All Chapters of PINNED BY MY STEPFATHER (MxM): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Derek’s POVSunlight filtered through my bedroom blinds, painting warm stripes across the tangled sheets. I woke slowly, body aching in places I had never felt before. A heavy arm draped across my waist, warm breath brushing the back of my neck. Marcus. His presence was solid, real, and terrifying.Memories from last night flooded back in vivid color, his weight pinning me, the stretch and burn, the way I had moaned his name while my mother slept just down the hall. Heat rushed to my face. Shame twisted sharp in my gut, but my body remembered the pleasure too. My cock twitched at the mere thought, traitorous and eager.I shifted carefully, trying to slip out from under his arm without waking him. Marcus stirred anyway, pulling me back against his chest with a low, sleepy rumble. “Morning,” he murmured, voice rough with sleep. His hand slid down my bare stomach, danger

Chapter 13Derek’s POVThe small engagement gathering was held at Mom’s favorite Italian restaurant downtown,intimate, with dim lighting and soft jazz playing in the background. Only close friends and a few colleagues had been invited. I sat squeezed between Lena and Mark at a long table, the scent of garlic bread and marinara sauce thick in the air. Marcus and Mom sat at the head, glowing with happiness as they announced their official engagement.“Finally making it legal!” Mom laughed, holding up her glass. The table erupted in cheers and congratulations. Marcus smiled modestly, his arm draped casually around her shoulders. He looked perfect,charming, stable, the ideal partner.I forced a smile and raised my water glass, stomach in knots.Lena leaned in close, her sharp eyes glinting with mischief. “You look like you haven’t slept in days, Derek.Still

Chapter 15Derek’s POVThe campus café buzzed with afternoon chatter as I sat across from Alex the next day. Sunlight streamed through the windows, highlighting his easy smile and messy blond hair. Our project materials were spread across the table, but my mind was elsewhere,still replaying the rough, desperate sex with Marcus in my room while Mom was out.“You seem distracted again,” Alex said, pushing a coffee toward me. “Everything alright at home? The engagement stuff hitting hard?”I stared into my cup, the weight of secrets pressing on my chest like a physical force. Part of me desperately wanted to tell someone. Alex had become a real friend, supportive, non-judgmental. For a moment, the words hovered on my tongue.“I slept with him. Twice. My mom’s fiancé fucked me while she was home.”My hands trembled around the cup. I almost said i

Chapter 17Derek’s POVThe apartment was dark and quiet, the only sound was the faint tick of the wall clock in the hallway. Mom had gone to bed early after a long shift, her door firmly closed. I lay in my room, staring at the ceiling, body still humming from the stolen touches Marcus had given me throughout the day. His hand on my lower back while Mom cooked. The way his fingers had brushed my thigh under the dinner table. The promise in his eyes every time our gazes met.I knew I should stay in bed. The rules we kept setting were already in pieces, but doing anything while Mom slept just down the hall was crossing another line.My door creaked open anyway.Marcus stood in the doorway, silhouetted by the dim hallway light. He didn’t speak. He simply stepped inside, closed the door, and pulled me up into a fierce kiss. His hands were everywhere, sliding under my shirt, gr

Chapter 19Derek’s POVThe front door had barely clicked shut behind me when Marcus was on me.He grabbed my wrist and pulled me into his room, shutting the door with a firm push. The jealousy I had sensed earlier had clearly boiled over. His eyes were dark, stormy with possession.“You went on a date,” he said, voice low and dangerous as he backed me against the wall. “I tried to play normal with that girl.”“Marcus…”He cut me off with a bruising kiss, hands gripping my hips hard enough to leave marks. There was no tenderness tonight. Only raw, angry need. He stripped me roughly, shirt and jeans hitting the floor in seconds. His own clothes followed, revealing the powerful body that had completely ruined me for anyone else.“On the bed,” he ordered. “Now.”I obeyed, heart pounding. The dominant edge in his voice sen