Being Extra Nice To Your Step Brother Novels & Stories

“People need to be put in their place as soon as they touch the boundary. Otherwise, they will cross it the next time.” I gave it a thought. “She is still young. Teenage girls are usually like that. You are handsome and their alpha. They might want to get your attention.” “Tyler is unbelievably mature, unlike somebody I know,” remarked my stepdad. But, my stepbrother’s fingers tightened around my wrist. He glanced at me once: so many meanings in that one time.

“You shouldn’t miss practice for a boy.” My hands lower to his butt and I steal a kiss from him. “I’m sorry. Your stepsister is young, she will do dumb shit sometimes.” His body vibrates with laughter but I don’t let him go. “You’re still pissed. Don’t be, big stepbrother. Please forgive her, Cal.”

"Both of us know that there's no erotic scene or anything close to it in this series. Are you hard because of me, stephen? You got hard gazing at your step sister's breast?" "I.... I...I'm sorry, I tried to control it but I couldn't. Please don't tell anyone." Stephen pleaded. "I'm sorry." "You couldn't control getting hard for your step sister? Am I that sexy? Fuck! I don't know I have such a naughty brother." "Please I'm sorry. Believe me, I don't mean to."

He eyed me. "I spread out my clothes for your Killian. The floor is too cold for him, even though we are not together anymore that doesn't mean that I shouldn't care for..." I swallowed my words back before finishing. "doesn't mean that I shouldn't care for my step brother" Oh God! I hope this doesn't end up as my situation in real life. Imagine upgrading from Killian’s wife to his step-brother? That word "step-brother" never crossed my mind.

I didn’t know why she couldn’t just let me be , she didn’t talk to me and the last thing , I haven’t spoken to my step dad and since my mom and him are always on trips it made it easier for me . “ It's just five months and I know that you are so happy that I am not going to be there , but I don’t want your step brother's complaints about you , please promise me that you are going to be on your best behavior and act like family when you get there . Stepbrothers , the words rang in my head like it was some kind of terror , from what I had gathered they weren’t going so why did they have to attend again , why did they have to .

I asked, feeling uninterested. " He's your step brother which is basically like your brother so don't be surprised he's trying to control your life. He's just looking out for you and that's what brothers do " I thought about what she said, knowing well that brothers get a little overprotective when it comes to their sisters and started thinking if perhaps I took it took far. " So you think that I should apologize to him?" I asked and she snapped at me. " Are you seriously asking me that? Of Course you should apologize to him."

“He’s such a goddamn asshole.” “I know he’s always cold,” Austin chimed in from behind his monitor. “But with you? It’s different. Feels like… I dunno… personal. It’s almost like y’all aren’t siblings,” I gave a short, bitter laugh. “Well, maybe that’s because we aren’t,” I stated. “People keep forgetting he’s just my step brother. No blood. No obligation to play nice, especially here. If he showed me the smallest ounce of kindness, people would just say he was playing favorites.”

My thoughts scatter, replaced by the steady drag of his thumb as he undoes the strap. “Oh boy…” Evelyn groans dramatically beside. “Unbelievable. My brother won’t even give me the last pizza slice, and here’s your stepbrother, helping you put on shoes.” Heat creeps up my neck. “D-Don’t be deceived! He’s not always this nice.” Jace smirks, glancing up at me. “I can say the same thing to you, stepsis. You can be a bit naughty at times.” “Not that I’m complaining. I like it when you get all proper in front of them, and wicked when it’s just us.” His voice whispers in my mind.

His tongue then moved lower coming to a halt when he reached my waist. " May I?" He requested, his eyes hooked on my pajama pants. Against my better judgment, I nodded. I knew that it was sinful doing this with him but with all the pleasure he was giving me, I threw caution into the air. I was insanely attracted to my brother and now that he was finally willing to treat me as a woman and not as his annoying sister, how could I let go of that chance to be pleasured. Damian hooked his fingers at the hem of my pants and in one swift move, he sent them flying across the róom.

Jerk. I forced a sweet smile. “You know what? I'd rather dress like a twelve-year-old and look decent, unlike you, who dresses like someone begging for attention.” Silence reigned between us. To my surprise, my stepbrother didn't talk back. He merely laughed. A real laugh. It was deep, rich, and annoyingly attractive. God. Why did even his laugh have abs? His eyes gleamed. “That mouth of yours, be careful with it. It's gonna get you in trouble.”