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It was not touching, but it was close enough that every nerve ending screamed for contact. Somewhere in the distance, a branch snapped. The sound jolted me back to reality. What am I doing? Mom was probably waiting up, wondering where I was. And here I was getting turned on by my stepbrother on some creepy backroad like some trashy romance novel cliché. I ducked under his arm so fast his hoodie grazed my burning cheeks. Noah didn't move. I expected him to laugh or hold me back, but he didn’t. He didn't call after me. Didn't move. Just let me go like he knew exactly what was unraveling inside me.

“Can’t believe I’m this addicted to dreaming about my own step brother’s cock… I need help.” But even saying that, I dipped my fingers inside my soaked pussy, imagining it was his thick cock again. The footsteps in the hallway grew louder, heavy and angry stopping right outside my door. Shit.

“Then stop teasing and make me come already.” He dropped to his knees right there on the gym floor, yanking my shorts down. His mouth was on me in seconds. I threaded my fingers through his dark hair, trying not to cry out as he took me deep, throat working around me. The sight of my serious, bad-boy stepbrother on his knees for me was almost enough to finish me off. “Fuck, Liam… I’m close…”

“But we both know the truth… you’re my dirty little sister now.” I whimpered into his mouth, already aching for more… Being fucked by my big brother was the best thing about this camping trip. And having his thick cock stretch me open, claim me, and ruin his own little sister right under our parents’ noses was the greatest gift I could have received since I turned eighteen. There was nothing else I could ask for. Not the fresh air, not the bonfire stories, not the starry sky above the lake. None of it compared to the feeling of Ryder’s thick cock stretching me open, claiming me, ruining his own little sister.

I’m done. They didn’t take me to the packhouse like I expected. Instead, they dumped me in some gross safehouse near the border. The place was falling apart—peeling paint, moldy walls, and a smell like something died in there. My heart was racing as they shoved me through a heavy door into a dimly lit room. And there he was. Jasper. My stepbrother.

What no one knows beside Jason, is that I have a photo of Axel that I managed to get my hands on that sits in Hael's crib that he says 'dada' to, he may not have met him in person, but he definitely associates the image with the name, it warms my heart every time he acknowledges it. I left the room, grabbing my monitor, phone, and a book before heading out back to sit under the stars. My nightly ritual for myself is to spend some time for just me doing something that I enjoy. While waiting for a text from Axel to say if I should call tonight or not I pulled out the book I started reading the other night, "My Step Brother, My Crush", so far its a really great story, very sweet from what I am

" The professor didn’t make it so I stepped out. What's up with you? How are you enjoying your new home and new stepbrother?" I groan just at the mention of him. Images that have no business being in my head creep into my mind like nightmares on a stormy night. Images of Josh sliding into me while he whispers filth in my ears. Images of Josh on his knees before me, eating me up like I'm his favorite desert. I groan and push said memories out of my head. “It was bad enough that Mom is getting remarried. Turns out the guy that gave me the best sex of my life is my stepbrother, Josh.”

Stephanie’s POV: When I finished eating, I went back to my room since there was nothing else to occupy my time. I grabbed a book from the small stack on my desk and settled onto my bed, allowing myself to sink into the soft mattress. My body sprawled across the bed as I began to read. At least, I tried to read. The words blurred on the pages, refusing to stick in my mind. My thoughts wandered, drifting to places I didn’t want them to go—specifically, from one brother to another.

he said and the line went dead. I pressed my back against the cold brick wall, folding in on myself. I couldn’t stop shaking. I felt trapped, hunted, like a bird in a snare. Stephen my stepbrother always found a way to corner me, to remind me I wasn’t truly free. A wave of terror washed over me. What if he took my freedom again? What if I never escaped him? A hand brushed my back and I screamed, raw and terrified until I turned and saw Adam standing there, wide-eyed, reaching for me.

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?”