, but nothing came out. She just looked at me, her calm mask beginning to falter.Finally, she exhaled, her voice quieter than before. “That was the best thing I could do.”I laughed bitterly, the sound scraping my throat. “The best you could do? By killing someone else’s mother? By tearing apart a family that wasn’t yours to touch?” My hands curled into fists at my sides, trembling with anger. “You sound ridiculous right now, Celeste.”“You’re wicke

Last Updated : 2025-09-19

Coming blood Moon

Rory's POV I sat there numb, still replaying every word Celeste had thrown at me. Her laugh, her calm cruelty. The door creaked open again and I nearly jumped out of my skin. When I looked up, Valessa leaned casually against the doorway, her arms crossed with her lips curved in that knowing smirk of hers. “I’ll be leaving,” she said simply, her voice smooth as silk. “My work is done.” My brows knit. “Huh?” She tilted her head, her hair falling over her shoulder. “What? Don’t tell me you don’t want me to leave?” Her eyes flickered over me deliberately as if peeling back my layers. “You look like you’d miss me.” Heat rose to my face before I could stop it. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how close she was even though she hadn’t stepped further inside. “I… I didn’t say that.” “You didn’t have to.” She pushed off the frame and walked toward me, her hips swaying in that way she always seemed to do without effort. Her presence filled the room, alluring. I shifted uncomfortably

Last Updated : 2025-09-20

Stop

Rory's POV After Valessa’s departure, the room felt too stuffed for me with the ringing of her words, the threat of the so called Blood Moon and the reminder that my own mother couldn’t be trusted. I sat there for a while, staring at nothing before finally pushing myself to my feet. I needed to move. My legs trembled faintly as I walked out, still sore, still weak from the aftermath of my heat, but I couldn’t sit in that suffocating quietness any longer. I had to breathe. I had to prove to myself that I wasn’t just some prisoner trapped inside these walls with the chaos ripping me apart from within. The corridor stretched long and dim. My bare feet cross across the floor, every step too loud in the silence. When I reached the living room, I froze. It was empty. The couches sat untouched, the faint smell of something minty seeped in the air, a reminder of who lived here. No laughter. No footsteps. Not even servants. For a brief second, I allowed myself to exhale. Then the front

Last Updated : 2025-09-20

Five quick orgasm

Rory's POV "I do not think you can evoke such feelings in me anymore." The moment the words left my lips, in a blink, he was now standing very close to me and without warning His mouth crashed down on mine. The kiss was violent. His lips devoured me, his tongue pushing past mine until I couldn’t breathe, until all I could taste was him. I clawed at his chest in a desperate attempt to push him away, but his hand closed around my wrists with brutal ease, trapping me against the cushions of the couch.“You taste like sin,” Damien growled against my lips, his breath hot, ragged. “And I’ll gorge myself until you’re empty, until you realize every fucking thing in your body and control how it works.”A shudder wracked my body, heat spiking in my belly despite the terror flooding my veins. I hated that he could draw such sounds from me effortlessly, hated that my body betrayed me with every touch. What was I thinking when I said those words?He yanked my arms above my head, pinning them wit

Last Updated : 2025-09-21

We Move

Damien's POV “One more,” I snarled into her soaked flesh, my voice vibrating against her. “Give me one more, Rory. I want to feel you break completely until you wouldn't dare challenge me again.”“I—I can’t please,” she sobbed, tears blurring her vision.“Oh noo...you definitely can,” I growled, my tongue plunging deep again, relentless. My nose grounded against her clit, my lips sucking on, my tongue rolling deeper until she couldn’t breathe.The fifth orgasm tore her apart so violently she thought she might die from it. Her scream broke raw from her throat, her thighs clamping around my head before I forced them wide again, devouring every pulse of her climax until she collapsed back against the couch, limp and shaking.Only then did I lift my head. My mouth glistened with hers, my eyes blazing with triumph and hunger. I licked my lips slowly, savoring, before wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.“You can outlaw me with your lips but not your body,” I said, my voice rough and

Last Updated : 2025-09-21

Sometimes, truths hurts

Damien's POV Our bikes rolls to a stop as we reach the edge of the North Pole compound, our wheels crunching hard against ground. It is very dark now but the lights ahead shine faintly showing the tall black building where perhaps our father keeps his secrets. The ride has been long but nothing matters now except that building I am seeing right now ahead of me.The moment we stop, Jaxon swings off from his bike, he doesn’t hesitate as his hand dives into his coat and pulls out his gun. He checks and observes the gun, it's smooth, fast and not even looking down as he slides it back with a click. His eyes then cut at me sharply.“You are not with your carper?” he asks.He always calls it that—my gub. To him, I am careless for leaving it. To me, it is a choice. I stare back, cold and firm.“No. I don’t need one to rip their head off.”Jaxon’s jaw shifts. His smirk comes taunting. He shakes his head, tilts the gun toward me as if to point out my mistake. “There are times strength is ne

Last Updated : 2025-09-22

Abducted

Rory’s POVI lay still on my bed with the sheets folded around my legs, my chest rising and falling fast as I tried to catch my breath. My thighs still trembled from Damien’s mouth in between my legs earlier, the memory hot and heavy in my body. I felt drained, sore, but also strangely alive, like my nerves had been set on fire. My head sank across bed, my hand brushing across the parts of my body where his weight had been. For a moment, I thought I could finally close my eyes and rest.Then the door burst open.The sound was violent. I jerked up, my heart slamming against my chest. Three men stormed in before I could move, their faces covered with black scarves, their eyes cold and hard. My body froze then shot up in panic.“What the—”But they were on me fast.One grabbed my wrists, yanking them behind my back. Another pressed a scarf hard against my mouth, sealing my scream before it could leave my throat. The third dragged the blanket away, leaving me bare, vulnerable, exposed t

Last Updated : 2025-09-23

His life is only on survival

Rory's POV The car rolled to a stop with a heavy jerk and before I could brace myself, the doors flew open. Rough hands gripped me at once. The men dragged me out, their fingers digging into my arms, my skin scraping against the cold air. I kicked, I twisted, I tried to wrench away from their grasp but they only held me tighter. My heart thundered, shame and rage choking me when I realized I was still naked under their grip. “Let me go you assholes!” I screamed into the scarf muffling my mouth, my body thrashing. They didn’t care. Their eyes ran over me shamelessly as they yanked me across the gravel and through a doorway, their touches was hot and disgusting against my bare skin. I tried to pull away, desperate to keep their hands from wandering, but they shoved me forward, my feet stumbling against tiled floors until we reached a dimly lit room. I barely had time to see the bed before they threw me onto it. My back hit the bed hard, the air punching out of my lungs. My wrists b

Last Updated : 2025-09-23

Say my name

Rory's POV "Damien’s wolf is damaged. He’s feral even though he fights to control it. Why do you think his father hates him more than his brother? There are a lot of things you don’t know about your step-family, Aurora. His words won’t leave me. They circle in my head like something I can’t even shake off The way he said it felt like poison, but poison mixed with something true, something that rips under my skin and refused to let go. He straightens up, his eyes lingering on me just long enough to make my stomach flip. “I’ll leave you to dress up in a few minutes. Then I’ll come back to take you. We’re going somewhere.” he says and then he turns to leave I clench on the sheet tighter, pulling it up to my chin. “I’m not going anywhere with you,” I snap. “This is illegal abduction, Dante.” I throw his name at him, sounding disrespectful perhaps to my own ear. He stops mid-step. His shoulders stiffen. Slowly, he turns back toward me. His eyes glint like knives in the light in th

Last Updated : 2025-09-23

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