His Mate Or His Step-sister Novels & Stories

“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…”

We encountered a flat tire that delayed everything, I was so pissed but what could I have done, typical things. When we arrived, I was so shocked on meeting my stepbrother. Though I musked it, I could really wrap my head around why the moon goddess decided to grant me Nathan Mathews as my step brother. My rival back in campus, as much as I never really wanted to give him the benefit of doubt, I could feel how strong his wolf was. I could see the hate in his eyes as he saw me walk right through his door and there's no goddamn thing he could do about it.

he starts before having me cut him off. "What?! Daughter?! No! Jack can't have another step-sister, it's not going to happen. Jack is mine, my stepbrother and I'm not fucking sharing him with someone!" I yell, growing upset. "Technically, he's not you're stepbrother anymore." My mother says, chiming in as she places a hand on my shoulder. My blood begins to boil and I swear it took everything in me not to hit her. I don't care if he's not my stepbrother because I'm not sharing him with anyone, ever again.

Step-brother and Step-sister: A drifter gets a call from his father to help him out with a favour. He asks his son to help him babysit his step-sister while he goes on a week-long vacation with his wife. After much consideration, the lonely drifter agrees. What harm can come from watching a kid for a few days? But he soon regrets his decision when he sees his step-sister is a hot sensual teenage girl. Their bodies ignite in a tempting count against the clock.

“You cαll whαt I sαw protecting her?! Ryαn‚ she’s your sister—” “She’s not my sister‚” Ryαn cut in‚ his tone flαt αnd firm. “She’s my mαte. She wαs fαted to be mine. Just like how you αnd Dαd were step-siblings αnd fαted mαtes‚ this is the sαme. She mαy be your dαughter‚ but she’s my mαte. The goddess chose her for me.” Mom’s eyes were wild αs she turned to Dαd. “Killiαn‚ sαy something! Do something! I cαn’t… I won’t let this hαppen! History cαnnot repeαt itself!”

“She is... but she’s not our mate. Our mate is in another bedroom with my brother.” “Stepbrother, Knox,” Kai reminded him sharply. “He isn’t your blood. Don’t soften. We’ve got competition to win.” “Fine. My stepbrother. And God knows what they might be doing right now.” Knox clenched his jaw. “I don’t even want to think about it.” He sat at the small table facing the wall. “I just wish things hadn’t gone south. I should have my mate and get the hell out of here. I wonder how Mom would react if I told her about this.”

The word hit me like a knife. “Shut the hell up!” I tore the forms in half, the pieces scattering across the floor. His expression softened unexpectedly. His voice lowered almost tenderly. “Not nonsense. I want to marry you. I want children only with you.” I pressed my lips together. I was shaken by how his voice trembled with longing. "I am your step sister. How can you say about it." I corrected him. "Did I consider you as a step sister when I had sex with you? Have you considered me step brother when you moaned my name when I was inside you?"

She turned around and calmly looked at Carmen before a stiff word escaped her lips "Step sis." It was 'Step sis', not 'sis'. 'Sis' was an endearment, but 'Step sis' was merely a description of a relationship. Rubbing her hands, she grinned so hard that her eyes squinted. Upon seeing that Hilda had admitted, Diana impatiently walked up to her and said warmly. "It turns out that you are just step sisters! My daddy even said that you are married. Where's your husband? Why didn't you bring him here?" She didn't wait for Hilda to reply. "I know that your husband is an ugly and disabled old man, who is even older than my father. You must be embarrassed to take him out. But he's still the man you s

His eyes squinted before he smirked, “I just hold her hand. Did I fuck her?” “You—” “She’s my mate,” he announced. I was stunned by his announcement. My body trembled as cold ran through my body. Fear evaded my system, I couldn’t believe what I had just heard! What the fuck is wrong with him?! “Shut the fuck up, Caled. No way!” I yelled. “What? She’s not our real sister. It’s not forbidden in our law to marry a step-sister. Why are you reacting that way?” I clenched my jaw as well as my fists. Glaring at him, I quickly rushed towards him and caught his neck. My claws grazed through his skin and blood trickled down from it. I was so mad!

Just sitting quietly until you said what you needed to say. "He's my mate," I said. Dawson's eyes widened. "What?" "I figured it out at the party on Saturday. His scent. Everything. He's my mate." "Holy shit." Dawson leaned forward. "Does he know?" "I asked him that night but he was too drunk to remember. I don't think he has any idea." "And you're not planning to tell him?" "No." "Why not?" "Because I don't want a mate," I said. "Especially not him. He's my stepbrother. It's wrong. Complicated. And I can't stand him."