All Chapters of Naughty Empires: Chapter 91 - Chapter 93

I’ve hated Liam since the day our parents forced us to share a house three years ago. Not the petty sibling rivalry stuff—stealing the last soda or arguing over who gets the TV. No, this was something darker, hotter, the kind that left me aching and furious every time he sauntered through the door like he owned the world.He’s twenty-four now. I’m nineteen. He dropped out of trade school after one semester, claiming he was “building his empire” by flipping houses and working odd construction gigs. He’d come home covered in dust and grime, muscles carved from real labor, smelling like hard work and trouble. Our parents ate it up—their reliable, charming son back under their roof. Me? I was the rebellious one who’d just started community college classes online while bartending nights, scraping together cash to escape this suffocating suburban prison.Liam never missed a chance to remind me I was the annoying little stepsister. The spoiled brat. The one who paraded around in tiny tank to

I didn’t sleep much.Every time I drifted off, Liam would stir behind me, his cock already half-hard against my ass, and the cycle would start again. Slow and lazy at first—his hand sliding between my thighs to find me still slick and leaking—then building into something rougher, needier. By the time the first gray light of dawn crept through the blinds, I’d lost count of how many times he’d come inside me. My body felt heavy, deliciously used, every muscle sore in the best possible way.I woke up fully when his mouth closed around my nipple, sucking hard enough to make my back arch off the bed.“Morning, trouble,” he murmured against my skin, voice gravel-rough from sleep and sex. His stubble scraped deliciously over my breast as he moved to the other side.I threaded my fingers through his messy hair, tugging lightly. “You’re insatiable.”“Says the girl whose pussy is still trying to milk my fingers.” Two thick digits were already buried deep, curling lazily against that spot that m