Todos los capítulos de My Three Step-Uncles Want Me (The Alcatraz Brothers): Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

ALEX"I don't care. I don't fucking care, Conor. I'm sick and tired of this wretched life with you! Either you get your ass out there and find the life of luxury you promised me, or I leave with the kids, and you're never going to see us again!!" Those were the last words I heard of Mom's yelling as I closed the door and walked away from the house. It’s been like that all week, as she kept giving Dad a hard time. Things were getting worse, especially with Nick, my brother, being sick.The cold air bit at my cheeks as I walked briskly along the sidewalk toward the subway."Hey, Alex!" My headphones weren't very loud, so I could hear the voice call out my name. I turned around, and a car was approaching me with the headlights on. Soon, it pulled up in front of me, and the door opened. The greatest asshole I've ever known stepped out, wearing that smirk I once thought was charming and having that arrogant aura that made him a fucking jackass. Why the fuck did I ever love him?!"Get ou

ALEXA slut?How could he so bluntly say that to me? Noah lied, and I might work in a nightclub, but just as a waitress, but I'm not a slut. I'd rather die than sell my body for cash. It's just something I would never do, regardless of the pressure."I'm not a slut," I meant to sound very bold, but my words quivered when they came out. Something about the way they were staring at me killed my confidence.I could be wrong, but they seemed to be ripping off my clothes with their heated gaze, fumbling my boobs and teasing my pussy. They were doing it all with their eyes, not holding back. Weren't they much older than I was? Was it right to stare at me like this?It was rude and inappropriate, but I couldn't deny that my body wasn't reacting to their stares. I've been ogled at, but nothing ever heated me like this. Again, I wondered who they were and why did they seem to not care about the world? They held a dangerous aura of authority, like they owned everything, even the breath I was t

ALEXI pushed through the back door of the club, the familiar thumping of the bass resonating through the walls. Tonight was different, though. I wasn’t here for another grueling shift. I was here to collect my things and give my resignation. The familiar smell of sweat, drugs, food, and drinks hit my nose as I walked in.The locker room was eerily quiet, a stark contrast to the chaos just beyond the doors. I grabbed my locker key and began gathering my belongings. My heart raced as I prepared to confront the manager. Maybe I should get Gilda's help? Fuck! I hadn't told Gilda too. My mind was overwhelmed.I sat on the bench for a moment, letting the emotions wash over me.I picked the remaining of my belongings and decided I would see the manager first and then Gilda. As I approached his office, I could hear his gruff voice barking orders at someone. Taking a deep breath, I knocked on the door.“Come in,” he growled.I opened the door, stepping inside. “Hey, Mike, I need to talk to

ALEX As the evening wore on, I excused myself, needing a moment to clear my head. I wandered out onto a balcony, the cool night air a welcome relief.I jumped as a hand touched my neck.I turned to see Rhys standing beside me, one of his hands in his pockets.“Beautiful night, isn't it?" I jumped as a hand touched my neck. I turned to see Rhys standing beside me, one of his hands in his pockets."Beautiful night, isn't it?" he said, his voice smooth as silk.I swallowed hard, my heart racing. "Yes, it is."He leaned against the railing, his eyes studying me intently. "You seem... uneasy."I forced a smile. "It's just a lot to take in. The move, the new surroundings, everything."Rhys nodded, his gaze never leaving mine. "I can understand that. It's a big change."The way he looked at me, like he could see right through me, made my skin crawl. I tried to maintain my composure, but it was getting harder with each passing second."You know," he began, his voice dropping to a whisper, "

ALEXThe night had been a blur of danger and temptation. Even now, as dawn leaked through the tall windows, pieces of it replayed in fragments—the dinner table’s tension, Dad’s warning, the Reed’s piercing gazes that seemed to follow me as I fled to my room. Sleep didn't come easily. I stayed up rolling on the sheets, and in fragmented clips: his firm butt ramming hard into the blonde as she cried out, till she spasmed and he slowly, with theatrical motion, slid himself out of her gapping softness. She spit out juices, alongside his enormous dick. Oh, his eyes locked to mine as he grabbed that heavy dick, now softer but still serpentine, and flicked a couple of times to remove leftover cum. Every thought of the brothers made my chest tighten—Reed’s commanding eyes, Rhys’s playful smirk, Rhett’s silent power. They had filled my sleep, their shadows woven through every breath I took. And now, in the thin morning light, I felt raw and exposed, every nerve alive.Dragging myself into th