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"Ember Brock is three years older than you, head over a fraternity as well as being a football jock. Brock is a player. He is only out for one thing; don't be stupid," "We can't be together, Derrick. I wish we could. I wish you weren't my stepbrother, but you are. I love you in a way I shouldn't love my stepbrother. I need you to let me go, and I need you to move on. It's for the best. We can't keep going on like this," Emberly quickly took her hand from my chest and looked away. Desperation took over me. "Ember, please, please don't do this. Give me this year, that's all I ask, and then I promise I'll let you go," I tilted her chin to look at me.

"And I am your Luna. Forever." He kissed me. A pure kiss full of promises. Under the full moon, on the land that once bled because of us, we finally found peace. My stepbrother, My alpha mate. THE END!

A kind of pleasant frown while he breathed in and out with his mouth. Don had never looked scarier. I closed my eyes again and pictured his mother. His sexier, more sensual stepbrother. Jay on the other had had his deep-set green eyes on me, monitoring my preferences, asking what I liked. His hands on my boobs were not rough and needy. They were rejuvenating, yet firm. I liked the way Jay owned me.

Stephan chuckled. Chugging the whole contents down his throat, he threw it away. Striding towards the bench, he took a seat. Droplets of sweat rolled down his forehead, making his hair cling onto his forehead. “You good, buddy?” Stephan asked, taking a seat next to him. Humming, he wiped the sweat from the towel. “Doesn't seem like it.” He sighed. Elias, gazed at him. His older brother looking at him with concern. Elias and Stephan had a bond. A very special one, to be exact. They both lived for each after their sister died that day. Only they knew along with Ryder, that she was raped and kidnapped in the alley by a gang of hideous older drunk man.

I muttered under my breath. "Well, your future father is an alpha. I'm sure you must have heard about our new alpha. He has a child a year older than you." I stared wide-eyed at my mom. "He will also go to the same school as you." My mom spoke casually without noticing the look on my face. I couldn't believe I would have a stepbrother and stepfather of much higher status than me. They were the alpha, and I was the omega in this house. Imagining what kind of pressure I would face when facing them scared me.

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.”

"So basically, God looked at your stressful semester and decided to hand you a premium package. A wealthy, good-looking, childhood-best-friend stepbrother. Do you know how many web novels start exactly like this?" I rolled my eyes, a small, genuine smile finally breaking through my stress as I threw a crumpled napkin at his head. "Shut up, Leo. It's a nightmare. We are moving into one house after the wedding next month." Leo caught the napkin against his chest and laughed even harder. "I'm serious! Imagine running into your long-lost childhood best friend after twelve years and finding out he's your stepbrother now. That's either the beginning of a dark romance book or a psychological thrill

I poured out to her in annoyance and instead of looking shocked like I had expected, she bursted out laughing. "What's so funny?" I questioned grudgingly with a frown and a raised brow. "Can't you see? You're living the typical Step Brother episode. I should write about you both in my next book" she cheered and I rolled my eyes at her. "You can't ever be serious can you?" I replied dryly and waved at the waitress who rushed over to our table shortly after we stepped into the restaurant. "So, tell me. This step brother guy, is he cute?" She teased and batted her eyelashes at me.

Gabriella held her breath, her voice barely a whisper as she spoke the name of her first love, first kiss… and ex-stepbrother. “Norman Hale.”

“Touching yourself in that pretty little bed… thinking of your stepbrother.” A whimper escaped my lips. He pulled his fingers out. Slapped my ass hard. I gasped. “Say it.” “What?” “Say what I am to you.” “My… stepbrother,” I whispered. He smacked me again. “Louder.” “My stepbrother!” “Say what you want.” “I want you,” I moaned. “Please…” “Please what?” “Please use me.” He groaned. Then his hands grabbed my hips. I felt him—hard, hot, thick—pressing at my entrance.