All Chapters of $EX EDUCATION WITH 4 HOT STEPBROTHERS: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

ZANE’S POVI smiled the second Aria jumped and whipped around to face me. God, she looked cute as hell—cheeks burning red, eyes wide like I’d caught her stealing something. She pressed a hand to her chest, breathing fast, and I felt this stupid little twist in my gut.“Zane! You scared me,” she said, voice shaky but trying to play it cool.I stepped closer, keeping my tone light. “Saw you standing up to Bianca. That took guts. You did a good job.”She let out a nervous laugh and rubbed the back of her neck. “I was just bluffing, okay? I mean… I probably don’t even have the means to fight her yet. I’m just a lowly Omega with no wolf. Everyone knows that.”My smile faded a little. I hated hearing her talk about herself like that. “Don’t call yourself that,” I said, voice firmer than I meant. “Lowly? Come on, Aria. You’re doing good enough already. Standing up to her like that? Most people wouldn’t.”She looked down at her shoes, biting her lip. I could see the doubt all over her face. I

ARIA’S POVI couldn’t focus on a single thing all day. My notebook stayed open to the same page in every class, pen tapping uselessly while my mind spun in circles. Zane. The same guy I’d dreamed about for months—fantasizing about him noticing me, wanting me, finally taking me to bed. Now he was actually paying attention, smiling at me in the halls, walking me to class like it was normal. And the weirdest part? I didn’t even know if I still wanted to sleep with him.My body felt different lately. That constant, aching heat between my thighs had cooled off a lot. It used to drive me crazy every night, making me reach for my toys just to get through the day. But now? It only flared up bad when the brothers were around. Reed’s rough hands, Jasper’s possessive grip, Kai’s desperate kisses, Cole’s drunk intensity—every time one of them touched me, my pulse went wild and I got so wet I could barely think straight. What the hell was that about? Did they have some kind of control over me? The

Aria’s POVThat question hit me like a slap. My blood boiled so fast I couldn’t even think straight. Reed had the nerve to throw Zane in my face after everything? After I’d already given my body to all of them?I didn’t even hesitate. My hand flew up and I slapped him hard across the face. The sharp crack filled the room. His head snapped sideways.“You asshole!” I yelled, chest heaving. “You look down on me every single day. You call me pathetic, worthless Omega, gold digger… but you still can’t keep your hands off me. You and your brothers keep coming back for more. What the hell is wrong with you?”Tears burned my eyes but I blinked them back hard. I hated this. I hated how they treated me like dirt and still tried to sleep with me every chance they got. My voice shook with anger. “You say this is sex education? Bullshit. You’re just trying to stop me from being with Zane. You’re jealous and controlling and I hate it!”Cole stepped closer, voice low. “Aria, calm down. We’re not—”“

ARIA’S POVJasper’s words wouldn’t leave my head. “You should also look at me the same way you look at Zane.” What the hell was that even supposed to mean? I tossed and turned in my bed for what felt like hours, the sheets tangled around my legs, my body still sore from Reed and Cole earlier. Sleep? Yeah, right. I couldn’t shut my brain off no matter how hard I tried.“Why would he say that?” I whispered to the dark ceiling, voice cracking a little. “Jasper, of all people. The guy who used to call me pathetic every chance he got. Now he’s offering help with Bianca like he actually cares? Bullshit.”I rolled onto my side, punching the pillow. My heart kept doing this stupid flutter thing every time I remembered how close he’d pulled me, robe slipping open, eyes all intense. “You can’t be serious,” I muttered. “You hate Omegas. All of you do. So why the sudden attention? What’s so special about me?”The questions kept coming, louder in my head than I wanted. I sat up, hugging my knees t

Bianca’s POVI couldn’t believe this bitch was actually doing this. Aria stayed on the floor like I’d knocked her out cold, hand pressed to her cheek, eyes all wide and teary. My slap hadn’t even been that hard. She was pretending. Playing the victim right in front of everyone, and no one had heard the nasty little threat she whispered in my ear. My blood boiled so hot I wanted to kick her while she was down.“Get up,” I snarled, grabbing her arm and yanking hard. “Stand up from the ground and stop pretending. What you got was nothing. Stop acting like I killed you.”She didn’t move. Just stayed there, limp, letting the whole hallway stare. Phones were already out, kids whispering and filming. My stomach twisted. I used to not give a fuck about public opinion. Let them talk. But after the suspension, after my parents screamed at me for hours about almost getting arrested, I started caring a little. Just enough to feel embarrassed right now, heat crawling up my neck while everyone watc