Best Step Brother Romance Books Novels & Stories

Rich into rich huh? I opened the doors almost immediately after the call. I can feel my hungry stomach growling. Mom is out of town with her husband so I guess I'm really stuck with my rude step brother. I was beginning to think my attraction to him was my punishment. This was karma. While he had touched me, I’d wished for someone else, and that someone came in the form of him being my step brother. I heard my step brother in the foyer talking with some associate. I understood my attraction to the man. His hands were rough, his voice deep, his presence commanding . . . he checked all the boxes I needed but didn’t want.

I know it because in no world do I want to admit to my mom and new stepfather that I slept with my new brother. I exit the bathroom, still shaking, and find Sebastian leaning against the wall across from me. Waiting for me? Why? To continue torturing me? “What the hell do you want?” I bark. “Are you enjoying yourself?” Sebastian steps closer to me, pushing a strand of curls away from my face and behind my ear. “Tell me. Have you thought about this moment? While lying and deceiving me? While playing with me?” I search his eyes, looking for something hidden behind the words. “If I had known you were my stepbrother, there’s no way in hell I would have ever provoked you.”

I could feel our bodies getting hotter, and my private getting wetter as he pumped faster. But the fire that was burning inside us, was suddenly quenched. “What the fuck?!” I uttered in frustration as I felt myself drenched in cold water. “Wake up, dumbass.” The voice made me groan in annoyance as I shot him a glare. Mike, the Alpha of Sinister Pack; and unfortunately, my ever-evil stepbrother.

Because one more day with him and I'll completely lose myself. He would take me piece by piece. Starting with my soul, then my body. He kissed me. He actually went as far as kissing me for real... I thought it would all be staged... Like... We'll act like we were kissing, but in the real sense, we weren't. My stepbrother actually kissed me. And it wasn't the kind of kiss you remember with a sigh ten years later. It was domination and pure ownership. No doubt he was going to fuck me if the need ever arose. He would do it without an iota of guilt or shame. And he damn sure wouldn't feel sorry.

He probably forgot because there's no way he'd just sleep with me if judging by what he has right now, he can get any girl he wants. "I didn't expect that we would meet again under these circumstances." Wow, how could he said that so casually? It's fine if he thinks it's just a one-night stand, but doesn't he feel awkward because we're about to become family? "I hope you don't say anything to our parents about what we did last night. Let's pretend that nothing ever happened between us. So let's forget the past and in the future we'll be a harmonious family, me as your stepsister and you as my stepbrother."

He hooks a thumb under my chin, tilting my face to him. “I need a shower…” He nods slowly, gaze fixed on my lips. “Yeah, we really do.” We. Me and him. Nina and Cassian. So wrong, yet so fucking right. I don't know what's true, but I know one thing— I'm soaking wet. All for him. My stepbrother. My temptation.

“Of you? No.” “Good.” “I just think it would be weird.” “Why?” I shrugged. “You’re Daniel’s brother.” He smiled at that. Slow. Thoughtful. Teasing. “So that makes me what to you?” I hesitated. “A brother,” I said. The word felt strange in my mouth. He hummed, eyes glinting. “Then it shouldn’t matter.” I opened my mouth to respond and instead muttered, “A brother that hot?” The silence that followed was loud.

Not even ten minutes later, my phone buzzed. Stepbrother: Come to my room. Quiet. Now. My heart raced. I crept down the hallway. His door was cracked open. The second I slipped inside, he shut it, locked it, and pushed me against the wall. His mouth crashed into mine in a hungry kiss while his hand shoved down the front of my sweatpants. Two thick fingers plunged straight into my soaked pussy. “Still full of my cum,” he whispered against my lips, pumping his fingers slowly. “Such a dirty girl. Walking around downstairs like a good little sister while your stepbrother’s load is leaking out of you.”

Well, except for one thing—his second stepbrother Noah. Noah’s hot and cold attitude toward Haru is beginning to annoy Haru. One minute the brother is nice and caring, and the next, he turns into a prick and picks on Haru, even demanding a kiss daily. When a handsome new face comes into Haru’s life, which the brothers don’t like, Noah erupts into a possessive demon and turns Haru’s world upside down. Haru That’s the last of it, I thought as I taped up the box containing my textbooks and then wrote my name on the side to indicate it belonged to me. Done, I sighed in satisfaction. Finally, after ten and a half years of living in this cramped apartment, we were moving.

"Wouldn't want her living sad and miserable by herself. After all—it's my duty as her brother, isn't it?" My stomach dropped. There was no way in hell I was going anywhere with a so-called stepbrother I had never seen in my entire life. "You mean the stepbrother who didn't even show up to his own parents' funeral suddenly cares about my well-being?" I shot back, my voice trembling despite myself. "You're fooling no one." "She's sharp, Asher," Richard chuckled. "This is going to be fun, isn't it?" Asher studied me in silence. The space between us was only a few feet, yet it felt like he could read me—every tremor, every fear, every line of resistance written on my body. His beauty was lethal.