All Chapters of On Your Knees: Short Stories : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

MY STEP MUM FUCKS GIRLS LIKE ME (STORY 3)BLURBShe didn't just join the family. She took over my life.To the rest of the world, Eleanor is the ultimate trophy wife, poised, insanely wealthy, and ruthlessly stunning. To me? She’s the woman who married my father, moved into our estate, and immediately set her sights on the one thing he couldn't control: me.I thought I could ignore her. I thought I could keep my head down, play the dutiful twenty-year-old daughter, and survive until graduation. But Eleanor doesn't do boundaries. She knows I’ve been hiding who I really am, and the second she catches me in a moment of pure, forbidden weakness, my sweet stepmother drops the innocent act.Behind closed doors, she’s cold, dominant, and completely unhinged. She makes the rules. She controls my body, my breath, and every shameless groan I try to choke back while my father sits just down the hall, completely oblivious.She claims she’s just teaching me a lesson. She tells me I’m nothing mor

"Excuse me, Miss Eleanor, this is my father's empire and I'm his princess, so I get to do whatever the fuck I want. And the fucking stranger should know better than to enter my room uninvited!" I spat, fuming as I crossed my arms over my damp chest, my heart hammering against my ribs.Eleanor didn't snap. She didn't flinch. Instead, she threw her head back and let out a low, rich laugh that echoed smoothly off the walls of my bedroom.She began to clap her hands slowly, a mocking, amused smirk curling her blood-red lips as her dark, heavy eyes continued to steal shameless glances down the length of my wet, translucent nightgown."A princess," Eleanor purred, taking another slow, deliberate step into the room, the soft click of her heels sounding like a countdown. "How sweet. You really think those silly little titles protect you under this roof, don't you?"She stopped right at the foot of my bed, her statuesque frame towering over me in the dim light. Her eyes glided back up to mine

Eleanor didn't answer right away. She let out a soft, dangerous hum that vibrated straight through her chest, her dark eyes glittering with total, shameless delight.Slowly, her hand slid off my lower belly, her long, manicured fingers sweeping up my bare ribcage to gently stroke the side of my neck. Her grip tightened just enough to tilt my head back further, exposing my long, flushed throat to the dim chandelier light above the dining table."Is that what your filthy little mind came up with?" Eleanor whispered, her smoky voice dropping into a dark, commanding purr that made every nerve in my body go electric. "You dreamt that I made you kneel, pull open my legs, and put that pretty, mouthy little face of yours right where it belongs?""I… I..." I stammered, my knuckles turning white as I gripped the wooden edge of my chair, my knees shaking so violently beneath the table they nearly knocked together. "It... it was just a dream...""Was it?" Eleanor murmured, leaning down until h

Her naked, warm weight settled heavy and suffocating between my thighs, pinning me flat against the silk sheets.Her dark, raven hair tumbled over her shoulders, framing her face like a dark veil as she looked down at me. She didn't say a word. Her sharp blue eyes, still glassy and wild from her own shattering climax, glided down my body, dropping straight to the tiny oversized t-shirt that had bunched up around my waist.Without taking her eyes off mine, Eleanor reached down. Her fingers hooked into the hem of my shirt and yanked it straight over my head in one smooth, ruthless motion, tossing it onto the floor.I lay there completely exposed beneath her, my chest heaving, my nipples hardened to tight peaks in the cool air of the room."Look at you," Eleanor purred low, her smoky voice dripping with dark, absolute triumph. "You look like a little sacrificial lamb."She slid her hand down the smooth expanse of my bare stomach, her long, manicured nails lightly scraping across my sens

~AlistairLucian’s fingers curled inside my pussy, stretching me open while his thumb pressed hard against my clit. I gasped, hips jerking, but Cole’s hands clamped down on my thighs and wrenched them wider, pinning me to the edge of the desk like I weighed nothing.“Look at that,” Damon murmured, voice low and rough as he stepped in close, already yanking his belt open. “Our little sister’s best friend is dripping all over the fucking desk. She came in here thinking she was going to dance for some stranger and cash out. Instead she gets three cocks that have been waiting for this tight little cunt.”Lucian dragged his fingers out slowly, making sure I felt every ridge, then shoved them back in harder. A wet, filthy sound filled the suite. My head fell back, a broken moan tearing out of me.“Fuck…Lucian…”“That’s right,” he growled against my ear, teeth grazing the shell. “Say our names while we ruin you. You’ve been prancing around in those little outfits at family dinners for years