Mated To My Obsessive Step-brother Novels & Stories

I asked, rubbing my temples. It wasn’t every time my Mum got chatty. So, this had to be good. “You remember Sela, right? One of the girls that transitioned with you?” I blinked, “Yeah?” “She ended up being mated to her step-cousin.” I frowned. “Her what?” “Her step-cousin,” she said with disgust, practically spitting the word. “Can you imagine? What kind of abomination is that? It’s practically incest. I told Jareel it’s sick, and I still stand by that.”

She wriggled her eyebrows, nodding and her long brown hair twisted into two massive braids rolled off the milky skin of her shoulder. “His step-brother came over to stay for a little while for some business contract…” I trailed off when Ashley leaned in with interest. I felt my face heat. “Um. H-he’s okay, I guess. Nothing like Neil though, like polar opposites.” I continued. Ashley gazed at me for a moment before a lewd smile stretched her red lips. “That motherfucking step-brother is hot, isn’t he?” I groaned. “That’s not the point.”

Bella stomped over and latched onto Aiden’s arm, screaming, “What do you mean how could I do this? How could YOU betray me?? I am your mate!” Aiden shook her off roughly, and Bella stumbled, nearly falling. Aiden growled, “Betrayal? You’re one to speak of betrayal.” Bella shrieked, “I didn’t betray you by cosying up with someone who’s not my mate! You’re the one who betrayed me!” Aiden’s eyes hardened. “You vowed to protect my family with your own life, as though they were your family too, when you became my mate. You betrayed your vows by bullying and assaulting my sister!!!”

I just wanted to find a person I really liked and gave my body and soul to my mate. Osborn? God! Why did I think of him again? Since I found that he was my mate, I always couldn't help thinking of him. I really wanted to slap myself. How could I think of Osborn at this time? He was my brother! Moon Goddess made a mistake! Osborn and I could never be mates. Not to mention that he was my brother, but he wanted to kill me now!

I muttered to no one, the words sounding as empty as I felt. If someone had told me a few weeks ago that my stepbrother would turn out to be my... mate—ugh, that word—I would’ve laughed so hard I’d probably choke. What kind of lunatic crap even is that? But here I was, not laughing, because apparently, my life decided to become a full-blown supernatural soap opera. And the weirdest part?

They dropped their bags on their desks before they faced us, their eyes moving in sync. My pussy clenched at the sight of my other mates. I snaked my tongue out to wet my lips. “You guys showed up at the right moment. Why don't you join us?” I opened my arms, inviting them to join the party. The more, the merrier. Anyone in my situation would have been outright embarrassed, but I wasn't feeling that way. Not with my stepbrothers. I was their mate after all. It wasn't a crime to sleep with one when the others were away, right?

"You have to be so fucking good at sex. So annoyingly perfect. Fuckkkk..." "And you’re frustrated." "Gosh... fuck you. Fuck you and that nine inch or ten inch or whatever." "Okay, chill. What's going on with you right now." "YOU! ARRGHHH..." I groaned in frustration. "You fucking spoilt me. You made me fucking addicted. I crave you all the time. It's like a sickness. I... I..." Unless it's not a sickness. Unless I'm actually falling in love with my stepbrother.

It looked even bigger in the low lamplight, intimidating and mouthwatering all at once. *This is my stepbrother,* my mind kept chanting, even as my pussy clenched painfully around nothing, dripping fresh slick down my ass. *Mom married his mom. This is so fucked up. So wrong.* But the wrongness only made the heat between my legs throb harder. I’d never wanted anything more in my life.

Kane stepped closer. "Stay back!" "I'm not afraid of you." "You should be!" Her voice cracked. "I'm going to hurt someone, Kane. I can feel it. Something in me wants to tear..." "Then tear at me." "What?" "If you need to hurt someone, hurt me." He took another step. "I won't hurt you back." "Are you insane?"

Damn! I can't even stare at him because I can clearly remember how I moaned his name. I can still remember how he thrusted in and out of me. How he cupped my tits and sucked it. How our body entwined on the bed. No. No. This can't be happening! He can't be my mate and my stepbrother. He can't. “Why don't you blow on the candles and make a wish? I'm sure you can't wait to taste your cake,”