Desired By My Stepdad And His Sons Novels & Stories

If looks could kill, the death stare she and her son gave me would bury me six feet under, that moment. “You’re so lucky, you really don’t deserve what Dad’s doing for you. I mean, this literally is the biggest hookup ever, and you just got it on a platter. Urgh, I even heard he was hot, too bad not many people have seen him.” The overenunciated and slurred words of my step sister just added to the irritation building up in me.

I nodded to myself, mentally confirming my plans, and adjusted my robe one more time before heading out to the pack grounds, where the occasion was set to take place. I arrived at the pack grounds and noticed that everywhere had been adorned with glass crystals and roses hung around giving the whole place an exquisite view. I looked around and noticed that the old hag my stepfather was already seated with the council elders. His hair was coiffed back and his face looked more wrinkled and haggard with the bushy smelly beard that covered his face. His cheekbones were saggy and his eyes were sinking into his skull, devoid of life and love. He stood up from his chair and held out his hand as I w

"Just some sibling rivalry. Nothing to worry about." Victor’s gaze flicked between Luca and Ethan, then settled on me. His eyes softened for a moment, but there was something else there—something possessive. "Ariana," he said softly, "go inside. It’s getting late." I didn’t want to move. I didn’t want to leave them alone, not when the tension between the three of them was so palpable. But I didn’t have a choice. Victor was my stepfather. His authority was absolute, even when it was wrapped in a layer of quiet intensity.

I held her there, my hips rolling, the massive length of my cock throbbing on her tongue while my sons watched their father use her mouth like it belonged to him. “That’s it,” I groaned, voice breaking under the weight of pure damnation. “Take your stepfather’s cock. You consented to them. Now you get the biggest one in the house. Look at what you turned us into. Look at how you’re choking just trying to fit me.”

“But one of the new staff members was in the east wing. We need to be more careful.” I pushed him back slightly, breathing hard. “Or we could just tell them. Rip the bandaid off.” Liam’s expression darkened and he stood up, pacing. “You don’t get it, Alex. This merger could make or break the company. Dad is old-school and finding out his heir is fucking his stepbrother? It’d be nuclear. I’m not ready to lose everything yet.” “Everything including me?” I shot back, the words slipping out before I could stop them.

“Also,” Daniel began quietly, leaning in until his mouth was close to her ear, “don’t you think it’s high time we finish the conversation you started the day you let that towel fall?” As he spoke, his hand moved between her thighs like it belonged there. One finger stroked through the wetness gathered there, then a second joined it, sliding through my pussy with deliberate pressure. “I’m waiting,” he murmured. “Go on.” “W-what is there to talk about?” She whimpered. "Quiet,” he said against her ear. “Unless you want the entire party to hear what your stepfather is doing to you.” This book is a compilation of filthy, explicit, and the most steamy moments shared between a step

I had said that out loud and i meant it. I ran a hand over my face, disgusted with myself. He was nineteen and he was my stepson. He was young and confused and acting out, and I was the adult. I was supposed to stop him, i was supposed to push him away. Instead, I'd gripped his hair and let him take me apart. But it wasn't just the physical act that terrified me. It was the way he had looked at me after. There was no guilt in his eyes, only satisfaction.

My dad had been standing by the window in his study, back to me, voice cold. “The clubs. The women. The reckless shit. You’re not a child anymore, Rhys. You’re my son. And alpha. Act like it. There is a future already arranged for you. A merger. A marriage that protects everything this family has built. I will not let you burn it down because you can’t keep your hands to yourself.” I had laughed once, sharp and ugly. Of course how could I forget that cursed marriage I never asked for. “You mean the future where I’m sold off like livestock to some rival family’s daughter I’ve met twice?”

"Well, I wish mine was dead." "At least I'm not the only one having dad problems," I murmured. "Tell me what you remember about your dad." He said. "Nothing." "Nothing?" "Yeah, nothing, he left when I was three or something, that's what mom said." "But on the bright side, I'm having a think I'm gonna have a stepdad." I grinned. "Step-dads, they're the worst, most times they fuck the daylight out of their so-called stepdaughters." He frowned.

"Are you sure about this?" Aiden whispered. "No, I'm not. Just go away...I don't think I want you to do this anymore. I mean, this isn't sane....you are my stepdad, and no matter what It's not right to be lying with you on the same bed in this controversial position! Ugh!" I said in my head while my heart palpitated as he wrapped his hands around me. "Can you hear me?" he asked, snapping me out of my reverie.