Best Step Brother Romance Books Novels & Stories

“His name’s Richard. Haven’t met him yet. And no, I don’t care.” Zara laughed. “You don’t care? Your mom’s getting a husband. That makes him your—” “Stepdad. I know.” Zara smirked. “And that means…” “He has a son too,” Amaya muttered. Zara gasped, eyes sparkling. “No. Way. You’re getting a stepbrother?” “Apparently.” “Girl, your life is turning into a freaking K-drama,” Zara laughed. “Just wait until he’s tall, dark, and brooding with emotional trauma and a mysterious tattoo on his back.”

She questioned. A hint of smile appeared on my lips before I could control it. “It is nothing.” “No, girl. Don’t give me that nothing bullshit. Sleeping over at your stepbrother’s house doesn’t mean nothing.” I rolled my eyes. “Stop calling him my stepbrother.” “Is he not? See? You even hate the sound of it. I wasn’t lying when I said you have fallen for him.” I slapped my forehead. “It isn’t my fault.” “Trust me, I understand. I’d want a little of him too if I was in your position. Hot tattooed professors like that are very rare.” She admitted. “So, did you guys have sex?” She asked.

Sinful Steps: Claimed by My Stepbrother Chapter 2 Jax stayed buried deep inside me, his thick cock still twitching as the last drops of his cum leaked from my stretched pussy. Our bodies were slick with sweat, my legs still hooked over his shoulders on the couch. I could feel his seed dripping down my ass onto the leather, marking the spot where we’d just crossed the line again. My stepbrother’s cum inside me. Forbidden. Addictive. He kissed me deep and slow, tongue lazy against mine, like he had all the time in the world. “Missed this tight cunt so fucking much,” he murmured against my lips. “College boys not doing it for you, huh?”

I tried to hard to stand up, but my energy doesn't compare to his. He kissed me. Not gentle, not soft. His mouth claimed mine like he'd been starving for years. His tongue slipped past mine, and I tasted coffee and something sharper. Hunger. I kissed him back, my stepbrother. The man who had been cold to me for two years, who never looked at me twice. His hand slid up my thigh to under my dress. His fingers brushed my panties, and I was wet. Achingly wet. “Look at you,” he murmured against my lips. “Saying no with your mouth, but your body says yes.”

I didn't care if Ryan was my stepbrother, all I knew was that wanted him in this instance… I couldn't take it anymore,, and I knew he wanted me to and didn't give a fuck if we were step siblings. “Pl-please!” I found myself begging him as I began to grind him slowly. Ryan finally released my breast, giving it a quick kiss before he started making his way towards the neatly laid queen-size bed while I clung next to him like a second skin. ✿ ✿ After, the steamy section between us, we cuddled each other while sitting on the bed with the blue blanket covering our naked bodies as Ryan wrapped his arms around my waist drawing me closer to him as he began to kiss my back while I giggled.

I traced the scent to see a tall man in dark expensive suit walking closer to us like he owned the fucking world. Holy fuck, he smelled so fucking delicious, like heaven. I could eat him up. The moment his blue eyes landed on me, I froze. What was he doing here? The older man smiled proudly. “This is my son, Christian.” What??? Mom laughed, completely unaware of the storm going on inside me. “That means he’s going to be your stepbrother soon!” Stepbrother? The hot stranger I had given my virginity that night, who had my moans in his head and my taste on his lips would be my stepbrother??

Only to see him now as my step brother,how is that acceptable,after having such romance,am not accepting that l nodded my head, as he is still on me gazing at me with so much longing,that night was my best day ever he whispered to my ear,his voice calm and seductive,l grabbed him and turn him around now on top him with legs crossed across his waist ,l could feel his dick already hard in his trouser, you want us to do it he asked,l want you it but he's now my step brother,but l fucking love him this isn't something we started today, l don't think l could resist this feeling, just then l kissed him passionately refusing to let go of him,he pulled my bra as l kiss him and my breast pop out show

She wasn't happy when I brought Anita up, and I wasn't in the mood to listen to her whining, so I didn't tell her what I was really thinking. I missed Anita, though, a whole lot, but I also knew that she was right. Our parents were about to be married, so we would legally be step-siblings. Even if we didn't have blood between us, people would talk if they knew we were together, and it might hurt our parents too, now that they were about to get married. "Evan!" I groaned. "I got you, just be quiet, it's distract-ing." "You're already distracted," she scoffed. "Drive already."

Was this real? Could it be true… that my stepbrother and I were fated mates?

I don’t know if that made me the worst freak in the world, but I found it relatively easy to actually pardon my forbidden feelings for the one who was supposed to be a brother, and all thanks to Sebastian’s company. That didn’t mean that he had uprooted all I felt for Poseidon; the kind of hold that boy had on me was far too strong to be uprooted by just a fight and bike rides. And it pissed me off to a greater extent to see that he still lived in my mind, rent-free and controlling a bigger part of me and my senses. I had been such a fool to give my all to my stepbrother. Honestly, how did I assume all of this to end? For Gabriel to step forward and give me a bear hug and a soft slap on the