Best Step Brother Romance Books Novels & Stories

“Look at you, little sis… covered in cum and leaking from both holes. Such a perfect little cumslut.” I could only whimper in response, my mind blissfully blank, my body thoroughly claimed by my stepbrother and his friends.

It was barely there, and maybe I might be seeing things, but the corner of her mouth twitched. I told myself I was definitely seeing things, but then I felt a flicker of something in the bond. Something that felt like… amusement. I looked away before she could see the shock and intense emotions on my face, looking back at my documents, but now I wasn't seeing anything as I stared at the words. All I could see was that slight twitch of her lips. She was still the woman I fell in love with. At one point in the evening, my brothers were back in her room, doing almost nothing, but we chatted, and they talked to her, telling her things she probably had no interest in knowing.

"Excuse me!" "We don't want to waste any time, trust me…" He grabbed my left leg, placed it around his waist, and wrapped his arm around me. He pulled down his trousers and his underpants. "And what are you doing, dear brother?" I asked, my brows raised. "Don't call me your brother, Alli," he gritted. "Sure," I scoffed, rolling my eyes. "You're my stepbrother, blah, blah, blah." He growled, his darkened eyes narrowing. "I want to do dirty and wild things to you, but hearing that from you makes me want to do even more things to you. More dirtier things to you, little sister."

But I cannot blame my stepbrother to think that way. After all, Felise is his everything. His first and last girlfriend. The love of his life. The reason he breathe and woke up every morning. And the light in his darkness. Three minutes later, Razel and I found Felise sneaking out of the house. I was about to greet her but my stepbrother preceded me. He even blocked my chest, his gesture to leave it to him. As the big brother, I swallowed my pride and let him greet his girlfriend. After all, I am the only one who turned her into a wolf, making it possible for them to be together.

My mind dragged me backward whether I wanted it or not. The club. Low light. The way she had walked up to my table with that forced confidence, still smelling like nerves and expensive perfume. The way she laughed when I asked for a safe word and then gave me red anyway. How pretty she looked on her knees. How she sounded when I finally let her come. Best sex of my life and I didn’t even know her name. Then the next morning she was standing in my father’s foyer being introduced as my new stepsister and the universe decided to laugh in my face. Every time I saw her now the same thought hit me: mine. Even when I told her to forget it. Even when I edged her until she cried and then sent her awa

I grabbed my door, closing it in his face before taking my chair and shoving it under the knob so he couldn't open the door while I got dressed. Getting some pajamas out I dropped my towel to get dressed, always feel good to get dressed without a bra. I moved the chair again once I heard he was showering, bringing it back to my desk to where I sat down to get my homework done. Half way through it all when my phone buzzed. Addy: Hey! So what's up with your brother? Step brother? Me: What do you mean? Addy: Idk girl, he seemed... well he seemed possessive over you?

Book 4 - Sucking her brothers dick The silence in the grand, unfamiliar house was a living thing, vast and echoing. My new parents, so kind and overwhelmingly cheerful in their efforts to make me feel at home, had left abruptly for an emergency business trip, leaving me alone with him. My stepbrother, Liam. We hadn't really talked since I arrived a week ago. He was older, maybe twenty-one, with a quiet intensity that was both intimidating and strangely captivating. His presence just loomed, even when he wasn't around, a constant, heavy weight in the air.

"You don't mean that." "Don't I?" His hand came up, his fingers catching a strand of her hair, rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger like he couldn't help himself. "I've been trying not to mean it for months. Trying to convince myself that what I feel is appropriate. Brotherly. Protective." "It should be," Inés whispered, but she didn't step back. Couldn't step back. "You're my stepbrother." "I know." His eyes were dark, intense, burning with a desire that made her knees weak. "Believe me, I know. But that doesn't change the fact that watching another man touch you makes me lose my fucking mind."

The distance between us is nothing, close enough that I can see the exact moment his eyes drop to my mouth and come back up, and I don’t move, I don’t breathe, his thumb is on my pulse and it’s going fast and he can feel it and we both know it and neither of us says anything about it. “You know what you are,” he says, and his voice is low and careful. “Then say it.” Something moves across his face that he doesn’t manage to close off in time. “My stepsister.” His voice drops on the last word in a way that makes the back of my neck warm, his lips just an inch away from mine. “I shouldn’t want my stepsister, Layla.” I don’t breathe. I can’t, not when his lips are just a breath away from mine, a

And all my brain can properly align is the word 'Step Brother' "That's because it wasn't required." Dad's voice rings out, slipping me out of my anxious thoughts. "Fucking hell!" "I got married to his mother three months ago. He has four other siblings." "Oh my God, I can't believe I have five step siblings." My words are followed by a long awkward pause as I stare down at the cup of coffee that I have my hands bind around. What was streaming hot earlier when it was served, had turned cold because I had refused to drink out of it.