Novel & Cerita Giving My Innocence To My Stepfather Novel

A knock on the door makes me sit up in the bed, I'm ready for the night, hair washed and body eager, pussy already swollen and clit ready. My cunt is already slick and when the door opens, I find my stepfather there instead of my Uncle, oh no…he shouldn't see my like this but I don't cover up. My thick tighs are spread open and knees folded, my hands are behind my back and breasts jutted out, inviting the man to take of a forbidden drink. “Hmm, I was right” My stepfather mutters and the way his eyes roam my body sends goosebumps down my spine…what was he right about?

Deep within, I acknowledged the taboo nature of our actions, the disapproval it would garner, but in that moment, it was all eclipsed by the intoxicating feeling of being with him. If Stephane didn't touch me within the next few seconds, I would lose my sanity. "I don't know what you want me to say," I replied, attempting to deceive him, my words emerging like sharp, bitter barbs. Dammit! I wasn't supposed to be accountable to this man, even though he was my stepfather. As an adult, I had every right to live my life and go out as I pleased, free from the burden of accountability. Yet, a part of me yearned for his dominance, willingly submitting to him.

The ruthless owners of Hawthorne Holdings, the same company that swallowed my stepfather’s business whole two months ago. A sharp, hollow laugh bubbles up in my chest before I can stop it. Of course it’s them. My stepfather didn’t just sell me tonight. He sold me to the men who ruined him. For one dollar. And a cent. (If you’re just starting this book, could you please go check out the other one? It’s super interesting, I promise. It’s called, My Fiancé’s Uncle Is Obsessed With Me)

I whimpered, the word catching in my throat as he found my clit and began a slow, rhythmic stroke that had me seeing stars. I sat there, paralyzed. A "good girl" smile plastered on my face, while my stepfather fingered my pussy under the dinner table, and my stepbrother watched, knowing exactly what was happening. I was dripping. I was ashamed. And I had never been more turned on in my life. And that’s how our sin started.

He was close enough that my brain stopped producing useful thoughts and started producing only static. My heart slammed against my ribs. His eyes dropped to my mouth. My breathing grew ragged. And then front door opened downstairs. We both froze. Voices floated up from the entrance hall. It was his father's laugh and my mother was speaking in the background too. Knox pulled back slowly. His dark and unreadable emerald gaze remained on my flushed face. My hands shot forward to grab my textbook which I shut so hard. I didn't wait. I didn't even say goodnight to my mother or his father… my new step father.

And I made sure they knew how much of a monster they had made me. Years ago, my stepmother and I argued over something I hardly remember. She followed me up the stairs to my room. She yelled, cursed, and wished for my death. To my horror, she accidentally slipped and tumbled down the staircase, resulting in her miscarriage. They convicted me of ten years in prison after that horrible incident. My father didn’t even give me a chance to plead my case. It was too late when I found out it was all planned so my stepmother could get rid of me and make her firstborn the sole heir of the Pack.

Frederick sighed and stepped forward, reaching down to help me up. "Jonathan, I understand you're upset. But we're family. If you just tell us the truth, we can figure out how to help you." "Tell you the truth about what?" I shoved his hand away. "About how you married my mother while chasing after Yvette behind her back? Or about how I almost got killed taking the fall for you?" "Enough!" My mother kicked me hard in the shoulder. "You can't control yourself, and now you're pointing fingers at your own stepfather? You're disgusting."

I inhaled sharply and forced a small smile on my face. "I know nothing about the murderers of my innocent parents. The only person knows how they were murdered, it is my step brother. The one who brought me away, he is doing everything to keep me safe but my heart just can not trust anyone anymore. My own step brother is trying ways to kill me as far as I know. It is not my fault that I no longer trust anyone. But about you, you are my friend and I know wolves never backstab their friends." I said and he nodded his head. He patted my back and I gave him a grateful smile. I opened the door and we both stepped out of the study room.

Cain squeezes and my stepfather turns purple. "Don't kill him!" I shout, and Cain looks down at me. "You okay, baby?" "Yeah, Daddy, I'm okay." My stepfather looks between the two of us, and Cain tosses him to the ground. He coughs and spits as he tries to catch his breath. Cain stands over him menacingly. "She's mine now. You got that?" he growls, and my stepfather crawls back against the wall. "She's packing her bag and she's never coming back. I won't keep her from her mama, but I'll keep her from a piece of shit like you."

More than anything, she was concerned about her friend. **** This book is sequel to the first book Innocence. You have to read the first book to know the story clearly. The first book "Innocence" is available here on my Goodnovel profile. And then comes the second book "Innocence || book 2". Thanks for reading. Please vote and comment :)